Chapter 23 The big urn rises and pours the river and the sea 4K
Chapter 23 The big urn rises and the river is overturned (4k)
Suddenly, another day passed.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, the hazy night gradually shrouded the sea of trees. At this moment, Chu Weiyang was dragging a cheetah in one hand and holding a bag of elixirs and herbs in the other.
He walked from the depths of the mist, walked slowly through the restriction, and then placed the dead cheetah and spiritual grass on the flat ground in front of the Fengzhaofeng Tower.
In the same place, Steward Ma poked a branch and stirred up the bonfire. Now the fireworks were swirling, each breath getting louder and louder than the last.
Holding the long sword upside down in his hand, Chu Weiyang skewered half of the animal meat on a tree branch and roasted it on the bonfire, leaving half of the space for the fireworks, but he saw Chu Weiyang pick up the bag.
The colorful elixirs and herbs are carefully burned on the fireworks to remove the water vapor.
No matter how bad the "Green Bamboo Alchemy Sutra" is in Ma Guanshi's eyes, it can still be called "The Alchemy Sutra" because it still has some foundation.
A dark green jade slip taught Chu Weiyang not only the cultivation techniques of the Qingzhu Patriarch, but also a lot of poisonous knowledge to assist in cultivation. These were not even things that Chu Weiyang could understand in a short while, but at least now
We have been able to use local materials in this lush sea of trees and select herbs that contain toxic substances.
It only took a while to dry out the moisture, and the shriveled herbs were twisted into powder in Chu Weiyang's hands with a slight exertion. After a while, the full pocket of herbs were all turned into Chu Weiyang's hands.
There was a whole wooden bowl of dusty medicinal powder in his hand.
Walking to the big urn, he carefully lifted up the sealing talisman. As soon as he opened it, a fishy smell hit his face.
At first, the body showed a strong fishy smell as a warning, but before anyone could wake up, the fishy smell suddenly transformed into an extremely elegant and fragrant aroma in the breath, as if flowers were in bloom, refreshing the heart and mind, making people unconsciously
Want to smell it more.
"The wild light floats. The sky is far away, the things are beautiful and quiet. Zhongzhou is full of hatred. I don't know how many people will be sad tonight. Who cares about the hero? He is old. If he doesn't realize his fame, he will still make decisions. It's time to explain this matter. I will help you in the future."
In the soft murmur, the dense sound became more and more intense, and then after the peak, it disappeared little by little.
It seems that by sniffing it carefully, you can imagine all kinds of beautiful things in an instant. There are thousands of leisurely fantasies, but none of them are related to the poisonous path, and none of them are similar to snakes.
He and Steward Ma squatted in front of the large urn, listening to the movements inside with great interest and sensing the changes inside.
Chu Weiyang was interested because such changes were extremely helpful for him to comprehend the "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra", and it could be mutually confirmed with the knowledge flowing in his memory, and he could gradually gain enlightenment.
For the first time, Chu Weiyang and Ma Guanshi discovered that the neighing sounds of snakes could be so loud and frequent.
During this period, Chu Weiyang completely forgot about the thirty-six movements of "Spring Time Sword". He just kept using his mind to feel the vast and majestic artistic conception while tossing and turning.
It is a sword that nourishes one's health for a long time, but it is also a sword that brews murderous intent.
But Chu Weiyang, listening to the voice in the urn, slowly closed his eyes.
"If you and I could die in that gentle illusion, it might not be a bad end..."
After practicing the "Five Zangs and Food Qi Essence" for many days in a row, Chu Weiyang finally felt that the effectiveness of Baicao Po'er Dan was weakening.
The hardships I endured in the past have now become the foundation for the future.
In such a mysterious realm, it can no longer be perfected by artificial carving. In many cases, if you want to achieve something, you need to reduce the traces of cutting and chiseling, and you need to rely on the power of nature. The more natural it is, the easier it is to be born by nature.
of miracles.
It was a feeling of relaxation that instantly spread to the whole body.
That is the power of life and death quietly revealed in the world.
"What a thief, what a thief! What an unreasonable thief!"
Beside the dim bonfire swaying in the night wind, Manager Ma looked with emotion at the figure of Chu Weiyang dancing his sword under the night.
Hearing Chu Weiyang sigh at this moment, Manager Ma just laughed.
He seemed to have displayed all the grievances he had suffered for most of his life on his face. At this moment, he was gritting his teeth and just cursing bitterly.
His past and present experiences made it easy for Chu Weiyang to accept the so-called "drug resistance".
There will come a day when my cultivation level cannot catch up with the growth rate of Sha Qi.
Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang shook his head tiredly.
It lasted a whole night, when the morning sun shone on the sea of trees again.
Then, the young man drew his sword and immediately cut the palm of his hand, and bright red blood dripped into the wooden bowl.
It is nothing but a ghostly forest, nothing but a struggling purgatory.
