After Yuwen Zhouyuan heard what Zhan Mengbai said, he couldn't help but say with excitement: "Flying in the sky! What a wonderful feeling that must be..."
Zhan Mengbai pointed at the wooden slip and continued: "Brother Zhouyuan, as long as you practice hard, all this will come true! The wooden slip given to you now is some methods of refining weapons. Refining weapons is a profound thing.
It is very important, but our Renxin Sect is not very good at this aspect. It can only be regarded as the middle class among many sects, which must be said to be a pity. If you learn this skill well, you can refine your own flying swords and
Magic weapons. We generally have two things that we must practice. One is the flying sword, whose function I will not go into details. The other is the defensive magic weapon. It is the thing you saw floating on our shoulders, top of the head, chest, etc. before.
It's for defense. But don't force it until you're not strong enough."
Although there were many words Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't understand, he kept them in mind and would study them slowly when he had the opportunity in the future.
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked Zhan Mengbai: "Brother Zhan, I also practiced Kung Fu for several months in the Yuwen family back then. According to what I learned at that time, I know that it is inevitable to enter samadhi during cultivation, but it is generally necessary to enter samadhi.
It takes a very long time, is that right?”
Zhan Mengbai said: "Yes, it's like this. The better the foundation and qualifications, the longer it will take to meditate and enter trance for the first few times. For example, it took me six months to enter trance for the first time."
Yuwen Zhouyuan grinned after hearing this: "So long? It's too..."
Zhan Mengbai said: "At that time, there was a magic weapon, and practicing in it could shorten the time. However, it was only in legends and only in the realm of immortals and gods. So at present, our best way is to practice it truthfully.
, don’t be lazy at all.”
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said: "Brother Zhan is absolutely right, I will remember it."
Then, under Zhan Mengbai's instructions, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a total of three wooden slips, several bottles of elixir, some protective props and some powerful attack paper charms, and took the small sword given by Han Shicheng.
The three volumes of wooden slips were the general outline, the weapon refining method, the sect rules and the history of the world of cultivation. It seemed that a lot of time had passed, so Zhan Mengbai stopped talking to Yuwen Zhouyuan and packed them up before sending him away.
The sect stipulated that magic weapons and flying swords were not allowed to be used under normal circumstances, so they could only walk out of the mountain gate honestly, and then Zhan Mengbai released the flying boat and took the two of them away.
A figure flashed behind a house. Junior Sister Hong poked her head out and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhan Mengbai as Xiangyun walked away. There was a look of jealousy in her eyes. She muttered a few words of hatred in her mouth and turned around to leave.
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On the cloud, Yuwen Zhouyuan asked a question that he had never understood before: "Brother Zhan, I have something to ask you. Why did what we saw after flying from Dongyang Kingdom not be the real sky scenery, but...
…That fairyland-like scenery?”
Zhan Mengbai smiled and said: "You are talking about the road to space, right? How to explain it? There are two ways to see it. One way is to use a special carrier, such as the magic weapon we are riding now, the 'Traveling Boat'
; The second method is that if the cultivator has practiced enough, when he reaches a certain level, he will naturally be able to see it."
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded. He finally understood a truth, that is, if you want to see different worlds, different things, pursue and explore more secrets, you must have strength. With strength, your knowledge will naturally be broader.
Got it!
Renxin Sect Master looks meticulous on the outside, but he is actually quite rough on the inside. After Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhan Mengbai went out, he began to meditate, but he could not calm down. He always felt that there was something very important.
Ignored by myself.
I carefully thought about the process from the moment I met Yuwen Zhouyuan until he left, but I didn't find anything wrong. In the end, I had to attribute it to my own suspicion and let it go.
Although I am very happy to find such a good disciple, he is from Dongyang Kingdom after all, and I cannot stay with him to educate him. I can only hope that he will practice hard in Dongyang Kingdom of Dongsheng Star and return to Renxin Sect as soon as possible.
In fact, he said that he wanted to come back as soon as possible. Renxin Sect Leader himself knew that no matter how talented Yuwen Zhouyuan was, if he wanted to practice to the level where he left Dongyang Kingdom in his true self stage, it would take at least a dozen years. If he got stuck in practice,
, even hundreds or even hundreds of years are possible.
It's a pity that he can't go to Dongyang Kingdom... Master Renxin sighed softly in his heart: "I don't know, I will chase something to Dongyang Kingdom by then."
Little did he know that he had forgotten something important...
The sky was gradually getting brighter. On the way back from sending Yuwen Zhouyuan back, they met the old Taoist priest Xuanwuzi again. This time the old guy didn't talk nonsense. He nodded and let them pass, which made the people who had been worried a lot
Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhan Mengbai took a long breath.
