In the middle of the night, it suddenly started to rain.
The patter of autumn rain really hurts people.
After arranging for Lao Huang and Shangguan Feng to live in the Taoist temple, Jiang Yang went to Chu Ling'er's house and took a look. He saw the girl huddled in the bed and sleeping peacefully. Jiang Yang was relieved.
Go back to your room, open the window, and sit at the table by the window.
Jiang Yang was not sleepy at all, couldn't sleep, and didn't want to sleep either.
He began to fiddle with the bottles and jars on the table.
After playing with it for a while, I felt bored, so I took out a talisman seal given by Zhao Zai from the Qiankun bag and started copying it according to this talisman seal.
But how can it be that the supreme Confucian "words are followed by law" seal scripts can be copied so easily.
Half an hour later, there were dozens of scrapped talismans carved under Jiang Yang's table.
In the end, Jiang Yang simply buried his head on the table, thinking about the past few months and his gains and losses:
Now, Jiang Yang had to make new plans for the future.
Xun Yijian, the Sword Immortal, just got a little closer to him, and his attack was a little heavy, accidentally killing Tieshan. Tie Tianyuan, the old man, refused to let go.
He did not dare to trouble the swordsman Xun Yijian, so he aimed at himself, the "soft persimmon".
A trip to Wushan County!
Now that I think about it, it was Tie Tianyuan's trap along the way. He just wanted to put himself to death and Qingyuan Guan to death!
Jiang Yang sometimes thinks:
Did you really do something wrong?
But looking back, I didn't do anything wrong.
After his uncle left, he had no choice but to go down the mountain, and then he had communication with the world.
Since coming down from the mountain, he has always maintained a low profile and has not bullied the weak or harmed the natural world.
But even this has aroused the hostility of many people.
Ask yourself!
Jiang Yang doesn’t feel like he’s at fault!
Since you are right!
That is...
After all, this is a world of the weak and the strong.
If others see you as weak and easy to bully, naturally anyone will dare to step on you.
After Uncle Wen left, the Giant Bear Sect dared to challenge the sect the next day.
After that, he was tricked by the Iron Fist Sect one after another.
They are all reflections.
If it weren't for the chance to accept two disciples, Qingyuan Temple would have disappeared long ago!
I wanted to escape, mix into other sects, and hang on to my thick legs...
Can.
Jiang Yang doesn't want to do this anymore.
Even if you can sneak into Shuxian Sect and have the imperial court behind you, but you are not strong enough, others will pinch you as much as they want!
If you are strong enough!
Why was the disciple Chu Ling'er threatened by the Zhentian Bottle and almost lost his life!
Jiang Yang slowly raised his head, his eyes burning brightly.
At this moment, he seemed to have firmed up some kind of belief.
A belief in becoming stronger!
Only strength is the strongest support!
"call--"
Jiang Yang slowly exhaled a breath and covered his face with his hands. When he put his hands down again, what came into view was a face full of wrinkles.
It's Lao Huang.
Lao Huang stood under the eaves, looking at Jiang Yang with a smile on his face.
Like a late-night maniac!
Jiang Yang was startled and stood up: "Senior, why are you still up so late?"
Lao Huang smiled dumbly, put one arm on the window sill, pointed at Jiang Yang and said casually: "You kid didn't sleep either... By the way, don't call me senior again in the future. It sounds awkward, just call me Lao Huang.
."
"Young men don't dare!" Jiang Yang responded humbly. He knew that the unkempt old man in front of him was a person with great supernatural powers.
"Just call me Lao Huang. There will be a long time to come..." Before Lao Huang said a few words, he took off the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip.
Seeing this, Jiang Yang asked: "Ex...Old Huang, you seem to like drinking very much?"
"Children can be taught!" Old Huang said in a creaky voice, looking at the pattering autumn rain in the yard, he sighed: "As I get older, I always like to drink..."
Jiang Yang smiled and said: "Old Huang, one day I will personally brew a pot of wine for you. I'm sure you'll get drunk after just a few sips."
"It's a joke, there is no wine in the world that can make me, Old Huang, drunk." Old Huang said confidently.
Jiang Yang continued to smile and did not deny it. Before meeting him, there was indeed no wine that could make Old Huang drunk.
But he had drunk the wine from Laohuang Gourd, and the alcohol content was not high.
Although in this era, Lao Huang's wine is already considered a first-class wine.
But in later generations, Lao Huang's wine was a bit unsatisfactory.
Jiang Yang was confident that the high-altitude grain wine he brewed would allow Lao Huang to find a new world and fall in love with the wine he brewed.
"Hey, you can't say that. There are people outside the world, there is heaven outside the sky, and there is wine outside the wine... That's because Lao Huang, you haven't drunk the wine I brewed myself. After drinking it, you won't say that."
Jiang Yang deliberately whetted Lao Huang's appetite.
When Lao Huang heard this, he was really fooled: "Look at you kid, it doesn't look like you are talking big words. Can you really make good wine?"
"It's natural! Give me some time."
Lao Huang pointed at Jiang Yang and raised his eyebrows: "You kid, you didn't hold back anything, did you? Tell me, what do you want to exchange for Lao Huang?"
