Chapter 8: Dinner

"It's time to eat," Shi Sheng greeted, and everyone walked back from outside the woods, gathering in groups of three or five to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 The atmosphere in the info field suddenly became lively, and the air was filled with the smell of barbecue.

Perhaps because of the close age, Qiu Zhe and Shi Sheng can talk very well. When eating, sit across from each other. Although both of them are dull personalities, they can still say a few words when they get together.

When he had nothing to do, Shi Sheng often was alone in a daze, looking at the moon in the sky. I don't know why, Qiu Zhe always felt that this young man of the same age as himself had an inexplicable melancholy temperament. When he sees each other, he thinks of his cat named Amber.

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing," Shi Sheng turned his head and looked into Qiu Zhe's eyes, "You're from outside, I've always heard people say that it's beautiful and fun there, isn't it true?"

"It's okay," Qiu Zhe knew that Shi Sheng had been living in the mountains, and when he said outside, he naturally meant the flower world outside. Qiu Zhe thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not so funny, he originally wanted to say, "That's it, it's not interesting", but the words came to his lips and took them back, and the words that came out became: "It's fun, it's very exciting." ”

In the end, where is it wonderful and what is the wonderful method, he can't say a word, so he has to use this kind of boiled water like a clichΓ© to describe it.

"I heard that the lights don't go out at night, just like during the day?"

"Yes. ”

"If the animals don't eat grass, they can run if they are fed oil?"

"That's called a car. ”

"Oh, yes, that's the name. Shi Sheng was silent for a moment after speaking, and suddenly said: "I want to go and see the world." ”

"Very good," Qiu Zhe agreed: "If you come out one day, you can come to Jiangdong to find me and invite you to dinner." ”

"Okay!" Shi Sheng nodded, a rare expression on his face showed a vivid expression, which surprised Qiu Zhe, he always thought that Shi Sheng was suffering from some kind of neurological defect, and his face was always a sullen expression, as if all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows could not be invisible.

Just under the hillside opposite them, Xie Youde took out the gourd he carried with him, poured two glasses of wine, and Chen Santai shared a glass, and tasted the rabbit leg meat slowly. Although both of them were disciples of the Maoshan faction, it was the first time they met, and they were very close to each other.

Maoshan Dao can be said to be the most influential Taoist sect in Middle Earth, although since the Song Dynasty, the scale and influence of this Taoist sect have been declining, and its status is far less than that of Zhengyi and Quanzhen, but among the people, the mass base of this sect can be said to be deep-rooted.

First, because Maoshan Road has a long history and profound inheritance, especially the Taoist skills taught are all-encompassing, including practical means such as drilling mountains, piercing walls, stealth, and blinding, so it is very popular with the people, but secondly, it is influenced by folklore, especially after entering the modern era, the image of many Maoshan Taoist priests in film and television dramas has been circulated, making this sect deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and far more well-known than its peers.

Despite its fame, in fact, the real Maoshan Sect has long ceased to exist, and the Maoshan Taoists scattered all over the world today can basically only be regarded as branches, and there are countless deceitful and famous-stealing people hiding among them, swaggering and deceiving under the banner of Maoshan Dao.

"The world is getting more and more restless. Xie Youde drank a glass of wine, and suddenly said thoughtlessly.

"yes. Chen Santai responded, he is actually the same as Shi Sheng, he is a person who rarely speaks, and he always echoes other people's opinions, which may be one of the reasons why Xie Youde can talk to him.

An old fritter and talker, as he gets older, he feels at a loss in the face of the rise of the new generation of young people. He found that the experiences and lessons he had always been proud of were unattractive to these juniors who did not know the height of the sky, and he had a feeling of being abandoned by the times. It is rare to find a pair of good ears that are willing to listen and not question, and of course it will produce a feeling of confidant.

"Look at those guys," Xie Youde pointed to Wei Bi and Xiao Ranran's group of people, and tried to lower his voice as much as possible: "It's completely incomparable to our past." ”

"Hmm. Chen Santai looked at his fingers and nodded a little stiffly.

Compared with Xiao Se, the two old fritters, Xiao Ran and Wei Bi's group of young people had a much happier dinner. When the wine was hot, they talked about their proud deeds in the past one by one, and the atmosphere was very warm.

"I'm ashamed to say that the younger brother was careless at the time and almost shot the zombie to death, but fortunately, a few Luo family brothers helped in time," Wei Bi said halfway, suddenly got up and walked to the side of the Luo family brothers: "I salute the two Luo brothers with a cup." ”

Luo Zhenglong and Luo Zhenghu also stood up and raised their glasses: "Senior Brother Wei is polite!"

Waiting for Wei Bi to walk away, Qiu Zhe patted Luo Zhenglong's shoulder with some curiosity: "Why are you still familiar with him?"

"I can't talk about it," Luo Zhenglong said, "It's just a coincidence." Speaking of which, it was three years ago, when at the junction of Hedong Province and Xichuan Province, two bronze corpses appeared, killing people everywhere and drinking blood, causing a lot of uproar. Later, the six major factions in Hedong organized people to encircle and suppress them, and finally trapped the two zombies and burned them to death. Our brother also participated in the roundup at that time, and happened to save Wei Bi's life. This kid still has a heart, and he still talks about it. ”

"Bronze corpse?" Qiu Zhe was taken aback, the bronze corpse is an extremely powerful breed among zombies, if it is distinguished according to the cultivation realm, it is already equivalent to the cultivation of the Daomen Law Interpretation Realm, plus the unique supernatural powers of the zombies themselves, it is even more difficult to deal with.

"Yes, we couldn't believe it at the time, in this world now, it is rare to deceive corpses, and a few walking corpses and purple zombies can already be on the news by chance, who would have thought that such a powerful murderous thing would appear. It wasn't until we saw it that we were dispelled. ”

The sky gradually became dark, and after nightfall, the temperature on the mountain began to drop rapidly, and there was a faint chill.

