Cheng Tianle practiced the three stages described in the fourth step to the state of unity. It took a total of half a year, but in a trance, it seemed like he was just a blink of an eye. At this level, he should be able to get out of seclusion. For demon cultivators, they must continue to condense the mysterious pill every day until they use their skills; for Cheng Tianle, even if the spirit and energy are in harmony, they will naturally turn to the body and mind.
One morning half a year later, Cheng Tianle walked to the rockery in the front yard, took a deep breath and said, "What a refreshing fragrance, did the osmanthus bloom so early?"
"Rat" floated over from the rockery and said, "Oh, for so many days, I finally saw that you look normal, not stupid and silly... It's already autumn, so of course the osmanthus is blooming!"
Cheng Tianle was slightly surprised: "So quickly, how long have I been in seclusion?"
"Mouse": "It's been half a year, and it's Double Ninth Festival in a few days... Should you go out for a walk and go to the useless place to try hairy crabs?"
Cheng Tianle widened his eyes and breathed out, "No wonder people say that they don't know the years of their practice. I feel that it's been a few days, and it's been half a year! They haven't come to see me even if they are useless?"
"Rat": "You have given instructions. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. You have to go into seclusion and practice. They dare not disturb you if they have something to do! But a few days ago, Wu Jiaming left you a message online, saying that he had received an invitation from Tingtao Villa, inviting you to attend the celebration ceremony of the establishment of the new board of directors... I think that was slander. It should be that the new owner of Tingtao Villa took office. The tenth ** is that Yuwen Ting."
Cheng Tianle said in surprise: "Which day is the ceremony?"
"Rat": "It was a few days ago, the eighth day of the lunar calendar. At that time, you were sitting for three days and three nights in a row. I didn't dare to disturb you, so I didn't reply to Wu Jiaming online... Wu Jiaming would know what to do and tell them that you were just practicing in seclusion. This is not rude."
For the past six months, Cheng Tianle has been in a state of practicing merit and practice. No outsiders have disturbed him. Cheng Tianle turned off his original phone and changed to a new phone. Only his parents knew that he had called to ask about his life and work several times. He also left online contact information, but Huang Shang, Yi Bin and others never left a message. In the end, he forgot to read it again. As a result, he missed the invitation.
Cheng Tianle asked again: "National Day holiday is about to be held?"
"Mouse" asked back, "What does it have to do with you whether you are on vacation?"
Cheng Tianle: "I promised my parents that I would go back for the National Day holiday, so it's time to go out to buy something."
"Rat": "You finally decided to leave the customs?"
Cheng Tianle: "Yes, I should have come out of seclusion too! The realm has reached, and it is unnecessary to sit still. Today I will go out for a walk and go to the alley to have a meal of shrimps and eggs... Think about it carefully, it has been so many days. I haven't eaten anything but drink tea for two months!"
Cheng Tianle finally walked out of the house for the first time in half a year. In the past six months, he occasionally had to replenish daily necessities, but he needed very little. He left the house for no more than ten times, and he climbed up the wall from the side alley. This old-fashioned heavy door with fireproof bricks on the surface opened from the inside, which scared the two passers-by. His legs were soft and he almost sat on the ground, thinking that he was haunted in broad daylight. As a result, he was really a "ghost".
Cheng Tianle locked the door and walked towards the alley. "Rat" floated behind him, watching the two stunned passers-by secretly enjoying themselves. One of the benefits of retreating for half a year is that "Rat" can usually completely hide its traces, and you don't have to be sealed in Quchi when going out with Cheng Tianle.
In the small "old brand" restaurant at the entrance of the alley, Cheng Tianle ordered a few dishes and a bottle of beer. It tasted delicious and looked very fragrant. It made people drool. She thought to herself what good things this person was eating? Cheng Tianle has practiced the introductory method of fasting, but it does not mean that he has no desire to taste. His body has been refined and purified, and he will feel more delicious and absorbed better when eating. Just like a monk who has experienced the test of the sacrament, he still has the desire to love. And because his mood is clear, he can enjoy the pleasure and stimulation more.
When checking out, the boss asked with a smile: "Brother, are you an art person?"
Cheng Tianle was slightly stunned and looked up and said, "How did you see it? I am indeed a major in art."
The boss is still the same boss, but he no longer knows Zhong Tianle. Maybe he hasn't seen him for a long time. There are so many customers coming and going to the restaurant every day, and it is unlikely that he can remember everyone. He replied in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Look at your temperament and dressing up like an artist!"
Cheng Tianle didn't say much, and smiled and answered "Thank you!" and then got up and left. When he returned home, he looked in the mirror and understood why the boss didn't know him anymore. He also asked him if he was an art person. He hadn't had a haircut for half a year. Although he still shaves habitually every day, his hair has not been cut, and it grows faster than usual, and it is all covered with his shoulders.
