"Grandpa often said that ink writers are dead brains, think about it carefully, some places are really unreasonable." Although Mo Lin did not necessarily agree with such a luxurious life in the Hundred Soldiers City, he also had a slight opinion on the rules of the Mo family.

Ling Huzi smiled faintly, and did not refute Yang Li's words, the four people here have all studied the history of the Seven Worlds, and they also know that the views of the major families are completely different in terms of how to behave in the world. Although the Tao is different, we can still be friends.

It happened that the guy brought the wine and food, and Luo Qianqian hurriedly said: "It looks delicious......" to divert the topic.

I have to say that Ling Huzi is very good at ordering, and the various dishes are seamless, and the three of Mo Lin tried them one by one, and they were all full of praise.

"How's the braised hooves?" Linghu Zi eats relatively little, and likes the two light ones like lotus pot and glutinous rice porridge the most, and when he saw Mo Lin eating with a mouth full of oil, he couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Delicious, delicious." Mo Lin put down the bones in his hand, and the meat on them had been gnawed away by him, and then he was satisfied.

This meal can be regarded as the most hearty Mo Lin has eaten in his life. While eating, he was thinking about when to call Zhu Pingman to come to the Hundred Soldiers City, there is wine and meat here, he must like it the most.

"Why don't you drink?" Ling Huzi pointed to the shochu kettle that no one had touched all this time.

Yang Li waved his hand and said, "Ink people don't drink. ”

Luo Qianqian also shook her head: "I don't drink it either." However, her gaze fell on Mo Lin's body with a smile.

Mo Lin smiled: "Then you're welcome." As he spoke, he poured himself a glass and took a sip.

The soju with a mellow flavor is strong, but unfortunately it is much worse than Zhu Pingman's favorite monkey wine, but with dry sausage and brine tofu, the aftertaste is also long and clear. Mo Lin was still a little unable to let go at first, but when he drank it all over his body, he drank until the glass was dry, and in a moment he drank a pot of wine.

Seeing Mo Lin drinking so fast, Ling Hu Zi exclaimed: "Mo Lin, you are very drinkable." The soju is so strong that most people can only drink a few glasses. ”

Mo Lin felt the heat in his lower abdomen, and felt that the heat of the soju was swimming all over his body, which was very comfortable, and the Mooladhara was also warm. Hearing Ling Huzi's words, he smiled: "Even if you have another pot, it's no problem." ”

Ling Huzi smiled: "Okay, don't blame me for being drunk." As he spoke, he greeted the man and served another pot of soju.

Luo Qianqian said worriedly: "Mo Lin, you have to drink less, so as not to get drunk." ”

Mo Lin thought to himself: "I can also drink two pots of grandpa's monkey wine, although this soju is strong, two pots should be fine." Thinking of this, he said, "Don't worry." ”

Seeing that the second pot of wine was also drunk by Mo Lin, Ling Hu Zi said repeatedly: "I can't see that you still have such a amount of wine, I guess the head of the family will definitely like you." ”

Mo Lin was about to ask her why she said this, when there was a loud bang above her head.

The four of them looked up in amazement, and heard the chaotic sound of ping-pong above their heads, the muffled sound of tables, chairs and benches smashing on the floor, and the crisp sound of dishes smashing.

"What's going on?" Linghu Zi beckoned the guy to ask.

The guy looked panicked and said, "Yes...... It's the young masters of the white-clothed party, they drank too much and were a little unhappy......"

"The White Cloaks?" Ling Hu Zi's face changed, he got up and went straight to the third floor.

Mo Lin and the three of them glanced at each other, and quickly got up and followed.

When the four of them came to the third floor, they saw that the huge third floor was already in shambles, and the floor was full of smashed tables, chairs, benches, plates and dishes.

Five young men dressed in white were shouting, and one of the fat men was slapping a guy by the collar.

"Nanhengfei, stop!" Ling Huzi went up to the third floor, saw this scene, and shouted.

It was Nan Hengfei who slapped the guy, his face was flushed, he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and he was enjoying it, when he suddenly heard a coquettish sound, and when he turned his head and saw that it was Ling Huzi, he couldn't help but feel excited, and the wine woke up half of it at once.

"Ah Zi!" Without waiting for Nan Hengfei to speak, the tallest of the five white-clothed youths snorted softly and walked over with a smile on his face.

