Ning Que didn't react at all.

It wasn't until the formless finger qi brushed his shoulders and shot a deep black hole on the cave wall that he woke up and a sense of awe came to his heart.

He didn't know that Chen Pipi's finger was the Tianxia Xi Shen Finger that knew and guarded the view, and what shocked him was not the power of this finger, but the unpredictable changes in the ghosts and gods when Chen Pipi pointed out.

Obviously, the blue sky is clear at the fingertips, but why did he fall behind him?

Is this what the academy doesn't want?

"Cultivators cultivate heaven and earth and themselves, we need to use the mental power in the body to control the vitality of heaven and earth, our body is firewood, mental power is fire, heaven and earth are pot stoves, vitality is vegetables, meat and fish and other ingredients, and combat means are the way ingredients are matched, and whether we can make a delicious dish, in addition to the above elements, the most important thing is to see how hot the food is. “

"If you ask a chef how to master the heat, the average chef will probably tell you when to use what kind of heat, and how long the cooking time will be, but the really clever chef will not be so rigid and reasonable, he just uses the palm of his hand to quickly fish in the steam, and then he knows what the food in the pot is, which is an experience obtained through countless attempts, which is difficult to explain in words, and even sometimes makes people feel too mysterious, and can only perceive and experience it themselves. ”

Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que in the cliff cave and said, "The fire is the meaning." ”

Ning Que thought for a moment and understood what he wanted to say, especially the book that taught the academy that was unsatisfactory, and suddenly had a lot more intuitive understanding and understanding.

Thinking of the example given by Chen Pipi in the letter when he first entered the academy and climbed the old library, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Sure enough, you take these two things as an example, it is really easy to understand." ”

The third senior sister and Chen Pipi were ordered by the master to climb the cliff to teach, mainly to solve some difficult problems that Ning Que encountered in reading, and he still needed to rely on himself to truly comprehend. After Chen Pipi's explanation, Ning Que decided to find time to digest it at night, and there was no need to discuss too much at this time.

He had been imprisoned in the cave for ten days, and he didn't know what was happening in the world outside the academy, so he asked, "Is Chang'an City still peaceful recently?"

Chen Pipi said: "When was Chang'an not peaceful? What are you concerned about?"

Ning Que said: "There seem to be people in the court who have a lot of opinions about me, I know that before returning to Beijing, some people even wanted to get Sang Sang to the military headquarters for interrogation, and you were there at the time." ”

Chen Pipi nodded and said, "The matter is very simple and solved, you don't need to worry."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "What about the two ascetics that the two of us met on Morning Street a few days ago? Even if Dao Shi is a person who came out of the Hanging Temple, he doesn't have the ability to easily find himself in Chang'an City, which has such a large population, and that encounter is more like being designed. ”

Chen Pipi frowned slightly and said, "What are you suspecting?"

"In Chang'an City, only the Tianshu Office and the military can determine my location so easily. Ning Que said: "I don't know which of them notified the people from the Hanging Temple. ”

Hearing this, Chen Pipi's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said, "Help outsiders to challenge the people of my academy to enter the WTO? Even the military is afraid that they don't have such courage, and aren't those people worried that after the matter is revealed, they will be scolded to death by the people of Chang'an City?"

Ning Que had lived in the Tang Dynasty army for many years, and of course he was very aware of the style of the military, and said: "As long as it is confirmed that it is beneficial to the empire, the generals will not care about anything." ”

Chen Pipi Lai rubbed the white-fleshed sauerkraut hot pot cooked by Sangsang on the cliff flat, wiped his oily lips, and ignored the dirty bowls that were all over the ground and piled up like a hill, and walked happily under the cliff with a small song, no matter how Ning Que cursed, he did not stumble and fall into the abyss.

Facing the cliff flowing clouds, Ning Que scolded Chen Pipi loudly, but unfortunately the cliff was on his side, and beyond the flowing clouds in front of him was the void, and he couldn't hear any echo at all, so this scolding couldn't help but be a little lonely.

He didn't waste any more time, walked back to the depths of the cave, sat on the half-used futon, crossed his knees and closed his eyes to meditate, and continued to cultivate the Haoran Qi in his body according to the exercises in the original examination book.

The white clouds between the cliffs are long, as if they have no feeling, Sangsang, who is squatting on the cliffside to wash dishes, but clearly feels the changes in the hole, and looks back, but unfortunately there is no morning fog at this time, and he can't see the picture in front of him.

When the night covered the cliff, Ning Que slowly opened his eyes, ended today's cultivation and cultivation, and looked at Sang Sang, who was standing in front of him with a food plate, he shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry for the time being, you put it next to you, if you're tired, go to rest early, and if you're bored, talk to me for a while." ”

Sang Sang knew that he had been worried that he was bored and lonely, and he knew that with his temperament, he must not have any interest in small talk before he solved this problem, and he did not have that time, so she smiled and shook her head, put the food box beside him, and walked back to the grass hut by the cliff.

