The development of the five senses and six senses has a long history, as early as when I first came into contact with the spiritual text, there were five senses catalogue drawn, but it was limited by the cognition at the time, and it was not possible to explore it clearly.

It wasn't until later that the spiritual power was transformed one after another, and a trace of understanding was captured from the advent of the third realm, and the 'colorful world' was drawn with the five senses, and then this unique power was truly mastered, and it could exert good results in many aspects, and each had its own strengths compared with the ever-changing and unpredictable spiritual power.

It is not impossible for Chen Yu to continue to dig deep into the potential of perception now, and it is not impossible to rely on spirituality and primordial spirit, but he still needs some preparation, and he has to think about it.

……

Chongshan County, Wudu.

Jingpo Lake, which is adjacent to the Shen River, covers an area of about 20 miles, with rugged mountain cliffs on the left and right, dense forests, and the lake water is blue and the sky is sparkling.

Chen Yu drove the boat and rode the waves to the ferry port.

"Mister is back?"

A fisherman greeted him with a smile and asked him how he had gotten this time.

"Not much, more than a dozen silver mouths, but a hook of big white carp, two catties up and down."

"Wow! That's not bad, big white carp is rare near the water, and I think Mr. Xiao is lucky enough. ”

The two talked, and a middle-aged dragging robe holding a fishing rod next to him walked up to the front and said loudly: "What the old man said is reasonable, but in the eyes of the contemptible people, the silver mouth is the favorite of the old man. ”

The three of them talked for a while, and then they left, and the middle-aged man in the short robe took out a dozen coppers and called a boatman with the other three, saying that he was going to fish in Jingpo Lake.

Chen Yu carried his fish basket, and there was a crackling sound inside, and he slowly walked out of the ferry and walked towards a farmhouse courtyard outside the town.

There are seven or eight days of kung fu to come to Chongshan County, and November is about to go to the end, the original intention is to go straight to Jianye, see how amazing the place of the first city of the rumored Great Liang is, and then go to Zhenwu Mountain, Zhengyang Temple, read the Taoist scriptures, and finally go to the sea, or go north.

In the meantime, the secret treasure has been put in, and only a little bit is left, and the powder is fed one by one, and the spirituality is transformed and sublimated at all times, enriching itself.

Now when he goes to eat Lingxia again, he feels like a flying immortal, which is far beyond the pleasure and pleasure of waiting for leisure and excitement, which makes him almost intoxicated.

Spiritual abundance will be like this, Chen Yu is optimistic about this, seeing that the spiritual ascension has led to more or less beneficial changes in all the powers, he is now just waiting for the whole body to be sublimated, and then the mana that has not been refined for a long time can also be broken through.

On the other hand, in the past few days, most of the energy was still spent on the new Yuanshen, constantly groping, figuring out a lot of doubts, and at the same time, I also had a lot of confidence in the recasting of the Yuanshen, the combination of the power of wonder and spiritual power, and so on.

Based on this, the spiritual realm that had been almost hollowed out finally came to an end, and Chen Yu absorbed the last trace of spiritual power, and the water droplets in it fell and were all shattered.

The jade-white stones broke free from it, and then they were put aside—these stones had the effect of making the spiritual power more peaceful when it fused with the consciousness body.

Because of this, he had only managed to get a few distractions before.

If you don't use it now, you have to take it back, but it doesn't mean that the jade and white stones are useless, and if the new primordial god is really damaged by accident in the future, these stones can come in handy when you want to repair them.

"I originally wanted to go to Jianye, but when I saw this lake, I couldn't walk and stayed for a few more days."

Pushing open the door, he sighed in his heart, while putting down the fish basket, there was a stone tank next to the yellow wall, which was not big, but it was okay to put a few small fish.

During this period of time, Chen Yu was not completely attached to the landscape, the new casting of the original spirit, plus the spiritual sublimation, the impact of the impact was not only those objective realities, but also mood and emotional fluctuations.

The purpose of staying next to this lake is to appease this change.

In just a few days, he let go of his intentions and just became an ordinary person who traveled to study, fished on the lakeside, and traveled by boat, and Chen Yu's mind calmed down.

In the process, fishermen, fishermen, boatmen, and wanderers all talked with him, and the various states of life stretched out in front of him, and a trace of fireworks filled his heart.

Of course, the pursuit of tranquility is not all, Jingpo Lake is known as the first lake in the river, the red glow perches on the blue lake, the sky and the water are in the first line, standing at the ferry and looking into the distance, the scenery is magnificent and unique.

As a result, this place also has the nickname of 'Frost Heaven'.

The name is far-reaching, there are many people, if it is not for the chaos of the world in the past ten years, the pavilion on the riverside can almost stretch for more than ten miles.

