The appearance of Xu Hong has already told Yu Qiu that he is really back. Back to that origin, back to the moment when I first stepped into the fairyland. He's going to really start over here.
This made Yu Qiu very happy, and this kind of joy even overwhelmed the unhappiness of seeing Xu Hong again.
And Xu Hong lingered outside the door for a while, laughed at himself, "Are you being treated as a liar?", and then left.
good go.
Back then, he was the one who introduced Yuqiu to the immortal sect, and used a kindness to condense the cause and effect between the two. Although in the following hundreds of years of getting along, this kindness has long been repaid by Yu Qiu, the karmic grievances and resentments between the two have been unceasingly knotted and knotted, knotted and knotted, and they are intertwined and entangled. clear. But no matter who owes the most to whom in the end, with Yu Qiu's death and resurrection, all the grievances and grievances in the previous life have all been turned into dust and smoke.
Now, Yu Qiu shut Xu Hong out of the door, simply and resolutely snuffed out the signs of cause and effect in this life.
In this life, there will be no shadow of Xu Hong on Yuqiu's path of cultivation. Yu Qiu even hopes that he will never see Xu Hong again in this life... Although this seems a bit unlikely.
Yu Qiu let out a long breath, walked to the back room, looked at the old man who was still lying on the bed, and gradually calmed down. Since he has returned to the present, the person in front of him is undoubtedly his real father.
Yu Qiu rolled up his sleeves again, and looked at the circle above his wrist again. After knowing that the current body is his own, Yu Qiu can naturally be sure that this abrupt pattern does not belong to this body.
What exactly is this? Is my own rebirth related to this thing
Yu Qiu remembered the small voice he heard before he was reborn after enlightenment, and guessed that the situation in front of him should be related to that voice, and the circle might also be related to that voice, but he also didn't know what that voice was.
Although the unknown will bring anxiety, it is not worth too much panic and hesitation.
They come, the security.
Now that he has resurrected his life, Yu Qiu naturally wants to—
... continue to study the talismans.
Yes, for Qiu, nothing is as important as talismans, he loves talismans so much! You must know that before falling into the hands of the Shadow Demon in the previous life, Yu Qiu happened to be researching a brand new way of drawing talismans, and he was halfway through the research, but failed to complete this research. His biggest regret before his death was this. Unexpectedly, there was another chance to continue now, and Yu Qiu was extremely moved.
But if you want to study talismans, it doesn't mean that you can study it if you want to study it. There is no cultivation, no materials, no spar, and even this poor soul power can consume more than half of it with a ghost drawing talisman... Is he going to study in the air? Yu Qiu now has a deep understanding of what it means to be able to cook without rice.
In order to be able to continue studying talismans, the most important thing Yu Qiu should do now is of course to improve his cultivation, stepping into the Taoist gate first! Yu Qiu patted his face, thinking about those unfinished research, his withered yellow and thin cheeks looked radiant.
Before resuming his path of monasticism, he tucked in the quilt for the old man on the bed.
Then Yu Qiu opened the door curtain and went to the living room, found something to block the half-broken door panel at the door, then sat cross-legged on the spot, and adjusted his breath according to the way he remembered.
The first step in cultivating the Tao is called refining Qi.
Before the establishment of the foundation, monks with unopened spiritual apertures tried to intercept the spiritual energy inhaled from the heaven and earth through special breathing methods, controlled it to circulate in the body for several weeks, and then exhaled the spiritual energy out of the body , and then introduce new spiritual energy... This process of continuous circulation is Qi refining.
The monks in the qi refining period use this method to polish their bodies and meridians, and in the process to grow the essence of the body.
For mortals who want to step into the Taoist gate, the first difficulty is to intercept the first breath of spiritual energy.
Even if Yu Qiu has cultivated to the alchemy stage, before this first difficulty, he had to try again and again, until midnight, his forehead was sweating, and the aura at most only circulated in the meridians After a turn, it slipped out of the body in less than half Zhou Tian.
