Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid to travel all over the fairy world! Chapter 28 How much? One hundred and twenty years?
Chapter 28 How much? One hundred and twenty years?
"Lucky, lucky, thanks to the guidance of a real person." The person he missed just now appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. Mu Heng felt that he was very lucky.
Ye Qingyin did not answer, but sat quietly opposite Mu Heng, looking up at the moonlight outside the door.
Mu Heng was sensitive enough to detect a hint of sadness on the other person's face. Seeing that she seemed to have something on her mind, he turned around and poured Ye Qingyin a cup of tea, suppressed his smile and asked, "Is there anything wrong with you coming here so late?
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"Nothing, I just have been practicing for the past few days and I feel a little irritable, so I went out for a walk." Ye Qingyin changed her posture, resting her chin on the table with her hand, but her eyes were still a little distracted.
"Is the real person worried?" Mu Heng saw her slightly anxious eyes and felt a little worried.
Ye Qingyin shook her head slightly but did not speak.
Seeing her depressed look, Mu Heng obviously had something on his mind but was unwilling to say it out, so he thought of a way to change her mood. He said: "This time I went down the mountain and saw an interesting person by the river.
Do you really want to hear about this?"
Ye Qingyin nodded silently and turned her head to look into Mu Heng's eyes, showing that she was attracted by Mu Heng's voice.
"One day I saw a rabbit by the river. He went fishing with a fishing rod and didn't catch a single fish all afternoon. The next day, the rabbit continued to fish again and waited all afternoon, but nothing happened.
Harvest." At this point, Mu Heng glanced at Ye Qingyin, the curiosity in his eyes replaced worry, which was a good sign.
Then he said: "On the third day, just as I was about to lay the bait, a big fish in the river jumped out of the water, pointed at the rabbit and cursed: If you dare to use carrots as bait again, I will crush you to death."
"Pfft!" Ye Qingyin heard the last part and was struck by the fish that jumped out. She avoided Mu Heng's eyes and couldn't help but smile.
The beautiful flowers are blooming, and they are so beautiful. What is needed most at this time is to relieve the mood. Although the joke is small, it is useful.
Stopping her smile, because the pale pink color of her smile had not yet disappeared, Ye Qingyin glanced at Mu Heng and said, "You're so good, what are you talking about?"
It sounds like a reproach, but the tone is as gentle as water, and combined with the stunning appearance, the person is more delicate than a flower.
"I think the real person seems to have something on his mind, but he doesn't want to talk about it. I can only use this small method to help the real person relax. I apologize for my rudeness." As a man, you have to cooperate when you are blamed.
point.
"Humph!" He knew Mu Heng's good intentions in his heart, but he still looked a little angry at him. In Mu Heng's eyes, it was better than acting coquettishly.
Seeing that Ye Qingyin seemed to be in a better mood, he wanted to help her adjust her mentality. After searching her head, she looked into Ye Qingyin's eyes and said, "I remember when I was young, the teacher once told a story.
A donkey accidentally fell into a dry well, and the farmer racked his brains but could not find a way to save the donkey. Finally, the farmer thought that the donkey was too old, so he gave up trying to save the donkey."
Having said this, Ye Qingyin also realized Mu Heng's intentions, and relaxed a little while sitting upright. She met Mu Heng's considerate eyes and did not avoid them anymore. Mu Heng continued:
"Later, in order to prevent other donkeys from falling in, the farmer wanted to fill up the well. So, the farmer decided to invite the neighbors to help bury the donkey in the well." At this point, Mu Heng's face changed.
A touch of melancholy emerged, including the helplessness of the farmer and the sadness of the end of the donkey's life.
Ye Qingyin's frown made Mu Heng see the entanglement in her heart, as if she thought of the difficulties she was facing and felt the same. There was some anxiety in her eyes as she stared at Mu Heng, as if she wanted Mu Heng to hurry up.
Tell me what happened next and see if things changed for the better.
"Then the neighbors each had a shovel and began to shovel the soil into the dry well. The donkey soon learned of his situation and cried even more miserably."
As the story develops, the donkey's misery resonates with Ye Qingyin, and tears flash in her beautiful eyes.
Seeing Ye Qingyin's miserable look, Mu Heng was also troubled in his heart. He could only help her relieve her worries, but he couldn't help her solve her problems. He sighed secretly in his heart. He couldn't bear her to continue to be entangled, and then said: But unexpectedly
Yes, after a while, the donkey calmed down."
Hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Ye Qingyin's originally gloomy eyes. She wanted to know where the turning point of this predicament was, and whether there would be a similar turning point just like what she was facing.
"The farmer curiously looked down at the bottom of the well. When the dirt fell on the donkey's back, the donkey shook the dirt aside and stood on top of the pile of dirt. Soon, the donkey triumphantly rose to the mouth of the well, and then stood in front of everyone.
He ran away quickly with a surprised expression!"
Of course, the ending of the story was satisfactory, but Ye Qingyin did not become happy because everyone was happy with the story. She looked for the breakthrough point of her own dilemma by referring to the changes in the story in her mind.
Mu Heng did not disturb her and said to himself: "Difficulties and setbacks can become the 'sand' that buries us, or they can become our stepping stones. It depends on how we use them."
Mu Heng sat quietly next to him, taking a sip of the homemade bamboo leaf tea from time to time, savoring the fragrance of the bamboo leaves lingering on his tongue.
