Chapter 115: The Man Who Came Out of the Mirror
The stars of this night moon are scarce, the moon is hanging high, and the white jade plate is inlaid in the night sky, crystal clear, sprinkling thousands of zhang of clear light. The chirping of insects in the mountains came and went, drowned out by the continuous chirping of cicadas.
In the mountains of Sanqing Mountain, the carved beams and paintings of the Sanqing Palace are bright all night, the red lights in the antique lanterns are brilliant, the dojo of the busy day is finally closed, and the guests, before dark, have already returned home, and no one dares to wander in the mountains in the night of "July and a half".
I am not unfamiliar with the Dharma during the day, and I have already followed Xiao Shanbo through large and small Jiao sessions. But Han Yingying thinks it is very strange, although she has been nurtured since she was a child, she has never been in contact, and after experiencing zombies and chaotic handsomeness, she is becoming more and more interested in ghosts and gods. I don't know if she's becoming more and more civilized, or if she's back to basics.
In the evening, we each went back to the wings. I meditated as usual and continued to practice the path of "practicing the spirit" and "practicing the qi".
The continuous Taoist practice in the past few days has given me a different understanding of "practicing the gods" and "practicing qi", especially "borrowing the gods" and "borrowing the qi". "Practicing God" and "Practicing Qi" can be transformed into each other and depend on each other, which is an extremely mysterious thing, but unfortunately, after the transformation, only one or two percent of the ten percent remains.
Han Qimen also judged my "Practicing God" and "Practicing Qi", and felt that I was in the third realm, this realm, it would take five years for normal people to reach this realm, and I practiced Taoism, and it took less than a month before and after to reach this realm, all thanks to the "Qinglong Dan". It's just that he didn't know that I still had the qualification of "Dead Infant Body" in my body, and I had been baptized by the "Nether Flame" in the Waste Fire Hell to reach this state.
I tried my best to repel the move of the chaotic Yin Shuai, and Han Qimen also judged afterwards, feeling that at that moment, my "Qi Training" peak reached the sixth realm; And my flesh and blood body stubbornly carried the chaotic and handsome "Water Escape Technique", and the peak of "Practicing God" also reached the sixth level.
On that day, Han Qimen said in horror, "Whether it's 'practicing gods' or 'practicing qi', the highest is the ninth level, and no one in the world has been able to reach the ninefold realm. Many people either focus on 'practicing the gods' or 'practicing qi', and there are indeed people who can reach the eighth level of one of them, but the other is not too high. The realm when you erupted, reaching the realm of 'double sixfold, is rare now."
Han Qimen said that his "Qi Training" was in the sixth level, but "Lian Shen" had been hovering outside the fifth level, and he was a typical "Qi Training" master, so when he was fighting with the Chaos Yin Shuai, the West Pavilion was destroyed by the "Qi Training" of the two.
Han Qimen also said that Zhu Wuying's "Practicing God" realm was above the sixth level, and "Practicing Qi" was not as good as him. Zhu Wuying is a typical master of "practicing gods".
One of them "practiced God" and the other "practiced Qi", which was also the development trajectory personally directed by Lord Wang back then.
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, if "Practicing Spirit" and "Practicing Qi" could be transformed into each other freely, and there was no loss or weakening between transformations, how strong would it be, and whether there would be no need to "practice Spirit" and "Cultivate Qi" at the same time.
I knew that this was whimsical, so I didn't think about it anymore, and concentrated on running the big and small weeks, and according to the method taught by Zhu Wuying, I rested to "practice the gods" and "practice the qi".
I don't know how long it has been, but the sound of cicadas in the mountains has gradually disappeared, the sound of insects has become softer and softer, and the sound has become muffled, as if everyone who should be sleeping is sleeping, just like humans. In the entire Sanqing Palace, there are no traces of pedestrian activities, and it seems that it has entered the middle of the night.
I glanced at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, let out a long sigh, and made a closing gesture. Turning around and going to the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror, I felt that my body was full of true qi, and all these years of Taoist practice made me much more confident. The gloom and helplessness of the previous few days, although not dissipated, are not as strong and poignant as they were.
In the mirror, he has a slight beard and a ruddy complexion, and he has not seen himself so radiant for a long time.
I looked at the scars on my chest and back, which had gradually healed, and I still had palpitations in my heart when I thought of the ice and rain that day, and the dragons and tigers condensed by the rain.
Looking at his face, I feel that I am becoming more and more vicissitudes and maturity, I have not been treated since I was a child, it is rare to meet Han Qimen to help, and it is even more rare to meet Han Yingying who cares about me.
My eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that the quality of sleep at night was still not good.
At this moment, I saw that there seemed to be a light blue light flashing in the eyes in the mirror, I couldn't believe my eyes, I looked closer to the mirror, except for the light moonlight through the window, the light of the bathroom hung high overhead, there was indeed no other light.
I stared into my eyes again.
Suddenly, my eyes tingled, and a faint blue glow burst out of my black eyeballs.
I rubbed my eyes, still unable to believe what I was seeing in the mirror.
As soon as I put down my hand after rubbing my eyes, I looked in the mirror again, and found myself standing motionless in the mirror, not rubbing my eyes in the same posture as before.
And in the mirror at this moment, my eyes have been completely enveloped in the blue faint light.
I subconsciously took two steps back.
In the mirror, my face was expressionless, and I suddenly spoke, and slowly said word by word, "Li Fuyao, do you know who I am?"
I was stunned, I actually opened my mouth to speak in the mirror, and my voice was no different from mine, but the low voice had a strong sense of oppression, and after listening to these words, I was short of breath in my chest, and I was a little out of breath.
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