That night, after doing the daily breathing night class, Huang Chang thought about it, took something and walked out of the house, and came to the other end of the new courtyard, in front of Jin Rong's house. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info newcomer's courtyard is very large, divided into men and women, adding up to more than 200 rooms, but it has never been full, and these disciples in Tsing Yi can choose their favorite place to live at will. Most of the children chose to gather together when they came in, but Huang Chang liked to be quiet at first, so he chose a more remote place, and interestingly, Jin Rong was also - so the house where the two of them lived was quite far apart, and it took a while to arrive.

Before I entered the door, I heard a sobbing cry from inside, and when I went in, I saw that it was Jin Rong sitting on the floor in front of the bed crying sadly, and he didn't even notice that someone had walked into the room. However, he was a cultivator after all, and soon noticed Huang Chang standing at the door, and suddenly jumped up:

"What are you doing here, laughing at me?"

Huang Chang shook his head, he is not the kind of boring child, he didn't say anything superfluous in the martial arts arena, of course not at this time.

He just took something out of his bosom and handed it to the other party:

"I think you might need this at this time. ”

Jin Rong was stunned for a moment, and looked at Huang Chang's hand - it was a gourd that was not too big, although the mouth was plugged with a cork, he could still smell an attractive aroma of wine emanating from the mouth of the gourd. Alcohol is never served in the Zongmen canteen, but a kind of spiritual fruit can be collected on the mountain, which is very good for making wine. Disciples who have leisure will brew some by themselves, among which Huang Chang brews the best, Jin Rong has heard of it for a long time, but with his bad relationship with Huang Chang, of course, he has never enjoyed it.

At this time, he suddenly gave him such a gourd of fine wine, what did he mean?

Jin Rong looked up at Huang Chang, who had a faint smile on his face, but there was a faint glint in his eyes, as if to see his reaction. Jin Rong didn't want to accept it, but at this time, he suddenly became stubborn, snorted, snatched the wine gourd, opened the stopper and took a big sip.

"Good wine. ”

"Of course, it took me a lot of work. ”

Huang Chang took the opportunity to sit down beside him and said with a slight smile:

"Senior Brother Jin, I think we might be able to have a good chat with each other. ”

"There's nothing to talk about between us!"

Jin Rong rejected Huang Chang's kindness in one bite, but for the sake of the face of the wine gourd in his hand, he thought about it and added:

"Don't worry, I'm a Jin, I mean what I say: since I lose, I'll never bother you again, and I'll recognize you as a senior brother in this life! If you have any requirements in the future, as long as you don't go too far, I, Jin, will definitely admit it!"

Huang Chang laughed:

"Still not convinced?"

"Of course, if you're not ......"

Jin Rong stopped halfway through speaking, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, anyway, I'll admit defeat. ”

Huang Chang didn't let him go, but sneered:

"You know you can't say it? I can't use talismans? I can't use spells? Who prescribed it? One can be said to be negligence, twice can be said to be bad luck, and all three battles are north...... Senior Brother Jin, even if you still refuse to admit that you are not strong enough, what's the point of deceiving yourself?"

"You!"

Jin Rong threw down the wine gourd and jumped up angrily, his fists clenched, his teeth clenched, but Huang Chang looked at him without letting go, his fists in his hands were also clenched, and the meaning was very obvious-you still want to fight? I'm not afraid of you.

The two confronted each other for a moment, and finally Jin Rong gave in, he sighed and sat down again, shaking his head in frustration:

"Yes, I really can't match you. I'm just not convinced, you're a mortal ......"

"Senior Brother Jin!"

Huang Chang interrupted Jin Rong again and shook his finger gently:

"That's why you've failed—you've always treated me like a mortal. ”

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not! Don't forget, I have learned and practiced the tricks and Dao techniques you have learned and practiced in the sect just like you. And learn better than you do. I basically know your exercises and Taoism, your strengths and weaknesses, so what's so strange about losing to me?"

"Hah!"

Jin Rong sneered, at this time, he had completely forgotten what he said earlier, "There is nothing to talk about between us", but argued with Huang Chang wholeheartedly:

"But you haven't sensed the aura of heaven and earth until now, and you haven't even been able to refine the slightest bit of mana!"

"That's because I've encountered a bottleneck - every immortal cultivator will encounter a bottleneck sooner or later, it's just that I'm unlucky, I ran into it a little earlier, but will ordinary mortals encounter a bottleneck in immortal cultivation?"

Huang Chang said unhurriedly, and used Senior Brother Mu's enlightenment to him that day to deal with Jin Rong, who was really dumbfounded for a while, but Huang Chang smiled unhurriedly:

"Under the Fa Yuan, all are mortal fetuses of the flesh. Even Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Mu, and Senior Sister Chen are just mortals who can use spells. They had walked earlier on the immortal path of cultivating the Fa Yuan Dao Body, perhaps eight or ninety percent of the ten out of ten roads. As for me, I'm unlucky, and I'm still trying to climb this fairy road. But the gap between you and me is only one or two percent at best, and there is nothing impossible to defeat you. ”

Jin Rong was silent, although Huang Chang's analogy was not to be heard, it was very reasonable-when Senior Brother Lu Jiashan Lu repeatedly emphasized to them when he preached: Don't take the level of cultivation as the only criterion for judging victory or defeat, especially in the Qi refining stage. Because the monk himself is still a mortal body during the qi refining stage, he is easily injured, but there are many external forces that can be used: talismans, magic weapons, formations, elixirs, spirit beasts, ghost servants...... Even if it is a low-level qi refiner who has just stepped into the immortal gate, as long as he has a powerful killer weapon like this and can find a suitable opportunity to use it, even a high-level qi refiner who has reached the Great Perfection stage may capsize in the gutter and be killed by the other party.

And it is not uncommon for a low-level monk to be defeated by a mortal martial artist, because a martial artist can also use a relatively low-level talisman with his internal strength by virtue of his blood and energy, as long as he has the ability to get these things, he will not suffer much when facing a low-level qi refiner.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jin Rong finally stood up and arched his hand at Huang Chang solemnly:

"I've been taught! Then, I'm waiting for Senior Brother Huang for you to break the bottleneck as soon as possible, rush through this level, and refine your true mana, and ...... when the time comes."

"When the time comes, I'll be sure to convince you again. ”

Huang Chang smiled, and at the same time took the initiative to stretch out his hand to him, and Jin Rong snorted:

"Don't think!"

Although his tone was still very hard, Jin Rong's face finally showed a smile, and he also reached out to shake Huang Chang. Huang Chang could see that the smile was quite sincere, and he secretly breathed a long sigh in his heart.

Although Jin Rong is short-tempered and brave and ruthless, his personality is quite straightforward and honest, and everything is put on the surface, but he is not the kind of person who is cunning and has different hearts - after many tests by the sect, it is difficult for such traitors to stay in the mountains. As long as I really talk to him and the reason is clear, I believe that the relationship should be able to improve in the future.

After saluting and saying goodbye to Jin Rong, Huang Chang said goodbye and left, but when he walked out of the door, he was stunned - he saw Mu Ziqing sitting on the wall of the courtyard, smiling at him, obviously hearing the conversation he had just had with Jin Rong. Huang Chang was about to salute Senior Brother Mu, but when he saw the other party smiling and stretching out his hand to make a quiet gesture, he nodded at him again, and flew outside the courtyard wall silently.