As night fell, Yunjing set out from Niujiao Town and had only walked fifty or sixty miles. He measured the land on foot, which was only at this speed. After all, he was delayed for some time along the way, and his walking was considered fast.
There were no villages or towns around his location, and he didn't happen to encounter abandoned buildings in the wilderness. He simply spent the night in the wild mountains.
"It looks like it won't rain, and mosquitoes won't bite me. In the summer, the sky is the quilt and the ground is my bed. It's good to sleep at night, listen to the wind and watch the stars."
With that decided, Yunjing looked for a place to spend the night, and finally found a lawn dozens of meters away from the official road, surrounded by woods.
Putting down his things, he began to work slowly and leisurely.
When he was alone, he didn't have so many worries. He stretched out his mind, and stones of different sizes flew from the surrounding area not far away from him. He quickly built a simple stove like building blocks.
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Then, a large stone weighing dozens of kilograms flew over. Yunjing held it in his left hand and stretched out his right hand. The blood in his body followed the special route of the exercise and came to his palm. In the blink of an eye, his palm turned into iron.
Gray with metallic luster.
"Iron Palm Kung Fu, a superficial Kung Fu in the middle stage of acquired life, can't I describe it as Dacheng anymore? According to the description of this Kung Fu, the blood energy flows to the palms, making the flesh and bones become tough. Even if you are a beginner, at the time of success
The color of my skin is dark and gloomy. It will only turn into iron gray after Dacheng. It is enough to crack stone and connect weapons with force. But my whole hand seems to be made of steel. Tsk, it has surpassed Dacheng. This is the basic level in the early stage.
Of course, the benefits of having sufficient blood energy after entering the middle stage are also due to the effect of spiritual energy. If necessary, take some time and based on the characteristics of this technique, I wonder if it is possible to deduce the method for blood energy to circulate throughout the body.
To reach the point where the whole body is like cast steel, it is already considered a horizontal skill..."
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Yun Jing's hands kept moving.
His palm, which was like steel, began to 'carve' the stone in his hand. The palm rubbed the stone and made a squeaking sound, which made one's teeth ache. The stone powder fell, and soon the big stone turned into
A stone 'Mandarin Duck Pot'.
"Martial arts are really magical. It's just blood energy. Different techniques have completely different effects on transporting blood energy, not to mention the internal strength and innate true energy behind it..."
After the blood energy receded, Yunjing looked at his slender palms that were no different from usual and thought to himself, in fact, he could make this pot with just his flesh palms, he just wanted to try his martial arts.
After the pot was ready, he found stones to make a lid, and then made a stone bowl.
However, he threw the stone bowl away after making it. It was not because the work was not done well, but because he thought of the pigs before using the stone bowl...
So he simply cut down a dead tree, cut off a section and made a wooden bowl. Moreover, he also had firewood, so chopsticks became even simpler.
After the preliminary work was done, Yunjing started cooking, and he was multitasking, with all kinds of things flying around.
A ball of water flew in the distance, and two handfuls of rice flew out of the book box. Wash them in the air and put them on the side of the stone pot. Add water again to cover a knuckle.
At the same time, a little rabbit flew in the distance. A small knife flew out of his book box, and he disemboweled it in the air. The unnecessary parts were thrown far away. Water balloons flew over to clean it, and finally cut it into small pieces.
Place it on the other side of the stone pot, season with salt, soy sauce, minced garlic and ginger to marinate.
Make a fire, heat the stone pot, add oil, and when it starts to smoke, add the marinated rabbit meat to the pot, stir-fry until fragrant, add water, add some wild onions, finally cover the pot with a stone lid and simmer together with the rice.
Yunjing brought some of these seasonings such as ginger, garlic, oil, and salt sauce, but not much, but he could replenish them at any time.
"Psychic power is so useful." Yunjing looked at the fragrant pot with a smile on his face. Life is so much more convenient. If he had to run here and there to prepare these things by himself, it would definitely take him as much time as possible.
More than ten times.
The rice and rabbit meat had to be simmered for a while. Yunjing used this time to find some canes in the forest and built a hammock between two trees on the edge of the lawn.
When the afterglow of the setting sun was almost disappearing, his meal was already ready.
Serve the rice in a wooden bowl and eat it with the stuffed rabbit meat. Not to mention, it has a really unique flavor. Although the taste is a bit unsatisfactory, it is better than the comfort. It makes you feel beautiful and it tastes delicious.
"I haven't found the Sichuan peppercorns. The taste is a bit off. When I find those two condiments, my hot pot will be ready..."
I can't think about it. When I think about Yunjing, I want to get those two condiments immediately.
