Spiritual energy sounds mysterious, but it is actually not uncommon.
It doesn't have to be an inaccessible place, it's fine in the deep mountains and dense forests, as well as small rivers and shallow bays.
The aura is like the fog in the morning, sometimes it stays in this place, and sometimes it floats elsewhere. And a place full of aura, like a valley that is prone to fog, will be enveloped by aura every time, just stay there and wait.
Ink carp once thought that aura was easy to find.
Especially Qimao Mountain.
When planting ginseng, it is not the best spiritual acupoint, and even the ink carp is too lazy to take a look.
There is more than one mountain in Zhushan County. Although other mountains are not as rich in spiritual energy as Qimao Mountain, they are not too bad. When the sun rises and the moon sets, you can always feel a trace of spiritual energy flowing slowly.
Qin Lu once said that the fun of living in seclusion in the mountains is to gather herbs in the morning and cook tea in the evening, and listen to the sound of the bamboo forest.
He praised the feeling of being far away from the world, and Mo Li sat at the bottom and thought silently, of course, with such a strong spiritual energy, how could it be uncomfortable to live in
To be honest, Reiki has this effect on people.
Only the first half of the so-called "Huahuatianbao" and "Outstanding People" are true.
No matter how many talented people come out of a place, they have nothing to do with the earth.
Qimao Mountain is rich in spiritual energy and lush vegetation, but it is not a panacea. A radish planted in a cave can taste better than other radishes, but it is still a radish.
Limited by talent, ginseng is ginseng, and radish is radish.
At least it still grows in the ground!
When an accident occurs in the dragon veins, when the spiritual energy is frantically pouring out, the elixir can be ripened, seeds are born, and the whole mountain is restless, but people are different.
No matter whether they are prodigies or geniuses, they are all not green vegetables and radishes buried in the soil. What kind of people they are, and what kind of people they will become in the future, their spiritual energy is irresponsible.
It is true that one side of the water and soil supports the other side.
It is nonsense to say that the feng shui here is good, and the future generations are all prosperous.
After Mo Li left Zhushan County, although he did not find a place with abundant spiritual energy like Qimao Mountain, there was still a little spiritual energy. After Shilang Mountain had been tossed so much, there was still residual spiritual energy.
However, after stepping into the territory of Yongzhou, Mo Li really felt that this place was different.
The villages are dilapidated, the wells are dry, and sometimes there are dead trees even outside the villages.
How can a tree live without its bark
Mo Li's expression was solemn, and Meng Qi became more and more anxious.
Meng Qi regained some memories of Reiki, and he also felt that he needed Reiki. However, the strange thing was that when Mo Li could walk 300 miles in a day with light energy, they didn't find a place with Reiki.
"Stone Mill Mountain is in front."
Mo Li stopped to look around and found the map again.
Despite its shabby name, Shimo Mountain is the largest mountain in the area.
The further south you go, the slower the terrain, Yongzhou does not have as many mountains as Pingzhou.
Meng Qi is not a real gerbil. Although he is small, his eyes are very good. Like Mo Li, he saw the shadow of the mountains in the distance.
It is a pity that Wangshan ran to death, and when he got to the mountain, he was afraid that it would be midnight.
"...Don't be impatient, there is no spiritual energy, maybe it's because of the drought."
Mo Li couldn't help but put his hand on the fat mouse again, he comforted, "You have also seen this journey, many villages and towns are very dilapidated, and there is a lack of water everywhere."
Reiki is born from the earth veins, nourishes each other, and circulates back and forth.
Even if there is no water, even if there is aura, it cannot be retained.
Mo Li could only guess where there might be spiritual energy on the map, and try to be in the direction leading to Taijing, so as to save time.
The barrenness of Yongzhou made Mo Li want to turn around and head straight for Zhushan County with a gerbil.
After all, in Qimao Mountain, there is no need to bother at all, just drop it wherever you want to be aura...
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a dark red, and there was only the whirring of the wind in the open field, like a ghost crying.
The ink carp collected the map, found a place to shelter from the wind, took out the hard cake and crushed it, specifically looking for the soft and a little bit in the middle to feed the gerbils.
Meng Qi: "..."
From a man to a rat, the doctor still hasn't forgotten to stare at him to eat
Meng Qi turned his head, pretending to be dying, without even looking at Broken Cake.
"Don't eat?"
Meng Qi continued to pretend to be dead. He had eaten this hard cake, and it was tasteless and not even a little oily.
Mo Li did not persuade him any more, he moved the fat mouse to his lap, and then ate the broken cake by himself.
He ate very carefully and carefully, and not a single bit fell to the ground.
Meng Qi raised his head and looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt that he could eat this kind of hard cake like a person attending a banquet at the Taijing Spring Festival. .
Just thinking about it, a piece of hard cake suddenly appeared in my mouth.
Meng Qi was probably in a daze, but instinctively opened his mouth and bit it.