Another purpose of Chen Yu's arrival here is naturally to find the interior scene, and the result did not disappoint him, Chongshan County was established hundreds of years ago, there are many historical sites, and there are also several inheritance forces for many years.

And the most surprising thing for him was that near the Jingpo Lake, on the former site of those pavilions and water pavilions, he found two interior scenes, although they were small, but they both had secret treasures!

In the middle of the lake, on a sandbar, there is also a remnant of an interior scene, but it is too old, and the inner spirituality has been seriously lost, and it is about to be shattered under the power of the great filter.

There was a new primordial god shuttling to find it, and it didn't take him long to search for this interior scene, but in the end he found nothing.

Chen Yu was not discouraged, the two secret treasures on the lakeside had been able to meet the needs for a while, but it was the interior scene in the sandbar that was returning to nothingness, which made him care and postponed the date of departure.

I want to see if the scene of the broken interior is the same as the interior scene nurtured by the peach trees I saw on Qingtai Mountain.

Or will there be other changes due to different addresses?

He didn't know about it, he just had expectations.

……

Xizhou, Guangyong Mansion, Yuanyang Peak.

In the early morning of this day, accompanied by the cool breeze, Song Yue got up early in the morning as usual, and the sky was dark, so he got up from the bed, took off the lamp on the head of the small wooden bed, and lit the oil lamp.

Change your clothes, cover your robes, and put the small square hat on the shelf on top of your head. Then he picked up the lamp and walked out of the room.

Song Yue is only ten years old this year, and three years ago, together with his five-year-old sister, he was taken back to Yuanyang Fengshan from Baizhou by his current master, that is, Yu Qimeng.

Although Xiao Daotong thinks that a book is sour, he loves the present day, the mountains are cold, but there are birds and birds as companions, and his sister is also well-behaved and sensible, and they are playmates with each other, so it is not boring.

There are many books in the pavilion, and there are also some objects brought back from other places, such as tall stone statues, slender wood carvings, and some mechanism creations are even more exquisite and gratifying.

Song Yue didn't like to read, but he went to the pavilion where the books were stored frequently.

"I don't know what I'm busy with these days, day and night, if I don't get up early, I won't have any food, so I can only be hungry all morning."

The ten-year-old boy went to the kitchen with a lantern, took off his robe, and then went to the courtyard with firewood to split into several petals, hugged some hay down, stuffed it in a basket, and carried it to the stove together.

The stove was half a body high, and he shook his head, lifted the wooden stool to his feet, and then took the fire fold and threw the spark into the straw.

Phew—Phew!

Blowing, puffing up the cheeks, the red little face reflected in the stove, for a long time, a trace of fire rose, billowing smoke flew out of it.

Wiping his sweat, Song Yue trotted to the edge of the desk with reverse steps, straightened his waist, dangled his little hands, and finally touched a kitchen knife.

Shizun was immersed in things, he couldn't bear to disturb, and he couldn't do anything else, so he could only make it by imitating some of the morning food that Yu Qimeng made in his memory.

"Well——, let's mix green vegetables with cucumbers today!"

Green vegetables, he can't name them, he only remembers that it is a wild vegetable, fortunately, a few days ago, the master went to the mountain to pick some back, and there are still a lot left, Song Yue flipped through it, and felt that even if he finished eating, he could go to the back mountain to find it, and it was not difficult to identify.

Click!

With a knife cut, Dao Tong was cautious, the cuffs on his slender arms were pulled high, and a pair of tiger-like eyes looked at it darkly, and his fingers were slightly far away from the blade.

After some operation, the thickness of the cucumber varies, but Song Yue can't care too much, and he won't care about it compared to his own master.

"Just this rice cereal, it's still delicious."

These are not cold dishes, he can't recognize which ones are seasoned on the table, so he can only send the dishes to the pot and mix them for cooking, not to mention, the rice cereal made in this way is really not bad.

Even if he is a little weak-mouthed, at least his sister Song Yao's evaluation is quite high.

It was with this affirmation that Song Yue patted his chest and took down the morning food every morning, and got up more than half an hour earlier than before.

Yawn! Sleepy-eyed patted his mouth, rubbed his eyes to refresh himself, and Xiao Daotong squatted on a wooden stool and sent the bundled firewood into the stove one by one.

The flames were red, imprinted on his face, and they were slightly hot.

Backyard, in the open space.

Yu Qimeng didn't know anything about the things in the kitchen, and he was indeed completely immersed in cultivation in the past few days, delving into the secret method of opening the mind that he had figured out.

With the elixir at hand, you can feel a trace of warm and cool air swirling in the big hole.

However, after the initial excitement, he stopped and further led these breaths out of the acupuncture hole and buried them in his body.

Although it resonates with qi and blood, as if it can fuse some special energy, he is not like this, and every time he wants to do this, his more and more sensitive intuition will be flooded with a wisp of inexplicable warning.