Jiang Yang spoke bluntly: "Please guide me in my practice and answer some of my doubts on my practice. If you can, I will cover all your drinks, Senior Huang."
"make a deal!"
…
The two hit it off immediately.
Jiang Yang invited Lao Huang into the house for a detailed discussion, but Lao Huang shook his head and refused, saying that the air outside was better and the scenery was better.
There was no choice but to start a conversation through a window.
The first question Jiang Yang asked was still the one that gave him a headache.
Why can't I break through the Qi refining stage after ten years?
"True?"
"Truth."
Lao Huang thought about it for a moment...
If Jiang Yang knew that his realm in this life could only stay in the Qi refining stage, would he go crazy?
No practitioner can bear this blow.
But on second thought, Lao Huang felt that Jiang Yang would not go crazy.
Qingyuan Temple is the inheritance of those two people, and Jiang Yang is their disciple.
The brothers and sisters have always had good vision. Since they dare to accept a disciple with innate spiritual roots, Jiang Yang must be excellent in all aspects.
The psychological quality is also excellent!
So, Old Huang said: "Because you have innate spiritual roots, your spiritual roots have been shaped since you were born, and there is no possibility of growth. This means that your realm will always stay in the Qi refining stage in this life."
Jiang Yang frowned, his expression slightly stern.
I feel like things are not simple.
Why did my uncle never tell me this?
Innate spiritual roots?
Aren’t you a top-notch spiritual root?
As if he could hear Jiang Yang's thoughts, Old Huang added at the right time: "Oh, the innate spiritual root is a kind of top-grade spiritual root, but it is the most useless one."
In an instant, Jiang Yang's mood hit rock bottom.
He sat down slowly, his voice almost trembling: "Is there any solution?"
Lao Huang shook his head.
No solution!
At least for now, there is no solution.
"But my uncle said that if you gain insights in battle, you will have a chance to break through!"
When Old Huang heard this, he was stunned for a long time. He thought that the woman named Wen really liked to lie to people as always, so he said: "I lied to you."
boom--
Almost instantly.
Jiang Yang's face froze, and his worldview collapsed!
It turns out that all the unremitting efforts over the past ten years... will have no results.
All efforts are in vain!
Seeing Jiang Yang on the verge of collapse, Lao Huang couldn't bear it. He reached out and patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder and said: "Although the realm will always be stuck in the Qi refining stage, the strength can continue to grow, but the process is very slow.
, if the opportunity is right, the strength can be comparable to the general divine realm."
"really?"
Hope lit up in Jiang Yang's eyes again.
God’s will is God’s will!
It's better than a little Qi refining.
The worst-case scenario is that he will be hiding in Juxian Town from now on. The strength of Shen Yijing is one of the best in Juxian Town.
It is better to be a big devil in Juxian Town, bullying men and dominating women, than to go to the world and be a common person.
"How to do it?"
"Continue to enrich your own fighting methods, magic bodies, formations, talismans, poisons, Confucian magic, charm... In fact, you can learn about them all."
"As long as you know enough, others won't be able to resist you."
The first few are pretty normal, but what about the charm technique?
Beauty trap?
Jiang Yang thought for a while and figured it out instantly.
Lao Huang wants to be a good student with all-round development of "morality, intelligence, physical beauty".
"Old Huang, what can you teach me?" Jiang Yang was concerned about this.
He must drain Lao Huang dry during the period when Lao Huang lives in the temple...
Old Huang pointed to the hairpin that bound Jiang Yang's hair: "Old Huang, I practice swordsmanship, and I can teach you how to practice swordsmanship!"
"Alright!"
The peach wood hairpin that binds Jiang Yang's hair is one of his trump cards.
He wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary.
"Okay, next question." Lao Huang waved his hand and took another sip of wine.
Jiang Yang thought for a while and said: "Help me keep Shangguanfeng in the temple!"
puff--
Lao Huang squirted out all his wine.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yang was surprised.
Lao Huang wiped his mouth and deliberately lowered his voice: "I can't control that kid."
Jiang Yang patted his chest and gave Lao Huang a confident look, "Look at me, Lao Huang, just be responsible and cooperate with me."
Shangguan Feng knows how to make elixirs, but he can't let go of his future cash cow...
After that, Jiang Yang asked a few more questions he encountered during daily practice, and Lao Huang answered them one by one.
I don't know when the night rain will stop. When I looked up again, I saw that Old Huang had disappeared.
It's lonely late at night, after the autumn rain, and there's a lot of frogs chirping.
The Toad King, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, jumped in from the window, threw himself on the table with a squeak, and stared at Jiang Yang with a crazy frog face.
Jiang Yang was leaning back on his chair, doubting life:
Uncle Master actually lied to me?
What kind of top-notch spiritual root are you lying to me about? Will you be able to ascend to immortality in the future?
If an ordinary person had been deceived for ten years, they would probably have committed suicide long ago.
But Jiang Yang doesn't do that.
He just kept sighing.
After all, we are human beings in two lifetimes, and our psychological quality is just right.
He didn't say anything when he was knocked away by the third place, let alone this? This chapter has been completed!