Chapter Twenty-Six: The Yellow Skin
Xi Yu didn't know anything about cultivation, but when the warmth appeared, his whole body was comfortable, his hand was under the navel, and there was a palm-sized place where a small stove was hidden. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
He didn't know that there was the dantian, which was the place where the essence was hidden, which was used by the ordinary people to give birth to children, and the Taoists used to give birth to their bodies, which was the root of the monk's life.
At that time, his body was red, his head was emitting white smoke, and the slight sweat stains he secreted actually emitted a strange fragrance, rich and fragrant, very similar to the smell of Ganoderma lucidum that he smelled on the cliff at the beginning.
The unexpected success made Xi Yu a little secretly happy, and said that he was talented, so he forgot to sleep and eat more and more in the following days, and every time he finished spitting, he felt refreshed, and his eyes were bright.
But what he didn't like was that every time he finished his work, and it was considered a success, Xi Yu thought from beginning to end that he had met those old-timers because of the opportunity, so a magic secret trick was smashed on his head, and he didn't want to be just a basic mantra, thinking that as long as he studied hard, he could one day fly away and be omnipotent, but just when he was immersed in the delusional dream of ascending to the sky in one step, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Except for the first two exhalations, no matter how he tried after that, the warm feeling on his body never reappeared, and his body was empty and empty as before, not to mention giving birth to mana, but he didn't even have a trace of qi, no matter how his mind moved, his lower abdomen was like a pool of stagnant water, and there was no movement.
This made him scratch his head, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Could it be that I have practiced?"
He thought about it, he had no one to guide him, and he was groping around with black eyes, even if he really practiced something wrong, he probably didn't know.
Although Xi Yu didn't drill the horns, he was still a little discouraged, knowing that it was fruitless, but what was commendable was that the young man still practiced every day, thinking that no matter whether it was useful or not, it would not be wrong to persevere.
He often travels during the day, meditates at night, and sometimes falls asleep directly in a posture, and when he wakes up, it is already dawn, but he does not feel that his body is sore, numb and stiff, but he is tired and energetic, since it is not harmless, he will also put his mind at ease.
But these days, his strength has become greater and greater, all day long, his blood is surging, almost boiling, his body seems to have inexhaustible energy, a slight twist, the bones up and down his body are jumping together, and sometimes he often feels absurdly as if his body has been raised by a few inches.
Xi Yu didn't know that after he ate the Lingzhi Treasure, there was still a huge amount of medicinal power and essence in his body, which was enough to turn decay into magic, even if only a small part of it was integrated into his flesh and blood, it also made his strength increase day by day, and every day it was like being reborn.
But if he is still that ignorant boy, if he doesn't make good use of it and refine this huge medicinal essence qi in time, he will gradually be infected by the filthy human body, lose his spiritual brilliance, and the mortal body will not be able to carry such a deep blessing, and staying in the body will be a source of disaster, losing his longevity, not to mention living a long life, and in the end, he is even very likely to die suddenly and violently at the age of life, and he will not die well.
The cause and effect of providence in the underworld, seems to be nothing, he buried the bones of the three ancestors for a moment that day, so as to avoid the pain of exposing the corpse wilderness, and after many years, a primer book on the cultivation that happened to fall from the corpse inadvertently saved Xi Yu's life, and he didn't have to worry about exhaustion in his prime, and he couldn't continue.
Although it is only a superficial basic method, it stops at breathing and breathing, but it is infinitely useful, the most gentle and mellow, and it contains the supreme true meaning.
It's just that Xi Yu didn't know at this time that the few "old-timers" he called in his mouth had already cast shade and preserved the only seedling of his old Xi family.
He was still wondering in his heart, and muttered: "How to cultivate an immortal, others fly around to control the Divine Rainbow, but when they come to me, they have become a martial artist, and they only have a stupid strength......"
Also, even a three-year-old child knows that the fairy is from the sun, goes to the fog, and eats and drinks the valley, but the amount of his own food does not decrease but increases, and his appetite is getting bigger and bigger, so that his stomach is always growling, and every day like this, the pheasants and hares in the mountains have suffered greatly.
Of course, these thoughts are all fleeting, just muttering casually, he is not stupid, thinking that he will slowly cultivate like this and see, becoming strong and healthy is the dream of many weak and sick people, and it will definitely not be a bad thing.