It wasn't palpitations and terror, but an inexplicable reminder that made him dare not continue.

It seems that as long as you take this step, your qi and blood may be greatly improved, but you will lose something extremely important.

After thinking about it a few times, Yu Qimeng still stopped, not because he believed in these illusory things, but because he considered that he knew too little about the relevant aspects, whether it was acupuncture, qi and blood, or the elixir itself, these things seemed unfamiliar.

"The opening of the lock spirit is not so much the acupuncture, but a kind of secret hidden deep in the body, which was not discovered in the past, but now it is triggered by the elixir, and it is broken."

Rub your eyebrows to soothe the sore brain.

If you want to really dig out the secret in this area, you have to start with the art of Qihuang.

However, Yu Qimeng was called a true cultivator, and he claimed to have recited tens of thousands of books and scriptures, but he didn't know much about the art of Qihuang, or he didn't go deeper, and was only limited to a few potions, earthworks, and some common pathologies.

"The old way does not practice the Danding method, and there are even fewer doctors who know it, so it seems that we need to invite some old friends and fellow practitioners to avoid being shackled here."

Looking at the elixir on the side, it has dried up, the existing elixir is from the blessed land of Shiya County, and the rest of the places have not yet been found, now, even if some way is found to seal the elixir and slow down the passage of medicinal power, but the fading and dimming of the luster of the elixir is still irreversible.

"Can't wait any longer!"

Yu Qimeng withdrew from the chaotic thoughts, stood up and wrote with a pen, preparing to send a letter to the Taoist friends he had made in the previous decades.

"And this strange power......"

He felt the breath flowing in the acupuncture points, strong and powerful, far stronger than the strength, and more nourishing flesh and blood, which could stop the old people's qi and blood from declining.

Whew! The pen is vigorous, and a few hundred words quickly appear on the paper.

And just when the old Taoist priest was struggling to write.

More than 200 miles away on Qingtai Mountain, a brown and yellow sika deer appeared in front of the Taoist temple again.

The dark eyes are very agile and the body is vigorous.

Only the grass clippings and cang's ears on its body were stained with it, and I don't know where it went to play, and there were a few traces of blood stained on the outside of the calf, soaking the fur, but it was not serious and did not affect its movement.

Looking at the courtyard gate that was still closed, the gluttonous deer sat against the wall with his injuries, and immediately raised his head, as if greeting an acquaintance, and called softly twice.

Yo yo!

It's quiet.

The next moment, a glimmer of light flew out of the courtyard!

But it is a handful of clear water, and the colorful light color rotates endlessly in the water, caressing the sun, blooming rainbow color.

Whoa! The rippling stream of water poured on the head of the gluttonous deer, and the fawn shook it off, washing away the mud and ears from the hair.

The water flowed continuously, three fingers thick, and flew over the courtyard wall and sprinkled all the way, trickling.

Splashed on the wound, slowly, I saw that the blood stains subsided, and there were also some wounds under the fur, which quickly scabbed, and then the blood scab fell off in an instant.

Yo! The gluttonous deer kicked its hooves to its feet, and his tone was filled with joy, and this sound was called, and then the flow of water flying out of the courtyard wall suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the fawn skillfully came to a corner behind the courtyard wall, looked left and right, and finally stopped at the original fence position, and there was only an empty space as far as the eye could see, but the fawn was smart and naturally knew the strangeness in it.

He bowed his head and arched, rippling and rippling, and swelling in circles.

In an instant, it jumped out of the way, but saw a gust of wind erupt from the air and explode in front of it.

Yo yo! As if laughing, the fawn continued with joy.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Again and again, over and over again, until there was a slight stutter on the edge, but it was seized by this self-awakened deer, so it exuded a blue and white light, and raised its front hooves high-

Yo!

A fierce man plunged in!

Half a quarter of an hour later.

By the courtyard wall, the fawn bounced back.

There is still verdant on the side of the mouth, and there are a few fresh flowers and plants in the mouth.

Brilliant light!

Standing in place, throwing his head up, three spirit plants flew into the wall from outside the wall, but when he heard the sound of a wisp of water, the gurgling stirred for a moment, and a water mass with an even worse halo flew out and smashed on the deer, healing all the injuries from the stumbling of the formation, and then there was no movement.

Yo!

After screaming for a while, the fawn was very satisfied with the cooperation this time, and turned away comfortably after eating and drinking.

In the backyard, under the large array of restored calm, the medicine field was full of hoof prints, but fortunately, I don't know if it was a coincidence or the gluttonous deer knew that it could not be digested after eating, so only two or three areas were gnawed, and the rest of the spiritual plants such as spirit bamboo, fruit trees, and Yuan Ling Root were spared.

As for the peach trees and tea trees in the depths, they are intact, and they are flashing with rich brilliance at the moment, and the branches and leaves are stretched in the sun.

(End of chapter)