Section 8 Life is worse than the pain of death
Wei XVII had a dream. In the dream, he went back to the old days, hiding alone in the attic study, quietly reading a book. Outside the window is the sundeck, wisteria and loofahs crawl all over the shelves, covering the scorching sun, and the eyes are full of coolness at a glance. The wind blew through the screens, stirring the pages and rattling. Reading books one by one, time seems to stand still in this moment, and only by immersing himself in other people's worlds can he forget about himself.
Then, when he woke up, he found himself still in someone else's world.
The body completely recovered to normal, the pain disappeared without a trace, Wei Qiqi took off his ragged coat, bare his upper body, and used a scimitar to shine on his back, only some abrasions that did not hurt the muscles and bones, skin trauma, nothing serious.
Wei Qiqi fixed his mind, and after thinking about it carefully, he vaguely felt that he had embarked on the right path of cultivation. For some reason, he couldn't absorb Yuehua directly, but the bear demon's body had been tempered by Yuehua for a long time, and it was full of vitality, although it was not much, it was enough for him to take a crucial step.
The cultivation of the beast skin fragment was extremely depleting, his stomach was empty, and the exuberant hunger came to him, and Wei Qiqi felt that his eyes were about to turn green. Do you want to continue eating bear meat? He hesitated, and the painful experience of last night made him afraid. He picked up his hunting fork and bow and arrows, intending to get some pheasants and hares to satisfy his hunger, before he took a few steps and turned back. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop, and if the bear meat is taken away by a beast, or rots before it is eaten, he will definitely regret his intestines.
Wei XVII cut down the branches of the trees and erected a simple elevated bridge, which was the practice of hunters in the mountains and forests to store their prey. Chop off the bear meat piece by piece, put it on the shelf, cover the branches to keep out the dust, and after working for a while, I was even more hungry. He swept away the smoking ashes, rekindled the bonfire, roasted five or six pieces of bear meat and ate them, and with a tragic mood and masochistic pleasure, he re-tasted the pain of life worse than death.
After fifteen hits, he heard a slight "cluck" again, like a heavenly sound, to save him from hell.
Day after day, repeating the same tempering every day, the pain gradually became a habit, became bearable, and the changes in the body were extremely obvious, Wei Qiqi felt that he was stronger than before, his muscles and bones were tough, his appetite increased sharply, he could swallow more than ten catties of bear meat in one meal, and the vitality in his body was like a violent tide, hitting the trunk more and more times, and the strength was getting bigger and bigger.
The old bear is fat, almost equivalent to two adult black bears, removing the skin, bones and internal organs, it also requires three or five hundred catties of meat, Rao is Wei Seventeen has an amazing appetite, and it took more than half a month to eat half of the flesh and blood.
Finally, one day, the trickle merged into the river and the sea, and after the continuous impact, the Lingtai acupoint on his back burst out silently, and the vitality poured in like a whirlpool, entrenched in it, and belonged to him.
Wei Qiqi couldn't help but open his arms, looked up to the sky and roared, and the vitality overflowed from the Lingtai acupoint again, refining the flesh and bones, and giving birth to vitality. With the trunk as a hammer, with the vitality as a drill, thousands of hammers, chiseled the first trick of the human body, he has a feeling of rebirth, this feeling, it's really good!
Keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon, Wei Qiqi decided to relax for a day, walk around, look at the sky, look at the clouds, blow the wind, and think about his thoughts. He wouldn't go far, the rest of the bear meat was his treasure, and he decided to continue his cultivation and dig the second trick as much as he could.
He wondered what it would be like if the two knots were connected.
Cultivation is addictive, but the greater the hope, the more loss, Wei Qiqi spent less than ten days, after eating the rest of the bear meat, the second trick point did not show the slightest sign of loosening, the only thing that is gratifying is that the Lingtai acupoint contains more and more vitality, as the muscles, bones, flesh and blood continue to be refined, the whole person has lost a few points, and has become strong and strong.
There is a brain in the skull, and there is marrow in the bones, but the bones are the places that are tempered the most by Yuehua, and they can't be split and smashed constantly, and the force is too strong, and the best horn scimitar collapses into two, leaving only a faint white mark on the bear bone, Wei Qiqi had to give up, bury the bear bone in the soil together with the bear skin, and make a mark, leaving it for another day.
The mountains and forests roared, the sunlight sprinkled on his face, Wei Qiqi patted away the dust, stretched his body, and ran towards the Black Pine Valley. His chest, abdomen, and limbs were full of strength, and he climbed over the mountains as if he were walking on flat ground, and he quickened his pace and rushed into the black pine valley like a whirlwind, his heart full of anticipation.
Before he found the old bear's lair, he held his breath, held his torch, and slowly walked in. It was a stone cave a little deep, and the firelight cast countless jumping shadows on the four walls, and there were leftover bones everywhere, just like an ordinary bear den, nothing special. He kicked through the scattered skeletons, searching inch by inch, and found a mutilated human skeleton in the deepest part of the cavern. A skull of Bai Sensen, a broken backbone, several arm bones and leg bones, was carefully stored in a stone nest.
Although he didn't gain anything, the human bone gave him some hints - I don't know what year, the old bear killed a human monk, drank blood and ate flesh, got a fragment of animal skin, and somehow cultivated and became a spirit.
The animal skin is clearly painted in the form of a human being, and every beast will cultivate according to it, but he can only gnaw bear meat, which is really unreasonable!
The good luck seemed to run out, and Wei Qiqi finally searched again, and left the bear den backwards. Staying away from the fishy shame, returning to the blue sky, and taking a deep breath, Wei Qiqi felt that it was a kind of enjoyment.
He patrolled alone in the Black Pine Valley, like an old bear patrolling his own territory, and stayed until late at night, when the moon rose in the east and the clear light illuminated the forest, Wei XVII jumped on the huge bluestone, looked up to the moon, and tried to swallow the moon.
After tossing all night, his jaw was about to dislocate, and nothing happened, which confirmed Wei Qiqi's guess in his heart, he belonged to the "vast majority of acquired turbidity" as Deng Shouyi said, and he could not directly absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and the old bear that became the food in his belly was a truly rare innate body.
If you want to continue to cultivate the method on the animal skin fragments, you can only rely on eating those monsters that have become essences, and a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: "Eating a demon bear can absorb vitality, if you change to a monk......" Wei Qiqi shuddered and shook his head vigorously, feeling that the matter of cannibalism was too limitless.
The east turned white again, a new day came, Wei Qiqi was a little worried about the green wolf, if it hadn't stolen the fragments of animal skins, he wouldn't have come to this point.
"Go and see the old man, I don't know how it hit the tree!" Wei Qiqi looked down at the dirt on his body, feeling itchy all over, he decided to find a pool of water before taking a good bath.