Chapter Eighty-Three: Above the Long River, Under the Dusk (Subscribe Only!) )
The Great Sun fell towards the West Mountain.
Xichuan City is one of the cities with the strongest martial arts atmosphere in the entire Bashu Province.
The market here supplies food twice a day, ensuring that every warrior has fresh meat and vegetables to enjoy.
The snow-white figure swept past the vegetable market, and the mud and moisture on the ground were unstained, as if the stains of the whole world were avoiding him, and he did not dare to stain it in the slightest.
So perfect, so flawless.
It seems to descend from the heavenly palace, and the immortals who are not stained with the smoke and dust of the world walk in the downtown area.
Pedestrians are in a hurry.
Passers-by carry plastic bags and bargain fiercely in front of the stalls in the wet market.
Snow-white figures swept past them, but no one stopped.
Under the reflection of their children's holes, there is only a lively vegetable market, without a trace of snow white.
"Auntie, bring me two fresh pork kidneys."
The warm voice sounded in the heart of the grocery shopping aunt, and she turned around reluctantly, but saw that in front of the stall, there was a handsome young man at some point.
She swore that even those stars on TV were less than one-ten-thousandth of the people in front of her.
"Okay, okay, come right away."
The young man's voice sounded in her heart, with an incomparably cordial touch.
It seems to be the mountain breeze that accompanies you all your life, and the bright moon overhead.
"Young man, these are just arriving, but they're fresh."
She hurriedly put the two pork loins on the electronic scale.
"It's 21.4 in total, you can give 20."
The young man took out his wallet and took out two twenty bills from it and put them on the stall.
When the aunt reached out for the money, the young man went to lift the plastic bag containing the pig's loin.
As soon as his fingers touched, the young man suddenly withdrew his hand.
"What's the matter, lad?"
"It's okay, auntie." Seeing the grocery shopping aunt, the young man smiled and shook his head.
"I accidentally slipped my hand just now."
As he spoke, the young man reached out again to lift the plastic bag.
And on the ground where his fingers had just touched, the water stains of the plastic bag were frozen into shining ice crystals.
If there were a warrior with meticulous eyes here at this moment, he would find that the plastic bag was just suspended above the young man's finger, and there was an almost imperceptible gap between the two.
Not only the plastic bags, but even the young man's feet were separated from the ground by an almost invisible gap.
Youth do not walk on the ground at all, but float.
"This money is still cold, how does it feel like taking it out of the refrigerator."
In the hot summer, the banknotes in your hands are extremely cold.
She looked up, only to find that the conspicuous snow-white figure in the vegetable market had disappeared.
"Hey, did you see that handsome guy just now, the one who is more handsome than the star?"
"Young man? Where's the young man? The vegetable vendor at the stall next to him looked puzzled.
"It's the one who bought groceries from me just now."
"Grocery shopping? Two old men came here not long ago? You're caught in the sun. ”
Suddenly, the grocery shopping aunt was shocked, and remembered the two cold bills in her hand.
The cold hairs on her back stood on end, and she quickly opened her wallet.
"Whew—" She let out a sigh of relief.
"Scared me."
The money in the wallet is still money, and it has not become a dark coin.
"Such a handsome young man, even if he is not a human, he should be an immortal."
Riverside villas.
A snow-white figure appeared out of thin air.
Feeling the huge consumption of spiritual power, the young man raised his eyebrows.
The feeling of the nearness of heaven and earth made it easy for him to judge that the sun's rays had undergone extremely subtle changes.
Time flowed.
"Sure enough, if you want to take the matter with you, you can't achieve the effect of teleportation, and time will still be lost.
"After all, something with mass cannot exceed the speed of light."
He pushed the door open.
In the kitchen, another young man in white was holding a fast boy and holding a sea pepper in the pickle jar.
It's another Li Changqing.
"Coming back?" Glancing at the perfect white dress at the door.
Li Changqing pointed to the kitchen counter.
"Put the stuff away."
The pig's loin slowly landed on the table under the impetus of the telekinetic force.
Immediately, the perfect white clothes disappeared abruptly.
reappeared, already entrenched in Li Changqing's spiritual platform.
In the kitchen, the corners of Li Changqing's mouth were outlined.
"It's a good feeling to be out of your body."
Since breaking through the median five-star, the internal organs in his will body have been shaped.
From then on, the Yin God can move freely from the body.
The fugue is too empty, which is the most basic characteristic of the Yin God.
True faster-than-light movement.
Without carrying any substance through the power of telekinesis.
Yin Spirits can appear anywhere the mind goes, and the time interval between disappearance and appearance is zero.
Theoretically, the speed of the Yin God is truly infinite.
In the same way, the Yin God cannot touch any real matter, and the only way to do it is through telekinesis.
Including Li Changqing's grocery shopping and walking just now, they all relied on the power of mind.
Mental dynamics through mental intervention in reality.
It is the only way for the Yin God to interact with reality.
"Mental power is the symbol of the median three-star, but until the median martial artist reaches the peak of spiritual power, or even becomes a high-level martial artist."
"None of them seem to have condensed anything like a yin god."
Li Changqing had a feeling.
The path of the warriors of this world is wrong.
First of all, after the lower realm reached the peak, the qi and blood could not increase.
Now that it is the median realm, after the cultivation is complete, they can't condense the Yin God.
As a result, the power of telekinesis directly becomes a waste ability.