In order to avoid being seen by others, Zhan Mengbai put Yuwen Zhouyuan down in the grove outside Tongzhou City where he took away Yuwen Zhouyuan, and then hurriedly left to return to Taihuang Mountain Renxin Sect.
Watching Zhan Mengbai disappear into the sky with the flying boat, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel melancholy.
A breeze blew, and Yuwen Zhouyuan smelled a smell, and at the same time he felt cold on his body. Then he remembered that there was still a layer of sticky, black liquid on his body, and hurried back to his place of residence.
In the temple, I packed my clothes, took the basin and went to the nearby mountain stream to wipe myself.
It's September now, and the weather is getting colder, and few people can afford it. Yuwen Zhouyuan stripped naked by the mountain stream, and gingerly wiped his body with a wet towel, but he was stunned: it was not as cold as he imagined.
, on the contrary, there is still a touch of warmth.
Illusion? He put his hand into the stream and tried it. It was really warm!
Yuwen Zhouyuan was so happy that he jumped into the mountain stream with a splash, let go of his hands and feet, and started washing away.
The black mucus on his body was washed to the ground by the water, like grease. It was disgusting, and it was also scary black, almost like ink.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know why he had these strange things in his body, but the sense of relief in his body told him that it must be a good thing.
After washing up and changing his clothes, it was already getting brighter. Yuwen hurriedly ran towards Tongzhou City again.
Because while taking a bath in the mountain stream, Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that at least four or five kilograms of disgusting things were discharged from his body. After washing, he could clearly feel that his body was a little weak. It seemed that the top priority was to replenish more.
When I came to the breakfast stall, I ate three bowls of porridge, ten big steamed buns, five pies, six fried dough sticks, and four bowls of tofu in one go. The boss was nervously watching over him, fearing that he would run away after eating...
It was as if he had no money to pay the bill and had to eat all the breakfast for the next few days.
Finally, Yuwen Zhouyuan patted his slightly bulging belly and said with satisfaction: "It's not bad, 70% full." The boss was so frightened that he almost fell down. He really couldn't imagine how this not-so-tall man could eat so much -
And it was only about seventy percent full.
After paying the bill and leaving, Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly walked to the ruined temple where he lived outside the city. Now he had to quickly go back to his secret room to practice on those wooden slips. Only by improving his cultivation could he wash away his grievances and avenge the life-threatening doctor!
Just as Yuwen Zhouyuan was thinking, a sudden sharp pain came from his abdomen, and a strong feeling of nausea hit his throat.
Yuwen Zhouyuan staggered to the side of the road, held on to a small tree on the side of the road, opened his big mouth and vomited out, including white, green, and yellow. Not only did he spit out what he had just eaten,
, there was not even any good food left from the past few days, Yu Wen Zhouyuan felt disgusted and distressed when he saw it.
After vomiting, my stomach started to hurt again, so I had to run a few steps forward, squat down in the woods, and immediately a ball of sticky, foul-smelling stuff was excreted.
Just like this, Yuwen Zhouyuan vomited and defecated for a while, and then vomited and defecated again. In the end, all the green bile was vomited out, and what came out were all purple-black blood clots, which looked very scary.
Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that he was extremely weak. He didn't know what was going on. Could it be that he was poisoned? Or was the yellow flame soul in his stomach doing something strange? In short... it didn't seem like a good thing...
Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself: Could it be that the remaining injuries in his Dantian were not treated properly, and under such circumstances, he practiced the Patriarch Hengxin's own skills that caused this?
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly checked his body and found that as soon as he did the exercises, his Dantian became slightly sore.
"It seems that the old injury has really resurfaced." After muttering to himself, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and then hugged Yuan Shouyi to adjust his breathing.
As the breath was adjusted, the pain in the Dantian area of the lower abdomen not only did not get better at all, but became more and more painful. Finally, Yu Wen Zhouyuan was so painful that he opened his eyes and stopped the exercise!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's handsome face was twisted in pain, and big beads of sweat flowed down one after another on his forehead.
"It's broken. It seems that my illness won't be cured for a while. What's wrong?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said to himself.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan stood up and walked towards his residence. After returning to the ruined temple, a wave of tiredness came over him, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan fell asleep as soon as he fell on the bed.
When he woke up again, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt much better. He sat up and tried to take out the general outline of the exercise from his mustard seed space and practice it. However, as soon as he did the exercise, he felt a sharp pain in his entire Dantian, and at the same time he discovered that he had
I can no longer sense the existence of the mustard space!
"What's wrong, all the skills are in that mustard space! What should I do?!" Yuwen Zhouyuan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
After taking a long breath, Yuwen Zhouyuan began to turn over his body, and soon found the storage bag given to him by Renxin Sect Master, so he used the method of opening the storage bag to try to open the storage bag.
He opened the storage bag, but he didn't expect that the storage bag that originally required the second level of Qi cultivation to be opened would be opened by him.