"I heard you're back, and I wanted to see you tomorrow." This person is more than two heads taller than Mo Lin, with a tall posture and good facial features, and he is also a beautiful man. Looking at the enthusiasm in his eyes, the three of Mo Lin knew that this person must be Ling Huzi's admirer.

"Are you going to see me like this?" Ling Hu Zi's tone was cold, and he didn't give this person a good look, "Xiao Guiyan, you were like this when I left, but I didn't expect that more than a year has passed, and you haven't grown at all." ”

The man known as Xiao Guiyan's face sank, but he immediately greeted him with a smile: "Ah Zi, isn't this to celebrate Hengfei's return, you are ...... to die this time."

"Forget it, I don't want to hear from you. Compensate for the damage here, then go home and go to sleep, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. Ling Hu Zi shook his hand, no longer paid attention to Xiao Guiyan, and turned around to beckon Mo Lin and the three of them to go downstairs.

When Mo Lin went downstairs, he saw Xiao Guiyan's face was pale, and he seemed to be annoyed, but he didn't dare to attack, and he couldn't help but secretly guess the relationship between the two.

Back on the second floor, the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, Ling Huzi seemed to be angry, and asked the guy to serve a pot of wine and asked Mo Lin to accompany her to drink.

Two cups of belly made Fox Zi's face blush and look even more coquettish. Seeing that the three of them had doubts in their eyes, she sighed and said, "That Xiao Guiyan is my cousin, and he has proposed marriage to my family several times, but I have rejected it. ”

Mo Lin and the three of them suddenly realized, Luo Qianqian said: "I think he is a talent, he shouldn't be a bad person." ”

"Who said that a talent is not a bad person, maybe he is sanctimonious, but in fact, he is bad in his heart." Mo Lin said dissatisfiedly.

Luo Qianqian glared at Mo Lin fiercely, and Mo Lin stuck out his tongue and stopped interjecting.

Ling Huzi shook his head and said: "His essence is not bad, but unfortunately he is arrogant. The Mo family has a genius like Yang Li, and the so-called genius of our soldier family is him. Like Nan Hengfei, the younger generation of soldiers like to be with him, a group of people wear white clothes every day and swagger, known as the 'white party', although they don't really do anything evil, but it's too naïve. ”

Yang Li had not spoken, but after listening to Ling Huzi's words, he suddenly said: "From the night view of this Hundred Soldiers City, you can see the impetuousness of the city, and it is not uncommon for a few such disciples to appear." (One light click of yours warms my entire codeword life.) Let's watch the fantasy channel of Literature Network, more exciting content is waiting for you! ）

If it was in normal times, Ling Huzi would definitely refute it, but the scene just now was still in front of her, and she really couldn't prove that what Yang Li said was wrong.

Mo Lin looked out the window and saw countless lanterns flickering in the night sky in every street and alley, reflecting most of the city red. In the Ink Village, most people were already asleep at this time, but the residents of Hundred Soldiers City seemed to be wandering around the streets at this time, and the noise was no less noisy than daytime.

"In short, you must be careful when you meet Xiao Guiyan and these people in the future, they are all children of the old soldiers, and they are very arrogant." Ling Huzi sighed, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and beckoned the guy to settle the bill.

Everyone was in good spirits at this dinner, but they were disturbed by Xiao Guiyan, Nan Hengfei and others, and finally broke up a little unhappily.

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In the dead of night, Mo Lin sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to cultivate.

This time, he did not fall into silence, but devoted himself to studying another assignment assigned to him by Zhu Pingman when he left the Mo family: holding a spell.

"Grandpa is holding a mantra to unite the heart, the voice, and the body, but he doesn't explain it, let me understand it myself, and I'm really a lazy teacher." Mo Lin thought of Zhu Pingman's irresponsible words when he parted, and complained a little.

"Hum, ah, huh...... Are these three words really powerful? Before leaving, Zhu Pingman only roughly explained the key to holding mantras for Mo Lin, but he did not go deeper, which made Mo Lin a little puzzled about this set of mantra holding methods called "King Kong Chanting".

"Let's practice first, anyway, there are only benefits and no harm." Mo Lin firmly believed that practicing was the first key to cultivation, so he followed Zhu Pingman's instructions, put on the same posture as Jingjing, sat cross-legged on the bed, let his mind be quiet, and began to run the Vajra chanting in his heart.

