Until now, Chen Jinchan was convinced that the ladle really contained a lot of water. The only thing he didn't understand was how the small ladle could hold such a large amount of weak water. When he thought about this question, a question came to his mind. The answer came out - 'Na Xumi Yu Mustard Seed'.
And soon he understood the meaning of this sentence, which meant that there was a way to put Mount Meru, which was bigger than Zhongshan, into a container the size of a mustard seed. He understood the meaning, but he could not understand the method. How exactly is it used
But it did not prevent Shen Lian's status in his heart from rising to that of a god.
As for how he was able to pick up the water ladle, he could only attribute it to another kind of magic in his heart. These things were what he wanted to explore, and it was even as if he was born to learn these methods.
Although a thousand words were not enough for Chen Jinchan to express his gratitude to Shen Lian, Shen Lian also stopped him from expressing his conventional thanks. If Shen Lian's right hand was not mutilated, exposing the bones, Chen Jinchan almost thought that he would take advantage of the wind at any time. Fly away and disappear between heaven and earth.
That quality of being separated from the world and yet wandering in it will become more and more obvious to Chen Jinchan when he is in front of Shen Lian.
Another word came to his mind - 'Flying Immortal'.
Chen Jinchan said: "What else does the teacher need from me?"
Shen Lian smiled slightly and said, "I told you to get water for you, and then you can go back and recover."
Chen Jinchan felt that something was wrong with leaving like this, but it didn't look like Shen Lian wanted to keep him. Besides, even if he was reborn, it would be almost impossible to get to the mountain temple before noon tomorrow.
With every delay, the hope of arriving on time becomes slimmer.
Therefore, he decided to say goodbye. At the same time, even if he risked the wrath of the mountain god, he would ask the mountain god about Shen Lian's origins when he returned.
Chen Jinchan then said goodbye to Shen Lian, and then his limbs were filled with heat. He suddenly realized that his broken hand had been restored to its original position at some point. As the heat filled up, even the pain was reduced a lot.
In fact, similar things happened to him in the past, because every time he was accidentally injured, the injuries and pain would disappear after a sleep. However, this time he did not sleep, and the injuries recovered in a short time. , much faster than before.
This can only be attributed to the heat in his body, or Qi. He found that the true energy in his body, even if he did not actively stimulate it, would always swim in the meridians and acupoints, absorbing the essence in the flesh and blood, and grow at a speed that he could detect.
He has never practiced cultivation and does not understand that this shocking accumulation of true energy is enough to make 99% of the monks in the world want to be killed headlong. After all, the endurance of each person's meridians is limited, and the time for daily practice is also limited. What's more, when meditating and practicing Qi, you must first get rid of distracting thoughts to avoid going crazy.
Chen Jinchan, however, had no such worries. His true energy grew spontaneously without consuming his mind. Even his own breathing naturally changed to Shen Lian's breathing when he was sleeping, but he didn't deliberately run it in his heart.
Shen Lian is more aware of this situation, and there is an accurate description called 'inability to have no thoughts'. At first, the old fox fairy saw that his body and soul were not in harmony, and said that he needed the state of 'no thought' to eliminate the shortcomings. Later, Shen Lian entered Qingxuan, received the guidance of the headmaster Zhang Ruoxu, and endured it in Youhe. After fifteen years of suffering, he had just reached this realm, solved his dilemma, and laid a solid foundation for his later enlightenment.
But what Shen Lian once worked so hard to do, Chen Jinchan did it overnight, without any reluctance, it was very natural.
If Shen Lian's jealousy was a little stronger, he would have already let out his anger at this moment. After all, he has always been the only one who far surpasses others in cultivation. This is the first time that others have surpassed him in cultivation talent.
Shen Lian understood very well that the reason why his cultivation speed was unrivaled in ancient and modern times was actually due to many factors, and it was definitely not because of his own talent, so he really admired Chen Jinchan's perfect Taoist body like a creation of heaven.
For him, the immortality that all creatures in the world long for can be easily obtained with only time and practice, and there will never be any insurmountable obstacles during the process.
Chen Jinchan gathered his true energy and walked up the mountain, as light as a swallow. He was only ten feet away when Shen Lian appeared in front of him in the air. He bumped into him, but before he could reach him, he was covered by an invisible soft The strength supports the body.
Shen Lian said: "I forgot one thing. Take this stone tablet and keep walking towards the mountain temple. No matter who calls you, don't respond, let alone stop, until you see the mountain temple."
There was a fresh smell of vegetation and earth on the stone tablet, which was obviously freshly baked. Chen Jinchan felt a little dumbfounded, but did not dare to be careless, so he accepted the stone tablet.
He took the stone tablet and the water ladle and headed towards the mountain temple. There were many steep mountain roads in Zhongshan, and most places had no roads and only birds could cross them. The strange thing is that the stone tablet has a special power that allows Chen Jinchan to cross a long distance with one step, or it can mean that a long distance is directly reduced to one step.
The surrounding scenery continued to retreat, and he became more and more leisurely as he walked, until late at night when the moon was high in the sky, stars were shining brightly, and wolves occasionally howled, he saw a beautiful woman walking out of the moonlight.
Chen Jinchan has never seen other women in the world except Wu Zun and the women from Chencun, but he understands that there are very few other women in the world who are more beautiful than this woman.
Her beauty comes from a special quality, like a lone goose in the sky, graceful in the moonlight.
There was a sword on the woman's back. Chen Jinchan couldn't see the whole thing clearly. He only saw a halo of five colors flowing, which was very similar to the five colors when Shen Lian was casting spells in the daytime. It was just a sharp aura that forced him to His mind felt like his breathing had stopped.
He was still walking, perhaps because of the inertia brought about by the strange power in the stone tablet.
"Chen Jinchan." The female voice, as cold as Snow Valley Konglan, penetrated directly into his ears. He was about to respond, but thinking of Shen Lian's words, he held back.
He tried his best not to look at the woman, forced himself to suppress his heartbeat, and walked forward.
As he walked, he walked from late night to morning light. The voice of the woman calling his name that kept lingering in his ears was either quiet, lonely, or high-pitched. Every sound made ripples appear in his supposedly calm heart.
He couldn't help but agree several times, but he finally held back. It wasn't until he saw the mountain temple that he stumbled and almost fell to his knees when he reached the cliff.
The woman left when he saw the mountain temple.