Last year, there was a [guest star] who committed morning glory.

Morning Glory ......

Qi Wufu quietly digested the rich information of this sentence, and the fortune teller held his chin with one hand, and looked at the young Taoist in front of him with a smile, as if waiting for him to show his expectant look of surprise, but Qi Wufu always maintained a restrained look on his face, but his eyes were closed, as if he was contemplative.

It turned out that he went to heaven......

It turned out that the place where I meditated that day was the heavenly river.

No wonder the sun and moon are missing.

No wonder you can't see the stars when you look down.

It's no wonder that it took only a year of meditation to reach the realm of three talents.

Originally, one year of hard work, even if it was a day of non-stop meditation, was at most worth 12 years of work for an hour every day, and it was impossible to resist the 50 years of Qi practice determined by the teacher in any case, and reach the realm of three talents; But the practice of tuna is to swallow the sun and the moon, on the heavenly river, swallow the sun and the moon, and meditate for a day, which can be regarded as a hundred days.

But there is another question that comes to Qi Wufu's mind.

The air rotation is a handling air machine.

It will be somewhat depleted to its own foundation.

So up to one hour per day.

If you have more, it will hurt you.

After meditating for a year, according to normal logic, the foundation has already been damaged, the life treasure is broken, and you can only follow the path of the Yin God who cultivates your nature and does not cultivate your life, unless you ...... It was the food that was eaten that day, which was enough to satisfy the wear and tear of a year of meditation on the heavenly river.

The fortune teller seemed to know what Qi Wufu was thinking, and replied lazily, "What you ate is not right." ”

He pointed to Qi Wufu's body, his tone was quite envious, and said:

"The cow host is fierce, but with the water of [Jiukan], turning the three stars of [Luoyan], and cultivating [Tiantian], it is also his duty, among which there are spiritual things, which seem to be rice, but also meat, into the boiling water is rice, rising clouds are rain, golden black and jade rabbits are urged, can be obtained, the so-called [yellow buds] in the world is also."

"Yang moves and yin changes, and yellow buds gradually grow. The uneven five-leaf yellowing court. ”

"The pearl bud opens, releasing purple gold. The beginning of the knot [Shen Dan Grain], Qingguang Yu Taisheng. ”

"Calm and clear. The inside and outside are bright, and the law realm is mixed. ”

"The so-called [Rhubarb Garden], [Rhubarb Bud], and [Divine Pill Grain] in the world all refer to this thing."

"The best [immortal food] is the best thing to make up for the foundation, but it is also the most extravagant thing."

Qi Wufu said: "The most extravagant? ”

The fortune teller said, "Self is the most extravagant. ”

"This thing, it needs to be three hundred years of budding, three hundred years of growth, three hundred years of maturity, and it needs to be put for a hundred years to disperse the dryness before it can be entered.

"And you're alone, and you've eaten a full bucket and a liter!"

"And eating so much is just to help you make up for the foundation you lost when you fled seven years ago."

The fortune teller, who was always sloppy, looked at the young Taoist in front of him and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't help but smile and sigh:

"Even if it is into the water and into the rice, into the clouds into the rain."

"You can turn everything into rice, and there are fifteen catties of rice, how can you eat it?"

The young Taoist's face was slightly red, he sat up straight, put his palms on his laps, thought about it, and just replied:

"Because it's delicious......"

The fortune teller was dumbfounded, and then shook his head and said, "It's ...... It's a reason. ”

"You haven't eaten anything good."

"This kind of thing in the heavenly field absorbs the qi of the rotation of the sun and the moon, grows in the glow of the sunset, and needs to be watered with the water of the stars that circulate in the heavenly river, that is, you have enough patience to meditate for a year, if you don't have such patience, even if you eat more, most of the essence will disperse and leave, but it is just a waste."

However, he said, "Of course, in fact, the taste is the greatest use." ”

"For other effects, we have our own elixir to make up for them."

"It's just not that extravagant."

Qi Wu said confusedly: "Mr. recognizes Uncle Yun?" ”

The sloppy fortune teller sighed: "I know, I always know, otherwise he asked you to find me what to do?" ”

"It's just that I have some friendship with him, and he won't give me this yellow bud."

"You little calfnose, why did he give you food?!"

"And eat so much."

"Whose face is so big?"

"I didn't even eat it."

"You eat so much."

