In a few days, it will be the beginning of summer. Not to mention if there is condensation on the eaves of the roof, after three or five consecutive rains, the eaves will rarely become dry. It seems that there is always a patter of rainwater flowing from the eaves. It's humid, but the flowers in the mountains have suffered a disaster, and they are seizing the opportunity at the end of spring to stand in the wind again, dyeing the entire mountain with pink and green leaves.
Standing up straight together with Can Hua, there was also a pale scholar.
It took Liu Qing many years to pass from the third realm to the fourth realm. I am afraid that no one except his master Wu Shuang can tell whether this extremely broad-shouldered and extremely tall scholar cannot break through the barrier in front of him or is unwilling to break through it. The four realms in front of us, to this day, are finally standing firmly in the realm.
In addition to the old woodcutter's alchemy, which took him a few days to refine nearly a whole gourd of elixirs, and delivered them to Liu Qing every day, he was able to heal his internal and external troubles very quickly, without forcing him to break through the realm. However, they suffered severe backlash; Qian Yin, Zhao Ziyang, and Yun Zhong were even more dedicated, fearing that they would not be able to serve the senior brothers in the formation comfortably.
"Junior brother, your formation should not be drawn like this," the scholar in the formation shook his head repeatedly, "Whether the formation is completed or not depends on whether the inner energy is mellow and smooth, and can be expressed from the heart to the palm. According to your current method, there is no way If you want to hurt the enemy, even if you want to lock the shoulders of your third senior brother, it is extremely difficult."
Outside the formation, Yun Zhong frowned, and then carefully looked at the stroke he had just written on the rice paper. He sat up straight and started writing again. However, he saw the third senior brother in front of him quickly ducking away, and a thick stream of light that looked like sword energy instead of sword energy was rubbing against it. The latter's temples shot out and broke several tiles from the eaves before disappearing.
"Junior brother, we haven't had any enmity recently. If we have some quarrels, we should wait until the senior brother has succeeded in practicing in the second realm. Why bother to embarrass the senior brother while he is practicing?" Zhao Ziyang had just recovered from the shock, turned around and shouted, "A hit with this magical power, not to mention an injury, would easily break a normal person's tendons and fractures. I am not the right person to use as a training target today. There is no reason to risk my life. Whoever likes it can do it. "
Yun Zhong was also helpless. Now with the help of Xu Dan, although he entered the second realm smoothly, he still had not laid a solid foundation. When moving the formation, his internal energy was stretched, and it was even more difficult to stabilize his wrist when writing and forming the formation. For many days in a row, it was difficult to draw the formation diagram.
At present, the young man cannot be as casual as his elder brother Liu Qing, who can build a powerful sky-holding formation with just a few fingers. Liu Qing, who is still standing in the formation, comes up with the idea and orders General Yun Zhong. Fill the tip of the pen with inner energy, then put it down on paper, and practice diligently, and you may be able to master the formation on the way. It is expected that even if Yun Zhong writes down the formation, his cultivation level is not stable in the second realm, and it will not be injured. As a human being, Zhao Ziyang took on the identity of the target of this formation as a matter of course, carrying a long spear and facing Yun Zhong who was sitting cross-legged in the formation.
No one would have thought that the young man wrote several times. Although the strokes had nothing to do with the formation, the power was two points higher than the ordinary formation. In less than an hour, Zhao Ziyang's originally neat clothes were ruined by the young man's pen. Many tatters. Originally, Zhao Ziyang wanted to hit him head-on with the gun in his palm, but after seeing the sharp stream of light gouging a hole two palms deep in the green bricks, the latter completely gave up all thoughts of fighting against the enemy, and used all his strength to kill Xiao Shenglian. He stepped up and dodged several streaks of light that were like sharp arrows, but he still couldn't help being frightened.
Liu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and laughed again and again, "That's all. Third Junior Brother, why don't we rest for a while. Junior Brother's formation seems to be no longer a formation. It probably has something to do with the unstable realm. It's better to wait until Senior Brother gives instructions before doing it. Intend."