Ye Qingyin's face was sometimes relaxed and sometimes tense, showing her inner peace. However, from her eyes, Mu Heng saw a fire, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it worked to some extent.
After drinking two cups of tea, Ye Qingyin finally calmed down and seemed to have figured out her worries. Her bright eyes were no longer confused. She stared at Mu Heng and looked at her carefully, with a smile on her face: "
The poor Taoist sees that the layman is not very old, but he knows a lot of principles."
"No, no, it's just a little story, it won't make it to the stage." Seeing the curve of the corner of her mouth, Mu Heng understood that her depression had eased, and he felt relieved.
However, when I thought about my practice of Dantongjuqing, it seemed that changing my practice was worth the headache. Thinking about catching up with Ye Qingyin as soon as possible, I couldn't help but ask: "Master, if I cultivate to the same state as you, what will happen to me?"
How long will it take?"
Ye Qingyin was a little surprised by Mu Heng's question and replied: "Why would a layman ask such a question?"
"It's nothing, I just want to know something and figure out my life plan." Mu Heng laughed.
"Laid Master, have you ever predicted how long it will take you to reach the Four Symbols Realm?" Ye Qingyin asked instead without directly answering Mu Heng's question.
"It will take thirty or forty years anyway." Based on his progress at the first level of the Ten Directions Realm, Mu Heng also made calculations about catching up with Ye Qingyin, but this calculation was based on many ideal conditions.
"Pfft! Haha... Haha..." Mu Heng's words made Ye Qingyin laugh out loud, and his shaking shoulders made Mu Heng feel that his answer was stupid.
"Is there any problem?" As for what, dear, we have data to support it.
The tears that Ye Qingyin had retracted appeared again at this moment, but this time she laughed.
Mu Heng was not in a hurry, and just watched Ye Qingyin's unstoppable laughter from the side. This was the first time since he met her that he laughed so freely, less of the ethereal fairy spirit and more of the fireworks of the world.
After a few breaths, Ye Qingyin stopped talking, turned around, straightened her face, looked at the kind-hearted baby Mu Heng, and asked somewhat slyly: "Do you know, layman, how long it took for this poor Taoist to reach his current state of cultivation?"
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"Ten years? Twenty years?" Mu Heng looked at Ye Qingyin's charming face. She looked about twenty years old, so she probably hadn't been practicing for long.
Mu Heng's focused gaze made Ye Qingyin feel shy. She glared at Mu Heng and said quietly: "I have been practicing with my master since I was five years old. It took me one hundred and twenty years to reach the state of entering the Four Symbols Realm."
"How much?" Ye Qingyin's self-report scared Mu Heng, and his voice increased a bit. It was really hard to believe.
"One hundred and twenty years." Ye Qingyin also raised her voice, as if she was afraid that Mu Heng wouldn't believe it.
"Oh my god, one hundred and twenty years. It's hard to say whether I can live to be one hundred years old. How can I spend one hundred and twenty years cultivating?" Mu Heng did not turn around for a while. According to the objective reality on earth,
Existence evaluates the life of spiritual practice.
"Didn't the layman look up the relationship between spiritual realm and lifespan in Daozang Hall?" Ye Qingyin looked at Mu Heng's worry about his lifespan and found it interesting.
"Ah? Cultivation is related to lifespan? Could it be that practice can prolong lifespan?" Mu Heng came into contact with the knowledge about lifespan for the first time. He had never thought about it before. It was completely beyond his knowledge.
"Generally speaking, the lifespan of an ordinary person is about sixty years. If you reach the Ten Directions realm, your lifespan can be extended to a hundred years. If you reach the Four Symbols realm like Pindao, your lifespan can be as long as six thousand years." Ye
Qingyin is helping Mu Heng popularize knowledge about the world of cultivation.
"Six thousand years, wouldn't they all become old goblins?" Mu Heng was frightened by Ye Qingyin's words. Our Dahua-Xia civilization is only five thousand years old, but you can easily have six thousand years.
lifespan?
In return, Mu Heng rolled his eyes, and then said: "If a layman can cultivate to the Taiyi realm, he will have a life span of 50,000 years."
"Oh..." After listening to Ye Qingyin's introduction, Mu Heng unconsciously covered his chest with his hands and made a strange sound of surprise.
Ever since she met Mu Heng, except for some embarrassment, she has never seen him with such an innocent side. Ye Qingyin thought about teasing him more: "If you can surpass the Taiyi realm, you can live as long as heaven and earth."
"Longevity and Tianqi?" My leader Shenlong just shouted "Longevity and Tianqi". It can really be realized here. This world is too scary.
Isn’t this just saying that I will not be destroyed until heaven and earth are destroyed? Is there really such a person?
Mu Heng had an expression of disbelief, which made Ye Qingyin want to hit him: "Can I still lie to you?"
"Okay, let's take what the real person said is true. That realm is too ethereal for me. The Four Symbol Realm is already as difficult as climbing to the sky for me." What Ye Qingyin said, but
The credibility is still very high. Mu Heng just doesn't dare to believe it, rather than unwilling to believe it.
"Is it as difficult as climbing to the sky? Climbing to the sky is not difficult." Ye Qingyin caught the contradiction in Mu Heng's words and asked rhetorically.
"Uh..." This is a metaphor, girl, do you understand the metaphor? However, in this world, it is really not difficult to reach the sky. I have already been flown several times.
Well, some idioms don't apply in this world. This chapter has been completed!