At this moment, what Chu Weiyang could do was already the limit.
As for those who have seen it before, who is from the orthodox Sword Sect, how could they have seen such a cruel practice!
The stiff cheeks and twitching corners of the mouth made the smile no longer look like a child, but more like a fool.
After a while, Chu Weiyang, who was slightly staggering, swallowed a Dragon Tiger Huiyuan Pill, walked to the big urn in three steps, and sprinkled the bowl of blood full of evil spirit into the big urn.
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For a time, the aroma became more and more intense.
Bowl after bowl contains pure evil spirit blood. To a certain extent, it even goes beyond the scope of the Alchemy Sutra and belongs to some kind of unique evil spirit treasure!
Next, everything depends on the creation of nature.
Just like the big urn in front of you, the vitality and power of creation revealed in this flash are actually containing poisonous snakes and monsters that can easily kill people in the future.
Memories of the past hit his heart at this moment.
It was late at night on the fourth day when the commotion really started.
In a daze, Chu Weiyang actually felt that what happened in the urn in front of him was just a replica of what he had done in the Demon Suppression Cave.
"Ha! That's right! That's right! Of course that poison is very harmful to people's lives. Once it bites the owner, it will probably be equally harmful to you and me!"
In ancient times, Taoist sages used the water symbol to refer to the energy of mana.
Until a certain moment, when a rustling sound came from the urn, it was a small noise that could not be detected at first, but then, when the noise became intensive, Chu Weiyang and Ma Guanshi were in the same place.
, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though half of his body was gone, Manager Ma was still trying to figure out something.
Suddenly, he seemed to have the urge to get drunk.
If you think about it carefully, there is no difference between this large urn and the Demon Suppressing Cave, and the dense sound is no different from the dead silence in the grotto.
It seems that just looking at the scene in front of me makes me drunk.
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On the second day, when Chu Weiyang swallowed another Baicao Po'er Dan, the slightly depressing warmth barely lifted the young man's spirits.
Maybe he was used to Guanshi Ma's reaction. On the spot, Chu Weiyang had already drawn his long sword, and while dancing to himself, he spoke casually.
As for the accumulation of evil energy in his body, Chu Weiyang has long and sufficient experience of this vast and majestic artistic conception that can be truly touched.
After all, no one knows who taught whom, but both Chu Weiyang and Ma Guanshi are now used to poking people's lung tubes.
From what I could see, Manager Ma seemed to be feeling something.
He stood up slowly, holding his knees, and leaned against the open window, letting the warm sun shine on his sickly pale face and his still thin body.
The inevitable decline in effectiveness of medicine cannot be compensated for by any technique. Even if it is only showing signs of it now, it means that Chu Weiyang will definitely face a dilemma in the future.
The big urn burst into pieces at the sound.
Guanshi Ma's observation was probably mostly due to envy and jealousy of Chu Weiyang's clear sword intent hidden in the sheath.
It's another day when the poisonous snake has not emerged and the sword's intention cannot be achieved.
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The third day.
Xu Shi has completely recognized his talent in swordsmanship.
One day, this herbal medicine completely lost its efficacy.
But the next moment, when his eyes looked at Chu Weiyang, that innocent smile froze on his face.
There is great terror and great fortune between life and death!
Such a discovery is just one of the airtight chains in the long-standing prison dilemma.
Even if only the sound could be heard across the entire urn, Chu Weiyang and Manager Ma could truly understand the murderous intent and unreasonable ferocity in the neighing sound!
Immediately afterwards, the mixed sounds made it difficult to distinguish the changes inside.
I don’t know whether it’s because good and evil are incompatible, or because the evil spirit has eroded his mind due to the continuous interactions, but Manager Ma has never had a good word to say about the "Green Bamboo Alchemy Sutra".
Now it is just a very small display of the power of life and death, but it is enough to comfort the minds of such sick ghosts.
Sighing to himself, Manager Ma looked at the moonlight reflecting the sword light, and his seven emotions began to throb for no reason.
It's like a downpour pouring from the sky!
Chu Weiyang looked ahead in surprise.
Now there are only two sword intentions left that have not been fully understood.
Thinking of this, after Chu Weiyang sealed the talisman paper again, he couldn't help but sigh.
The more he understood the sword intention, the more he thought Chu Weiyang was one step closer to breaking out of the mire of death.
I could see the corners of Chu Weiyang's mouth quirking up a little.
Chu Weiyang has not yet decided on the direction of Qingming Sword Intent, but Guyu Sword Intent is 100% a health-nurturing sword.
At this moment, Manager Ma suddenly thought of the poem he accidentally listened to Chu Weiyang reciting a few days ago——
The evil spirit turned into an ocean, vast and immeasurable.
According to the "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra", regardless of whether the poisonous snake in this vat can be refined or not, this will be the last time Chu Weiyang adds ingredients.
