After eating the hot pot, they asked for a piece of watermelon at the old Tibetan shop, and the three of them embarked on the way home. Noticing Bu Youkong's expression, Huang Jing's eyes froze, and then he also noticed something strange coming from a distance, Qu Fu on the side was silent, waiting for the two of them intently, in the past, all he could do was to wait silently, and then fight to kill the enemy.

Sensing Uncle Qu's nervousness, Bu Youkong and Huang Jingdang both shook their heads at him at the same time, signaling that he was not that kind of thing, so that he didn't have to worry. Qu Fu saw the two of them signaling to him, and he had to slowly regain his composure, but seeing the two of them looking relaxed, he suddenly realized that there might be a situation for Xiao Shizi, and he subconsciously wanted to run to his young master's study. I saw Bu Youkong stretching out his hand and putting it on his shoulder, and said with a divine sense: "Uncle Qu, it's okay, don't be nervous, that kid has no safety hazards." ”

In fact, Qu Fu is a very experienced person, otherwise he would not be able to climb the position of the Huang family leader in the capital, but as he grows older and is in the last stage of his life, he no longer has much courage to face the crisis of his younger generation.

If he was surrounded and killed by many people at this moment, maybe he could laugh a few times and be not afraid at all, but no.

After comprehending the spiritual power, those three big characters have been eaten by Bu Fanchen, and they are the ink that has been refined by the spiritual energy, and there is naturally not much obstacle to absorbing them. The problem is that he has just enlightened his spirit, and after absorbing so much aura, he has no intention of stopping.

He was in a state of epiphany, and at the same time, he was also pulled into a dream by the familiarity of epiphany, and his wandering consciousness was pulled into a dream.

And in the outside world, he actually introduced the aura of the whole inkstone into his body. Not only that, the old bookshelves in the study, the two pots of spiritual pines at the door, and some small objects, under the traces of his epiphany, all took the initiative to confide in the spiritual breath and converge in the mortal body.

When the aura filled those faint acupuncture points, it flowed to the limbs and hundreds of remains, making his whole person look very elegant, and the aura overflowed like a drop of immortals. This allowed him to directly cross the Qi Transformation Realm, and there was still no sign of stopping in the Guangxue Realm.

Originally, the tiny acupuncture points couldn't hide too much aura, which caused the aura to continue to operate after overflowing, but after coming to the Guangxue Realm, some of the innate acupoint space was slowly expanding, which made Bu Fanchen, who was originally pulling out too fast, finally stop the momentum of breaking through the realm.

He is different from the red rain, if he does not settle down in the spiritual path, once he breaks through the realm too quickly, he will do all kinds of harm and no benefit, and even worse than plucking his hair, he may become a rootless tree and die day by day. If the vitality is exhausted, there will be no worries about life, but the depletion of spiritual energy has a great chance of causing the soul to wither, although they are nearby, it will not let him worry about his life, but it is possible to break the spiritual path and not become a spiritual cultivator from now on.

The problem is that he who has stopped breaking the realm is still in an epiphany. Just like a person who is extremely thirsty, after drinking a large bowl of water, his body needs enough water, but his mouth is still very thirsty, so he will have a great desire to drink. For Bu Fanchen at this moment, aura is what he desires. But the spiritual objects in the study are not something he can shake at the moment, so he can't get a lot of spiritual energy from this, as for the spiritual energy in heaven and earth, it is like a drop in the bucket for him at this moment.

This is the difference between spiritual cultivation and martial cultivation, spiritual cultivation requires a large amount of dense aura when breaking through the realm, and it must be prepared in advance, while martial cultivation as long as it is not in an extremely barren environment of Yuan Force, breaking the realm will generally attract the gathering of Yuan Qi, but in a barren place, the combat power and cultivation after breaking through the realm will be affected. Of course, it is only the early stage of the spiritual retreat that will be embarrassed, not the monks above the middle of the mountain.

Just when he was about to stop his epiphany because of the insufficient supply of spiritual energy, at his Baihui acupoint, an extremely pure and extremely thick spiritual energy suddenly burst out and flowed towards his hungry body.

