Chapter 130: Getting Smaller Again?
Wang Yonghuan twisted the button of the schoolbag slightly, lifted the soft cover, and took out a dark red wooden box from the schoolbag, more than a foot long and more than ten centimeters wide, wrapped in layers of newspapers on the outside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As soon as the box was taken out, Three's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his mouth let out a pleasant whining.
I saw this little thing, sniffing the wooden box with his nose for a while, and pulling out Wang Yonghuan's fingers with his little paws, and the two ears were snorting one by one. The small black nose kept shrugging at the box, and the bright and bright eyes exuded a longing gaze. The meaning in his gaze is self-evident, it is to ask the owner to open the box quickly.
Wang Yonghuan pulled down the newspaper layer by layer, opened the box gently, and an old mountain ginseng lay quietly in the middle of the box. This old ginseng can be more than 30 centimeters long, the thickness of the fingers, and the sparse ginseng whiskers are scattered around, but the bottom of the old ginseng is missing a small section.
This incomplete old ginseng is the one used by Er @ Grandma when she boiled ginseng soup for Wang Yonghuan for the first time, but at that time, Wang Yonghuan thought that the old ginseng might have a better way to use it, so he didn't let Er @ Grandma continue to use it, but changed it to ordinary ordinary ginseng. When Wang Yonghuan returned to the farm, Er@Grandma asked him to bring it back.
When Wang Yonghuan took out the old ginseng, the little nose of three o'clock immediately came over, smelling up and down, left and right, and a trace of shiny hara went straight down the small mouth.
Wang Yonghuan looked at it, tapped its little head with his finger and said, "Look at your lack of interest, and you haven't seen anything good, a mountain ginseng will make you hungry like this?" ā
Three o'clock tilted his little head slightly and looked at the master, and barked his small teeth and called him softly "Wangwang" twice, which means to say: You don't take me into the mountain, what good things can you have near your home?
Wang Yonghuan shook the old ginseng in his hand with a smile, and said to Sandian: "Little Sandian, do you want to eat?" ā
Three o'clock nodded his little head excitedly, and his small black eyes eagerly looked at the old ginseng in the master's hand.
Three points has a very good habit, that is, no matter how much it likes to eat, if it does not have Wang Yonghuan's permission, it will never steal a bite. No, the current attraction of this old ginseng to it is unparalleled, but as long as Wang Yonghuan does not nod, it will definitely not go up and take a bite, no matter how attractive this old ginseng is to it?
Wang Yonghuan handed the old ginseng to its mouth, shook the old ginseng and asked, "How much do you want to eat?" ā
Teacher Fu Xi once said recently that for alien beasts with a certain amount of intelligence, it has its own criteria for judging the use of elixir alien fruits. In ancient times, although there were relatively many exotic flowers and fruits, the number of extremely precious herbs was not very large. Therefore, for alien beasts with a certain amount of intelligence, they are also very cherished when they eat rare medicinal materials, and it is not how much they eat, but how much they can absorb.
Wang Yonghuan asked three points, also a little to confirm whether his judgment was correct?
At three o'clock, when the owner asked it, the two small round eyes blinked, as if they understood what Wang Yonghuan meant. It stretched out its little nose and sniffed the old ginseng carefully, from top to bottom, as if judging something.
After a minute, three o'clock stretched out his little paw and scratched half of the old ginseng. Wang Yonghuan looked at the position drawn by the three-point claw, which should account for about one-third of the old mountain ginseng from the bottom to the top.
Wang Yonghuan pointed to a third of it and asked, "Is this it?" ā
Three o'clock leaned his little head, looked at the master with small black eyes for a while, and nodded.
Wang Yonghuan looked at this old ginseng in the three-point phase, and he was really a little reluctant. After all, the fact that he had eaten less than one-tenth of it last time was of great help to his cultivation. If you really find a suitable way to consume old ginseng, then I don't know how far it will go to help its cultivation?
But when I think of Xiao Sandian's feelings for himself and his attachment to himself, this old ginseng is really nothing.
Thinking of this, Wang Yonghuan did not hesitate to fold the place where the three-point small paw was drawn, and broke off one-third of the old mountain ginseng.
Wang Yonghuan put the remaining old ginseng back in the box, carefully wrapped the box with newspaper, and put it aside. Then he handed this old ginseng to Sandian, "Come, little Sandian, you can eat this section." ā
At three o'clock, I saw that the owner allowed it to eat, and Le's little dog teeth came out, and as soon as the small mouth stretched, he ate the old mountain ginseng in his stomach in one bite, and he didn't even chew much, just like Zhu Bajie swallowing ginseng fruit, the whole thing was swallowing dates.
After swallowing it in the stomach, the little tongue of three o'clock licked the little mouth very humanely, as if it was reminiscing about the deliciousness.
After eating the old ginseng at three o'clock, I yawned two or three times in succession, as if I was a little sleepy. licked Wang Yonghuan's palms affectionately with his tongue, meaning that he was going to sleep, and then fell asleep next to Wang Yonghuan's pillow like a pig.
Wang Yonghuan felt from the action at three o'clock and the state of deep sleep that it was absorbing the energy of the old ginseng.
Seeing that he fell asleep at three o'clock, Wang Yonghuan also washed up and rested.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, a new day of cultivation began.
Wang Yonghuan found in his cultivation that due to the unexpected improvement of his mood tonight, the operation of his qi in cultivation had been relatively accelerated, and his concentration had increased. During the three-hour cultivation time, the gaseous shape of the I Ching's internal strength in the Xun vein had become thick and close to liquid. Wang Yonghuan himself knew that once the internal strength completely became liquid, it would mean the arrival of Xuanduan.
After the internal strength becomes liquid, it will gradually solidify into a red inner pill as the consummation realm continues to consolidate and increase. The final formation of the solidification of the inner dan also broke through to the Xuanduan and became the nominal Xuanduan hard hand.
But at this time, the concentration of Xuanduan only breaks through to the Xuanduan, and if you want to become a real Xuanduan hard hand, you also need to completely consolidate the Xuanduan's internal strength.
When the internal strength breaks through to the Xuan Section, the red inner pill will slowly turn into a gaseous state again and operate in the Likan vein. When the red inner pill is fully transformed into a gaseous state, the cultivator will complete a complete cycle of internal energy within three hours, and only then can it be said that he has truly broken through to the Xuan Duan Primary.
From the primary level of Xuan to the consummation, and then all the way to the primary level of the lot, it is another process of compression and operation of internal strength. When it solidifies into a black inner pill, it marks the arrival of the lot. And the success of the solidification of the purple inner pill meant that it had broken through to the top stage of the cultivation world, the Heavenly Stage.