"Spend the night in this valley tonight, and leave early tomorrow morning. Zhou Fanghe drank a few sips of hot water and said in a deep voice: "It's not too early, rest early." ”

No one objected to Zhou Fanghe's decision. The clouds and fog of the night are filled, and the darkness of the night lurks with unknown dangers, and it is very unwise to travel at this time.

Shi Sheng pressed the bonfire small, piled up the firewood he picked up little by little, and arranged it according to a certain structure, so that the bonfire could last longer. Zhou Fanghe is arranging a vigil. Two people work in shifts, and rotate up and down the night. Except for those on duty, who need to cheer up, everyone else can rest in peace.

Qiu Zhe participated in the vigil last night, so he has a bye today. He chose a position close to the valley mouth, meditated cross-legged facing the west, and began to cultivate the White Emperor Great Demon Divine Skill. The aura in the clouds and mist is rich, and cultivating any Dao method will get twice the result with half the effort. In the past few days, except for eating and traveling, Qiu Zhe has spent all his time practicing.

After contemplating and contemplating, he quickly entered a state of concentration, and forgot about everything for a while. The noise around him gradually became quiet, and all the hustle and bustle was far away from him.

It's like going back many years ago, when I was meditating with Master. The same night, the same quiet, even the smell in the air, the same.

The Great Demon Skill of the White Emperor is also known as the "Law of Tracing the Stream". The so-called White Emperor refers to the god of the West, who serves in the lungs of the body. There are clouds in ancient books: the god of the West said to harvest, when the exchange and Si Qiu, Gengxin belongs to gold, gold is prosperous in autumn, its color is white, so the autumn emperor is called the white emperor.

To cultivate this method, the first thing is to adopt the qi of Western Gengxin, and it is necessary to cultivate until the lung qi is complete and the form and spirit are one, so that the White Emperor Spirit Bead can be condensed. The White Emperor Spirit Bead is a complete one, and the energy in the body is endless, and it can be refined at will, gathered qi to form, and conjure up all kinds of killing weapons. For Qiu Zhe's current methods, whether it is a hundred-step flying sword or a purple fire qi soldier, they all have great bonuses.

In the haze, Qiu Zhe's cultivation gradually improved. The Gengxin qi that permeated the valley gathered in a group towards the direction where he was meditating, and was continuously absorbed by him through his skin, and after circulating in his body, it was transformed into the purest golden qi.

Everything happened imperceptibly to the naked eye, and if there was a person who had refined the Heavenly Eye to peep at the side at this moment, he could see that the golden qi on Qiu Zhe's body was as strong as copper juice that had melted, and it was almost about to condense into substance. His body continued to swallow Gengxin's qi, but the surrounding Gengxin's qi did not decrease, but because it was continuously replenished by the outside world, it had a tendency to grow.

However, everything can only end here, although Qiu Zhe collected a lot of Gengxin Qi, but the essence has not changed, although after the operation of the big and small Zhoutian, it has been converted into the purest golden qi, but it is still too far from refining into the White Emperor Spirit Bead.

The White Emperor is the golden energy of the West, and he is the sharpest. One is not good, and it is easy to hurt the lungs. Qiu Zhe had already suffered a few losses before, and naturally he didn't dare to ignore it at this time, the Blue Emperor Spirit Bead and the Black Emperor Spirit Bead that had already been refined had been running, and Yi Mu Qi and Ren Kui Qi were constantly growing, firmly protecting his lungs.

Unconsciously, Qiu Zhe's lungs had a feeling of swelling, accompanied by tingling pain. He knew that this was a critical juncture, so he gritted his teeth and held back.

With the eyes closed, the Yuan Shen looks inward, and can see the golden light in the heart, shining all over the body, from the top of the head to between the two breasts, turning in the sea of qi after twisting and turning in the heart, and then turning down to the spring on the soles of the feet, and then returning to the dantian, diverging out from the holes, and finally scattered around the body, such as a hundred rivers and seas.

The pain then dissipated, and Qiu Zhe's breathing became more even-toned and powerful. He knew that this was due to the growth of his lung qi, and it also meant that tonight's cultivation had begun to bear fruit, and he was slightly happy in his heart, and then he restrained his emotions and maintained a calm attitude of not being surprised.

Although it is like a deep sleep in the fixed realm, it is not ignorant of the movements of the outside world, and the senses have not lost their effect, but have only consciously converged, like a dormant beast, ready to choose people to devour at any time.

In this state, the five senses and six senses block the useless normal information, and turn a blind eye to many normal movements. Instead, the senses become sharper. If there is any unusual movement, it will be caught as soon as possible.

Qiu Zhe sat in the state of concentration for half the night, and the wind and waves were calm. Except for the occasional wolf howl from the distant mountain forest, there was no other movement.

After midnight, the temperature dropped a lot, and there was a vague feeling of an autumn night. Most of the others have rested, except for the blazing campfire in the middle, which constantly brings light and heat.

Qiu Zhe was naturally not afraid of the cold, and the pure yang vitality on his body surged, sweeping his limbs and hundreds of bones like a tide. The whole person is like soaking in a hot spring, and the warmth is very pleasant. The essence and blood in his body continued to turn into vitality, giving him the illusion that he was about to break through.

"Qiu Zhe, wake up. Suddenly hearing someone else's greeting, Qiu Zhe jumped out of the fixed realm, restrained his breath, opened his eyes and saw that it was Xie Youde who called his own.

"Something?" Qiu Zhe stood up from the ground, only to notice that the east had turned white, and it seemed that the sky was about to dawn.

Xie Youde said in a deep voice: "Someone is missing!"