I called several times, but no one in the hall answered.
Liu Xiaolou climbed the steps and slowly arrived in front of the main hall door. Only then did he realize that there was an iron lock on the door. It seemed that the owner was not there.
Gently push the door, push out a crack, look in through the crack, and see a statue of a tall god standing in the hall, with a solemn expression and embarrassing eyes.
Liu Xiaolou's eyes met with the statue for a while, and he felt a sense of confusion coming over him, which made him feel dazed and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
This statue is beautifully carved and truly lifelike.
After calming down and waking up from the trance, I suddenly felt a fresh feeling penetrate into my mind.
The mountain wind came and rolled over Liu Xiaolou with raindrops as thin as cow hair, which refreshed his spirit. He didn't know that the refreshing feeling just now came from the eyes of the statue, or the cool mountain rain?
Then he moved to the east side hall and the west wing room, and looked through the cracks in the door. There was no one inside either. He could only vaguely see tables, chairs, beds, firewood for the stove and other daily necessities.
The moon gate connecting the side hall and the main hall is on the edge of the mountain, and a few steps away is the abyss. Looking out from here, the sun has set, and the sky has been covered with thick clouds for some time, and the sky and the earth are dark.
Now that he has come, he will make peace with it. Liu Xiaolou decided to rest here for a few days and wait for his master to return.
Of course the iron lock couldn't stop Liu Xiaolou. Even though the lock looked big, he couldn't help but pry it open. However, he was here to ask for help, and there was no reason to force the lock to be opened, so he sat down under the eaves of the east side hall and ate two pieces. With dry food and a spiritual stone in his palm, he began to practice with his eyes closed.
The nine key points of the Jueyin meridian of the hand, Tianchi and Tianquan, have been opened, and a total of five spiritual stones have been consumed. Now I hold fifteen spiritual stones, and the remaining ones are Quchi, Qiemen, Jiashi, Neiguan, and Daling. He didn't know which of the seven acupoints including Laogong, Zhongchong, and Laogong could be opened, and he was looking forward to it.
A trace of spiritual power is transformed into true essence in the body. After passing through the Yuanchi of Tianchi and Tianquan acupoints, it flows all the way to Quchi. It hits the acupoints of Quchi, like waves, rushing out at the acupoints. The waves and acupuncture points at the crook of the elbow are constantly beating with the impact of the true energy, which can be detected with the naked eye.
This is a long-term work that cannot be accomplished overnight. Liu Xiaolou has been practicing for ten years and has long been accustomed to it.
After a night of silence, he woke up from his practice early the next morning, moved his slightly stiff body, and went to the top of the mountain to look in all directions.
The sky and the earth were shrouded in clouds and mist, a bit gloomy. Just like yesterday, the mountain breeze was mixed with raindrops, which brought out a little bit of coldness on the skin.
After walking around the hilltop that was as big as an acre, there was no sign of the owner's return. Liu Xiaolou was not in a hurry. He ate some dry food, drank a few sips of water from the large tank in the corner, and continued to hit the Quchi point.
For several days in a row, the master never returned, but Liu Xiaolou gradually fell in love with this place. It was shrouded in mist and undisturbed. Isn't it the perfect place for cultivation?
Having finished all the dry food he had on him, he went down to the valley to hunt. Worried that his master would not like it, he simply ate the hares, pheasants, fish and crabs before going back.
By the middle of the night on the fourteenth day, the spiritual stone in the palm could no longer absorb any spiritual power. With a little effort, it turned into dust and debris. One spiritual stone was used up, but the Quchi acupoint did not move at all. Liu Xiaolou judged that it would take three spiritual stones to open this acupoint.
After loosening his legs and feet and lying down against the root of the room, Liu Xiaolou stretched himself out and had a good sleep.
Meditating and practicing can certainly refresh your mind, but you can't keep your mind tense all the time. After a long time, you will still be quite tired. For Qi practitioners, it still cannot completely replace falling asleep. I haven't slept well for half a month, and this sleep was extremely sweet.
Liu Xiaolou woke up to the snow all over the sky. This was the first snow since the beginning of winter this year. The snowflakes were scattered all over the sky, and the mountains were faintly invisible. It was as if he was the only one left in the world.
After walking for a while, I was about to start practicing when I suddenly heard a cough coming from outside the gate.
Liu Xiaolou quickly straightened his clothes, bowed and stood solemnly, preparing to greet his master.
After waiting for a long time, no one was seen, so when I came outside the temple, there was still no one, only the rugged mountain road with twists and turns, hidden in the heavy snow.
He did hear a cough just now. Liu Xiaolou confirmed that it was not an hallucination, so he went down the mountain path. When he rounded a mountain col, he saw a person lying on the stone steps, half buried by the heavy snow.
I checked my breathing and checked my pulse, and found that he was still alive. So Liu Xiaolou turned him over, lifted him up with one hand, and rushed back to Xingde Temple.
Place the person under the eaves and dust the snow off his body to reveal his appearance. This man is taller, at least half a head longer than Liu Xiaolou. He is about forty or fifty years old. He has three strands of beautiful beard under his cheeks. He looks quite handsome. Although his complexion is bleak at the moment, he does not hide his elegant appearance. Suave meaning.
A further check of the pulse revealed that the person had suffered internal injuries, seemingly between the heart and lungs.
Who is this?
Liu Xiaolou reached into his arms and took out a pile of broken bits and pieces, trying to see if he could find anything that could confirm the person's identity, or if there was any elixir for healing, but there were only a few gold ingots and a handful of broken pieces. Pearls, two pieces of jasper, and two pieces of spiritual stones.
Huh? These two pieces of jasper are similar to the jade plaque on my body, and both contain strong spiritual energy.
Liu Xiaolou's eyes flickered, looking back and forth between the two pieces of jasper and the two spiritual stones. Well, there are a few gold ingots, and there are also a handful of broken beads. They are all so big and round, they are not comparable to ordinary pearls.
I looked at the way down the mountain and the wind and snow... Do you want to...
While he was thinking about it, the handsome man coughed again, with streaks of blood coming out from his cough. The cough was so violent that he woke up from his coma. With his eyes half-open, he grabbed Liu Xiaolou's hand. arm.
Liu Xiaolou was startled, and with a slight effort, he broke away, but he heard him muttering a few words in a low voice, but he couldn't hear clearly.
He raised his other arm, pointed at the eaves above, and then dropped it weakly, falling into coma again.
Liu Xiaolou tiptoed, jumped up, and found a key at the beam under the eaves that he pointed out.
Try to insert the key into the keyhole, turn it slightly, and the iron lock will open with a "click".
Okay, now I understand, this handsome bearded gentleman should be the master here, but I don’t know how many people there are in Xing De Temple. Is this beautiful bearded gentleman Xing Dejun?
Pushing the door open, there are the same three rooms in this side hall. The main room contains the octagonal table, two chairs on the left and right, and the desk next to the wall that I saw through the crack in the door. The left wing has a large bed, and the walls of the right wing are all Shelves with various utensils stacked on them.
Liu Xiaolou gave up other thoughts, sent the handsome man into the bedroom, took off the dirty robe he was wearing, lay down on the bed, found a thick blanket in the cupboard to cover him, and then relaxed Take a breath.
After thinking for a while, he gathered up the pile of odds and ends on the ground outside the door and placed them beside his pillow.
Master Tao, I'm here to beg you for the formation disk, not a thief. Please spare the lives of your property.
So...what should happen next?
