Zhan Changfeng glanced with his consciousness, and there was an extra dish in the ready-to-eat box, "Did you put it wrong? I didn't order this dish."
The waiter waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile, "That's right. The extra dish was given to you by the landlady."
Zhan Changfeng looked at Li Baimao, thoughtfully, took the food box, smiled gently, "Thank the boss lady for me."
How could the waiter not be so nice? This little girl was cold and distant when she wasn't smiling. Her smile was warm and bookish, and her aura was very comfortable. Even if he brought a few more dishes, he wouldn't feel sorry for the landlady.
Zhan Changfeng bid farewell to Li Baimao and returned to the small house by the lake. He handed the food box to Fan Zhili. Fan Zhili was stunned for a moment, not expecting that she would come back with food.
When he stayed at his house yesterday, he learned that Zhan Changfeng only took Bigu Pills and no food, so today he saw that Zhan Changfeng didn't seem to have prepared dinner, so he brought some for himself.
Now that I think about it, she was not prepared at all. She didn't want to prepare at all. She didn't eat and was a bit unreasonable. How could she think of preparing food for the working villagers.
The food box in Fan Zhili Diandian's hand can smell the fragrance even without opening the lid. It costs a lot, isn't it? Is this an enlightenment?
He happily turned around and greeted the villagers: "Miss Yi has come back to buy you a late-night snack. Let me take a look. Oh, it's still from Li Sanniang's family. You are in for a treat. Finish what you are doing quickly, otherwise the food will be cold.
Don’t blame me!”
The villagers were excited.
"Really Li San's family? The last time I bought a dish of stir-fried pork slices with bamboo shoots, it cost twenty-four spiritual beads!"
"How can her meat be the same? It's all grown in the mountains. It's chewy and tender. Oops, no, no, no, I seem to smell it."
"We are really lucky this time, thank you Miss Yi!"
The villagers who worked on the work thanked them one after another with great enthusiasm.
Fan Zhili returned to Zhan Changfeng and asked, "How do you feel? Do you feel differently if you make small changes sometimes?"
In fact, Zhan Changfeng knew what Fan Zhili meant, it was just a matter of human nature.
It's a pity that although the excitement there has something to do with her, she really doesn't feel anything, good or bad, but insignificant.
But if doing so could improve the efficiency of their work, she would be happy to devote a little more energy.
So she smiled and said, "What you said makes sense, it is indeed good."
Fan Zhili was really happy this time.
At the time of Xu, when the villagers finished their work and went home, Fan Zhili said, "There is nothing in this house, why not stay at my house again."
"Don't bother the village chief, one house is enough."
"Forget it, let's go and come back tomorrow."
Zhan Changfeng turned around, his eyes gradually turned red. The air suddenly became colder, and white crystals appeared on the ground he walked on, as if frost had fallen.
She came to the balcony facing the lake, meditated on a tree stump and fell into silence. The moonlight just shone on her. This place was very yin-heavy, so it was suitable for cultivating the power of pure yin.
The power of pure yin symbolizes "silence" and is closest to "death". As soon as it comes out, the ghosts under the water and the spies in the mountains and forests all shrink up. The intelligent living creatures instinctively avoid this area, even
The fish with poor memory all swam away, and the little ghosts and ghosts that had been clinging to every corner of the small building fled in all directions.
For just a moment, the surroundings of the small building were quiet and as clear as death, with only the night wind blowing on the lake surface, ruffling the branches and leaves, and complaining.
Zhan Changfeng is already innate, and the next stage is to build the foundation.
But she didn't quite understand what constituted foundation building.
How to break through in terms of realm, and how to improve in cultivation level?
Different mental methods. Do different masters have different foundation building methods?
When it came to Xiantian, she vaguely realized that breakthrough was no longer about accumulation of strength. A thorough state of mind was enough. She had some vague guesses, but she still couldn't find the answer.
This is the disadvantage of not having the guidance of a master. There are some secrets in cultivation that cannot be summarized in a mental method, nor can they be summarized by word of mouth.
If casual cultivators can achieve Taoism with a high probability, then what should the orthodox Taoists do, and what should the Dharma lineage do?
Zhan Changfeng originally thought that she could practice the Nine Transformations Rebirth Art by herself, and that the main purpose of joining the sect was to gain access to more resources to restore her body. But now that she thinks about it, she was a little naive before.
After being refined on the nine-layer lotus platform, the pure yin bone will no longer affect the physical body, and the reappearance of the Dantian also temporarily eliminates the hidden danger of exposing the pure yin bone.
She is no longer in a hurry about her physical body. It doesn't matter whether she recovers or not.
Calculating it this way, whether you can enter the sect or not is not the important point, but finding the origin of the Nine Transformations of Rebirth Art is the key point.
She vaguely remembered that someone had given her the Nine Turns of Rebirth and the Black Jade Ring Ring, which meant that there were still people practicing this inheritance.
If someone practices it, it will definitely leave traces in this world.
However, she cannot completely expect to find traces. Before that, it is best for her to contact some people with high cultivation level. If she can know the details of foundation building from other channels, it will save a lot of effort.
