Chapter 915 chattering, stubborn stone flying ashes
Praying for spirits. The Han people say it is ‘inviting the gods to come to the body’.
A small technique that is not popular in the universe of Middle-earth, but a heavy technique that is widely circulated in the world of Moye.
During the battle in Tiandu, Bu Ting used this spell. One person killed twenty evil gods, killed two shadows of Tianli, and then broke through the giant spirit's palm to cover the sky, until Tianli's true form was forced out, and he joined forces with the shadow monk to fight against the strong man.
The enemy fought a battle with the Golden Bell Magic Sound. It was far beyond her limit. Five times or ten times? No one could figure it out. The only thing that was certain was that she had to pay it back.
Don't forget that the extra life has already been taken in, but it's not enough, you have to add the current...sleep.
After the fierce battle, the situation of not listening is far from being as easy as others thought.
The deep sleep began three years ago, and the awakening is far away. In the words of Elder Feng: Whether you wake up or not depends on God’s will.
But not long after saying this, Elder Feng shook his head again: In fact, she can't be considered asleep now. In this situation...how should I put it...she is almost awake, and does whatever the people around her say.
Everything and what happens around her will fall into her sea of consciousness. She is aware of it, but it is useless for her to know it. She cannot wake up.
After finishing speaking, after pondering for a moment, Elder Feng added: As for whether she knows she fell asleep, I don't know. But whether she knows it or not, she can't wake up, so I think she still doesn't know.
Better. It's a bit like dreaming, well, dreaming.
If the dreamer knew that he was having a dream from which he could never wake up, he would be extremely frightened.
"I asked Elder Feng how to wake you up." He refused to listen, and Su Jing kept going: "He said, 'Try to stimulate as much as possible, no matter how sad or happy it is.' I asked him to keep quiet about this matter, so there is no need to talk to him again.
Others have mentioned it. Firstly, it is useless to worry because it will cause my classmates and friends to worry. More importantly, I really can’t stand them coming to greet me...You can’t stand it either.”
"Try...to...stimulate..." Su Jing drawled a long note, smiling at whether he would listen or not. She always liked him to laugh even if she didn't listen. When they were intimate and alone, they would always say, "Smile for me."
Look, girl, but she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Su Jing didn't know if his smile would be reflected in her sea of consciousness: "At that time, I had a clever plan: to marry another person. I was quite happy, this is considered
It's fair to say that I bought a new house to save my wife from waking up... But Elder Feng also said that it's not 'life-threatening' as much as possible. There must be a degree of restraint in this process. If you are so stimulated that you don't want to live, then it is completely over.
I became anxious as soon as I heard this. If I don't marry you, I won't have a second wife. You like me so much, and you will hold a wedding when you see me, and you will lie to me to the end and refuse to wake up. If the second wife is gone, you will do me a lot of harm.
"
"I remember you said before: Go back to Baima Town and reopen Suji. You should be very happy watching me sell stewed meat and eggs and count the money... This is your wish, so I went back to Baima Town and opened a store. As a result
You’ve made all the money in the world to build a family and you haven’t woken up yet, hey, I’m telling you, it’s your fault.”
For three years, Su Jing stopped practicing and focused on opening a shop. He seemed very busy, but only he knew it. There was always another 'Su Jing' in the cave, watching over the sleeping Bu Heng, telling her how beef should be.
How to make sauce, the difference between roast duck and roast chicken, how to choose tea ingredients for tea eggs, how much money you made today, and what should be shipped tomorrow... For three years, I kept talking and almost didn’t save anything.
There was a moment of silence.
Now that Moye and Yang Saburo have flown far away, and only the two of them are left, Su Jing has 'taken out' Bu Ting, changing from the nagging of his spiritual consciousness to the nagging of his real body.
"But you're not awake. We didn't open this shop in vain. We really made a lot of money. Practitioners don't treat money as money. If they don't make money, who do they make money from? I asked Liu Liang. The money we made from opening the shop is enough for us.
I bought a few good houses in the Imperial City, and now I am considered a rich man. I don’t agree with this. My craftsmanship is not as good as my grandfather’s, but I really make more money than him. A lot more. If I were you, I would be so happy...
.Yes, I know, you have to sleep when you are tired, but you can’t sleep endlessly. I am taking care of Su Ji alone in Baima Town. The big black eagle is so good at killing people that I can’t even figure out how to cut beef crosswise.
I had to cut the chicken diagonally all by myself, and I was very tired and thin, and I didn’t see you coming to help me.”
