Chapter Twenty-Four: There is an immortal array at the Black Stone Slope

When I woke up in the morning, my body was indescribably comfortable, and the terrifying pain of last night was long gone, as if it was just an unreal dream. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a similar experience last time, Mo Qing was no longer so strange about this strange thing that happened to him, and he just danced around the room for a while to check the recovery of his meridians.

The result, of course, is pleasant.

Although he knew that his body had a strong ability to heal itself, Mo Qing still made up his mind not to let himself be injured easily.

This is not only because of the pain, but more importantly, he doesn't know if he will lose this ability to recover himself if he uses it too much.

Putting the Fu Jiang hanging on his arm on his shoulder, Mo Qing walked to the corner of the window on the front wall, reached out and held the black bamboo standing there, held it with both hands, and lifted the bamboo with a slight force with both arms.

After a few flips up, Mo Qing put it back in its place, but he didn't take his hand away.

Silent Movement Exercises, the little true qi that had only been cultivated in the dantian slowly ran along the meridians, and when it flowed to the palm of his hand, under Mo Qing's careful control, he paused slightly and then flowed into the ink-colored bamboo from his palm.

Mo Qing has studied this peculiar bamboo since he carried it back, and he was originally going to use it to make a suitable bow for himself. However, because he did not find a useful bowstring, and a series of events that happened later, the matter was slowed down.

Huang Laoxi, who has always known everything, also studied it carefully, but he didn't expect that Huang Laoxi, who has always known everything, also knew very little about this kind of bamboo, and patted and touched the blackened bamboo for a long time, only telling Mo Qing that this is a material that seems to be able to be used for refining, and there is nothing else valuable.

However, this result is also somewhat surprising.

Mo Qing didn't know much about the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but Huang Laoxie clearly knew that it was not as easy as he imagined to find some materials that could make magic weapons in the outside world, especially for casual cultivators with relatively low cultivation.

Therefore, Huang Laoxie told Mo Qing not to use this bamboo to make anything until he was sure whether he could cultivate, so as not to cause unnecessary losses.

The growth of spiritual creatures is much more demanding on the environment than ordinary plants.

The aura of the Moling Mountains was very thin as a whole, and it could even be described as barren, so when Huang Laoxie saw the black bamboo that was carried back by Mo Qing, he was very surprised.

In particular, I was more interested in the secret valley hidden at the black stone slope, and I went to study it alone, but I didn't find anything except the black stones on the slope.

Standing at the entrance that Mo Qing said, he walked straight forward, and walked directly to the slope.

The faint true qi passed into the bamboo body along Mo Qing's hand, maybe it was really like Huang Lao's heresy, this black bamboo was a material that could be practiced, and the true qi flowed in it, Mo Qing didn't feel a trace of blockage, it was as if it was flowing in his own body.

The surface of the bamboo glowed with a faint black light under Mo Qing's movements, although it was not thick, but it was very deep.

With the continuous injection of true qi, Mo Qing felt that the weight of the bamboo had become lighter, and with a slight lift of his hand, he didn't feel that it didn't take much effort, and picked up the bamboo weighing hundreds of catties with one hand.

But he didn't dare to go too high, otherwise there would be an extra hole in the roof to look at the stars.

After playing with the bamboo in his hand for a while, Mo Qing put it down and put it back in the corner of the wall.

It's not because I feel tired, but because the mana in my body is too little to supply this kind of consumption for a long time, and the effort just now has completely consumed the true qi that has been gathered in the dantian.

A feeling of weakness came from within his body, making him feel that his whole person was not good.

However, Mo Qing didn't have too much to worry about, because Huang Laoxie told him about this situation a few days ago, it was just that the mana was consumed too much, and he could make up for these losses after a while of cultivation.

Replenishing the consumed mana is much faster than raising the realm upwards, if the ascending realm is compared to digging a pit with aura on a hard piece of land, then replenishing mana is to fill the dug pit with water, which is difficult and easy can be easily obtained.

After breakfast, Mo Qing walked to Peach Blossom Valley with Uncle Mo Lun and Aunt Li.

I don't know when the snow began to fall again, and although it didn't fall much, it still discouraged many people from going out.

Go outside to see the gray sky, and stand in the snow nest to suffer, how can you lie comfortably in the bed. A fool will let go of a good life and not get cold outside.