To divert his attention, he thought that there were a lot of mushrooms in the woods, and thought that he would make mushroom soup for the next picnic, it would be delicious and that would be all.
But will eating mushrooms cause poisoning? Then he was a little hesitant...
After eating and drinking enough, he fetched water from a distance, cleaned the stone pot, added water to boil it, and made a wooden cup. After the water boiled, he made himself a cup of tea.
The aroma of tea came out, and he took a sip of the scalding hot tea. With his constitution, he was not afraid of boiling water at 100 degrees.
Looking at the bright moon rising slowly in the sky, Yun Jing said something comforting.
Eating, for him now, is just to satisfy his appetite. In fact, ordinary food is not enough to provide him with the daily consumption of his current physique. Spiritual energy is the source of power. Otherwise, he would eat hundreds of meals in one meal.
It is not impossible to eat a pound of meat.
For people who practice martial arts, before they reach innateness, the food consumption alone is a terrible figure. Most people simply cannot afford it. The words "poor in culture and rich in martial arts" are not just words. Without enough food and medicinal materials to support them, practicing
If you keep practicing, there will probably be no more people...
After the meal, the tea was drunk. Yun Jing lay on the hammock, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and used his mind power to place these things floating in the air in front of his eyes, as if there was an invisible table.
He started writing travel notes.
'In the 876th year of the Dali calendar, on June 23rd, at the beginning of my study tour, I met an old man transporting firewood on the road, and his wheel fell. I helped him, rode with him, and talked happily. He said that the female bandit had kidnapped someone, and he was very happy (crossed out)
, Angry, if you encounter someone, you will definitely explore its hole, part ways when the road is over, follow each other, and stay in the wild...'
After writing about this day's experience, he only wrote half a piece of paper. It always felt a bit monotonous. Forget it, just leave it like this. He didn't bring much paper. If he wrote it in vernacular, he could write tens of thousands of words, although paper can be used at any time.
Supplement, but there is still a long way to go, and we can’t carry a lot of travel notes recorded in vernacular when the time comes, right?
After putting away the things, with the bright moon in the sky and the bonfire still burning, Yun Jing simply took out a book and read it with his eyes closed, listening to the chirping of insects and birds around him, and taking a sip of tea from time to time. It was so comfortable.
He can remember the contents of any book Yunjing has read in his mind, but why does he still bring books with him? Isn't it just to pass the time?
Also, there is a difference between reading a book and recalling the content in the mind. Just like many old pornographic people in the previous life, they have obviously watched many short movies and have clear pictures in their minds, but they still watch the short movies.
, seeing and thinking, the senses are different...
It was late at night, and the bonfire was burned out. Yun Jing checked that there were no large beasts around. He ignored the small animals and went to sleep.
After all, I was sleeping in the wilderness, and the clouds started to rise early the next morning. Although the hammock was quite far from the ground, my clothes were still a little moist from the dew, so I made a fire to cook and dry my clothes.
For breakfast, he cooked some porridge, added some salt, took out the pickles made by his mother, ate it with the porridge, and finished two bowls.
After finishing, he fetched water from the air to wash himself, put out the fire, and went to the forest to fill the water. Then he packed up his luggage and set off on his journey again.
As for the stone pot stove, just leave it where it is. It might be useful if a traveling traveler comes there in the future. It’s easy to make anyway...
Starting from the place where he stayed overnight, after walking for ten or twenty miles, Yunjing came to a small town called Zhaofeng Town. This town was smaller than Niujiao Town, and the overall environment was similar. There was nothing worth missing. He went to this town.
I checked in at the town official's office, had something to eat, and continued on my way.
Unless he happened to encounter all kinds of nonsense, a person's journey would be so boring and tedious, but Yunjing himself enjoyed it.
That afternoon, Yunjing was fifty or sixty miles away from Zhaofeng Town, and then came to a very special place. Seeing the scene in his eyes, he was slightly distracted.
The place where he is is a wilderness, and there is no grass growing in the area for ten miles!
Here, the traces of mountain collapse are particularly obvious. There are many traces of ravines hundreds to thousands of meters long on the ground, which seem to have been cut out by sharp blades. Traces of terrifying palm prints can even be seen on the collapsed mountain.
Within a radius of ten miles, there is no grass growing on the land, there are ravines and ravines, and the mountains have collapsed...
Seeing such a scene, Yun Jing closed his eyes slightly, and felt something in his heart, feeling some residual breath on this land, and a terrifying picture was suddenly sketched in his mind.
In that picture, there seems to be a celestial being leaping into the sky, wielding a celestial sword to cut down the sword and tear the earth apart. There are also fierce people stepping on the earth and the mountains are shaking, and the mountains are collapsing with the palms of their fists. There are also people who freeze a large area with their hands.