Bu Youkong and Huang Jing, who thought that Bu Fanchen was about to terminate the breakthrough, frowned because of this aura hidden in the depths. Obviously, the opportunity to continue to break through the realm has come, and the danger of Bu Fanchen has increased a little more, but at this time, they obviously can't interfere, they can only wait and see what happens.

Huang actually searched hard for the information of these quirks in his mind, as if he had thought of something, looked at Bu Youkong, and said heavily: "Second brother, what did Fan Chen experience when he was a child, why does he have such pure spiritual energy in his body. ”

Bu Youkong's eyes condensed slightly, and he thought about Bu Fanchen's experience, this situation should not be caused by the catastrophe caused by birth, and it is impossible for Brother Ye to be bored enough to bury something in the body of a junior, and Brother Ye is a martial cultivator, not a spiritual cultivator, so there is only the incident that his eldest brother once mentioned, that is, Bu Fanchen attracted soul clouds when he first entered the cultivation journey, as for more Ye Bohong, he didn't say anything.

When it comes to melting the soul, Ye Bohong naturally won't say that cause and effect are impermanent, existence is reasonable, so why say more.

Bu Youkong paused, and asked with a slightly inquiring gaze: "You are a spiritual cultivator, and you can know the soul cloud." ”

Hearing the word soul cloud, Huang Jing's chest rose and fell for a while, and the aura was running to shake the ups and downs in his heart, and he didn't answer, but fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Huang was silent, he fell into thought, and tried to calm his thoughts in the dark sky, thinking about how he should choose if there was no solution to the fourth child in the future.

As if he had made a decision, Huang Jing's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said in a straight voice: "Second brother, if things are not right later, to the point of no return, please promise me that when I protect his spiritual sense, you will shatter his martial courage and body." ”

Bu Youkong looked at Huang Jingdan, knowing that the latter had come up with his best method, sighed deeply, and said in a deep voice: "It's really that far, I want to respect his own choice, whether he chooses to give up the spiritual path or give up martial arts and physical skills, it's up to him." ”

Huang Jing's eyes were slightly red, and then he said: "If he gives up the spiritual path, then his future martial arts cultivation will only become more and more difficult, I know that he is amazingly talented, but do you know what that means to him? After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "And do you know that there are clouds in the wilderness, and those who encounter the soul cloud to ask for their lives are not the same as the great cultivators of the spiritual path. The so-called difference is also one. It seems that we all underestimated this kid's spiritual path talent, so to keep his spiritual path, for him, everything has a chance. ”

Bu Youkong was silent, which was considered a tacit acquiescence, although Huang had the courage to say this, but his own nephew was like this, how could he not worry.

When that pure aura gushed out, Bu Fanchen's original stop to break through the realm momentum rose wildly, and after a while, he crossed the Guangxue Realm and came to the Soul Cultivation Realm. He didn't stop for long in the Spiritual Cultivation Realm, and then he broke through the Spiritual Cultivation Realm and reached the Excavation Realm.

After reaching the Excavation Realm, the monk's breakthrough is no longer only related to the aura, but his personal perception and understanding of heaven and earth become very important. Excavating and digging is to dig out the major treasures in the body, find out your weaknesses and advantages together, so as to solve your weaknesses and complete your advantages is the true meaning of the excavation realm.

And the excavation realm is also a big level of human body, how many hidden key degrees and how many qi mansions can be developed in the excavation largely determine the combat power and cultivation height of the Linglu monks in the future.

Bu Fanchen, who was in a state of epiphany, didn't know about this, and even he didn't know much about the excavation realm. Only by that pure aura, after filling one acupoint, he walked to the next acupoint. His body is like an endless ocean, and the galloping aura is a super speedboat, constantly shuttling on the sea, every time a lighthouse is lit, he rushes to another place, and each lighthouse is a hidden acupuncture point that has been discovered.

When the number of lighthouses in the sea is enough, looking down from a height above thousands of miles, you can see a looming light map, that is, the spiritual pattern map that most digging monks dream of, with the spiritual energy as the line, with the acupuncture points as the point, like embroidery to tattoo the spiritual pattern, but that relatively rare thing is tantamount to adding insult to injury for Bu Fanchen at this moment, of course, he is willing not to be brave, if the body is fruitful, if he is desperate, the spiritual path at this moment is a good thing.