Cheng Tianle looked at the hidden direction of the mouse in the mirror and asked with some confusion: "It turns out that my hair is so long, I can do shampoo advertisements! I have washed every day in the past six months and often looked in the mirror, so why didn't I notice it?"
"Rat" asked in wonder, "Hey, can you see me in the mirror?"
Cheng Tianle: "I don't need to see where you are! I can naturally understand everything by cultivating the external scene, internal breath, fasting, and the soul and energy are still turning, let alone you?...I'm talking about hair, why didn't you notice it?"
"Rat" showed a translucent figure and curled his lips, "Hair doesn't grow out of one day. You will see it every day, and it doesn't matter if you don't notice it. In the past six months, you are in a daze and practice the outer scene of the soul. It's like the heaven and earth are my body. Will you pay attention to the hair and beard of the heaven and earth? It's as natural as the sun and the moon."
Cheng Tianle nodded and said, "Oh, it seems that it is also confirmed when you say these words!"
"Mouse": "Nonsense, I have been practicing martial arts for the past six months, but I am not as stupid as you, as if I have lost my soul all day long."
Cheng Tianle smiled and said, "Yes, you have lost your practice and no one can see it." Then he found a thin rope, put his hair on the back of his head and tied it with a ponytail, turned around and asked, "Do I look like an artist?"
"Rat" replied: "It's so similar! It's even more like it when you go out to do performance art, act like a hooligan or something."
Cheng Tianle: "Mouse, you know more and more, but you still know performance art?"
During the National Day Golden Week in 2014, Cheng Tianle just went home with half-length hair and a ponytail. Before he got home, he specially bought a modern mid-suit, with a fashionable atmosphere that returned to tradition. The whole look changed, and the confident demeanor was completely different. At this moment, he really had a master's style.
When I got home, my mother almost dared to recognize her at first sight. She was stunned for a long time before she exclaimed: "Lele, you have grown up!... Why do you want to keep your braids? Do you want to be an artist?"
Cheng Tianle replied with a smile: "I'm busy with work and don't have much time to get my hair done... Besides, I'm just a major in art, I just change my hairstyle and change my clothes?"
Mom shook her head and said, "No, no, no, the spirit is completely different! She is so handsome and handsome, she deserves to be my son!"
These words made Cheng Tianle almost blushed, and he quickly shook his head and said, "I've passed it, mom, you're too exaggerated... But, I think I'm pretty handsome!"
Cheng Tianle stayed at home for seven days. Whenever someone asked him what job he was doing, he would say he was a creative director in a real estate company. This was not a bragging thing. As long as he was willing, Yi Bin or Li Li's company would be happy to send such a letter of employment. When relatives and friends saw Cheng Tianle again, their eyes lit up. No one would think of him as the incompetent silly boy two years ago, and he felt like returning home in glory.
After the long holiday, Cheng Tianle took a plane to Shanghai and then took the high-speed rail back to Suzhou. Before going back, he called Wu Jiaming to inform him that he would gather all the demons to wait at the Menghu Meifrog Hotel. It was time for a long time that he had not met. It was time for a meeting.
When Cheng Tianle walked into the hotel, even Wu Xiaoxi, who was standing in front of the door, didn't recognize him, and asked with a smile: "Hello sir! Do you have any reservations?"
Cheng Tianle smiled and asked, "Why, don't you let me have a meal if you don't make a reservation?"
Wu Xiaoxi then realized that it was Cheng Tianle. He exclaimed and jumped over and grabbed his arm and said, "Mr. Cheng, when did you become so talented? Your braid is so cool!"
This shout alarmed all the waiters in the hotel and ran out to watch the fun. Even Master Fan ran out of the kitchen with a large spoon. Cheng Tianle smiled bitterly and said, "What's there to watch? I'm not a giant panda?"
Master Fan stared at him and said, "Shi Shi is farewell to him, you should look at him with admiration! You haven't been here for more than half a year, and I almost dare not recognize him. What a big boss's subject is this?"
At this time, someone smiled and said, "This is not the big boss's sect, it is the master's sect." When he looked up, Wu Yanqing and others also came down from the upper floor.
Cheng Tianle was speechless. Didn’t he just tied his hair into a braid? As for everyone’s reactions were so exaggerated!
But he could also sense his own changes, that is, his soul became particularly clear, which was different from the extremely sensitive state when he had experienced the catastrophe and the catastrophe of Danhuo. Instead, when his mind moved, he would naturally sense all the observations he saw. This intuition was too clear, so clear that it was reached to a limit, and even felt something was vaguely wrong.
Why is it not good? This is a contrast between perception and ability. For example, a person can see everything very clearly, and even see bullets flying towards him but cannot avoid it. His body cannot keep up with perception, and his behavior cannot keep up with thinking, and he will be a little uncomfortable.
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