"… "
Forget it, what has already reached your mouth, let's eat it.
The gerbil's teeth are very useful, and the hard crumbs are not difficult to bite.
Meng Qi, who had lost all his face, did not give up on himself, and chewed it carefully twice to keep the meat on the gerbil's cheeks from shaking.
Although he has shown the greatest perseverance to maintain the image of eating, the speed control is not too slow, and he feels very tolerant, but a fat rat is a fat rat, external conditions hold back, no matter how elegant the movements are!
Mo Li did not laugh at him, but silently broke off another small piece and handed it over.
Doctor Mo's mood is very delicate.
A person who expresses his good feelings without hesitation becomes a fat rat in his hands in a blink of an eye, and anyone who changes it will find it subtle. Originally, the best way should be to separate the two for a period of time, but unfortunately Meng Qi is not only a patient, but now a gerbil that cannot change back to human form.
He can't leave the gerbils alone, can he
If it's a fox or a wolf, just walk with you.
The result is so small!
Mo Li felt some discomfort in his chest, which was the aftermath of being rubbed by the gerbil's paws, and he always felt that there was something there.
If it was someone else, no, it was another creature. If he dared to do this, Doctor Mo would definitely pick it up and throw it aside, but what if the gerbil was thrown out and snatched away by the wild cat squatting nearby? Chase up and fight the cat? Snatch the fat rat from the cat's paw
Thinking of this consequence, Mo Li immediately held back.
At that time, there were not only outsiders in the ancestral hall, but Meng Qi's previous situation was very bad. Can't see things clearly, and can't hear sounds, maybe the gerbil's paws are rubbing around because of nightmares
After finding an excuse for Meng Qi, Mo Li's anger subsided a lot.
Otherwise, what can we do? Do you want to reach out and poke and push the fat mouse who is holding the broken cake and nibbling on it three times
The gerbil's long hair trembled.
Meng Qi thought, strange, why is it suddenly cold
Mo Li thought blankly that he raised a white fox, a ginseng plant, and a big snake, and hoped that they would cultivate into demons, but he couldn't count on any of them, and finally picked up a fat rat outside.
I don't know what the teacher would think if I brought it back.
Putting the last bite into his mouth, Meng Qi looked at the dazed Mo Li, and tentatively touched the doctor's finger hanging in front of him.
Mo Li snapped back to his senses and glanced at the fat mouse in a complicated way.
The gerbil was at a loss.
"gone."
Mo Li thought that Meng Qi didn't even know his real name, which made him a little funny and a little guilty.
Just thinking about it, Mo Li suddenly felt a spiritual energy.
This aura is too weak, as if the wind will dissipate.
Mo Li stared at the ground stubbornly, the spiritual energy came and went quickly, there was no time to grasp its veins, he simply waited motionless.
Finally, when another gust of wind came, Mo Li felt the direction of the spiritual energy.
"It's not Shimoshan?" Mo Li was also surprised, but he couldn't think about it at this time. He picked up the fat mouse and ran in that direction.
Gradually, the traces of aura became more and more obvious.
In the end, the ink carp stopped by a dry river.
The riverbed is completely exposed, not even withered grass. Because of the snow and freezing in winter, when the flowers bloom in spring, it is estimated that the river can recover a little.
Reiki is left over from this river.
The ink carp walked along the river for a while, and the spiritual energy was always there.
"Um?"
The ink carp saw that there was a box-shaped thing at the bottom of the river, and it was square, because it happened to be buried in the place where the cave was supposed to be the spiritual cave in front of the river, and it was noticed by the ink carp.
The box is black, not too big, and it's dark and I don't know what material it is.
The ink carp didn't go down, he raised his hand and flicked it, the sand and sand rolled down, and the box was shaken out by the internal force.
Probably sinking in the river for a long time, the lock on the box has been rusted beyond appearance, the ink carp tried it and found that it was actually a gloomy wooden box.
The so-called gloomy wood will not fade, will not rot, and will not grow insects.
There were some small cracks on the wooden box, and the ink carp shook hard along the cracks.
"Snapped."
The box opened, and a small ball of golden light rolled out from inside.
The gerbil looked suspiciously, Mo Li waited for a while, and found that there was no mechanism or poisonous mist in the box, and then walked over and picked up the golden objects.
It looked like it was only the size of a fist, but it turned out to be folded when I held it in my hand. When the ink carp was not careful, it shook out flat and turned into a weird golden vest.
Meng Qi: "..."
Ink carp: "… "
What is the name of the relic of the former martial arts leader who made a sensation in the world, who was first stolen by gods, then involved in love, hatred, murder and money, and finally summoned by various factions and coveted it
Gold armor
The author has something to say:
Pick up treasures at will, good luck
In this article, feng shui is bullshit, not literally the author is bullshitting, but there is no magic Feng Shui method in this world to change luck.
Randomly digging a mountain will only collapse, burying something can only wait for it to rot or be picked up →_→