This feeling cannot be described, but Cheng Tianle inexplicably felt that it was her! The sound of the piano came from the ridge of the water pavilion opposite the pond. At that time, Cheng Tianle was fighting fiercely with Cao Kuang in that direction, and had no time to turn around. Afterwards, he immediately withdrew from the scroll due to his injuries, and never had the chance to see who helped him clearly.
There is no need to worry if Cheng Tianle has clues, because the scenes in the scroll world will not change. The next time he enters the scroll should be the same, and now he will take care of his injuries.
Cheng Tianle struggled to get up, and slowly stretched his body in the pavilion as if he was doing gymnastics. His movements were very strange as if he was imitating the postures of various beasts. This was a set of dynamic exercises that soothe meridians and spirits in the magic tricks he learned. He practiced a long time ago, but now he is injured and is suitable for sucking spirits. After about a meal, Cheng Tianle returned to the pavilion and sat down to regulate his breathing, and did not leave the back garden until dawn.
His face was a little pale, with blood on his upper lip and ears. Anyone who saw it would be shocked. Zi Hao had already gone to work. Cheng Tianle returned to the room to wash and looked in the mirror. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought he had the advantage in the world of the scroll. After a long time, it seemed that it was the world he owned and controlled. He entered the scroll to practice martial arts, but he practiced such a serious injury!
No wonder it is said that in seclusion practice is sometimes very dangerous. There are signs of being possessed by the devil and even being seriously injured in his silence. Judging from his experience, this is also a completely possible thing. He suddenly thought that Dui Zhenhua had been in seclusion in the Xiaojianchi Cave Heaven for a long time. I wonder if he could be safe and sound? The numerous disasters in the practice are indeed not easy to survive, but this time he asked for it.
Cheng Tianle took out a small porcelain bottle. There was a yellow bud pill inside. This spiritual medicine can assist in practice and heal the wounds of the body and spirit. Yuwen Tingtao Villa leader once gave him three. Cheng Tianle himself only left one. At that time, Yuwen Ting did not explain the properties of the medicine and how to take it in detail, and did not even say the name of the pill. He took it for granted that Cheng Tianle must have known it.
Ishino, the leader of Kunlun League, who had never met before, thought more attentively, or knew his background better. A few days ago, the Ming Dan Youcheng sent nine Huangya Pills, and attached a detailed explanation of the properties of the medicine and various prescriptions for taking it. Among them, there are those who specially treat this internal damage. Cheng Tianle gave all nine elixirs to Ai Songyang and transferred them to Zhen Shirui for healing through Hu Weihua's hand. Now his own injury is not as light as Zhen Shirui. Fortunately, he has a yellow elixir left and knows how to take it.
Cheng Tianle walked in the back garden again during the day, and then took the pill at night. He used magic power to transport it. He seemed to have a warm current surged all over his body, and his internal organs felt very comfortable, especially the calm and clear mind. He entered a state of concentration and breathing, and when he stood up the next day, he seemed to smell a faint fragrance on his body.
Huangya Pill is really useful. If Cheng Tianle also has nine pieces, and takes them in batches for nine days and assists in practicing the exercises, the injury will be healed. Unfortunately, he only has one pill, which can consolidate his spirit and slowly recuperate. At least one month later, it will not be able to enter the world of paintings for the time being. This retreat practice has become a retreat and recuperating.
Cheng Tianle felt a little embarrassed. He was so sad that his family was injured so badly. He looked like he had been beaten by someone, so he didn't want to disturb the demons, and even Zi Hao didn't even meet him. When he was in seclusion, he often didn't leave for the whole month and didn't eat. Zi Hao had been used to not seeing him once for several days, so he didn't pay special attention.
After this silent lesson, Cheng Zong was much more cautious than before. He also remembered the two words that the saint said - be cautious of oneself.
Things are not only for others to see, but also what attitude should be, even when you are alone. Some people do not make mistakes because they are afraid of being punished, fearing that they are pursued, and do not want to be despised and despised. If all sins can be gone without light, no mistakes can be paid, and no consequences can be borne by doing anything, then some people will forget themselves and will do it even though they know it is a sin, thinking that it is the pleasure of great freedom.
Many people often have this kind of dream in the daytime delusion with sudden drop in IQ, thinking that this is the realm of transcendence pursued, but they do not understand that this so-called great freedom cannot exist in the world, and it is not a transcendence at all. This kind of persistence is the coldest and stubborn soul shackle.
The combination of mind and action that is emphasized in the state of practice does not specifically refer to the practice of supernatural powers and magic, but also includes a state of existence. It may seem ordinary.
When you are alone, you will not be discovered and do something you do not know. Is it still the same mind and nature? This has nothing to do with everyone's privacy. Everyone has secrets. There are many things that are neither willing nor necessary to share with outsiders. The so-called cautious self-satisfaction is another meaning.
