Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Little Empty Decision

Huang Ming rolled off the bed with a bone, and the spirit beads and bottles and jars were scattered all over the ground by him, but what was that feeling?

Huang Ming was sweating profusely, as if a circle of light in his eyes turned around, and his eyes opened? Not only the qi near his left eye, but even the remaining qi of the spirit bead in his body, Huang Ming could feel a large amount of it converging towards his left eye.

There is even a "weather" that echoes the soles of the feet. This is the so-called earth talent cultivator, the three beings of qi and aperture, each other is a horn, can not only refine the pill, but also practice magic. Generally, the five elements of the attack, except for throwing talismans, all need to be grounded to practice, even if the talisman is drawn, it is necessary to lay the foundation, without exception.

For example, Huang Ming, who fell into a dream, hurriedly climbed back to the bed to consolidate the cultivation of his eyes, but the pill melted in his mouth, and he couldn't feel anything after the stomach was hot, so he had to grab two spirit beads to replenish the qi in his body, until the fourth spirit bead was used up, and the eyes no longer absorbed the spiritual energy and tended to be full. Running the Qi Induction Method again, his feet to his eyes were not stagnant for a week, Huang Ming's hands trembled slightly, and he looked at the sky and the moon.

Huang Ming, who got up to clean up the house, made up his mind while picking up beads, and when it was dawn, he would go to talk to the old Taoist, he likes to grab people's wrists, right? Grab it at will! As long as you sell me a few more bottles of elixir, I will have no regrets if I break it.

Early the next morning, Huang Ming had breakfast and carried a roast chicken to the entrance of Jingpo to find the old Taoist, but the stall was still there, the rattan chair was also there, but the person was changed, and only a middle-aged man with his feet was left lying on the chair.

Seeing Huang Ming coming, the man wearing the Taoist crown smiled a little, and was more polite than the old Taoist priest, and made a mockery and asked: "Guest, guest, official, do you want to ask, marriage, or that bad luck?" ”

Stutter? Huang Ming clenched his fists at the Taoist priest, "Daoist, dare to ask the old Taoist who was still here yesterday, where is the person?" I have something to look for him. ”

"You ask Junjun Junshan, he is a boy, don't worry less than one person to return to his hometown to visit relatives, last night I met a nobleman, I saved enough to entangle, and I chased less than I went." The man touched his nose on the rattan chair, and then continued to pick his feet.

Huang Ming handed his eyes to the drawer, the man knew something, he actually lay down to protect the drawer, and he didn't see the man's mouth move, and the man's voice sounded in his head, but this time he no longer stammered, but spoke clearly and spoke very quickly.

"Little guy, since you have a chance, are you still greedy enough? It's gone, it's really gone. ”

Huang Ming's heart chuckled, looked at the man who still hadn't looked up, and made a joke like a man, without saying a word, and turned around and left.

The man secretly praised it, and he didn't give up. It's smart people.

In terms of the relationship between elders, this kid is the same generation as himself, and he can't help but have some smiles on his face.

Huang Ming knew that it was pointless to linger any longer, and was waiting for the meteor to leave the entrance, when at this moment, a man's voice sounded in his head again: "The medicine is real, because I refined it." Those books are estimated to be fake.,Because my master copied it in a dream when he was a child.,Later, I practiced that little air technique and broke the sole of my foot and didn't fly.,The box is estimated that you can't open it.,Continue to pass it on to people who are destined.,Xiaoyou, you're a smart person.,Won't you leak our heels, right? ”

How dare Huang Ming speak, if he wants to reply, he won't directly drill into the other party's mind, so he can only nod his head while walking, getting farther and farther away from the entrance.

It's the hidden master, Huang Ming secretly thought, go back, you have to study the box carefully, maybe it's really a great opportunity.

Just above Jingpo, I don't know how high, Wang Junshan stood in the sky in the wind, waiting for a person.

Ancestor Yu Lian, who had just finished meeting an old friend in Neize, was rushing to Wang Junshan with incredible speed.

Wang Junshan's eyes were resentful, looking at the ancestor who was getting smaller and smaller the more he practiced, and said: "I haven't eaten a few full meals since you left, or that Bai Xiaoyou Gaoyi, who gave the silver and took care of the rice, and just now he came to me with roast chicken, and his father had half of him in this regard?" ”

Although Yu Lianren looked like a child, it was the voice of the elegant man who spoke: "No, the old brother in white clothes, it was not bad back then." ”

"It's a little different from the deduction, how do you explain it?"

"There was a little accident over there in the Broken Bridge Collection, and it changed the context, as long as Liang Jun didn't come to check Bai Minyu's heels, it wouldn't be a big problem."