"Let's forget about the past and let it go. Who made you good-looking? I won't care about it anymore... I won't care about you when you pretend to be asleep when you're busy with business. Don't care about me about drawing the talisman either... Until now.
I don't understand why that talisman was drawn on Feng Qiao. But no matter what, it was always my fault that I drew the talisman on that girl. At first I thought I told you about this and you would wake up in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, Madam was so calm that she just continued to sleep."
"I didn't mention anything before. Now that you and I are back in Moye, if I can bring this place back to life, you really have to wake up." Su Jing paused for a moment and sighed: "
To be honest, I don't think I can do this, you have to help me."
Then Su Jing changed his tone again, no longer heavy, and he was as cheerful as usual: "I was scaring you just now. I have many ways to wake you up! If Moye is not alive again, we will replace him with a new one.
Move: Beat." Su Jing pinched his fingers and made a clicking sound: "Hit your wife. How can you not wake up after being beaten? I tell you, don't force Uncle Lishan to beat his wife, this is not what we Lishan
The inheritance..."
Talking all the way, Su Jing moved forward.
A world without wind, rain or sunny weather.
In the battle to control the world, Su Jing and his wife lost three lives, and each suffered serious injuries and severe backlash. Three years after the war, Su Jing returned to Moye, hoping to restore the vitality of the world, hoping to wake up the deafness in his arms.
. Come to Moye, Su Jing hopes that he can heal his most serious injury.
The world without life is declining faster than imagined. The layers of soil are desertified, and the earth is cracked and broken into pieces. The tough mountains in his eyes are covered with dim but dazzling gray. Su Jing can notice that the mountains have become 'brittle'.
, the seemingly tall mountain wall may not be able to withstand a mortal punch, and can barely remain with an outline or a shape; the great rivers along the way may have dried up and bottomed out, or may be as dark as ink and exude a strong smell of corruption; and
The once prosperous cities collapsed into ruins.
In the three years since he returned to Middle-earth, Su Jing has been unlucky all the time, and various accidents have occurred one after another, which has greatly affected his recovery. However, after this period of time, his injuries are generally better than when he said, "Fighting alone is not my strength."
It is not yet able to soar into the sky, but it can still walk fairly safely while holding a person in its arms.
The world fell, geology changed, and deep or shallow pits appeared under the seemingly flat road. As luck would have it, Su Jing stepped on all of them and fell all over, but no matter whether it was his feet landing or the back of his head,
Smashing it to the bottom of the cave, Su Jing always let himself fall beneath her.
After getting up with a grin on his face, Mr. Su Jing did not forget to say to Bu Hexiao in his arms: "Thank you, Emperor Moye's son-in-law must abide by the customs of your mother's family when he comes to Moye's world."
Moye custom: women on top and men on the bottom.
Three months. Su Jing traveled through Middle-earth for a whole season, and finally arrived at Mount Li, the foundation of the Qing clan.
The continuous mountain peaks are half collapsed and half subdued. The majestic momentum that once looked down on one side is now reduced to only two words: embarrassed!
The mountain is already like this, and all the buildings built by the ancestors of the Qing tribe in the mountain have long since decayed and collapsed, and even their general appearance can no longer be seen. The mountain is finished. It is too rotten to be carved, and too fragile to bear the weight. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Su Jing raised his head.
Looking at Lishan, there was no trace of depression in his expression, but there was some joy in his tone: "We've arrived at the place, it's time to get busy!"
While talking, Su Jing patted his satchel, shovel, long bamboo, hemp rope...a lot of things flew to the ground. It took a day. Su Jing built a bamboo shed at the foot of the mountain, which gave him a place to stay.
place.
Su Jing did not listen to being placed on a soft couch brought from the middle of the earth. Su Jing did not rush into the mountain. Instead, he sat by the bed and took out a jade box from the ghost robe.
The ancient ghost seal scripts and talisman seals on the box were a gift from Brother Erming, a treasure from the 'Qilin Treasury'. The sleeves of King Agugu's robe brushed against the stone box. The seal on it disappeared with a flash of mysterious light. At this time, his sea of consciousness
Suddenly Yang Saburo's voice came from the depths: "Su Jing, can you see me? Dongfang."
The Yang Soul of the Golden Crow is connected to Su Jing's natal life. There is no need to shout to communicate when they are far apart. They can communicate by running their minds.