Just as he was about to break through the realm, a sad breath suddenly burst out in his mind, which was sadness from a dream, and when he woke up, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

The feeling of desolation and loneliness made the aura in his body stagnate, and at this time he also discovered this situation and knew that it was not good. Through that sad artistic conception, great courage poured out in his heart, and an emotion that needed to be vented burst out, only to see him shouting "Disperse." ”

The pure spiritual power that had already been absorbed by him had been in his body for many years, and although he had not used it, the familiarity was still there. After drinking, along with the aura of all the acupuncture points. Together, he was expelled by the compassion in his body and scattered outside his body, and he was like bungee jumping, after jumping to a high place, he rebounded a few times, and finally calmed down, and his spiritual cultivation also directly descended to the realm of transforming qi.

Of course, under the loud cheers, similar to the self-explosion of a monk, the martial cultivation was also affected, and he fell three layers to the fifth layer of the innate martial artist. The most unhindered thing is the cultivation of physical skills, in Shen Yuan Palace, he has already turned into a Yuan, but he has not been able to break through the Battle Spirit Realm because of the lack of opportunities, and at this moment it is an unexpected breakthrough, which is really a blessing and a curse, and it should be exchanged for the realm.

At the gate, the three people who had been standing in place finally made a move. He loosened his fingers, wiped off the dampness on his body, stretched out his hand and patted Huang Jingdan, who had not yet come back to his senses, and said with a smile: "I'm still stunned, go, go back, this elder invites that kid to drink a few cups." ”

"Uh......! hahaha. What the second brother said is reasonable, this kid is really courageous, and that little heroic spirit is indeed qualified to drink two glasses. Holy shit, scared me to death. Huang was awakened by the shooting, and he couldn't help but sweat, but the result was surprisingly good, and he was also very happy.

Seeing the two of them smiling happily and guessing that the matter was over, Qu Fu finally let go of the tense strings in his heart, breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "Sure enough, the older people get, the more they can't stand the fright," and didn't ask what happened, as long as the result was not bad.

Ever since he knew that Bu Fanchen was a cultivator of the three lines, Qu Fu had been emphasizing himself in his heart that he must not remember any news about Bu Fanchen, the less he knew, the better, and he could not let most of his body step into the coffin and leak a little bit of news about Xiao Shizi, just in case.

Qu Fu paused, and said again: "You should drink and drink, or not, when you were so young, the first time I drank wine was my own cooking, and today Lao Qu Tou volunteered again to show your grandfather a hand or two,"

Huang Jingdang and Bu Youkong glanced at each other, and they both saw comfort in each other's eyes, and said in unison: "Hahaha, then please ask the old man." ”

Qu Fu smiled comfortingly, turned to leave, and said as he walked: "The young master has a plate of soybeans, the second prince has two plates of peanuts, and the rest of the meat dishes are three each, plus a big bowl of cucumber and egg soup, what else do you want?"

The two of them said in unison: "Uncle Qu doesn't have to be so troublesome, it's good to be simple, it's good to be simple." “

Qu Fu smiled and shook his hand, except for the big people, the two of them really haven't changed at all, one less dish is still available, can it still be the two of you? Can you still have fun in the wine? Of course, the seemingly persuasive words are actually indispensable comforting words for the three of them.

Letting the breeze blow on his wet sideburns, Qu Fu's mood at the moment seems to have a symbol of openness.

If it weren't for Huang Jing's courage over the years, the sun in his heart had never set, how could he have survived until now? Later, when the bright moon rose in Pepe, he got better again, and now the original worried step in the dark sky has also returned, so that the mountains and rivers in his heart are replenished, and the little prince has turned into a sky full of stars. Everything is in order, why be sad, you can't borrow it.

There were no less nine dishes in the evening, Bu Youkong and Huang Jingdan sat in the east and west, Qu Fu was located in the northernmost part, sitting in the north and facing south, Bu Fanchen was inexplicably pulled to the wine table, very puzzled. Fortunately, there is a very quiet Aunt Pepe next to him, in fact, Pepe is only six years older than him, but only fifteen years old, and she should be called sister, but because of her seniority, her father asked him to call her aunt.

