He had just made such a decision, and even though there was a buffer period of four or five months, Liu Xiaolou still did not plan to return to Wulong Mountain immediately. He decided to stay outside for a while and take a look at the scenery before talking.
He didn't want to go back to Wulong Mountain, but he didn't dare to stay in Yueyang anymore. After much deliberation, he returned to the more familiar abandoned house by Yangliu Bay in the southeast of Tianmenshanfang City.
With four and a half spiritual stones left in his hand, Liu Xiaolou plans to absorb them all in one breath, and strives to use two months to attack the Laogong acupoint and break through this large acupoint.
The Laogong point is not only a large point on the Jueyin meridian of the hand, but also the most important point among the 409 points on the body. The more real energy he spends on this point, the more energy will be accumulated in this point pool in the future. Naturally, the more true energy you have, the more you will naturally have the "first move" during a fight.
After retaking the Linyuan Black Stone Formation and regaining the Earth-Leveling Essence Cord, Liu Xiaolou was in a very comfortable mood. The good mood in turn affected his practice, and he felt much smoother when practicing. , its momentum is endless and continuous, gradually becoming addicted.
"Addiction" is not a bad thing, but a state of deep cultivation, in which the spiritual consciousness is immersed and almost "cannot extricate itself". The benefits of practicing in this state are self-evident. Of course, there is also the possibility of falling into a trap of obsession. This possibility is very small. It is only one in a hundred, but it cannot be ignored. Whether it is good or bad is difficult to say.
For three days in a row, Liu Xiaolou was addicted to it. It was not until the half-absorbed spiritual stone in his hand was completely absorbed, and he seemed to hear the "click-click" sound of the spirit stone breaking, that he suddenly woke up from his addiction. .
After not eating or drinking for three consecutive days, he was really hungry. He ate and drank a lot, and then patted his belly comfortably. But then, he recalled the "click, click, click" sound that had just reflected in his perception.
And the picture that accompanied the sound: the hosta that was crushed by Zuo Gaofeng and thrown into the river.
Shaking his head to drive away this scene, Liu Xiaolou walked twice around the abandoned house, smelling the bleak autumn wind, letting the yellow leaves swirl and fall on his shoulders. Liu Xiaolou suddenly remembered that this moment should have arrived again. It’s time to harvest the spiritual rice in Eyang Mountain. The harvest period is very short. Even if we rush there, I’m afraid we’ll only be able to catch up. I feel a little regretful.
He returned to his room, closed the door, took out a spiritual stone and continued practicing for two months.
Late one night, Liu Xiaolou withdrew from practice and slowly finished his exercises. The Laogong point in his palm was boiling, like iron beads rolling on the point.
He finally opened up the Laogong point. At this point, there is only the last point left on the Jueyin meridian of the hand, Zhongchong.
After consuming five spiritual stones, the transformed essence was accumulated in the Laogong acupoint pool. The feeling was indeed different from before. At this moment, he actually felt that his hands were itchy, and he was full of the desire to do something with others.
He raised his eyes to look at the closed door, condensed his true energy for a while, then struck the door with his palm, and a strong wind came out. The door seven feet away in front of him was hit by this strong wind, and he was pounding. Then it crashed open, shaking back and forth, blowing in gusts of cold wind and scattered snowflakes.
He looked at his palms with satisfaction. Once the Laogong point was opened, his palm strength was more than doubled than before!
When we started to go out, it was snowing heavily, and the courtyard was already covered in snow. After watching the snow for a long time, the image of a hosta being trampled to pieces appeared in my mind, followed by the sound of "click, click, click" in my ears.
Over the past two months, this scene appeared from time to time. Whenever the spirit stone was extracted and turned into debris, a "click, click, click" sound would be heard, and the scene of the hosta being trampled to pieces would emerge, which would break him out of "addiction." He was pulled out of his bravery and effort, which was really puzzling.
I have been busy practicing before, but now that the Laogong point is broken and the spiritual stones have been used up, I have more time to reflect and think. He thought of the magical spells of the Qingyu Sect, and secretly wondered, could that jade hairpin also hide some kind of soul magic? If so, would it have revealed the siege and killing of Hou Sheng that day?
But the hosta is broken and thrown into the river again. Even if there are thousands of magic methods, it is difficult to restore it. This possibility is extremely small.
After much deliberation, I decided to go back to Shahukou to have a look.
The process of returning to the Tiger Killing Pass was smooth. Looking at the cave on the water, Liu Xiaolou felt even more relieved. Two months later, the river swelled, rising several feet. The cave was flooded by the river, like a pond, and any traces of it were erased.
He jumped into the bottom of the river again and searched carefully for a whole day, but found nothing left at that time. It must have been washed away by the river...
It was obviously an ordinary hosta. I and the other four people had checked it over and over again. There was no way around it, so why did I always think of this scene?
The snow in the south is always difficult to maintain. The snow covering the trees, grass, and mud quickly melted. Liu Xiaolou stepped on the snow and mud and left the killing tiger's mouth. He was absent-minded along the way, until he saw a When a carriage passed by him, the shaft of the carriage threw him into the mud, so he temporarily stopped thinking hard and continued to do his job out of habit.
The duty of the casual cultivator in Wulong Mountain.
When you meet a wealthy person, as long as there is a legitimate reason, you can't miss it. Let's talk about extorting a few taels of money. It doesn't matter if you are wrong. What's the big deal if you get scolded and slapped a few times?
So he glared, jumped in front of the carriage, and shouted: "How do you practice Taoism? I threw the Taoist master all over the mud. Is this the rule of Taoism?"
After drinking angrily, he suddenly became wary. He was so focused on the hosta that he didn't even notice that there was no driver in this carriage. It was just a horse, pulling the carriage alone and walking in the wilderness. This kind of situation usually belongs to the list of five mistakes!
The words had been spoken, but he could not take them back, but he saw a corner of the carriage curtain lifted, revealing an old woman. The old woman was dressed luxuriously, her head was covered with beads and jade ornaments, and there was no maidservant around her. She was sitting in a sedan chair and said apologetically: "It's my fault for disturbing this little brother. I'm here to apologize." ”
The old woman walked alone in the snow. This is another example of the five mistakes!
Although I can't feel the spiritual aura of the old woman in the car, I can still get two of them at once, not to mention I can't escape. It's good if I can run away!
Liu Xiaolou was worried, and he immediately forced a smile on his face and said: "It turns out that he is an old man. Since he is like this, there is nothing to disturb him. It's just a little mud, so it doesn't matter. Old man, the road is slippery, so be careful when walking. Goodbye, kid. Got it!"
The old woman squinted her eyes and looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "He is a good boy. I wonder if you have time? Can you please help me drive the car?"
Liu Xiaolou nodded and bowed: "No problem, old man, sit tight, I will lead the horse now. Where are you?"
The old woman smiled broadly: "I'm going to Luoshan, just fifty miles away. Thank you for your hard work, kid."
