Chapter 37 A Pillow of Yellow Sorghum Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies
Huangliang rice, it must be the fragrance of Huangliang rice!
When Shanbo was conscious, he confirmed that the source of this fragrance was the taste of the yellow sorghum rice that Yingtai had boiled for him before he entered the book mountain and the sea. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
If it weren't for this fragrance that has been nourishing the body, permeating the mind, nourishing the soul and thoughts, during the period of climbing the book mountain and learning the sea, Shanbo's body and literati body would definitely be even weaker, and it is difficult to say whether he can even complete this exploration of the secret realm.
It's not that Confucian students must be "powerless", although their bodies are strong enough after entering the product, but because of reading, writing, and learning, they often consume and overdraft their physical strength and spirit, resulting in a physical deficit.
Shanbo closed his eyes and took a few pleasant sips of the aroma of sorghum rice, supplementing the weakness from his soul, until there was a hungry chirp in his abdomen, and then he opened his eyes and saw that Yingtai was bringing the boiled sorghum rice to the table.
Feeling that Shanbo was awake, Yingtai turned around and looked at each other!
"Awake?"
Yingtai smiled slightly, came to Shanbo's bed, helped him up, and suddenly felt the pure six-grade aura emanating from his body, and couldn't help but be surprised:
"You, you,...... Actually promoted to the sixth grade?"
Then he murmured:
"Incredible, it's incredible, it seems that in the sea of books, you have received great benefits?!!"
So Shanbo sat on the Hu bed to rest, and at the same time told about the experience and harvest in the sea of books, Yingtai was very surprised when he heard it, and his eyes were full of wonder!
After Shanbo finished speaking, he also recovered some physical strength, and was able to move freely, so he got up and washed up slightly, and when he had dinner in Yingtai, he heard him say that he had slept for only an hour.
Looking at the bowl full of yellow rice, yellow and clear, thick and thick, exuding an extremely attractive fragrance, Shanbo couldn't help but salivate!
This fragrance, even if a person who is not hungry sees and smells it, he has to eat a big bowl, not to mention a person like Shanbo who has overdrawn his mind and body!
The two knelt down in front of the desk, each took a bowl of yellow rice, and began to eat breakfast.
As soon as he entered the mouth, Shanbo felt that the original full, hard and abnormally hard yellow sorghum rice, under the soaking of **, seemed to melt immediately, turning into a fragrant and sweet elixir jade liquid, a warm air flow along the lips and teeth through the throat, straight to the stomach, exuding warmth, slowly spreading to the body, filling the limbs and hundreds of remains.
The bones, muscles, and skin of the whole body immediately feel as if you have been soaked in a hot spring, which is extremely refreshing!
But the most eye-catching thing is that there is a large warm current, which enters the mind, and the mind gets this warm current, and the little thoughts like water immediately become crystal transparent, and miscellaneous thoughts, evil thoughts, evil thoughts, thoughts, evil thoughts, etc., burst and disappear like bubbles, without a trace.
This warm current surrounded the Wen Palace on the island of the marrow, filling the air, enveloping Shanbo's literati body and the silver treasure book above his head, all the way upward, straight to the sky on the sea of his mind.
By the time the bowl of rice bottomed out, Shanbo's body was already full of the energy of yellow rice, and he couldn't help but sit on his knees comfortably, quietly digesting the warm current that nourished his whole body.
Although both sorghum rice and ginseng can be turned into pure energy to replenish the body and invigorate the spirit, this feeling of satisfaction is different from ginseng!
Moreover, it is difficult to find thousand-year-old ginseng, and the yellow rice in Huangliang Dream Town can be mass-produced every year!
The effect of the two is a little different for Confucianism, ginseng mainly replenishes the body, can hang the life, and replenish the soul, while the yellow rice mainly replenishes the soul, the literati, and the body, but ......
Yingtai was thinking of this, but found that Shanbo had eaten three bowls of rice in a row, until the iron pot bottomed out, he put down the dishes and chopsticks unsatisfied, and sighed with satisfaction:
"This feeling is really fascinating!"
After eating and drinking, and completely absorbing the heat flow of yellow sorghum rice in the body, Shanbo's heart of Confucianism beats more powerfully, and Confucianism has also grown by more than six or seven times.
Shanbo's body and literati body are already full of energy, especially the literati body, not only has grown more than twice as tall, but also has radiant hair and skin, treasure light, introverted eyes and gentle momentum, but he has entered the realm of eight products.
It is said that the skeleton composed of "Zhou Yi" in the literati has entered the ninth grade, and this time, with the supplement of yellow rice, it will be directly promoted to the first grade.
As long as the muscles, bones, tendons, blood vessels, hair and skin, etc., have an entry product, such as muscles into the ninth grade, bones into the eighth grade, and other parts are outside the product, the literati body will be determined according to the eight grades, under the influence of this grade, the other parts of the literati body will also be slowly improved to the eighth grade!
It's really surprising that just three bowls of the best yellow rice have made Shanbo's literati get such a big benefit!
After absorbing Shanbo's literati, he returned to the Golden Building, and the Wen Palace flew up, drilled into the slowly closed silver treasure book, and continued to study and comprehend!
Shanbo was sighing, and suddenly saw Yingtai chewing slowly with rice, and couldn't help but look at him guiltily.
The two had a tacit understanding, Yingtai naturally knew his thoughts, and after eating the last bite, he chuckled and said:
"It's okay, I didn't have much for breakfast, one bowl is enough!"
"Huangliang rice, as the legend says, before the taste, only in taste better than ordinary rice, only after the taste, will taste its wonders, fortunately I am the first time to eat, the effect is greater. Not only has it nourished the deficit and weak soul, but even the physical overdraft has been greatly compensated!"
When Yingtai heard this, he asked with a smile:
"Yes, the legends that circulate in the family are indeed recorded in this way, and even the family can't share much of this kind of superb yellow rice, and it can't be done that all the children of the family can eat this rare thing, not to mention the wealthy and famous families, so few Confucian students with ordinary backgrounds can eat it. But what else do you know? Which family is in control of the rice?"
Samber thought for a moment, and said uncertainly:
"I have probably heard of this, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and Emperor Wang's spring heart trusts the cuckoo! The one who controls the production area of yellow rice is the now inconspicuous Zhuang Sheng's family. Guy Zhuang Sheng has a technique that requires his disciples to dream with yellow rice before they can practice, so this yellow rice is an excellent food to attract souls to dreams!"