After adding an extra bowl of evil blood, Chu Weiyang and Steward Ma walked into the sea of trees together and collected a whole basket of poisonous herbs. The baked powder almost filled the entire jar.
"The guest will not be here for a long time, and the good scenery is reserved for you. I am admiring it in the west tower, why bother to ask for more information. When I wake up, the bright moon shines on me, full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flow. The whale has not swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already crossed the autumn."
In the flash of lightning, Chu Weiyang bit the tip of his tongue gently, and the severe pain awakened his mind. Chu Weiyang hurriedly avoided the mouth of the urn, just raised the wooden bowl in his hand, and wiped the dusty Sprinkle the medicinal powder into the jar as evenly as possible.
Chu Weiyang was also rarely affected. Even practicing "The Sword of Spring" over and over again could not cut off the restlessness in his heart.
As the night passed, the fishy smell became stronger and stronger. The strong smell was even changing quietly. It was no longer intense and arousing people's alertness. The fragrance became softer and softer, as if it was the smell of bedding exposed to the sun, which is natural. The smell of earth mixed with green grass is the faint orchid fragrance on the neck of a beautiful woman.
It was after relaxing and witnessing the power of nature that I felt inexplicably moved.
On the entire fourth day, the movement in the urn was no different from the previous day, and even during part of the period, the movement was smaller.
Even though he was belittling the "Green Bamboo Alchemy Sutra" from beginning to end, during that day, most of Guanshi Ma's attention and all his eyes were focused on that big urn.
Such a sound made Steward Ma's eyelids tremble.
There were sounds that seemed to be collisions with each other, there were sounds that seemed to be shrill roars, and there was even the sound of a snake's body hitting the inner wall of the large urn.
In the same place, there was no smile on Manager Ma's face anymore.
Under Ma Guanshi's gaze, a brand-new sword intent emerged from Chu Weiyang's body from scratch!
That is the vitality of all things contained in the rise of spring.
"Good boy, come here quickly and let me take a good look at you!"
Even Steward Ma, who was trapped in long-term phantom pain, showed a pure and innocent smile at this moment.
According to Ma Guanshi, it is easiest to comprehend the sword of health with full concentration when the evil energy is shaking the limbs and bones and the medicinal power nourishes the five internal organs and chakras.
In the past few days, Chu Weiyang's state of mind fluctuated almost several times, and he was infinitely close to understanding the Guyu Sword Intent. Such significant changes in his state of mind also forced Chu Weiyang to focus more on "Spring Time Sword". 》The practice of the above.
After carefully sealing the mouth of the urn with talisman paper, Chu Weiyang sat back in front of the bonfire, picked up the roasted animal meat, and devoured it, as if he was a glutton from the reincarnation!
A whole cheetah entered the belly, and the sky was completely dark. Chu Weiyang still continued to practice. First, he swallowed a few pills of Baicao Po'er. After the evil energy in his body changed, he endured the warmth and drama. Pain circulated alternately in his limbs and bones. Chu Weiyang held up the long sword and practiced the thirty-six postures of "Spring Time Sword" over and over again.
It is the filth and evil that the lush earth washes away.
"Good boy, work harder! Work harder! Don't be defeated! Find a way, do whatever it takes, do whatever it takes to survive!"
Even the lives of monsters that are still ignorant, in the eyes of good and evil monks, have already reached a high level of vitality and creation.
Because of this, the Rainwater Sword Intent is even better than the Guyu Sword Intent.
"The poisonous energy is so powerful before it has been cultivated. When the poisonous snake is born, it will be very easy to kill people."
And such a majestic artistic conception was finally extracted from the pure image of heavy rain and Yuan Qi, and turned into some formless and immeasurable vastness. Finally, due to the transmission of the pain, it gradually connected with the limbs and bones. The almost countless amounts of siltation and evil energy overlapped in one place.
"This is the Six Right Sword Intent!"
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On the fourth day, Chu Weiyang rarely practiced diligently anymore.
involving life.
This is not within Chu Weiyang's category of cognitive impairment.
It’s like a vast ocean of energy roaring in Dantian!
Two completely different images intertwined and resonated together like never before at this moment!
Hiding the edge in the sheath - Qingming Sword Intent!
He doesn't have to make a choice anymore because he has already made his choice!
The gentle warmth of the sun made Chu Weiyang's body relax a little bit.
Chu Weiyang responded with a neighing sound.
In the broken vat, a snake that looked like mutton-fat white jade swam slowly and crawled towards Chu Weiyang.
The jade snake is dancing in the stream of light. The curtains are connected with beads and the waves are far away. The flowers are moving and the fish are moving. The string of the red dress is about to fall.
The jadeite is startled when people come. The little duck is startled but still sleeps. The green shade grows on both sides of the bank. When repairing the corridor, I listen to the warbler.