Li Changqing was extremely suspicious that the generation of mental power represented spiritual intervention in reality, which was originally a foreshadowing for the condensation of the Yin God.
And the 360 points of the Great Zhou Tian, the nine stars of the Dao Palace, should also be opened by martial artists.
The Qiangong alone is able to dominate yin and yang, transforming qi, blood and spiritual power.
This kind of ability, for martial artists who want to break through to the upper stage, is simply a cheating.
It is unimaginable that the other eight Dao Palace Nine Stars still have the ability to defy the sky.
"Could it be that this is all a compromise to pave the way for the ascension of psionic energy?"
"Why?"
Whether it's the Dao Palace Nine Stars or the Yin God.
The improvement of the ability of the martial artist is completely qualitative.
The Yin God can completely break away from the shackles of the physical body, and Li Changqing's spiritual power is now a median five-star.
The range of activity of the Yin God cannot exceed five kilometers within a radius of the physical body.
And once it is transformed into spirit through qi and blood.
The Yin God's range of activity will be greatly increased, and it is conceivable that when he reaches the peak of the middle position, he will even break through to the upper realm.
The Yin God may no longer have any limits, and he will be able to travel the universe.
Such a trait is enough to drive anyone crazy.
The ability to move faster than the speed of light gave Li Changqing a hunch that there was a great probability that his future self would have the possibility of crossing the star field.
But even now, after mastering the Yin God, Li Changqing's ability has changed by leaps and bounds.
The complete realm of the unity of heaven and man, the Qiangong that can transform qi and blood into spirit, has endowed Li Changqing's Yin God, which is not inferior to the ontology, or even superior combat ability.
The Yin God has no physical defects, and it is completely compensated for by the Qiangong that can transform Yin and Yang, and in the same way, the great advantage of the Yin God not being shackled by the physical body can be perfectly played.
At least one thing is certain.
Now Li Changqing has no way to fly away and change his appearance.
The Yin God wants to go, at least at the middle martial artist stage.
No one can intercept it.
"This kind of ability should be the true manifestation of martial arts, not as a vassal of spiritual energy ascension."
The mood gradually became better.
Li Changqing picked up the plastic bag on the table and crushed the ice crystals with his fingers.
The only bad thing about the Yin God is that it needs to be restrained at any time because of the concretization of spiritual power, and the huge Yin and Cold Qi in the body.
For ordinary people, such an aura is enough to kill.
Take out two pork loins and wash them, he thought about it.
The Pure Yang Sword behind him emitted a rebellious sword roar.
"Forget it." Li Changqing shook his head, took out a kitchen knife, and cracked the pork loin in half along the central groove.
Tear off the grease film from the surface by hand and cut off the fuchsia bumps in the middle with a knife.
Those are waist sass, and if you don't remove them, it will greatly affect the taste and appearance.
The most critical step in making cold salad is the knife work.
The slices should be complete, light and thin, and not broken.
But for him, who is a master of swordsmanship, it's a little meaning.
Brush brush brush.
The light of the knife emerges, even if it is cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife, it is so pleasing to the eye.
Slice the kidneys into evenly sized slices.
Next up is the top priority, go fishy!
Although I bought fresh pork kidney, it still has a strong visceral smell.
And cold salad is the most taboo smell.
The fishy smell of pork loin, many people are difficult to remove even if they put green onions and ginger together.
Just because of one thing, they didn't clean the blood in the pork loin, and boiled it directly in the pot, or fried it.
As soon as the high temperature was gone, the blood was instantly sealed in it, and it was directly declared defeat.
And this step, the most critical,
It's salt!
Li Changqing first washed the cut waist slices to ensure that there was no blood on the surface, and then drained the water.
He grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it directly into it, and began to rub it.
A high concentration of salt covered the surface, and immediately, the blood inside the waist piece began to seep out and be absorbed by the salt.
As Li Changqing rubbed it with his hands, he finally completely drained the blood inside the waist piece.
Wash off the salt mixed with the smelly blood water with clean water, boil the water, add green onion and ginger, and high-concentration white wine to remove the smell.
Lower into the waist piece.
This step should grasp the heat, wait for the waist piece to almost change color, and then wait for a while to take it out.
The better the knife work, the thinner the waist piece, the more blood will be salted out, and the shorter the blanching time.
The more tender and crispy the loin, the better it tastes.
At the end of the day, you have to get through the knife work.
Cold salad is relatively simple.
Only three spices are needed.
A large amount of coriander, hand-ground sesame oil, and a pickled sea pepper in the pickle jar of Laorong City, do not take more, one cut into small pieces is enough.
Add salt to the right amount at the end.
The fragrant sesame aroma wraps the crispy loin slices, mixed with a large amount of coriander.
The sesame aroma of sesame oil, combined with the fragrance of coriander, is finally slightly spicy with some sea peppers.
It's a perfect match.
Li Changqing raised his head, the sun was gradually approaching Xishan, and it was already nearly six o'clock in the afternoon.
The dusk in Xichuan came very late, and the time should be just right.
At dusk, the sun and moon are in the sky.
……
On top of the long river.
During the day, he sat cross-legged in the center of the spout.
Under the rushing river, the ice surface is still as if it has taken root.
During the day, close your eyes.
"Will it come?"
He didn't know, but he only knew that he had to wait here.
In any case, he has to find out the true identity of the mysterious man.
Even if the victory is not martial.
Because, he also has a reason why he has to do it.
Even at the expense of his pride in the day.
Win big over small!