In fact, the way of refining qi is not a secret in the mortal world, but too many mortals are stuck in this level, so the way of immortality is still elusive to mortals, and even this real way of refining qi has been obscured. Many people took it as nonsense.
If there is no one to help, many people will not be able to take this step even if they work hard for a lifetime. But at this time, as long as there is a monk who is above the fifth level of Qi training to absorb his own essence and guide him, this step can become extremely easy.
That's why it is so important to be the leader when entering the Tao.
But Yu Qiu in this life doesn't need any guides.
If it fails once, it will be done twice, if it fails twice, it will be done three times... Even if it is thirty times, three hundred times, three thousand times, there will always be a time for success.
In these constant attempts, Yu Qiu, who closed his eyes tightly, did not see that the strange circle-like marks on his wrist were flickering on and off with every attempt he made.
After countless times, the sky has turned pale.
But Yu Qiu still didn't give up. Another breath of spiritual energy was introduced into his body, into the eight extraordinary meridians, into the limbs and five bones, and soon there was only the last point left in the whole Zhoutian, and it was here that he failed last time. But this time, this mouthful of spiritual energy... under Yu Qiu's control, was successfully drawn past the last stretch!
He succeeded, and he finally completed a full Sunday. The circle above the wrist also brightened violently at this moment, and then returned to normal.
At this moment, Yu Qiu was already sweating profusely.
But he didn't stop to rest right away. Just one week had little impact on his body and energy. The important thing was that he had to finish the second week and the third before his body forgot the feeling. Sunday... until the body firmly remembers this feeling, so that the whole process can be completed naturally next time.
Until the sky brightened, Yu Qiu finally stopped.
He opened his eyes, wiped the sweaty hair behind his head, stretched out his legs that had been coiled all night, tried to get up, but fell crookedly to the ground.
Yu Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he hadn't slept or eaten all night... After all, he hadn't considered eating and sleeping as a daily routine for many years.
Fortunately, the physical condition is not too bad. Anyway, after a night of polishing, his body is always a little bit stronger than before.
He has already entered the Taoist sect, and has successfully transformed from an ordinary person into a little monk at the first level of Qi refining.
Although the first level of refining Qi is not much stronger than ordinary people...
Yu Qiu was so hungry that he wanted to find something to eat in the house, but the house was barren without even a grain of rice.
Yu Qiu had no choice but to go to the room again to see if the old man was awake.
He was startled by this sight—not only did the old man not wake up, he even had a fever!
Did those injuries from yesterday still not be healed
Yu Qiu didn't have time to think about it, and rushed out of the room. Before changing it, he put a rejuvenation talisman on it, but now he can only desperately find the doctor.
Lang Zhong... where is Lang Zhong
This mortal city is unfamiliar to Yu Qiu, not at all.
He had to knock on the doors of the neighbors around him and asked them for help.
But when the neighbors saw him, it was as if they had seen something terrible. Before he could explain his intentions, they backed away like snakes and scorpions. They didn't want to say a word to him, and locked him up outside the door.
Following the disgusted eyes of the neighbors, Yu Qiu heard a few words intermittently.
"The dead star!"
"Fool! Idiot!"
"Crazy! Go away!"
These seem to be the evaluations of his neighbors.
Yu Qiuzhi seemed to have heard of it. One family ignored him, so he knocked on the second one, knocking all the way there, there was always someone who could talk to him... Even if he told him where to find a doctor!
But none of them.
Yu Qiu really didn't expect that his reputation in this area would be so bad.
Of course he could keep knocking on, but how long could the old man in the family wait
Just when Yu Qiu was on the verge of despair, he heard a voice behind him, "Isn't this Xiao Qiu from Uncle Yu's family?"
Yu Qiu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly looked back.
Standing there was a boy about his age. It's just that compared to Qiu's ragged clothes, yellow and thin face, that young man is dressed in brocade clothes, his skin is as white as snow, his facial features are even more beautiful, his lips are thin and his nose is straight, and his eyes are as moist as stars in the sky. .