Ning Que was still sitting cross-legged, his hands spread out and resting lightly on his knees, a yellowish rune paper appeared in the palm of his left hand, the rune paper was slowly disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye, releasing the rune into the air, and the palm of his right hand was empty, but the light of the oil lamp was slightly deformed there.

The aura faintly overflowing between the palms of the two hands was different, the upper part of the left hand was the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi condensed from the rune paper, and the upper part of the right hand was the pure Haoran Qi overflowing from the body.

He looked intently in front of him, looking at these two formless and insubstantial breaths, and his deep telekinesis slowly and meticulously touched each fragment of the breath, trying to unearth something from it.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi condensed in his left hand and the Haoran Qi in his right hand were both formless and substantial, like a void, but they could clearly distinguish the difference under the perception of his mind.

Imprisoned in the cliff cave to this day, reading through the two volumes, meditating and practicing flawlessly, Ning Que can now clearly distinguish those heaven and earth breaths that seem to be exactly the same but actually have extremely subtle differences, but he still has no way to unify the heaven and earth breaths that already have their own shapes and states into the same or even as similar as possible, and he hasn't even sorted out his thoughts in this regard.

According to the concept in the book of the original examination, the true qi in the body of the demon sect cultivator, and the Haoran qi in his body now, are actually a kind of heaven and earth vitality, if he can work backwards from the current situation to the origin state of countless years ago, and then change the appearance of the Haoran Qi to the appearance of the source, then the prohibition on him in the cliff cave can be easily solved, and the question given to him by the master can have a perfect answer.

However, it is a pity that he is still at the level of knowing what he is and not knowing why, let alone deducing specific operating methods from knowing why.

When he was challenged by the monk who watched the sea, he meditated for a long time on the shore of the winter lake under Yanming Mountain, and came up with a method of invoking Haoran Qi with a rune, and received excellent results.

As a disciple of the master and son, the students on the second floor of the academy, even if they are seen through by the world, they probably won't face the end of death and disrepute immediately, but what if other beings see it?

On the futon deep in the cave, Ning Que looked at the two breaths between his hands, and thought silently for a long time, although the expression on his face was still calm, his heart was a little panicked.

Sang Sang didn't know when he walked back to the cave from the grass hut by the cliff, looking for a dry and quiet place, opened the cover, and was already asleep, Ning Que walked in front of her, quietly looked at her slightly dark little face, looked at it for a long time, and then reached out to tuck the corner of the quilt, turned around and went deeper into the cliff cave.

These days, his mind has been on solving the problem, and he didn't care much about the cliff cave in the living room, and his thoughts were a little disordered at this time, so he simply put aside these troubles and walked around.

The cliff cave is not big, there is a mouth about two people high on the side of the cliff, there is a space of about ten steps in the circle, the cave wall is not smooth, there is no craggy rock, there is no peculiarity, and then go deeper, there is an oblique long cave on the left and right.

These two caves are a bit narrow, and they can only be reached after a dozen steps, and the deepest part is all hard granite, and there is no possibility of continuing forward.

Ning Que held the oil lamp and looked at the cave wall, only to see that there were countless fine cut lines on the stone wall, which may have been formed naturally, but it looked more like it had been cut by sharp metal objects.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

In the depths of the Heavenly Forsaken Mountain Range at the extreme north end of the wasteland, in the abandoned Demon Sect Mountain Gate Palace, he had seen the mottled sword marks left by the little uncle on the bluestone wall there, and it was precisely by relying on those sword marks that he comprehended the true meaning of Haoran Qi, inherited the mantle of the little uncle, and then could defeat the terrible Master Lotus Sheng.

He thought that Uncle Xiao had been imprisoned by the teacher for three years, and he didn't come to visit him with his classmates, let alone Sangsang, and he was afraid that he would die of bitterness.

If these two narrow holes were also left by Uncle Xiao back then, would these seemingly knife-cut and axe-chisel traces be like the mottled sword marks in the Demon Sect's mountain gate, containing some aura and implying some meaning?

Ning Que held the oil lamp and stood between the cuts on the wall, his mood gradually becoming excited.

He went and fetched a stick, held the oil lamp in front of the entrance to the narrow cave, and by the dim light began to look earnestly at the cuts on the stone wall like the fine lines of the lake.

Whether the idea is correct or not, you should always give it a try.

He looked at it for a long time, and did not see any hidden breath in these cuts, nor did he find any pattern in these lines, but he still did not give up, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hands and put them on the wall, slowly caressing the stone wall, feeling the rough undulation feeling coming from the palm of his hand.

He touched the bottom of the cave from the mouth of the cave, from the feet to the top of his head, did not let go of a single cut, did not miss a single area, this touch was the whole night, the night outside the cave was gradually replaced by a pale blue skylight, his face was full of tiredness, but there was no sign of discouragement.

(The next chapter will be available by half-past twelve.) (To be continued)