"How should I know this man's name? It's not mentioned in the letter."
Fudao Shanren pointed at the silver light that was gradually dissipating and rolled his eyes.
He began to sigh again: "My disciple, this old monster Hengxu is the lifelong enemy that Master has encountered since he set foot on the road of cultivation! This man is treacherous and cunning, doing all kinds of evil, doing all kinds of evil, and deceiving young girls..."
Having said this, he paused.
I think I said it wrong...
"Ahem." After coughing, Fudaoshanren's face didn't even turn red. He said seriously, "In short, this is the biggest cancer in the entire Nineteen Continents right now, and yet he still occupies the title of the number one. It's really outrageous! Disciple, you must do your best!"
Very heartfelt words.
This is not what Jianchou wants to hear.
After Fudaoshanren said that he didn't know, she lowered her eyes in disappointment.
Build the foundation in ten days.
An apprentice I accepted not long ago.
It can't be such a coincidence, right
Jianchou kept trying to comfort herself, but the words "hold the Tao with your left hand" kept striking her heart, making the hatred in her heart surge.
"Master, is the old monster Hengxu very powerful?"
Jianchou let out a breath slowly and asked in a trembling voice.
Fudao Shanren snorted coldly, showing dissatisfaction: "You are only a little bit better than me, that's all!"
He stretched out his little finger and pinched it lightly.
This expression and action are exactly the same as when he said that his innate Wanxiang Dou Plate is one inch bigger than Jianchou's.
You will know the real answer as soon as you see the sorrow.
She didn't expose him, and asked again: "Who is he?"
"He's quite a powerful person, isn't he? The 19 continents are divided into four regions: South, North, Central, and Extreme. The Central Region is in the middle, and there are countless sects in it. Old Monster Hengxu is the head of Kunwu Mountain, the head of the Central Region. But he's nothing special, not as good as me."
At the end, Fu Dao Shanren was afraid that his disciples would see through him, so he quickly added a sentence.
“That’s really amazing…”
Kunwu Mountain, the old monster Hengxu, the number one person in the number one sect in the Central Region
Could it be him
Jianchou's thoughts were swirling, but he felt only coldness.
"Then... what about the ten-day foundation building?"
"… "
Fudaoshanren's face turned green in an instant.
"Ten days to build a foundation, ten days to build a foundation! This hermit will never believe it! Back then, my grandfather was a brilliant man who suddenly appeared in the world. It took me a full hundred days to build a foundation. The legend of the Nineteen Continents, 'Build a foundation in a hundred days, and break through the mortal world', was about me! Now, old monster Hengxu must have deliberately created this limelight to suppress me!"
The more I think about it, the more I feel that I am right.
Fudao Shanren nodded and looked at Jianchou with certainty: "That must be the case! Building a foundation in ten days is simply impossible!"
Jianchou still remembered that only after refining Qi and lighting up the Dou Plate could he seal the plate and lay the foundation.
Fudaoshan people said that his Doupan was more than one inch long. Even if that one inch was a lie, it was clear that Chou still believed it and it would not be much worse. Even so, it took a hundred days to build the foundation. This legendary "left-handed Taoist" only took ten days.
She was not like Fudaoshan who deceived himself and thought it was fake.
If this person is really Xie Buchen, Jianchou can understand why Xie Buchen is willing to give up everything and go in search of immortals when he recalls the agitation he felt when he rode the wind and flew the sword.
It’s a pity that understanding doesn’t mean not hating.
All the events of the past flashed through my mind, and a small flame rose from somewhere.
Ten days.
"Master, how long does it take for an ordinary person to build a foundation?"
“Some people can complete it in several months at the fastest, and some can fail in their entire life, thus having no chance to practice Taoism.” The hermit answered casually.
A bitter feeling welled up in my heart.
Jianchou suddenly laughed softly, and she herself didn't know why.
"What are you laughing at?" He felt something was a little strange. Ever since he had complained just now, Jianchou seemed to be a little bit unwell. Fudao Shanren felt a little guilty. "I don't really think you are a bad disciple. Anyway, Shanren is a person who believes in fate. I saved you, so we are destined to be together, so I accepted you as my disciple. Master really doesn't dislike you..."
Fudaoshanren has never been able to comfort others. He can even say something like "I don't despise you".
Jianchou looked at him for a long while. Although he felt strangely depressed, the words he said made Fudaoshanren so angry that he fell backwards.
"Master, I don't dislike you either."
"… "
Fudaoshanren inhales, exhales, inhales, exhales.
I endure it, I endure it, I will endure it as hard as I can!