"You killed Liang Jun? Less than you can. ”

It's just that Wang Junshan just finished speaking, and he didn't see his master and ancestor do it, and his figure dropped by more than a zhang, and there was a big bag on his head. Wang Junshan floated in the air like a dead fish.

"How can you speak, just don't salute when you see your ancestor, and you dare to be so tall above me?"

The middle-aged man disappeared out of thin air in the same place, came up to the wind, and saluted in a proper manner, "I've seen the master." ”

Yu Lian nodded and shook her head, "Lu Hang, the pill rank is low." ”

The man was a little embarrassed, "The disciple hasn't touched the Danhuo for more than a hundred years, and the pill in the enlightenment period is even more rusty." ”

"It doesn't matter." Yu Lian glanced at Wang Junshan, who was pretending to be dead, "Junshan, since this is the case, take you back to the sect over there in the canopy to have a look?" ”

The old man's carp stood up and slapped his ass.

Of course, Wang Junshan knew that the ancestor was doing things safely and had no accidents. remembered another incident, "The surname is Yu, the master said back then that you and Baifu had a fight, who won in the end?" ”

Yu Lian touched her chin, "Well, my cultivation is superior, my white clothes are not as good as me, and my physique is not as good as him, so the fight on the altar back then, although I looked badly beaten and my face was covered with blood, I actually won." ”

"The Ancestor is mighty." Wang Junshan was eager to try, "Since we have returned the favor, then let's go back to the mountain?" ”

Yu Lian snapped her fingers, "Go back to the mountain." ”

On the way back to the hotel, Huang Ming replenished some arrows, wrapped the quiver in black cloth, bought a brown cotton robe, and got some rags of fabric, planning to sew up his shoes.

After arriving at the hotel, Huang Ming went straight to the room, began to untie the package behind him, and carefully studied the ink-colored "treasure box". It's just that as the old Taoist said, this iron box can't be opened by brute force at all, even if the qi machine is introduced, there is no reaction at all, and the slashing with a flying knife or even shooting with a bow and arrow has not left the slightest trace on it. Huang Ming was a little helpless, so he could only throw it in his bag first, but fortunately, the iron box was not heavy.

It's just that after fiddling with this box, it's already three poles in the sun, and there is still a roast chicken on the table that hasn't been sent out, so eat it yourself, Huang Ming ate the chicken legs, and remembered the little step in the air that the Taoist priest said in the morning, and was a little curious, what kind of technique can break the soles of people's feet? If you don't practice, let's see if it's okay, right?

Huang Ming opened the package, and slowly opened the hand-copied small stepping on the air, the words, the writing is very bad, the first page discusses the significance of this small stepping on the magic of the monks below the dantian period, and has his own opinions on the dodging monk talisman and the martial artist's shadow follower, Huang Ming nodded secretly, judging from the first page, there is indeed something, so he turned the second page.

In the first part of the second page, there is still a discussion of this technique that can move through the air... Awesome. Huang Ming looked at it at a glance, and it was only in the second half of the article that he began to discuss the feasibility of this mental method.

Is it feasible? If there is qi on the soles of the feet, it is theoretically possible. Because of this exercise, you need to step into the air, but there is no focus in the air, how to step on the air? It is mentioned in the article that it is actually to lead the qi to the soles of the feet and solidify them instantly, and then pull them up by stepping on the point.

Huang Ming's chest was hot when he saw this, isn't this a technique tailor-made for me? Hurriedly read back seriously from the first word on the second page, in fact, part of the second page is more about the cohesion and cooperation of this technique of stepping on the air, if you can continuously throw talismans or high-lethal talismans and magic weapons, you can be invincible in front of opponents of the same strength.

Then I can also shoot arrows, Huang Ming pressed the excitement in his heart and turned the third page of the book.

Huang Ming's eyes widened, and it turned out that what was written was not connected to the second page?

After pondering for a long time, I found that there were obvious traces of torn off the pages in the gap between the second and fourth pages.

Dare to take it to wipe his buttocks, Huang Ming rolled his eyes, and suddenly felt that his life was bitter, and when he met the migrating qi collection strategy, he was torn off half of it, and this small air technique tailored for himself was torn off a page. Huang Ming was not reconciled, and then looked at the fourth page, and found that no matter what was said on the third page, the beginning of the fourth page was a wonderful method of how to solidify the qi.