He stood up and walked out of the bamboo canopy, facing the east to gather his eyesight... There was no light in the dark sky. Su Jing shook his head and thought: "I can't see."
Yosaburo did not answer immediately and seemed to be thinking silently. Su Jingze asked: "I want to discuss something with you?"
"Say." Yosaburo's tone was very impatient.
"Don't have such a big appetite first. You are far behind in looking at this entire world. First, treat the place where I am thousands of miles away as a small world, and do it bit by bit. Can you do it?"
Yosaburo asked, "Are you doing this for my own good?"
Su Jingxiao: "It's to help myself. I can't do anything without sunshine."
"Just tell the truth. That's it, don't worry about it." Yosaburo also smiled: "In the long time to come, in the place where you are thousands of miles away, the weather will become messy, sometimes cold and sometimes hot. This is caused by my cultivation.
, I’d like to say hello to you in advance.”
"Don't worry about me, just do your work." Su Jing responded with a second thought, returned to the bamboo shed and opened the stone box.
The box is divided into two grids. The large grid on the left is full of gravels with all kinds of strange shapes. There are also small ghost seals on the stones. Wisps of spiritual aura are flowing through the gravels, moving in an orderly manner. They will never
Escape from the box; the small compartment on the right contains these tools, such as carving knives, long tweezers, iron sandpaper and the like, but they are much smaller and more delicate.
Picking through the gravel, he found a piece with a shape that satisfied him the most. The stone in the box was not big enough for a baby's fingertip, but when Su Jing took it in his hand, it became similar to an adult's fist and got a lot bigger.
He took out a small knife from the box and prepared to carve the stone. He gently lowered the blade, not daring to use force on the first cut. Unexpectedly, with such a light and gentle blow, the hard stone broke directly.
After cracking, the two broken stones instantly turned to dust and disappeared.
Sighing, my heart aches. Every stone passed down by Brother Er Ming is extremely precious. But once it’s wasted, it’s gone. There’s no way to save it. Su Jing took out another stone from the box. This time, he cut it lightly and the stone remained firm.
, with a little strength in his hand, the sharp blade was applied to the stone body without even a trace; in this way, little by little, he applied force until all the remaining damaged cultivation base in his body was put in, but the stone was still immune to the blade.
Su Jing, on the other hand, breathed too hard and coughed for a while.
The shapes of the gravel in the jade box are different, but the texture is exactly the same. The first piece breaks into pieces when touched, but the second piece is not damaged at all despite all the efforts. It is simply inexplicable.
He was coughing violently, and his hands were shaking along with it. He accidentally touched a stubborn stone in his hand. Unexpectedly, the stone that he had tried hard to move even with all his strength would split open again this time with the touch of a knife.
Two pieces were broken, turned into ashes, and the second stone was destroyed. Su Jing coughed and shook, confused.
After being confused for a short time, Su Jingruo realized something and took the third stone into his hands.
Then the fourth stone, the fifth stone... When the sixth stone was in hand, Su Jing looked enlightened and said with a smile: "If you don't listen, do you understand? The way of the immortal is to cause trouble."
"This stone is weird and will change according to people's thoughts. If you pay attention to it, it will become hard. The more you pay attention to it, the harder it will be. Anyway, it is just a little harder than the strength of your hand, so no one can carve it; but
If you relax your mind and don't take it seriously, it will be so brittle that it will not be able to withstand the sharpness of the carving knife and will break at the touch of it. The Dragon Vein Divine Peak will be destroyed in my hands." The small carving knife was turned in my hand.
, Su Jing looked away with a smile and said, "To carve this stone, it doesn't depend on our cultivation level, but only on the state of mind of the person holding the knife."
After finishing speaking, Su Jing took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and didn't move even a little bit... The ten thoughts merged into one, and all distracting thoughts were dispersed. If the mind is empty, there is no thought, and the sea of consciousness is empty and there is nothing.
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Emptiness is pure tranquility.
Su Jing waited indifferently in pure silence, and at some point, Su Jing suddenly saw a pure white light blooming from the sea of consciousness.
At this moment, the world outside him was suddenly blazing. Su Jing's body-protecting spiritual consciousness was filled with warning signs. He suddenly woke up from the pure silence and raised his eyes to look. There were blazing flames in all directions within his sight. The numerous flames were entangled and devouring each other.
In a few breaths, it turned into a boundless sea of fire, rushing towards Lishan.
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Sorry, this is the only update for today. I feel like I've been feeling a little nervous since morning, and my condition is extremely bad. I need to slow down a bit.