The earth...
In the end, what appeared in his mind was a terrifying giant flaming bird rising up in conflict, like the legendary golden crow, covering the sky. The terrifying high temperature scorched the earth, tearing up and burning those strong men.
The birds burned the earth to the point of oozing ooze, and burned everything to the point of being barren of life!
Opening his eyes suddenly, Yun Jing's eyes flashed with horror.
This place is definitely the place where the eldest princess encountered an enemy assassin a few years ago.
It's so terrifying. Mountains tens to hundreds of meters high have collapsed, and ravines hundreds to thousands of meters across the land are crisscrossed. Even after so many years, this area is still barren of grass!
"True artistic conception, no wonder they are said to be the highest military unit walking in the world before the myth. These methods can be called humanoid small-yield nuclear bombs."
As he murmured, Yunjing's understanding of the true artistic conception improved to a higher level.
"True meaning, meaning, after so many years here, there is still the will of a strong person with true meaning left, and it can even influence one's own thinking to draw such a picture!"
Taking a deep breath, Yunjing warned himself to keep a low profile, as he was still very weak. If he met a strong person with true artistic conception, he should not provoke him if he could, otherwise life or death would be unpredictable.
Compared to here, what happened on Crouching Mountain a few years ago was no different than children playing house.
In this place, Yunjing also noticed traces of the lives of many people. He guessed that after the battle between the eldest princess and the others, someone came here and wanted to learn something from the residual aura after the fight between such masters.
However, after so many years, this place has long been deserted and has become a deserted wilderness.
"No grass can grow. It's probably not because such a master has his own radiation. It's probably because the eldest princess's methods were too terrible and she 'burned' the earth, so no plants can grow..."
After staying at this place for half an hour, Yunjing continued on his way and decided to write down the scenes he saw here in his travel diary.
"I don't know if my travel notes can be revised and published in the future. Hey, Yun Shouxin's Travel Notes..."
Passing by the place where the eldest princess and the others fought a few years ago, it was a smooth journey. For several days in a row, he didn't encounter anything worth paying attention to. Most of them were spent in the wilderness, occasionally entering the city, except for checking in.
It was just to replenish supplies, which caused his travel diary to stop updating for a few days. There was really nothing to record. He couldn't remember how many times he peed and how many poops he had every day.
One thing to say is that over the years, Yunjing has said goodbye to using toilet chips to scrape his buttocks. He washes his buttocks with water, which is convenient for cleaning. He only uses his mind to control water to clean his buttocks. His mindpower is equivalent to his third hand. This...
In a few days, Yunjing left the boundary of Xinlin County and even crossed the boundary of a place called Khanshui County and came to the boundary of a place called Honglin County.
After 'turning over' the local chronicles of this place, Yunjing learned the origin of the name of this county.
The reason why this place is called Honglin County is because there is a mountain forest with a radius of dozens of miles. There is a kind of red leaf tree that mainly grows there. The leaves of that tree are fiery red from the time they sprout. Every year starting from spring, that mountain forest
It became fiery red, like a raging fire burning a mountain, and became a great spectacle in this county.
It's midsummer now, when the scenery is at its most magnificent. Yunjing doesn't want to miss such beautiful scenery, so he decides to go and see it.
Standing in the county seat, you can see the scene from a distance like a burning mountain. Yunjing went straight there after checking in at the county seat.
Obviously there are many people who have the same idea as him. There are many pedestrians on the road leading to the "Huoshao Forest", most of them are tourists, including many young ladies who are out for fun.
Compared with the beautiful scenery of Huoshao Forest, for those young ladies, the cloud scenery is undoubtedly a more worthy of attention than there. He suffered the "unkind" eyes of those young ladies along the way, maybe at night
How many young ladies would dream of him...
Arriving at the foot of the mountain with great interest, Yun Jing was blocked from going.
"Master, please stay. This place is owned by an owner. Please move away." The person who stopped Yunjing said politely.
Yun Jing was speechless and cupped his hands and said: "Student Yun Jing came here on a study tour and was very happy to see this wonderful scene. I want to go up the mountain to have a look. I don't know who the owner of this place is. Can it be convenient?"
It's not that I have to go up the mountain. Yunjing just wants to give it a try. After all, looking at it from a distance is completely different from the feeling of going deep inside.
"Brother, there is no need to waste your breath. The master here will not let you go up. This is the place where the Chixia sect is stationed. They are a Jianghu sect and do not like outsiders to disturb you. If you insist on going up the mountain and anger the master here, you may attract trouble.
Necessary trouble." At this time, a man in white persuaded me kindly.
The person who stopped Yunjing wanted to give some advice, but after hearing these words, he stopped talking...