"Xuanqi Huagang." In the fourth page, this feasibility is finally briefly introduced, saying that you only need to take a kind of pill powder called Xuan Qi San for a long time, you can enter a realm of "Qi to False Gang", although there is no Qi on the soles of the feet, you can also use this stupid method of precipitating the Qi Machine to warm the heavy Qi of Xuan Qi Disperse to the feet, and when fighting with others, the Xuan Qi Gang is discharged from the body on the soles of the feet, so as to achieve the purpose of running in the air or changing the trajectory of the fall in the short term.

The more Huang Ming thought about it, the more feasible he felt, when the hand-to-hand battle, the timeliness and importance of moving around were obvious after the battle of the canyon, so he gathered his excitement and then looked at the last three pages of the book, and then turned another page, but he didn't expect it to be the third page that was missing, and Huang Ming had a feeling that he had lost his horse.

It's just that this third page is not about the exercises, but to explain the origin of this small vacuum, it was actually created by a senior master named Yu Lian, but according to his description, his uncle and ancestor had participated in the battle with the people of the demon race, and saw that some of the demons in the enlightenment period would have this kind of magic power in the air, and the master relayed it to the master of the old predecessors who was also in the enlightenment period at that time, and his master relayed it to him, and he later had been in the pulse period to create this peerless exercise, but then he was busy, Although he created the exercises, he never had time to practice them, so he threw the book to the apprentice and put the matter on hold.

So the middle-aged Taoist priest who practiced breaking his leg is the apprentice of this old-timer, and the old man who told fortunes is the apprentice of this foot-picking man?

can have this supernatural power that transmits sound to the head, at least it is the power of the pulse period, alas, why don't you put the word "pulse period" on your face, just this kind of person, what kind of life is it at the gate of Jingpo.

In fact, Huang Ming was wrong, not to mention Lu Hang, even Wang Junshan, who was the youngest and couldn't fight, was already a monk in the early days of the dantian.

Huang Ming thought about it and turned to the third page and began to read the last two pages, the last two pages were more straightforward, detailing the origin of this Xuan Qi Disperse and the method of dispersing Qi to the feet.

Xuan Qi Dispersion is not a rare elixir, but all those who are above the monk, and do not have the physical know-how, can basically use it, it is a helpless move that belongs to the monk to quench the body, after all, the fist of the martial artist is hard and scary, and when the two fists are eaten, the qi cannot be lifted, and how can he fight with others.

And the luck method, Huang Ming can also refer to one or two, after all, he is born with the existence of the double perfection of the soles of the feet and the body, after reciting the method silently, the qi can be discharged directly from the soles of the feet, Huang Ming is a little happy.

Because the Dharma is right, as soon as the Dharma is run, the Qi of the Foot Technique will echo with it, and it will begin to draw out the Qi on the soles of the feet.

How could this make Huang Ming unhappy? It's just that there are a lot of people during the day, and you need to find an open place to practice at night.

At night, it was estimated that on the fourth watch, Huang Ming still sneaked out of the hotel with the two inseparable bags on his back, and found a venue surrounded by trees, after confirming that there was no one, he silently recited the ripe law decision that had been memorized during the day, and jumped into the air, when he jumped about a zhang high, Huang Ming was surprised to find that it was indeed much higher than before, but when Huang Ming wanted to step on the qi machine that led out of the body, he unexpectedly stepped on the air. The man fell straight down, and his ankle hurt.

After a few attempts, Huang Ming no longer jumped high, but chose to release the qi machine when he was about half a zhang, but even so, he still couldn't find the secret of stepping on and then taking off.

Do you really need to take Xuan Qi San? It's just that the side effects of that Xuan Qi Dispersion are obvious, due to the fact that there are some impurities produced by long-term use, and the confusion in the qi machine makes the qi flow change slowly, and when fighting with others, one step slower is to be controlled everywhere, but Huang Ming thought of being able to step into the air, so he decided to buy a few bottles and give it a try.

In the early morning of the second day, Huang Ming, who woke up, circulated the three-trick qi machine several times, and as soon as his spirit was lifted, he wanted to see if there was any reference in the other two cheats, but as soon as he opened the two cheats, he was dumbfounded.

As the middle-aged Taoist priest said, it is worthy of being a masterpiece in a dream.

In addition to drawings and drawings, there are humanoid and tadpole-shaped, so these two books, which were made of butt wiping paper earlier than the little air treading technique, have been torn off a lot.

This time, Huang Ming was really angry, and he couldn't say that the old man was still alive, and he really wanted to talk to his old man.

Since you have nothing to do, you might as well go out to inquire about the news of Xuan Qi's dispersion, Huang Ming packed the package, put it on his body, and went out to the market near the auction.

Nowadays, he still has more than 20 spirit beads, Jingpo is not too big a territory, and the kung fu of two teas came to the Qingguang Temple where the big auction is located, and there are many shops with good facades around.

