Early the next morning, Wang Zhe got up early, cooked a pot of lean porridge, and made a few meat buns.

"Wow, Brother Wang, you really don't have to say anything about your craft, I think Zen Master Guangji is right, you are the protector of Buddhism!"

Zhuo Sifan praised while eating, his face looked much better, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

During the meal, they talked about yesterday's topic, the matter of cultivation, and the distinction between realms.

"Practicing the three realms and nine products, one product is the best,

The lower three realms are the methods of external refining, and the muscles and bones that are practiced are actually to strengthen the body and strengthen the qi and blood.

The middle three realms are internal refining, and what is practiced is the viscera, divine essence, and true qi.

The upper three realms are the cultivation of qi and refining the gods, the true qi passes through the hundred veins, and the gods probe the eight directions. The real gas is released and the gas is turned into gang!

Some people practice martial arts, some people practice magic methods, and there is naturally a difference between them......"

Zhuo Siwei will practice carefully, and Wang Zhe listened very carefully.

"What about the top of the first grade?"

"Break the shackles of oneself, peek through the mystery of the mud pill, open up the bridge of heaven and earth, merge the world with the world, and return to the truth, you can turn the gods of heaven and earth for your own use in an instant, that is the immortals, also known as human immortals!"

"Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years!" Wang Zhe sighed.

This is the first time that someone has explained the practice to him in such a systematic way.

"I don't know which realm Lord Zhuo is, which product?"

"Me, the middle three realms, the five grades." Zhuo Siwei smiled, quite proud.

"Ah, it's only five grades?"

"What do you mean, what do you mean by only five products? I'm only twenty-one this year, do you know what it means to be five grades at this age? Do you know how many people can't get to the fifth grade in their lifetime? ”

After listening to Wang Zhe's words and looking at his questioning eyes, Zhuo Siwei was like a cat that had been stepped on by his tail, and he was suddenly provoked, very excited.

"Calm down, calm down, don't be so excited, no, just ask casually, how do you feel like you're not good at that?!"

"What doesn't work, who can't? Let's go, let's go to the Spring Festival Building now! Zhuo Siwei dragged Wang Zhe away.

"Master Zhuo, let's hurry up and take medicine, I don't think the problem of your cultivation going wrong has been completely solved, don't leave any sequelae!"

How did a person who usually looks good suddenly become so manic? It must have been injured last night.

Isn't this going crazy and hurting your brain?

"I order you to go with me now, immediately, immediately." Zhuo Siwei took out the waist card of the hundred knights directly.

Then he dragged Wang Zhe into the Spring Festival Building early in the morning.

"Yo, the two masters came so early, and the girls haven't dressed up yet!" Seeing these two people coming in in a hurry, the old bustard hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

I have been here for more than two years, and I don't know how many times I have passed by, and I used to handle cases, but this time Wang Zhe was really embarrassed.

It's early in the morning, just after breakfast, I came to visit the Qinglou. Just think about it!

"I want to see Oiran!" Zhuo Siwei didn't make the waist card of the hundred knights this time, and directly took a few gold leaves.

"Yo, you're so happy, but you also know that our Oiran girl has her own rules......"

As soon as the old bustard saw the golden leaf, his eyes suddenly brightened a lot, and the smile on his face became even brighter, and he stuck it on Zhuo Siwei's body vigorously.

"I know, isn't it just answering the question, come on!" Zhuo Siwei rolled up his sleeves.

"Then wait a minute."

The old bustard first sent someone to bring some tea and pastries, and let the two of them enjoy them first, this is not an ordinary customer, and they have to be served well.

After about a cup of tea, the old bustard invited Zhuo Siwei and Wang Zhe to the outer room of the Oiran girl's room, and her maid stood outside.

"Two sons, what is the first question of my young lady?"

"Love, heart to heart, you and me, this is love!" Zhuo Siwei waved his hand and said the answer he had been thinking about for a long time.

"I'm sorry, what Childe said is not in Miss's mind, this Childe ......" The maid smiled slightly and turned her head to look at Wang Zhe.

"He, he doesn't understand this, no!" Zhuo Siwei waved his hand.

"Coincidentally, I really know a little bit about this." Wang Zhe smiled lightly when he heard this.

"Ask what the world is like, and teach people to promise life and death.

There are no mountains and no tombs, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder and tremors in winter, rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with the king.

This is love! ”

Flaunting literary talent, who wouldn't do this?

Zhuo Siwei was stunned when he heard this, and the maid was also stunned.

"How?"

Jingle bells, and there is a crisp ringing sound from inside.

"Congratulations to this son, my young lady is very satisfied with this answer."

"Okay, I can't see it, brother, you are brilliant!" Zhuo Siwei was stunned for a while and then said, his face a little red.

"That's quite good, no one dared to say that these poems can't be done in the last life!" Wang Zhe said in his heart.

"Question 2, what is fate?"

"You're coming first?"

"No, no, brother Tai will come first." Zhuo Siwei humbly gave way.

"There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but there is no chance to meet on the other side."

Jingle bells, and the bells in the house rang again.

"This son, what is your answer?"

"Well, I, I think he said it pretty well, and that's what I mean!" Zhuo Siwei couldn't think of a better answer for a while.

"Question 3, what about the most painful thing in the world?"

After hearing this, Wang Zhe pondered for a while, as if recalling the past,

"The most painful thing is that the thing is probably life and death, seeing that the person you care about the most is gone, but you are helpless.

No one persuaded him to drink, no one cared about drunk, and he wept alone until dawn.

At that time, the sky was probably gray as well. ”

Wang Zhe remembered the old man who used to be, and pulled him up, but he didn't have time to enjoy the old man.

As he left, the old man was skinny, and before leaving, he grabbed his hand and called him by his nickname, as if he had a lot to say to him.

Wang Zhe's flat tone revealed a bit of downplay for the vicissitudes of life.

In his previous life, he was depressed, and the only one who really cared about him was probably the old man.

Zhuo Siwei looked at Wang Zhe quietly after hearing this, and he could see that this question seemed to arouse Wang Zhe's sadness.

The maid also looked at him stunned, her mouth slightly open.

The inside and outside rooms were quiet for a long time.

Zhuo Siwei and the maid seemed to be stunned by Wang Zhe's words just now.

Jingle bells, bells ringing in the house.

"Congratulations to the son, you have passed the three levels, and you can meet my young lady." The maid was surprised.

Oh, Wang Zhe came back to his senses and replied lightly.

"Brother Tai is a great talent, I admire it!" Zhuo Siwei hugged his fists and said sincerely, seeing that Wang Zhe's eyes had completely changed, and he was a little more appreciative.

It seems that those poems and feelings just now, if it weren't for the poems and books in his belly, he wouldn't be able to say it, and the person in front of him would definitely not be an ordinary yamen catcher.

It turns out that these not only have good cooking skills, but also this talent is also very extraordinary, no wonder they have been valued by Zen Master Guangji.

"This son's house, please." The maid opened the door.

"What about him?" Wang Zhe glanced at Zhuo Siwei.

"I, I'm not going in, I'm waiting for you outside." Zhuo Siwei patted him on the shoulder, with an expression of I understand you.

In the end, Wang Zhe entered the inner room alone and saw Gu Nianqiu dressed in white, with a layer of white veil on her face, a graceful figure, and indescribably charming.