Tolerate…
Just bear with it!
I really can’t stand it!
This is too much! This bad disciple is too much!
"Ah wow wow wow you are really going too far! What do you mean you don't despise me? What kind of talent do you have? It's a blessing that you can't even ask for in eight lifetimes for me to accept you as my disciple, and you actually dare to despise me! Is there any justice in this world?"
At this moment, Fudaoshanren suddenly remembered the letter from Hengxu old monster, and he beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying and wailing.
"Look at other people's disciples. They build their foundation in ten days. Look at my disciple. What's wrong with him? Ten days have passed and he hasn't made any progress at all!"
"Master."
Jianchou shouted indifferently.
The voice was not loud, and Fudao Shanren seemed not to hear it. He went to hold the big white goose in his arms and said, "Why am I so unlucky to have such an unfilial disciple? Other people's disciples have built their foundation in ten days, but my disciple is still a weak mortal after ten days. Oh my..."
“Master… Master!”
Jianchou's mouth twitched so violently that she finally couldn't help it and raised her voice and shouted.
"Well?"
The mountain man Fudao, who was crying loudly, turned around and looked at Jianchou.
He said angrily: "Why are you still calling me? I have never seen you disrespect an old man so much!"
"Master said that I lost all my cultivation in the past ten days. I want to ask, what did you teach me in these ten days?"
Jianchou's face looked gloomy.
"… this… "
Fudaoshanren's face turned red, thinking of the words he had just complained about...
Suddenly I felt...
Feeling a little guilty.
"Gulp."
Swallowing lightly, Fu Dao Shanren's eyes rolled around and his gaze swayed: "What... Master, isn't this busy?"
"Busy on the road, busy eating chicken legs, busy hugging big white geese, busy looking at beauty--"
Jianchou thought about the last word and felt it was difficult to say it out loud as it would be an insult to his teacher. He said half of it but swallowed it back.
"Anyway, Master, how dare you praise your disciple?!"
Disciples are always better than others, but you also have to look at what the master is like!
Jianchou was already somewhat broken-down.
Similarly, Fudaoshanren was also devastated at this moment.
Call him a bad mouth!
Before criticizing others, you should take a good look at what you have done.
However, it is never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost.
Fudao Shanren hurriedly comforted Jianchou: "Don't worry, don't worry. What's the saying? It's better to mend the fold after the sheep have been lost. Master, admit your mistakes! How could such a good disciple like you be worse than the left-handed disciple of old monster Hengxu? Look--"
When mentioning the left-handed apprentice of the old monster Hengxu, Jianchou felt a pang of pain in his heart again.
She didn't know how many left-handed monks there were in the Nineteen Continents who had been accepted as apprentices by the monks ten days ago, and she didn't dare to think about it.
Fudao Shanren stretched out his hand and pointed down the mountain behind him, and Jianchou looked over there.
Fragrant grass and beautiful trees, and chirping birds.
Qingfeng Temple is located on the hillside of Daishan Mountain. Its plain, light grayish-white low wall passes through the woods, revealing faint traces.
Jianchou could vaguely see the door of the temple with a plaque with the three words "Qingfeng Temple" hanging on it.
"We are at Qingfeng Temple. There are several disciples exploring the hidden world in the back mountain. It seems something has happened. Master has to go and take a look. Few people come to this cliff. Master will teach you the mantra. You can practice here and wait for Master to come back after finishing his work."
She couldn't believe it: "Really?"
"Can I still deceive you?"
Fudaoshanren glared and was unhappy.
He stretched out his hand, put two fingers of his right hand together like a knife, and lightly pointed at Wu Jian floating in the air. Then he heard a "swish" sound, and Wu Jian flew back and stabbed three feet in front of Jianchou.
With a rustling sound, the sword entered into the rock, raising a small cloud of dust.
"open!"
Fu Dao Shanren frowned and glared, and then he made another finger gesture and exhaled and shouted loudly.
"when!"
It seemed that there was a sound of bells and drums ringing in Jianchou's ears, and the blood in his body surged, and he almost couldn't bear it.
She looked ahead and saw a deep blue halo that gradually rose with Wu Jian as its center. It finally closed in at a height of three feet above the ground, forming a deep blue light shield.
At this time, the red sun was setting in the west, and the setting sun was covering the ground.
The deep blue light shield had a brilliant color. In the gradually darkening sky and amid the crows' cries, it expanded and contracted gently like a pulse.
Like...
This deep blue light shield has its own life and seems to be breathing.
Seeing sorrow, I couldn't help but hold my breath.