Soon, Xi Yu found the benefits, he thought about it, and chose a big tree with a few people surrounding him, just to try how much strength he had, but the strength in his hand was not used for a few points, and the leaves on his head withered one after another, falling like rain, and he was almost shaken into a bald tree in two clicks.
He himself was startled, and he didn't have time to pick the leaves all over his head, and he laughed happily, this was a pie falling from the sky, compared to the sometimes unreliable sense of air at that time, this brute force was much more.
So no matter how poisonous snakes and beasts are, he is also fearless, if he encounters any vicious jackals, tigers and leopards, etc., he will directly smash it with a fist, slightly bump and touch the edge, and he will die, be injured, and flee with his tail wailing.
Where did anyone who didn't have long eyes dare to come back to provoke him, but the deer-fighting knife he was carrying was useless, and the rusty iron rod was only wielding weakly to open the way.
Even the biggest mosquito and flying ant when Xi Yu used to collect medicine and stay on the mountain at night, because he swallowed the reckless clam, the skin and flesh were rotten in the belly, and his body naturally inherited the qi of the king of ten thousand poisons.
Once when he got up in the morning, he saw a large group of scalp-numbing insect corpses piled up next to him, probably all of them were small little hearts and crushed after feeling the aftermath of the death of the ancient xenomorph but still there.
Xi Yu's strength is not trivial, just like a humanoid beast, comparable to Xiong Zhen, his hands and feet combined, enough to have nine oxen and two tigers, become the new overlord in the deep mountains and old forests, most of the fierce beasts in the mountains know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, once there is a place where he smells and smells, he will flee in fear, and later, he has to make a lot of effort to catch a game.
However, during the period, he also encountered a strange thing, a skin is bright like gold, the hair is soft and the color is like silk, only the old yellow skin with white eyebrows came to the door, and there is still a mount under his feet, just when Xi Yu got up to draw water and drank after napping, it came out of the forest on the opposite bank, and stood on the head of a white-skinned badger pig and stood up to give Xi Yu a bow from afar, and actually sang a big song.
If it weren't for Xi Yu's ears and eyes being more bright than ordinary people, he even thought that he was sleepy-eyed and hallucinating in broad daylight, Rao was like this, he still couldn't help rubbing and rubbing, and his eyes were about to pop out.
The old weasel is still worshipping deeply, the big badger pig under its seat is surprisingly strong, with a fat body like a calf like a cow calf, but it is quite impatient, and it snorts at Xi Yu with its head raised and snorts, and when the old weasel gets up, it actually patted the head of the big badger pig gently, as if reproaching it for being too rude, the badger pig immediately settled down, it leaned down and lifted the big ears that drooped, and squeaked twice on the side, as if to appease.
This weird scene is like a second-rate opera troupe sweating profusely and working hard to pretend to be a clumsy shadow puppet show, full of mistakes and omissions, making Xi Yu a little creepy, snorting and cold, inexplicably cold from head to toe.
The old weasel in front of him is treacherous, where is it like a beast that everyone shouts to steal chickens and dogs, it is clearly a knowledgeable and reasonable pedant, but he is just dressed in a layer of yellow skin, and every move has its own etiquette rules, when Xi Yu and it look at each other, he actually absurdly feels that there is a wise old man under the skin, a pair of narrow eyes are very quiet, it seems to be like the light in the eyes of an extremely old person, who can see through people's hearts, in front of it, he seems to be inchless.
After nodding at Xi Yu, it quietly left on the badger pig, not knowing what it meant, as if it was just to say hello to him from beginning to end.
It was not the first time Xi Yu had seen something unbelievable, but he still froze, and he didn't blink until the other side of the creek was empty, and he came back to his senses, like waking up from a dream, as if everything was his imagination out of thin air.
Later, Xi Yu remembered, this doesn't seem to be the first time I've seen this yellow skin, it was also in it when the mountain beasts migrated in the past, at that time it was riding a badger pig, but I didn't expect it to be fated with himself, and he could meet it across so many mountains, I don't know if he is here or is the same as himself...... Seeking immortals to visit the Tao?
Xi Yu didn't know when, he had already thought about it as a person, but if it asked for an immortal to visit the Tao, wouldn't it be a demon immortal, and wouldn't it be a crooked way?