Chapter 137 The people of the time don't know Ling Yunmu
After eating and drinking enough, it is the time to digest food.
The earth-level monks are awesome. Although Gan Congshi, an earth-level monk, is a bit unsophisticated in nature, it does not affect him in the slightest. He uses local materials and uses an ax to cut out two large rocks like tofu for the two of them to lie on.
Lying down on the hillside.
Facing the sunset that has basically slid down the valley.
The daytime has passed, and the night is slowly opening in the evening breeze that is starting to become slightly cooler.
An old man and a child watched the meteor shower.
If in the past life, I looked up to the sky like this on a summer night, in an area with better air, or in the city of Yunling, I would have seen a huge light band in the sky running from the northeast to the southwest.
That is the Milky Way.
The Cowherd boy stands on this side of the Milky Way, and the Weaver Girl stands on the other side of the Galaxy.
Across time and space, the Milky Way can still be seen in this life, but the direction, size, and density are all very different from the previous life. Xu Guangling is not even sure whether this is the Milky Way or not.
But it doesn't seem to be any different.
Even if he was born in the Milky Way, the Milky Way cannot be said to be his "hometown", the solar system is.
Going one step further, that aqua blue planet is.
The Milky Way is too big. If you consider it your hometown, it may not recognize you as its wanderer.
In this life, when he was a child, Xu Guangling often lay on the bed and looked up at the stars, and entered a meditative state in this way. At this moment, it was the same.
The old man Gan Congshi is a bit noisy.
"Xiao Lingzi, do you know how to cook? How do you make it so delicious?" Gan Congshi asked, changing his title.
Fortunately, my name is not Xu Guangxi, otherwise, I would fall out at this moment.
"It's normal. You've seen it, senior. I just throw the ingredients into the water like you do. There's nothing special about it. Maybe it's because I chose something that appeals to your taste?" Xu Guangling said.
Hey!
Can I tell you that in my previous life, in order to please the two old men and myself at the same time, I deliberately improved my cooking skills to a considerable level later on?
Even the word "large" is not enough to describe it.
What a person likes to eat is mostly determined by his or her body, and a small part is determined by experience and taste.
I don't know your experience, and I'm not sure about your taste, but I know your physical condition. Food cooked based on your physical condition, even if it doesn't have any of the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, will still be delicious to you.
Of course, there is no need to tell this to a small-minded Qi-entraining practitioner like you.
Even if I say it, you won’t understand.
Gan Congshi quite agreed, "That's right, I just thought that what I ate tonight was particularly good for my appetite!"
In front of the rare delicious food, Gan Congshi forgot all his little depression and sadness, and then ate quietly.
Gan Congshi ate a bit too much tonight. He ate more than three-quarters of what Xu Guangling cooked. However, for an earth-level cultivator, no matter how much he eats, as long as his stomach is not full,
, digestion is also very simple.
There is absolutely no possibility of food accumulation.
A peaceful night.
Early the next morning, Gan Congshi looked quite refreshed, and while he was refreshed, he started practicing the boxing technique he learned from Xu Guangling.
Xu Guangling watched with a smile.
After finishing the Gan Cong style, Xu Guangling said: "Senior, this set of boxing is more suitable for me. If you fight, most of the boxing will be useless and a complete waste of time."
Gan Congshi was not convinced.
You are a little kid and you haven't even started practicing yet.
No matter how talented you are and how good the inheritance you receive is, it will take at least a hundred years before you can discuss cultivation with me.
Now?
Go, go, what do you know!
Even if I learned this boxing technique from you!
Gan Congshi glanced at Xu Guangling, a little mortal, as if a god had descended into the world, and then chuckled: "Xiao Lingzi, which boxing frames are useful to me, and which boxing frames are useless to me, do you still know this?
?”
He said this very calmly.
"Of course I know, I have clairvoyance!" Xu Guangling answered equally calmly.
What?
What what what what?
Gan Congshi couldn't believe his ears, and he even wondered if he had suddenly fallen into a trance.
What did he just hear?
Also, what is the Eye of Heaven?
"Xiao Lingzi, what are you talking about...spiritual eyes?" When it came to such matters, Gan Congshi no longer dared to be calm and calm, but asked with a dignified expression.
"The spiritual eye is the first level of the heavenly eye." Xu Guangling gave him some popular science seriously:
"It is mentioned in the Wanfa Sutra that the Heavenly Eye is divided into many levels. The first level is to see into the netherworld. It can see both color and colorlessness, light and darkness, and grandeur.
I can also see the subtle things..."
What?
What what what what?
Gan Congshi was immediately shocked.
Also, what is the "Wan Dharma Sutra"? Why does it sound so bluffing?
Hesitatingly, the next moment, he also asked hesitantly.
He briefly forgot about the heavenly eye and spiritual eye. What he wants to know most now is this "Sutra of Ten Thousand Dharmas"!
"Xiao Lingzi, what is this 'Wan Dharma Sutra'?" After saying this, the old man immediately added, "If your teacher has told you, then never tell me."
In fact, this should not have been asked in the first place.
Gan Cong Shi knew without thinking that it must be something quite...
If the little guy's teacher were here and heard him asking this kind of thing, he might be struck to pieces with a palm!
But how could he resist asking!
I asked, but the little guy didn't say it was the same thing.
If he doesn't ask, that's another matter. - What Gan Cong Shi can be sure of is that if he doesn't ask, he may be thinking about it in his heart for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to calm down.
"The Scripture of Ten Thousand Methods is a book that records all kinds of methods from top to bottom." Xu Guangling replied innocently: "The lower methods can only be practiced to the level of the earth. They are the most useless things. Ten Thousand Methods
There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine methods recorded in the scripture."
"Medium-level methods can be practiced to the level of heaven, but they are of little use. There are 999 methods recorded in the Wanfa Sutra."
"There are only ninety-nine superior methods."
Gan Cong Shi, Gan Cong Shi, Gan Cong Shi...
Completely stunned, Gan Congshi stared at Xu Guangling with big eyes, like a vegetative person who had lost his mind.
What did he hear just now?
Being dumbfounded is just an appearance.
Inside, Gan Congshi's heart was pounding wildly, and the blood in his body rushed up to his head and down to the soles of his feet.
That is to say, in the extreme agitation of Qi and blood, at this moment, he was numb from head to toe.
My whole body was in an extreme tremor similar to panic.