Fu Dao Shanren was already used to it, and said, "Go inside, sit cross-legged, and close your eyes."
"yes."
Jianchou walked over as she was told. The moment she stepped into the blue light, she did not encounter any obstruction. The sword was quietly stuck on the ground in front of her. It was clearly a wooden sword, but it was able to break the hard rock.
Perhaps, this is the charm of seeking immortals and asking for the way
The messy thoughts in his mind quickly dissipated, and Jianchou sat down cross-legged.
Fu Dao Shanren did not come in, but said: "The so-called cultivation is to communicate with heaven and earth with the mortal body. Heaven and earth have qi, called spiritual energy, which is hidden in all things and cannot be seen by those who are not spiritual. Mortals cannot see spiritual energy, so they cannot cultivate. Unless there are great talents between heaven and earth who can comprehend some of the laws of heaven and discover spiritual energy, otherwise they cannot cultivate at all. Now, Master will open his eyes for you."
The so-called "opening of heart eyes" is also called "opening of spiritual eyes".
Jianchou sat quietly. Fudaoshanren snapped his fingers and a dark light flew out from his hand. It instantly reached the center of Jianchou's eyebrows, and then it shook its tail and dived in, and its shadow disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, Jianchou's brows furrowed.
She felt something cool sliding into her brow. She couldn't explain why, but she felt her mind suddenly became extremely clear.
What came in was like a clear spring, constantly washing through her mind.
Jianchou suddenly felt groggy, as if he was half asleep and half awake.
She felt the wind blowing past her, and could hear the chirping of birds near and far. The air was filled with the scent of grass and the faint smell of cooking smoke...
No.
There's something else.
Jianchou couldn't tell what they were. They seemed to appear suddenly in her perception. Some were thin, some were in clusters, and seemed to be flowing at any time, like clouds, some high, some low.
Inexplicably, when I see sorrow, I have a desire to touch them.
As soon as she thought about it, those things automatically moved towards her.
Jianchou could clearly feel that as they approached, his whole body suddenly relaxed, as if it was a natural relaxation, friendly and natural.
Those things came out of the pores of her skin, from the energy points around her body, from her brows, her palms...
Poured in.
She felt like a clear bottle that would continue to absorb things from the outside as long as the cork was removed.
The wind seemed to be stronger, and my body seemed fuller.
Jianchou felt warm and cool all over.
Conflicting feelings appeared almost at the same time.
I can't tell how to describe it...
They were very well behaved. After coming in, they followed a certain route and swam in her body, just like swimming in a river.
Jianchou's eyes were closed and he didn't open them.
Outside the blue light shield that contracted and expanded like breathing, Fudao Shanren maintained a finger-snapping posture without moving at all.
At this moment, his mouth, opened in shock, was wide enough to fit an egg.
He stared blankly at Jianchou in the swordless area and felt his throat tightening.
Crazy…
How is that possible!
Isn't this girl the same as me, with a talent of one zhang? How could she have such a heaven-defying talent!
The people of Fudao Mountain are going crazy!
The sun had already sunk into the valley, and the sky and earth were dark. Strong winds were blowing on the cliff, making the flowers, trees and plants on the cliff tremble violently.
Only the deep blue light shield with a radius of three meters remained motionless, still contracting, expanding, and breathing.
The spiritual energy on Qingfeng Mountain, like a gathering, continuously poured into the light shield, and Jianchou sat cross-legged in the middle.
Under her, the ten-foot-square bowl was rotating slowly at a constant speed.
The point in the middle of the bowl -
Tianyuan.
It was actually gradually changing from dark to bright, and was even getting bigger.
Little by little, faint starlight came out from Jianchou's body, and fell like dust, landing on the rotating disk with crisscrossing longitude and latitude.
The moment the starlight falls, the Kun line closest to the Dou disk will emit a dazzling light and then dim.
That bit of starlight was sucked into the Kun line, and gradually followed the Kun line and slowly converged towards Tianyuan.
The closer he got to the center, the brighter the starlight became, as if there was a nebula with Jianchou sitting beneath it.
The mountain breeze blew Jianchou's soft hair, and the starlight like fireflies illuminated her porcelain-white cheeks.
The converging nebulae gradually fell, and the bright lights flickered.
On the dark cliff, the shadows of the trees were swaying. The big white goose had turned its neck and hid behind its back, as if it was sleeping soundly. The Fudaoshan man stood in the biting mountain wind, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and his skinny body was as strong as an old tree.
At this time and place, the whole world is dark.
Only in front of me
The stars are shining!