She remembered that there seemed to be a foundation-building gentleman in Qingbaishan Social Studies.
This gentleman's name is Yao Yu, and he teaches magic. She has chosen this gentleman's course.
It's still dark at Yinshi, and Mr. Yao Yu's class is about to begin.
Zhan Changfeng rushed to the teaching place of Mr. Yao Yu. It was a bare and steep mountain wall, and no one had come yet.
There is a drafty thatched cottage under the mountain wall, and a person can be vaguely seen lying in it.
Zhan Changfeng walked over and performed the ceremony, "The new student Yi Zhan hopes to learn Mr.'s magic."
The people inside remained silent and ignored. Zhan Changfeng did not speak and did not leave, waiting for a response.
The skylight leaked out in the distance, and one or two students arrived one after another. They glanced at Zhan Changfeng curiously, tied up their clothes and climbed up the cliff.
By noon, some students had climbed up and down the cliff several times. When they took a break to take a breath, they saw Zhan Changfeng still standing there and couldn't help but give advice.
"I've never seen him before. He must be a stranger."
"I'm afraid I won't get a response this time. Mr. Yao Yu hates people who come in with money."
Although they spoke softly, there was no way Zhan Changfeng could not hear them.
Zhan Changfeng heard it, and so did Mr. Yao Yu.
Mr. Yao Yu also knew that Zhan Changfeng had also heard it. He felt annoyed that since he had heard it, why didn't he walk away without knowing it?
He said loudly, "You have already perfected the day after tomorrow, and you are practicing martial arts. Why are you here to learn!"
Mr. Yao Yu's voice was very loud, and all the students around him heard it. They felt incredible and couldn't help but change their eyes towards Zhan Changfeng.
"Perfection is the day after tomorrow, did I hear it wrong? She is actually Perfection the day after tomorrow?!"
"How is it possible? He Ming, the most powerful social studies student in our world, became a great person the day after tomorrow."
"Yes, yes, and He Ming is already sixteen years old and can no longer participate in the selection of the Sixth Academy. He has already focused on the unified examination."
"So what if she achieves perfection the day after tomorrow? My husband won't teach her."
"That's true, and martial arts is very easy to practice. How can it be compared to our Dharma?"
Zhan Changfeng turned a deaf ear to this and replied, "Mr. Yao Yu's words are wrong. The methods of cultivation include magic and martial arts, but Tao cannot be martial. At the beginning of Dao, Tao was divided into five arts, mountain, medicine, fortune, divination, and fortune-telling, among which '
Shan' cultivated his body and spirit through meditation, martial arts, food, spells, mystical scriptures and other methods. Because the human heart cannot do both, he chose to specialize in martial arts, and over time he opened up a path to martial arts."
"Dharma uses the vitality of heaven and earth to temper oneself, and martial arts uses the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen the five elements of the human body. After all, they come from the same source and arrive at the same destination by different paths. Why can't martial practitioners practice Dharma?"
"How can stupid and reckless men understand the mysteries of the Dharma? Look at the tens of thousands of martial arts cultivators. How many of them will be able to achieve it in the end? Just one step of foundation building alone can achieve 70% success!"
When Zhan Changfeng saw him mentioning foundation building, he lowered his attitude and asked humbly, "Students heard that there are differences in the way of practicing martial arts. Wu Po Xiantian is the accumulation of strength, which turns the essence into Yuan Jing. Fa Wu Xiantian is the accumulation of strength.
It’s about improving one’s state of mind and finding one’s own innate innocence. This is probably the difference between magic and martial arts. Accumulating strength is always easier than breaking through one’s state of mind.”
Mr. Yao Yu laughed sarcastically, "Everyone can practice martial arts, but only one person among ten thousand people can practice Dharma. Why, you also want to submit to my Dharma?"
In his words, he spoke highly of Dharma and Taoism, and he regarded martial arts as if it were nothing. He actually paid no attention to the fact that martial arts is a part of Taoism.
Zhan Changfeng thought he was biased, but most monks lived according to their own understanding. She was not here to argue, so she did not refute him anymore, but followed him, "I am very yearning for the mystery of the Dharma, and I hope to be able to
To learn it, please ask Mr. Yao Yu to teach me."
In her eyes, both law and martial arts are Tao, which she wants to explore deeply, so there is nothing wrong with this sentence. But to Mr. Yao Yu's ears, it means something else.
Mr. Yao Yu was proud that someone came to give up martial arts and study Dharma. He also saw that she behaved politely and politely, unlike a martial artist. He also respected himself very much. Even if he no longer wanted to teach her, he had to give her a superficial chance for the sake of Dharma's tolerance.
"Okay, then follow the rules. You first learn Mr. Mingshan's Taoist rituals, and then you learn Mr. Kurogane's body forging. If you pass them all, come to me again!"
Mr. Yao Yu knew that she had chosen nine courses in total. As a result, her courses would inevitably conflict, and she might not learn anything in the end. Humph, young man, you are just too greedy.