The young man greeted him with a puzzled face, "Why are you here? Uncle Yu started to let you go out?"
Yu Qiu had no intention of admiring his beauty at all. Seeing him approaching, he rushed towards him as if seeing a life-saving straw, "Do you know where the doctor is?"
Doctor? The young man froze for a moment, then thought of something, and quickly frowned, "Did Uncle Yu...was beaten very badly yesterday?"
Yu Qiu nodded hurriedly.
Then the young man decisively took Yu Qiu's hand, picked a direction and walked away.
Yu Qiu's hands were dirty, and quickly stained the young man's white and tender skin, but the young man didn't mind at all, and kept pulling tightly.
Soon, the boy stopped in front of a door. There is a plaque hanging on the door, and the plaque reads "Rejuvenation Hall".
"Where did you come from, little beggar!" On this busy street, Yu Qiu's tattered outfit was so conspicuous, poking at the door, immediately attracted the attention of the stewards in Huichun Hall.
The boy pulled Yu Qiu and took another step towards him.
The person in charge just saw the young man, and the disdain towards Qiu was immediately withdrawn on his face, showing a strange look of crying or laughing, "So it's Mr. Xiao..."
Is this boy surnamed Xiao? Yu Qiu secretly kept it in his heart and vowed to repay this kindness.
The young man surnamed Xiao took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to the steward, "Where's Dr. Zhang? Someone is waiting for him to rescue him."
"Master Xiao, you..." The steward looked at the silver ingot with an embarrassed expression on his face, and finally gritted his teeth and grabbed it in his hand, but couldn't help persuading, "Why are you doing this... always So, when will you end up?"
Faced with this advice, the boy surnamed Xiao only expressed his sincere thanks with a smile.
The steward sighed, collected the money and went down. After a while, another little old man with a box on his back came out.
The boy surnamed Xiao took Yu Qiu's hand again, and led Doctor Zhang back to Yu Qiu's home.
While Dr. Zhang was attending to Yu Qiu's father, the boy surnamed Xiao wanted to find a place to rest, but found that Yu Qiu's house really didn't even have a good bench, so he had to find a wooden stake in the yard sit down.
Yu Qiu also walked to the backyard.
"Don't worry." The boy told him with a smile, "Doctor Zhang is the best at treating trauma."
"Thank you." Yu Qiu nodded, and asked again, "What's your name?"
Yu Qiu is not a person who is good at expressing his feelings with his mouth. He doesn't know how to make his gratitude appear more sincere. All he can do is to remember this person clearly, and then find an opportunity to repay him well.
He believed that he could find a chance, after all, he was a cultivator. Now he is just at the most difficult beginning of this road, and he will cross it soon.
"Xiao Chunmian." The boy replied with a smile, "Chunmian doesn't know Xiao... all three words are in it."
It's just too soft and lazy a name for a teenager. Yu Qiu couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Chunmian also asked with some hesitation, "Xiaoqiu, with your current appearance, could it be... that you are already well?"
Yu Qiu understood such an ambiguous question.
"I don't know either." Yu Qiu patted his head pretending to be ignorant, "It seems that I woke up after a nap yesterday, and my mind suddenly became clearer."
Xiao Chunmian looked at Yuqiu several times in surprise, "This is really great!"
Yu Qiu smiled wryly.
"Master Xiao," Yu Qiu asked again, "Why are you helping me like this?"
"This is because… "
Xiao Chunmian was about to answer, when suddenly some people broke into this dilapidated small courtyard.
Surrounded by everyone in the middle was a middle-aged and noble woman.
When Xiao Chunmian saw her, his expression changed immediately, and he immediately stood up from the stake, calling out respectfully, "Mother..."
"You shameful thing!" The woman, with a crazy attitude, rushed straight in front of Xiao Chunmian, didn't listen to him, raised a slap, and slapped him on the cheek with a crisp sound. ring.
Even the long nails left a scar on Xiao Chunmian's fair face.