"If I eat a liter, he will hide it to death, like a thief who seems to have to guard against me."

"You've eaten a full bucket and a liter? Fifteen pounds! ”

"Could it be that you are a calf nose, you follow an old cow nose."

"He also has a cow, so it's good for your senses, right?"

"So, the next time I look for him, will he give me more to eat with two cows, a bull and a cow?"

The sloppy fortune teller kept muttering about why he let Qi Wufu eat so much and why he didn't give him it.

He raised his eyes to see that he was not confused, and swept his sleeves impatiently, and said:

"You should already know what you want to know, so I won't keep you, I'll wait here to see......"

"Wait until it's over tonight."

As he spoke, he raised his head, as Qi Wufu had seen when he came, calmly looking at the heavy rain clouds in the sky, his brows furrowed.

Qi Wu said confusedly: "Mr. met a guest yesterday, you have to calculate how much rain it has today." ”

The fortune teller said, "Yes." ”

"It's raining today, and it's about a centimeter and a half of rain from my calculations, and there are still six hours left today."

Qi Wufu said, "Sir, did you miscalculate?" ”

"Did I miscalculate?"

The fortune teller suddenly sighed, and only said lightly:

"He's wrong."

This typo seems to have a very heavy meaning.

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, just two sentences, Qi Wufu couldn't get a glimpse of the whole picture of the matter, and seeing that this fortune teller didn't seem to want to continue, he said goodbye and left, and understood in his heart why he was able to set foot in the level of [Sancaiquan] a year later.

Walking on the road, I felt that my spiritual energy, Yuan Shen, Yuan Qi, and Yuan Jing had all reached an extremely perfect state.

Lively and pure.

Rejoice in my heart.

Thinking of Yunqin's answer, his mind naturally moved, and he had walked into the [city] where the merchants of Zhongzhou Fucheng gathered, such as Zhongzhou Fucheng, these big cities, divide the city by fang and city, [fang] is the place where people live, and [city] is the place where goods are traded, and mixing is not allowed, plus there is a curfew every night, so there is a saying of [opening the market].

In the planning, the merchants who sell similar goods are gathered in one place, if you want to buy many similar things, you can do it all in one go, saving the traveling merchants effort, but if you buy many and miscellaneous things, you have to run a few more times, and the boy remembers that there are poems in his dreams. 'Horses are bought in the east, saddles in the west, bridles in the south, and whips in the north. That's it.

Maybe it's the New Year's Festival coming, and the city is full of people, and it's very lively.

There are sugar people, there are sugar gourds, on both sides are dwellings, some open the door to do business inside, and some set up small vendors within the scope allowed by the imperial court, starting from thousands of five hundred steps in the direction of the city tower, and spreading to the bridge, all of which are allowed to set up stalls, and when there is no curfew at night, they are always brightly lit and full of the breath of life.

Every day, the monks of the temples play iron signs or wooden fish to report the dawn through the door, and the Zhumen Bridge market will be opened.

Because in winter, the sky is still drowsy, and the restaurant lights more lamps and candles to sell, each serving is only 20 wen, and porridge and rice snacks.

There may also be people who sell facial cleanser and decoction of soup and tea medicine until dawn.

The breath of life is far from being comparable to the village, Qi Wufu looked at the people coming and going, as well as the children who were led by their parents, holding a candy man in their hands, a fairy who stepped on the clouds, or wearing various masks, the red dust was warm, the heart was relaxed, and the Yuan Shen turned much more slowly, and found a snack that sold pastries, someone came out to greet him, and said, "Does the little Taoist also want to eat some sugar?" ”

"What do you want?"

Qi Wufu saw that there were a variety of dim sum inside, and said gently:

"Ask for osmanthus cake and divide it into two portions."

Thinking of sending some to the elves in the mountains, and preparing the work quickly, when Qi Wufu took it, he suddenly noticed a strangeness, and his palm once again felt the moist breath that he had felt in front of the fortune teller's booth yesterday.

and a strange, watery smell.

It's him?

PS:

The poem is Qiu Chuji's real disciple, Yuan Chongzi's real person's "Nan Kezi Zhang Daoyi Asks Huang Ya"

The street vendors in the city are the notebook prose of the Song Dynasty Meng Yuanlao "Tokyo Menghualu, Volume 3"

It was put on the shelves at 12 o'clock in the morning, and everyone helped to support the first order.