Cheng Tianle's experience in the world of painting is not exactly the same as the principle of being cautious in solitude, but it has similarities. Some mistakes he would not make in the real world are negligent when practicing alone in seclusion. The world of painting is also the world, and he is calm but cannot play with it. This time he is injured is a lesson. When Cheng Tianle was recuperating, he thought of the way to be cautious in solitude, which is also a different understanding.
A month later, Cheng Tianle's injuries were restored and when he entered the world of the picture scroll again, the situation in the garden was still the same as when the fierce fighting had just ended. Is this picture scroll world real? If it is not true, what happened is so real. Cheng Tianle fights with monsters in the picture scroll, and exiting the picture scroll world will be hurt in reality, even though the monster in the real world has long been killed.
But if it is true, Cheng Tianle was injured in killing monsters in the scroll world, but the next moment, he recovered from his injuries and was alive, because he withdrew from the scroll for a month before entering the world again. This is impossible in reality, and it is also a strange thing about entering and leaving the scroll.
This strangeness belongs to Cheng Tianle only, and other people in the scroll world cannot do this. Therefore, Cheng Tianle cannot completely regard the scroll world as real, and it is indeed not real! Entering the scroll is his personal experience and an indescribable magical experience. It is this accidental injury that gives him the opportunity to understand the way of being cautious in solitude.
The fog in the bamboo forest had not dissipated, and the scarred python fell to death in front of him, and the bamboo leaves were still flying. Cheng Tianle turned around, passed through the pond from the small bridge and jumped onto the roof of the water pavilion on the other side. Standing at a high place, he could not see a figure. The sound of the piano just now seemed to be just an illusion, or the person playing the piano had already left.
Cheng Tianle inexplicably felt that she had come. There was her breath in this scroll world, as if it was the charm of Gusu mountains and rivers. Cheng Tianle looked up and suddenly felt a wonderful feeling, as if the heaven and earth in the scroll were also looking at him. It was like a flash of inspiration in his mind, fleeting, as if it was a state of enlightenment, but Cheng Tianle did not grasp it, and then he was alarmed by the sound coming from not far away.
There were all kinds of dull noises and light flashing in the garden just now, and finally woke up the staff on duty at the entrance. Someone got up and took a flashlight and slowly came in to see the movement. The ancient garden in the middle of the night was also very creepy. He was muttering something while walking. Although the garden was not big, it was designed in a deep and tortuous way. Looking at the man's posture, it would take some time to patrol the place where the battle was fought.
Cheng Tianle jumped down the pavilion and returned to the bamboo forest. He waved his hand to draw out ice fog and lightning to wrap the monster's original body, and refine it with magic power. All materials that felt that the physical nature was different were removed, and they did not burn it at once like the one I did when Che Xuan's original body last time. Then another flame spread along the snake's body and burned it into ashes, and picked up several things left in the ashes.
When Cheng Tianle left, the police officer Luo Bin was still unconscious and still not awake, and the on-site staff in the garden were about to reach this area and would find him.
On the second day in the world of painting, Cheng Tianle went to Zhen Shirui's tea room with a small box. Zhen Shirui should be healing her wounds these days, so it is unlikely that she would come here. Cheng Tianle just wanted to leave something for her. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of playing the piano. Boss Zhen actually came today. After careful observation of her complexion, he found that there was a wound on her body.
As soon as Cheng Tianle sat down in the corner, Zhen Shirui stopped the sound of the piano and greeted him, "Mr. Cheng, are you here? It's a coincidence that Miss Xiaoshao just left!"
Cheng Tianle said in surprise: "What! Miss Xiaoshao has just arrived. Have you mentioned that I am looking for her?"
Zhen Shirui sat down opposite the table and said a little apologetically: "I mentioned that Cheng Zheng wanted to see her, and gave her the painting she drew last time. But Miss Xiaoshao did not ask, and only said that she would see her when she could see her."
Zhen Shirui did not say it completely, but Cheng Tianle could also hear the meaning of it. Miss Xiaoshao had learned piano music here, and many guests had seen her. They asked Zhen Shirui and hoped to meet Miss Xiaoshao. It seems that Miss Xiaoshao obviously regarded "Cheng Zong" as one of them, and was not interested, so she tactfully refused with such a statement.
Cheng Tianle also felt a little ridiculous. Yes, he wanted to know someone, but why should he know him? But when he thought of Xiao Shao's strangeness, it seemed like a person who did not exist outside the world of the picture, and when he thought of the string last night, Cheng Tianle couldn't help but be interested in her.
Zhen Shirui in the scroll world was not clear about Cheng Tianle having seen through her identity at this moment. Cheng Tianle thought about it, opened the box in his hand and took out something and pushed it over from the table, and said in his soul: "Boss Zhen, I accidentally learned that you have some trouble recently. I came here today to tell you--no need to worry anymore, it has been solved!"
Speaking directly in the soul is the natural magical power of Zi Hao, who is happy to learn from him. Opening this way is equivalent to revealing to Zhen Shirui that he has the ability to cultivate himself.
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