This is the most real idea of the peasants, who are working all year round, working day and night for the food in their mouths and the clothes on their bodies.

Stepping on the thick snow, several people came to the Peach Blossom Valley.

Peach Blossom Valley has long become a world covered in silver, and the peach trees are covered with a layer of white snowflakes, which are set off by black branches, black and white, like a huge ink painting, which looks unique.

Huang Laoxie got up a little late today, and he had just cleaned up when Uncle Mo Lun and the others arrived. His eyes were red, and he didn't look like he had slept well.

Mo Qing asked two questions with concern, but they were all taken by Huang Yaoshi lightly. Uncle Merlun didn't care too much about them, who hasn't had a time of insomnia.

After saying a few words, Aunt Li went to the kitchen to get food for Huang Yaoshi, who had not eaten.

Huang Yaoshi's medical skills are good, but his cooking skills are far worse, that is, he can barely swallow the rice when he cooks it.

It's right to think about it, when Huang Yaoshi was young, he was a talent who only read sage books, so he naturally stayed away from cooking, and later embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, and the job of cooking was even farther away from him.

"The most taboo thing when cultivating is to be disturbed, immersed in cultivation and suddenly awakened by external objects, which will affect the speed of cultivation, and at worst will leave dark wounds in the body, affecting the future path, and in serious cases, you will go mad, become a fool or lose your whole body cultivation.

If you happen to enter the deep level of enlightenment, the consequences of being disturbed will be even more cruel, and you will miss the opportunity you have dreamed of in vain. ”

After eating, Huang Laoxie touched his beard and said such a paragraph.

Today is a good day, the cold and snowflakes have blocked people in the house, and there is basically no one walking around in the small ink village, let alone outside the village, which is very suitable for going to the wild to explore some secrets that do not want to be discovered.

The black stones scattered all over the black stone slope had almost turned white at this time, and under the cover of heavy snow, they had lost their original strange and strange shapes, and they were quite bloated, without the slightest look.

But now, despite the cold wind and snow, a few people stood at the bottom of the slope and kept looking at them, and one of the middle-aged men also ran up to the slope, raised his strong and powerful feet, and kicked the black stones all over the slope.

The snow raised between the rolling stones drifted in the wind, and the three people flying down the slope were covered with their heads and faces.

The man tossing on the slope looked at the three snowmen who were glaring at him at the bottom of the slope, and then he touched his head and walked down the slope with a stupid face, ending his useless exploration and verification.

These people whose behavior doesn't seem to be very normal are none other than Uncle Mo Lun who came out of Huang Yaoshi's house.

Ever since Huang Yaoshi said about the serious consequences of being disturbed while cultivating, they had been thinking about how to find a place for Mo Qing to cultivate without being disturbed. After thinking about it, the mysterious valley of the Black Stone Slope that Mo Qing said was the most suitable.

The people of Mo Village have lived here for more than a hundred years, except for Mo Qing who discovered this valley by chance, no one even knew about its existence, if there was no danger inside, it was indeed an ideal place to cultivate.

Although Mo Qing's divine soul was much stronger than that of ordinary monks, the severe consequences of being disturbed by Huang Laoxie should not happen to him, but he still wanted to find a safe and hidden place to cultivate well.

In this way, at least you can explore boldly without worrying about being watched by the villagers and revealing your secrets.

The black stone slope is really magical, the outside is covered with snow, the slope is full of rocks, but the inside is as warm as spring.

The grass is green, a few green willows stand with smoke, the breeze blows, the willow gently shakes, and sends a good smell of grass and trees.

The scenery inside is mesmerizing, not to mention the fact that there are more than a dozen peach trees growing there.

Huang Laoxi, who has a special affection for peach trees, immediately liked it here.

Of course, the unsightly skeleton was completely burned to ashes by the firewood and grass that Uncle Merlun had found, and then covered it with dirt, which made the place even more charming.

Uncle Mo Lun's tossing and turning on the black stone slope just now was made because he couldn't stand this strong contrast after coming out.

Although Huang Laoxie clearly told him that this was due to the formation, he still couldn't understand why the beautiful valley that had existed a moment ago had turned into a black stone slope after taking a few steps outward.

Is this the magic of the Immortal Family's methods?