Immediately, the scholar, who had not moved for several days, stepped out of the formation and walked up to Yun Zhong. He looked at it carefully for a long time and then said softly and slowly, "Junior brother, the fire is too strong. The formation method is completely different from the swordsmanship. The writing is not the same." If you want to be quick, on the contrary, it often takes several sips of tea soup in one stroke to restore all the trends in the formation. If you are anxious, you will only change the original trend."
The scholar took the excellent Hu brush from Yun Zhong and wrote a very shallow stroke on the rice paper.
The Hu brush was originally two fingers wide and narrow, but the stroke written by the scholar was no more than the thickness of a hair at its widest point. It was as light as a flying dragon crossing the snow, and the tip of the claw was slightly raised. It was supposed to be such a divine stroke on the paper.
The long wind blows out thin paper and carries away the rainwater that has not dried up for a long time from the eaves.
"Senior brother, are you okay?" Yun Zhong turned to look at the scholar with a strange expression.
"Three days ago, I felt that my realm was stable and my meridians became smoother," the scholar didn't know why. "Junior brother, what are your doubts?"
"Three days ago? Yesterday, my senior brother asked me to go to the mountain to collect dozens of kilograms of bamboo shoots. He insisted on eating some seasonal dishes and said that my body and bones were still not properly warmed and nourished. Thank you for your hard work, junior brother." Zhao Ziyang was alert, two days apart. From a distance of more than ten feet, the scholar could hear the words clearly. He couldn't help but turn around and shouted, "The spring bamboo shoots are extremely difficult to find in the summer, and there are so many thorns on the bamboo shoots. In just one day, I, my junior brother, got scars all over my back. In the end, You said you were cured yesterday?"
"It is said that there are many mosquitoes at night, and it is impossible to sleep without the fumigation of wormwood, so I asked my junior brother to burn wormwood here all night, and he was almost sleepy and knocked his head on the bluestone path. This is what happened yesterday." Yun Zhong His face also darkened slightly, he stared at the scholar with a slightly unnatural expression and said, "Senior brother, since you are the senior brother, you shouldn't be like this."
The scholar did not panic when he heard this, but kept silent. He turned around and walked to the formation. He leaned into the middle of the formation and said, "Senior brother, I haven't fully understood it yet. I need to lie down for two more days. If you two junior brothers don't mind, I'd be very grateful if you could help me make a pot of tea again."
Yun Zhong looked at Zhao Ziyang, who also looked at the former.
The two brothers turned around and left.
Liu Qing lay down in the formation. There was nothing around him, but he did not fall down. When he saw the two people walking away, he closed his eyes and started laughing.
The realm that had been suppressed for several years was finally released in this battle. Even he himself didn't know whether it was good or bad. Violating the rules of climbing the realm, the pressure on the meridians all over the body, which were not easy at first, became even more painful. For several years in a row, Liu Qing could not remember how many times he had slept peacefully. Even Wu Shuang, who had seen the clues of his thoughts, also I once tried to persuade him, saying that although this idea is wonderful, it can normalize the meridians of the three realms, but how can it accommodate the strong inner Qi of the four realms or even the fifth realm? For example, if a bucket of rice vat is used to try to hold the water of the three rivers, the rice vat will inevitably burst.
Nowadays, the sea is vast and the fish are leaping, which really makes Liu Qing feel relaxed and happy.
Therefore, even if there is a mistake in the calculation, it does not hurt.
The scholar opened his eyes and looked at the flowers and plants stretching for ten miles along the mountain road. He thought that the scenery in late spring was really good. Even if there is no tea instead of wine, it is still very good.
In the distance, Yun Zhong approached with a dark face, holding the teapot in his hand. He hesitated for a long time before asking, "Senior brother's injury is really okay?"
"It doesn't matter."
"That's good," the young man said cheerfully, "I'll go get the tea cup."
The scholar listened to the footsteps approaching from near to far, and they were obviously much lighter than the previous few days.
It's rare to be a rogue.
Of course it would be better if the scenery is beautiful in late spring and there is tea to drink.