Qu Peipei is an orphan, Qu Fu picked up for Huang Jingdan on the way back to Beijing to do errands, when he was just two months old, he stayed in the capital for seven years, when he returned to Wangdong City, it happened that Huang Jingdan was called by his parents to Chicheng, listen to his grandfather's preaching, and when he came back six years later, the two met for the first time, thirteen-year-old Pepe was already a slim girl, pure appearance, very quiet, very fond of poetry, of course, if it is Huang Jingdan's poetry will only love more.

One day and one night on the Extreme North Star is thirty-six hours, and most people are already adults at the age of fourteen, which is basically stereotyped, which is why in some places you can marry at the age of fourteen.

To be honest, a person with good eyes can detect Qu Peipei's admiration for Huang Jingdan, but Huang Jingdan doesn't feel much about it, of course, Bu Youkong is not better, the former has always thought that this is ordinary worship in his heart.

This dinner was because of the dust, but it didn't matter to him, the two adults always seemed to have a cowhide to brag about, and at the beginning it was like the water of the Yellow River, gushing endlessly, just when the mood was high, pull him for a drink.

The liquor was down, Bu Fanchen was not very comfortable, but after two glasses, he fell asleep, and when his will was blurred, Qu Peipei saw tears crossing his eyes.

In the dream, he was sixteen years old, and he had spent three years at his uncle's house after his grandfather left. He was in his first year of high school that year, and because of his grandfather's death, he had become silent and did not like to talk, and rarely communicated with others in class.

It was a sunny afternoon, because there was no class on Sunday, Bu Fanchen sat in front of the window and looked at the book "Ordinary World" borrowed from the library. Suddenly, the sunlight that slipped in quietly outside the window was blocked by a human figure.

Curiosity distracted him, and when he looked up, it was a side face reflected in the sun, matched with the girl's unique youthful aura. He felt like an angel coming from the sun, and the end of that sunny path was the inner side of his closed heart.

Maybe it was really love at first sight, he had to admit that since then, the girl named Fu Jiajia has been deeply reflected in his mind. Since then, he has always looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, and always avoided her in time before the other party noticed.

Maybe it's because of the creation of people, after a monthly exam, the class adjusts the seats. He sat so coincidentally behind her that every time he stretched out his foot, he could touch a shoe that had been hurriedly retracted. Later, they somehow got acquainted with each other, and he was no longer silent, and he always had a lot of jokes to tell her when facing her. She would always turn around with her table mates when she finished her homework, and quietly watched him together, waiting for his jokes, which was the most proud time of his day.

Later, by chance, Fu Jiajia asked him to take a glass of water by the way before class, so for more than a year after that, he would help her catch water, if there is water, then fill it up, if not, take half of it, and wait for her to drink it before taking the opportunity to pick it up, of course, there are times when her water cup is full, in that case, he will pour half of it in his own cup as a matter of course, and then drink it all, waiting for her to finish drinking, so as to catch water for her.

Although the two did not make it clear, their attitude towards each other was already very clear.

Her innocent and innocent eyes had already been imprinted in his heart, making him unable to give up. Her grades were far better than his, and that was the reason why he didn't dare to poke them easily.

I remember one time, she had just washed her hair with a fragrance, her hair was wet and turned to him, just looking at Bu Fanchen so quietly, her eyes were like containing a pool of autumn water, which made his heart ripple. didn't hold back, Bu Fanchen gently stretched out his hand and carefully touched her hair, to his surprise, she didn't resist, but smiled playfully.

It was the second year of high school, when the summer vacation came, when he thought he liked each other and was about to confess, she told Bu Fanchen in a panic that she had a boyfriend, that was the first time he saw a panicked and sad look in her eyes, Bu Fanchen was also panicked, he was very sad, he was lonely since he was a child, and he finally liked someone, but it turned out to be so ironic, it made his heart very heavy and painful, and he was an infatuated person, he didn't have the courage to ask Fu Jiajia about the cause and effect, so he simply fell silent again.

So he woke up, that kind of world, that kind of dream he couldn't bear, the departed grandfather, the parents he hadn't seen since childhood, the uncle who had a bad temper, and the girl, he had a lot of questions to ask them, but he didn't dare, and he didn't have a chance, so he cried and woke up bitterly from the dream.

It was also the sense of pathos of life that pulled him out of the epiphany, and only then did he have that loud roar, which dispersed the excess aura, so that he was able to preserve his three-line path of cultivation.