Chapter 57: There is no cave
When Luo Chen woke up, he saw Bai Fei's two little paws moving around his face at first glance, and he was quite angry to get up, he directly slapped Bai Fei away, and stood up with the back of his head in a faint pain and looked around.
Bai Fei glanced at Luo Chen viciously, very annoyed in his heart. Lao Tzu kindly woke you up, and you will take revenge? Good guy has to treat you next time, the tiger doesn't threaten you, I am a sick cat?
This is a carefully renovated cave, and directly opposite Luo Chen is a portrait. Looking at the material and color spots, it is estimated that the era is very old, at least a few thousand years ago. However, the demeanor and torso of the characters are vividly depicted, and they can still be appreciated with relish after today, which shows that the painter's skills are also strong.
Below the portrait is a wooden table with objects about calligraphy on display. Luo Chen gently stroked the wood with his hand, and smelled it carefully, there was still the smell of sandalwood, which must be sandalwood. On the southeast corner of the table is engraved a seven-character poem:
Ethereal Kyushu is empty of hatred, and there is no reason for people in the world.
For thousands of years, if you have a deep thought, you will give two new candles to the old treasures.
The northeast Xuantian is three delusional, and the southwest is stormy and five fierce.
When you come, the seven souls and six spirits recognize, and you will pay attention to the warmth of the spring when you return to the year.
Luo Chen read it carefully, although he couldn't understand the meaning of the content recorded on it, but it was catchy to read, fifty-six words integrated the numbers from one to nine, it seems that the writing can be done! It stands to reason that it should be written on the sandalwood with a small brush, and then lightly stroked with a small carving knife, this is also a technical job, and there is no flaw in the gap at all.
Open these things, the four treasures of the study pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete, and the fingers are gently dipped in the ink, which has not been dried so far, belonging to the remnants of old ink, and the quality is worthy of the name of the world.
The handwriting on the white linen paper should be an unknown ancient poem, and some rare words Luo Chen was confused, and from time to time he felt that his cultural level was really low.
On the left side of the sandalwood table is a bookshelf made of thousand-year-old wood, stuffed with many books, and there is an incense burner next to it. No wonder Luo Chen can smell a faint aroma, I see.
On the right is a simple bamboo bed, and there is no futon but a smooth piece of cyan can be seen. Luo Chen imagined that if he slept here, eighty percent of his sleep would not be stable, how could he sleep peacefully when he looked uneven at first glance?
The princess of the great country slept on the folded swan feather sheets, and she would not be able to sleep at night because of a pea. Luo Chen's rough skin is not so exquisite, but ...... I can't sleep at this point.
He also dispelled the idea of using bamboo planks to make a bed, which was unrealistic and unrealistic.
Turning over the things on the wooden table, there was an ancient style poem that attracted Luo Chen's eyes:
The young are homeless, and the conscription is always urged. Arrogant and arrogant, it is bound to do something. During the war, the smoke of gunfire rose, and nine out of ten people went. The blood reflects the glory of the army, and the living for a long time follow. I was fortunate enough to enter the immortal journey and seek the way for thousands of years. The old man carried the remnant of the candle body, and asked about his homeland in a faint manner. God has mercy on me to find my home. The flowers are still in a thousand forms, and the moon is still cloudy and sunny. There are graves everywhere, and the withered grass is as tall as a man. In March, the snow was flying, and the cane looked at the ruins. Suddenly, my heart was like a wrench, and tears fell on my clothes.
This seems to be the only thing he can read, and after reading it, he took a deep breath and sighed about the life experience of this master. No matter what era war is inevitable, it is normal for families to be broken and their wives to be separated. But being able to live in this paradise can be regarded as the favor of the sky.
At this time, he suddenly noticed that there were a few jade slips behind the inkstone! Ordinary monks would use bamboo slips to record, and Luo Chen had never seen jade slips, this must be the first time!
Luo Chen grabbed all the jade slips with one hand, and happily jumped back to lie on the bamboo bed, and hurriedly put the jade slips on the center of his eyebrows excitedly.
It scared him a lot at the beginning.
Fu Molu!
Could this thing be a subduing demon?
He hurriedly changed to another jade slip and pasted it, and almost got up in horror.
Downgrading!
Good guy, could this be the right path and the devil's way to eat? At first glance, this set of exercises looks my God, it's so domineering! This is simply amazing!
With excitement in his heart, he carefully read the words inside.
I don't know if I don't read it, and I'm scared when I read it. These two sets of exercises together are really powerful, this is not a righteous path, nor does it belong to the demon path!
Fu Demon Lu is probably a spell that will study how to refine the demon seed and be able to freely control the demon path, but the source is the internal force of the demon, which directly replaces the demon qi. This is also the case with the Positive Record, but the former is more troublesome and the latter is relatively simple, just turn the True Qi into a positive internal force.
Isn't it a godsend that the two can coexist?
But Luo Chen, a monk who has both the demon seed and the true qi, is very happy, it turns out that the righteous path and the demon path can be cultivated at the same time, huh, dominating the cultivation of the true continent starts from the subduing demons and descending the true record!
Internal force is stored in the dantian, which can be used directly if necessary, and filled and converted into true qi or demonic qi. When you think about it, it's a bit like ...... Others spell spells with me, I fight durability directly with him haha, this domineering exercise can be, I like it!
So Luo Chen began to study according to these two sets of exercises, and the general part was the same, but the only difference was that the Demon Record was to plant the demon seed first and then refine it, and the Lower Truth Record had to concentrate and suppress all the true qi.
He now has both demon seed and true qi...... First refine the demon seed according to the above formula.
"The five elements are mutually exclusive, and the stars are shifting. A single breath, the veins are clear......"
Urging the cultivation and refining of the demon seed in the body, gradually the demon seed loosened a little, and it was roughly possible to detect the occurrence of cracks. Why is there always a feeling of a chick breaking out of a shell! Something is wrong.
"Scatter your heart to extinguish the fire, stop the water and play music......"
At this time, Luo Chen felt that there was a powerful force slowly pouring out of his body, this is the hidden potential of the demon seed, and he must not be distracted! If he is distracted, he will have to go mad!
"The smoke is everywhere, and the essence and blood are urging ......"
He spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated in the demon seed, but he did not operate the true qi, and the whole person would definitely collapse as soon as it was operated. The incompatibility between good and evil is the truth that has existed since the beginning of the world.
With a piercing scream, Luo Chen collapsed on the bamboo bed, and the whole person did not move.
Bai Fei glanced at it lightly, and then complained in his heart: It's better to die, so that you can take revenge.