Chapter 8: Strange Quenching Method

"People are Zhuang Shengxiao's dream of butterflies, what should I be?" After a while, Zhao Tian finally figured out the situation, sat up, smiled, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

He smelled a faint fishy stench, and his skin was covered with an inexplicable gray substance, which was the source of the stench.

"Could it be the I Ching?" Zhao Tian was pleasantly surprised, in his feelings, his body seemed to be full of strength, and his state was unprecedentedly good.

20 minutes later, Zhao Tianzheng was fighting in front of a wall in the living room, changed into a set of clothes on his body, completely scrapped and threw it into the trash can downstairs, he used up a bottle of shower gel, reported three towels, and finally cleaned himself up, and couldn't smell the stench.

A punch slammed into the wall, and he wondered if he could use his fist to blast the wall open after the I Ching cut the marrow.

"Hiss!" Zhao Tian gasped, covered his hand, and froze in place, it was so painful, it was really hurt!

Lying on the balcony, looking outside, Zhao Tian said to himself: "It seems that it is only a little better than physical fitness, maybe better than ordinary people, but it is still within the category of ordinary people." ”

Pedestrians are in a hurry on the roads of the community, and the golden sunlight is shining, reflecting vivid faces, busy and full of hope.

Zhao Tian was bathed in the sun, and an inexplicable impulse arose, as if he had returned to that dream, turning into a big tree, and a familiar and unfamiliar feeling lingered in his heart.

He stood there, breathing long and gentle, a peculiar rhythm, his body, soul, calmed down, like a seed about to germinate, expanding, contracting, he felt the vigorous mysterious energy in the early morning sun, along with that peculiar breathing rhythm little by little into his body, he felt, the body was warm, very comfortable.

Clusters of white clouds and mist condensed, churning endlessly, circling around Zhao Tian's body, and the light fragrance on the tip of his nose swirled, fresh and smart.

Zhao Tian was like a sprouting seed, constantly absorbing, and the essence of life was surging, one after another, filling his body.

The morning glow is brilliant, the white mist is thick, the figure is misty, and the place has become colorful, and all kinds of halos float, mysterious and dreamy.

Motionless, Zhao Tian gave up his sense of the outside world, and immersed his whole mind in that state, like in a dream, like the nine reincarnations, growing, flourishing, withering, and dead and silent.

It's like a kind of visualization, a transcendent refining method, it's amazing!

In the depths of consciousness, a tree rotates between life and death, and in the body, the surging essence that is scurrying around has become calm and gentle, and it is rapidly consuming.

This is an incredible evolution, each cell is absorbing a lot of mysterious energy, growing, powerful, aging and dying, and then born in a ruin, completely different, the essence of life is evolving, leaping to a higher level.

And, in the subtleties of his body, in the cells that make up his body, there are wonderful spiritual lights shining from time to time, which is the true spirit shining, the highest and greatest, containing the ultimate mystery of life.

It's really amazing, incredible, this kind of refining method can be called extraordinary, especially on the earth, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is terrifying, in the low-level evolution of life, that is, touching the true spirit, this subverts the cognition of the earth's cultivation world.

In the end, the big tree in his consciousness was about to wither and die for the ninth time, and when the big tree was cut off from vitality and completely died, Zhao Tian's mind was naturally sober.

He is quite reluctant to give up on this state, because his body is clear, his blood is surging, and his energy is amazing, so relaxed and comfortable!

But in the end, he still gave up on entering that state again, and an instinctive feeling told him that once a day was enough, and that cultivating like this would have no effect.

"Maybe I was really a tree in my last life!" Zhao Tian thought a lot.

The dream last night was so real and long, and now, through that dream, I have found a way to evolve, to live, to become strong, and to protect the people and things I want to protect in this chaotic era.

"Gollum, Gollum!" he was in a reverie, but his stomach suddenly rebelled. His face froze, a terrible hunger rushed into his mind, he didn't care what to do, Zhao Tian gnawed on the fruit, and constantly took out vegetables, meat, etc. to make food.

It wasn't until more than three hours later that Zhao Tian finally stopped, and in order to fill his stomach, half of the food he had just stored yesterday disappeared.

With a wry smile, he got up and cleaned up the kitchen, ready to go to the supermarket to buy some food.

There are a lot of people in the supermarket today, carrying large bags of food, with panic and anxiety in his eyes, and the goods in the supermarket are also a little scarce, and it took him a lot of time to load enough food.

When Zhao Tian paid, there were no other customers in the supermarket, so he chatted with the boss.

According to the boss, since yesterday afternoon, people have been stockpiling food because of the frequent appearance of giant beasts in various places and fearing that there will be terrible disasters in the future. Back home, Zhao Tian was in a heavy mood, reading the news on the Internet, huge creatures still appeared frequently in various places, but those mysterious people rarely appeared.

In the afternoon, he tried again, but his parents still couldn't be contacted, and he was a little worried.

"I hope they're okay!" Zhao Tian had no other way for the time being, but hoped that his parents would get in touch with him as soon as possible.

Unconsciously swiping, familiar names flashed in the address book, and his fingers stopped at the end, a little hesitant.

"It's been a long time, I wonder how she's doing now?" You should face it, make a settlement, and fulfill your original promise.

Zhao Tian untied the knot in his heart, and his mood was much more relaxed, because in that dream, he always had regrets about the girl.

After thinking about communication for a long time, there was no one on the other side of Zhao Tian, and she was ready to give up and contact her next time. The opposite side is finally connected.

An elegant and ethereal voice sounded: "It's strange! You actually took the initiative to contact me!"

Zhao Tian looked embarrassed, his face was red, he was very embarrassed, and now that he thinks about it, it was always the girl who took the initiative to find him in the past.

"Hmm. I haven't seen you in a long time, and I want to meet you. After all, there are many friends, but you are the only bosom friend. Zhao Tian's heart knot has been untied, and he no longer evades, and invites uncharacteristically.

He understood the girl opposite, didn't say much, and said directly: "Come to Shanghai recently, I think I should fulfill the original promise." ”

In the south of China, in a secluded valley, the buildings are continuous, extending into the depths of the valley, most of the buildings are ancient and heavy, precipitating the vicissitudes of history, pavilions and pavilions, the autumn rain of the eaves and arches falls finely, infiltrating the undulating roofs, converging into a road, dripping down the bluestone slabs along the eaves, splashing up scattered splashes.

In the depths of this mansion, in the middle of a small lake crowded with green lotus leaves, in an exquisite ancient pavilion, a woman wearing a plain white dress and green silk reached her waist.

At this time, she was holding the communicator, looking calm, and speaking softly.

"In a few days, I will come to Shanghai when I have something to do, and we will meet then. Also, Shanghai may be a bit chaotic lately, try to stay at home and don't go out. ”

Soon, the girl in white put down the communicator, looked at the guqin on the piano table next to her, and was fascinated.

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from the small lake. "Miss, the elders, please go to the Dragon Pool. ”

When the woman in the white dress heard this, she turned around, the green silk was supple, and it rose slightly in the wind, revealing a peerless and ethereal face.