It was late at night, Ning Que stepped out of the carriage, Lu Qingchen lifted the curtain on the carriage, looked at the young man's back, and listened to the faint sound of frontier songs coming from the fields at night, with a smile on his face.
As a practitioner who has stepped into the Dongxuan realm, even if only one foot crosses that high threshold, it is enough for them to be greatly respected in any country or city, and they do not need to deal with ordinary people at all. Nianshi
More time is needed for meditation, so Lu Qingchen’s time can really be described as time is like gold.
But he was still willing to spend a night or two or even more time chatting with Ning Que, talking about seemingly trivial and meaningless things, because he really liked Ning Que - he liked the calmness hidden under the gentle and immature appearance of the young man.
Self-improvement, as well as the heroic spirit that occasionally burst out like the previous moment - heroic, majestic, self-reliant and calm are the qualities most appreciated by the people of the Tang Dynasty, and old man Lu Qingchen is a native of the Tang Dynasty.
What he told Ning Que tonight were all entrance courses for the South Gate of Haotian Dao. Although it was not a secret that was not told to others, and according to the rules of the sect, ordinary people could not know it, but he still told it just because he believed in it.
Things:
"I always feel that you will become an amazing practitioner in the future."
He knew that Ning Que had no Qi and would never be able to practice, but the old man had no reason or reason. He just thought that this young man could embark on the road he was currently walking with difficulty, and he hoped that this young man could walk better than him.
Be more steadfast and go further.
The old man looked at the back of the young man who was getting smaller and more blurred outside the window, and murmured to himself: "When the night of old age and death is approaching, I start to act carelessly and blindly follow my intuition. Maybe... this is what Haotian did to me.
It’s a revelation.”
Back at the simple camp, Sangsang had already returned. Ning Que asked what the princess had asked her to do, and as expected, received a vague answer with a lack of memory. He had long been accustomed to his little maid using her brain.
Being lazy, they laughed and scolded each other for a few times, drank a few glasses of wine, and then washed up and went to bed hastily.
On the second day, the convoy continued southward toward the capital Chang'an, escorted by hundreds of cavalry. However, the days of Ning Que and his servant were no longer as boring as the previous days.
At night, old man Lu Qingchen would call Ning Que to get on his carriage and chat with him. Her Royal Highness the Princess would also often call Sang Sang to keep her company. Fortunately, Peng Guotao sent a guard to drive the simple carriage, otherwise Ning Que would really be killed.
Forced to play a trick of driverless driving.
During the chat in the carriage, Ning Que learned more about cultivation knowledge, such as the various ways in which practitioners can control the vitality of heaven and earth with their thoughts, such as how practitioners can strengthen the connection between themselves and heaven and earth through certain special items, and how a swordsman is.
Use your thoughts to compress the vitality into an invisible rope, and then bind the thin and sharp handleless flying sword.
There are no very strict standards for special items that enhance the connection between practitioners and heaven and earth. Haotian Dao mostly uses whisk wooden swords, Buddhism mostly uses wooden rosary beads and wooden fish. As for the talisman flying sword, it is a very common standard equipment. The relatively rare ones are
Some great practitioners use strange things like pen and ink staffs.
"Using the power of mind to seal the vitality of heaven and earth into the talisman paper is a talisman master; sealing the vitality of heaven and earth into the formation is a formation master; condensing the vitality of heaven and earth into a sword is a swordsman; using the power of mind to directly mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth is a talisman master.
He is a mind master; with..."
Old man Lu Qingchen was holding a cup of tea, leaning against the car window and talking slowly and enjoying himself.
"Hey, hey, aren't you kidding? If you seal the energy of heaven and earth in a toilet and fight, what kind of master should you call it? Horse master or barrel master?"
After chatting for a long time, the young and old naturally became familiar with each other. Ning Que gradually showed his lazy and rude side, biting a brush dipped in ink and waving his right arm to express his strong doubts.
The old man put down his tea cup, glared at the young man and reprimanded: "Convention, do you know what a convention is? It has been called a convention for tens of thousands of years, what's the problem? Conventional achievements are to be easy to remember, don't be sour!"
"Okay." Ning Que was defeated miserably in the face of the thickness of time represented by tens of millions of years. He hung his wrist in the swaying carriage and calmed down. The thick black pen tip moved quickly and gently on the snow-like rice paper.
Taking notes.
"As for the fighting methods used by practitioners, what sword masters use is called swordsmanship, and what talisman masters use is called talismans. Of course, mind masters like me use mind skills. For great practitioners who have entered the realm of knowing fate, it is difficult to make such distinctions.
, I once heard that some of the elders of the previous generations of masters were practicing divine arts, but I don’t know the specific details.”
"These names...are not grand enough." The expression on Ning Que's face was a little stiff. He bit the tail of the writing brush and looked at the old man and said vaguely: "I feel that they can be collectively called mages. What they use are called spells."
The old man's gray eyebrows were furrowed tightly. He looked at him sternly and said, "The question is, what is the meaning of the word "dharma"?"
Ning Que retreated in defeat again and spread his hands to show his innocence.
"In addition to the above-mentioned types of practitioners, the most common practitioners in the world are actually warriors. Their perception of the vitality of heaven and earth is not as good as other sects, but they are also extremely powerful in terms of combat effectiveness. Warriors can fill their bodies with the vitality of heaven and earth when fighting.
Everywhere is like being covered with a layer of heavy armor from head to toe, and during daily practice, they will mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth to stimulate their skin, flesh and blood, thus forging a body of steel and iron bones."
"The giant man with the earthy yellow luster at the Beishan crossing is the warrior?"
"Yes, but that person's realm is not too high. The four generals of the Tang Empire are all the top warriors in the world. Even if the arrow clusters can pierce their armor, they can't pierce their body protection.
Yuan Qi, even if the arrow tip penetrates the body's protective Yuan Qi very hard, it may not be able to cause any damage to their iron-like bodies. Facing such strong men, no matter how good your archery skills are, it will be useless."
After hearing these words, the word Xiahou naturally appeared in Ning Que's mind. He lowered his head and calmly copied notes, while he kept thinking about ways to deal with such a strong man.
"If you choose to close the distance and engage in close combat with these strong men, you are seeking death. Although your strength is good, it is like a field mouse or a lion compared with them. You can't shake them even with all your strength, and they
I can snap your neck with just a snap of my fingers."
"If you attach vitality to an arrow... how lethal would it be to a warrior?" Ning Que suddenly raised his head and asked seriously.
The old man pondered for a moment and then slowly shook his head: "Very few practitioners try to attach the vitality of heaven and earth to arrows, because arrows are different from flying swords. In order to ensure speed, the mass must be very light, so they are easily disturbed by natural induction, and they cannot
The talisman is engraved on it, and the attached vitality dissipates too quickly... Of course, if someone can solve the problem of vitality dissipation, this kind of feather arrow will undoubtedly be a terrible long-range attack method."