Mo Lin's lips and teeth did not move, controlling the true qi circulating in the body with his heart and mind, and reciting the three-character formula in his consciousness, the true qi vibrated slightly during the operation, making a sound in the body, making a sound of "hum, ah, huh".

Mo Lin has the foundation of meditation, and then to recite the vajra can be said to be twice the result with half the effort, this pediatric he is like a body of millions of cells are moving, all are reading, all the body and mind are put into it.

As Mo Lin recited, he gradually felt that Mooladhara's true qi, which was originally like a pot of porridge, was shaken open by Vajra's recitation, first sparsely separated, and then gradually merged into a sea of sounds, which turned into a faint golden light, blended into the limbs and bones, and after traveling around, all of them poured into Mooladhara.

Mo Lin felt a mass of fullness in Mooladhara, and his whole body was comfortable, he was surprised in his heart, and he was more concentrated, and he recited Vajra in his consciousness one breath at a time, not only the true qi inside his body was gradually shaken and melted and his body and mind were one, but even his belly was deflated, as if all the air in his body was empty.

Thinking to a certain extent, Mo Lin naturally relaxed, his mouth and nose shook slightly, he took a full breath, his stomach bulged again, and his body was full of breath. In the blink of a moment, many essences in the air were shaken apart by the vajra chanting, separated from the ordinary air, and melted into Mo Lin's body.

The more Mo Lin thought about it, the happier he felt, and he only felt that all the connections in his body were opened. A warm breath gushes out from Mooladhara and starts to swim from the base of the spine, lighting up all the bright spots in the body along the way.

This breath starts from Mooladhara and travels all the way to the thighs, knees, soles of feet, and even the ten toes. Gradually, Mo Lin lost his physical sensation and was completely immersed in a sea of sound. Just as he felt that his body was empty when he reached the final realm of meditation, at this moment, he was also empty of all his thoughts and thoughts.

The originally slow Vajra chanting was speeding up at this moment, without the concept of the body, the speed of thought gradually surpassed the speed of light, there was no process, it was done at the moment, it was not pretending to be convenient, and it was naturally inductive. Suddenly, Mo Lin seemed to see everything in the past, present and future in a golden light.

With a "buzz" in his head, Mo Lin woke up from the recitation of King Kong heartily, and he was surprised to find that there was a faint layer of golden light lingering on his body, and as he woke up, it slowly sank into the skin, and there was no trace.

"Is this the power of Vajra Chanting, it's too powerful." Mo Lin felt that his whole body was filled with unprecedented power, and the viscous true qi on Mooladhara had been fully integrated into Mooladhara, according to Zhu Pingman, this was the first step to awaken spiritual energy.

"Meditation, the nine winds, the vajra recitation, the vase qi, the clumsy fire fixation, grandpa said that the awakening of spiritual energy has to go through these five steps, and meditation and the nine winds are one, and there is no hindrance. The realm of vajra recitation has also been reached. As for what the treasure bottle qi and clumsy fire determination are, I don't know when we will be able to pass through these five realms. Mo Lin was full of reverie in his heart, looking forward to the future path of cultivation.

"Also, I seem to have seen a lot of things in a moment just now......" Mo Lin suddenly thought of the countless things he saw in the golden light, but unfortunately those things in the past and the future were too complicated, and they flashed at the speed of light, and Mo Lin almost didn't see anything clearly.

"But...... I seemed to see a red dragon, and I didn't know what it meant, so I had to ask my grandfather when I got back to the village. Mo Lin only remembered a red dragon most clearly, and he secretly remembered it in his heart.

Trying to light up the bright spots in his body, Mo Lin found that he was more comfortable with the manipulation of true qi. Mooladhara became a storehouse of true qi, and as long as Mo Lin's mind moved, true qi would instantly wander to any part of his body.

Before cultivating Vajra Chanting, there were still some slight obstacles in Mo Lin's body, such as his toes, so it was difficult to transport his true qi through. But now even places like toes can easily light up the dots, and Mo Lin knows that he has taken another step forward on the road of martial arts.

With the satisfaction of having achieved success, Mo Lin continued to quiet this night.

Early the next morning, Ling Huzi came to Mo Lin and said that Sun Qi, the head of the Bing family, wanted to see him.