Huang Ming walked into a shop and asked if there was any Xuanqi loose for sale, and the little guy in the store actually took out more than ten bottles of different types in one go. The man who was still a little immature when he heard this voice said: "Guest officer, except for this kind of Xuanqi Scatter in Taiqingmen, which is one spirit bead and one bottle, the rest of the Xuanqi Scatter are all one spirit bead and three bottles, but although the store sells this kind of partial pill, according to what the shopkeeper said, I still have to remind the guest officer that this kind of Xuanqi Scatter, although long-term use can temper the monk's physique, it is easy to block the veins of the monk's wandering qi machine, and it will only be harmful to open up new tricks and advanced pulse stages." ”

"It's okay, thank you little brother for reminding me, these are three spirit beads, please trouble my little brother to bring me two bottles of Taiqingmen refined and three bottles of other sect products."

"Thank you for your patronage, do you want anything else?" The little guy is happy in his heart, these mysteries are scattered, but no one cares about the year, today five bottles are sold at one time, and the shopkeeper must not add another red envelope at the end of the year? This look is really generous to watch the young fairy master make a move.

"Is there that kind of pill that can hide the qi aperture, the kind that can be taken internally?" Huang Ming suddenly remembered the kind of black giant pill that Huang Xiang had fed him twice earlier, so he casually asked the little guy.

"The guest officer said with a smile, how can this kind of pill be bought and sold in a small shop," the young man first thought that he had heard it wrong, and then smiled bitterly after looking at Huang Ming's serious expression, "There are only a few kinds of pills with this kind of magical medicinal effect, and the necessary main medicine Longyan Grass is only available in the depths of Neize, and each refining pill is extremely difficult, and the alchemy pill is extremely large and hard, and the children of the three sects need to use special magic weapons to eat it before entering Neize, and cover the acupoint qi in a short period of time, which will avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble." ”

"I know that." Huang Ming didn't know how to pretend to understand, "Then did you hear that there was such an auction of pills at this big auction?" ”

"Hmm, I heard that a bottle did appear at the venue a few years ago, and after being bought at a very high price, the three sects saw the value of this elixir, but it will occasionally appear in the auction after that, but it is just some fragments of cutting, it is estimated that the disciples of the three sects ate the leftovers... Even so, it also made small sects and loose cultivators flock to it. The shopkeeper regarded Huang Ming as a casual cultivator who was determined to go to Neize to explore the opportunity, so he would know that everything was endless, and before leaving, he kindly reminded Huang Ming that although Neize had a good chance, there was only one life.

Huang Ming nodded and thanked him with a smile.

On the way back, Huang Ming also spent two spirit beads to buy a map of the Immortal Family's Northern Regions, which was really worth the money. The surface of the map is extremely detailed, not to mention, after the store demonstrates the introduction of the gas machine, each large and small mountain sect has a more detailed introduction, because the size of the map itself is limited, there is a square after unfolding, so the text shown after the introduction of the gas machine is not as much larger than the millet grain, but in Huang Ming's eyes it is still very clear, when the store spits and flies to introduce the map, Huang Ming secretly introduced the gas machine into a piece of erased traces not far from the North Sea, and the description on it is only a few words.

The former site of Xiaoming Island, the subject sect vassal, the land sank after the transitional mining of the stone.

Huang Ming waved away the trace of loneliness on his face, and continued to listen to the shopkeeper's boasting with great interest.

In this way, Chinese New Year's Eve was ushered in, and Huang Ming and others, who lived here, also helped the store post Spring Festival couplets, and in the evening, the store added a spicy sauerkraut fish to all guests.

Then on the first and second days of junior high school, there were dumplings in the hotel, and Huang Ming was familiar with the two martial artists who lived here temporarily at the dinner table downstairs, one of them was a bold middle-aged man named Liu Jiuwen, who reported that he was a second-class martial artist, and the purpose of coming to the auction was only to have a long experience, so that he could go back to show off with the disciples of his martial arts hall and his mother-in-law. Another young man with a crown is a somewhat shy son of a martial arts family named Wang Guiyou, because the family heirloom horizontal palm practice is not suitable for his body, so he came to the big auction to try his luck.

Liu Jiu went to ask Wang Guiyou with a smile on the strength of the wine How many martial artists are there, if the gap is not big, why not have a discussion between the two? Wang Guiyou shook his head with a smile, Liu Jiu didn't ask, but turned his head to look at Huang Ming.

Huang Ming's eyes are sincere, he reports his family, he is from a hunting background, and he comes from Spicy Ridge. is a single-trick martial artist with a body in his hand, and like Brother Liu, he has come to see for a long time.