The ability to replace many methods naturally has its own unique features.

What is cultivation, the way of heaven is more than enough to make up for the deficiency, and the way of man is not enough to give more than enough.

What the Heavenly Dao seeks is a balance, a self-generated balance between the changes in the strength and weakness of yin and yang.

In the final analysis, cultivation is the path of strengthening oneself, using the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen one's body. The Tiangang and Earth Demons, the Thirty-six Tiangang, and the Seventy-two Earth Demons are essentially the essence of the condensation of the Heaven and Earth Vitality, and as long as they find a way, they can naturally be used to strengthen themselves.

However, after all, cultivation cannot rely on external objects alone, and after passing these two levels, it is Jindan.

The golden one is a strong and eternal thing, and the Dan one is a perfect and pure thing. Jin Dan is definitely not a so-called round and golden ball, but the nature of the original true spirit. This sex is called Taiji in Confucianism, Yuanjue in Interpretation, and Jindan in Taoism. Although the name is divided into three, it is actually one thing. Confucianism is holy, Buddha is Buddha, and Taoism is immortal.

The so-called Neidan cultivation is to treat the human body as a furnace, use the essence and qi in the body as medicine, and use the gods as fire to refine. The condensation of essence, qi and spirit can be said to be reborn into immortals.

As soon as Jin Dan is completed, it is truly different from the essence of mortals, and it is qualified to call himself an immortal, which is a pass on the path of cultivation and the induction of heaven and earth.

Sensing heaven and earth is to open the door of cultivation, and the achievement of Jindan is my life, not heaven.

However, since the Three Treasures of Essence and Qi are needed, the two steps of nature and condensation and refining are different, and cultivators need to polish their minds, so there are often many people who devote themselves to the world, and most of the immortal acts seen by the world are at this level.

And according to Chen Fusheng's own private estimates, that Su Zhengfeng may also be thrown into the court in order to condense the golden pill.

It's just that he has nothing to do with this Yan Chixia, they are both in the Criminal Department, and they are both cultivators, if the two have nothing to do with each other, Chen Fusheng will not believe it.

However, after glancing at Yan Chixia, Chen Fusheng was a little relieved, Yan Chixia was a righteous person at first glance, since he did not fight with that monster in this Lanruo Temple, but stood here well, it seems that the monster is not extremely vicious, and he has an unformed tacit understanding with Yan Chixia, and his danger is naturally greatly reduced.

And maybe you can also find out Su Zhengfeng's news from Yan Chixia, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

However, there is no need to rush this matter, otherwise it may be self-defeating.

Thinking of this, Chen Fusheng calmed down, pulled He Xiangjun and quietly retreated to the side of the main hall, silently carrying the Xuantong chapter, covering up his own breath, or watching from the sidelines.

In less than half an hour, it changed again.

Hearing the noise outside the temple, Zhang Wenqing stood up, put his fingers on his waist, and looked at Xiong Batian, "Batian, go out and have a look." Without waiting for Xiong Batian to get up, he added, "Take the guy with you, be careful." ”

"Got it, don't worry, senior brother, what can happen in this kind of ghost weather. Having said that, Xiong Batian still picked up a ghost-headed knife from the ground, pulled a knife flower in the air, and walked towards the temple gate with a cat body, leaning against the wall.

"Senior brother, that ......" It didn't take long for Xiong Batian to turn back, but this time it was much more upright, but it seemed that he was a little uncertain, and he didn't even take care of his soaked clothes, and when he opened his mouth, he was also spitting.

"What's the matter, don't say it soon. Zhang Wenqing hated that iron could not become steel, so he stretched out his hand and patted the other party's face, already using a soft energy.

With a "snap", with a five-finger red mark, Xiongbatian suddenly came to his senses, looked left and right, and lowered his voice, "Senior brother, it's hard to talk about this outside matter." ”

"What's so hard to say?" his other senior brother had already come over and asked in a deep voice.

Fortunately, this time there was no need for Xiong Batian, explained, and as soon as his words fell, another team of people walked in.

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded one after another, and it turned out that among the people who came in, there were many beautiful girls of the right age, but most of the clothes were exposed and fragrant, not like a good family, and these clothes had long been wet by the rain, and they were tightly attached to the body, as if transparent.

Zhang Wenqing was well-informed and knew the origin of the visitors at a glance.

"These people should all be dusty women. He lowered his voice and said to the two juniors.

It turns out that most men in this world like the new and hate the old, especially the prostitutes in the Qinglou.

If the Qinglou are allowed to replace a batch every three or two years, people will naturally not spend such a large amount of money.

Therefore, the bustards came up with the idea, and their counterparts in other places communicated with some of their girls from time to time to meet the tastes of the benefactors, and the natural wealth was rolling, as for not doing it locally, first, those regulars did not always go to one, maybe they had already seen it, of course, more importantly, everyone was in one place to eat, they were all competitors, how could they make money for each other?

"That relationship is good, in this barren mountain and wild temple, with the sky as a quilt, and the ground as a bed, isn't it a great good thing?" Hearing the origin of the other party, Xiong Batian's eyes showed a fine light, and he smiled.

"Fart!" Zhang Wenqing, who has always been elegant, scolded angrily, arched his hand to the people who looked left and right, apologized, and then continued to lower his voice, "If you want a woman, when can't you have it, now we are out of the house, and it is a barren mountain and wild temple, put away your crotch and your things for me, don't make trouble, when you get to the city, I will wrap you for three days and three nights, go with you to play, tonight, be careful, don't capsize in this gutter." ”

"Got it, big brother. Being scolded by him, Xiong Batian suddenly came to his senses, he had also been in the rivers and lakes for a few years, so he naturally knew when to do something, and responded in unison with another senior brother.

Compared with the three of them, the performance of the others is not satisfactory, the older ones are fine, those young people are the age of knowing lust and Mu Shaoai, and their two eyes have long been nailed to the delicate bodies of those girls.

At this time, a man with a roe deer and a rat came over among the visitors, nodded his head, hugged his fists and turned around, and then spoke: "Our girls will stay here for the night, don't disturb your gentlemen?"

Of course, this is just a polite gesture to show respect for the ancestors, and since they are not masters, of course, there is no need to ask for the consent of these people in front of them.

"Don't bother, don't bother. The young men among the passengers hurriedly spoke, "The girls are delicate and frail, so let's go to the apse to rest, and if you need help cleaning up, just tell us." ”