In the dark night, Bai Ze was forging iron in a thatched cottage on the outskirts. Forging a sword is a matter of patience, and this sword has special meaning to Bai Ze and Jian Xi, so Bai Ze doesn't care how much time it takes.
Jian Xi came back from school and was chatting with Bai Ze about the "Cultivation of Self-cultivation" that the old scholar taught today.
Just at this time, Zeng Wu came to the thatched cottage under the moonlight and sighed: "Master Immortal, it is as you said, this gourd is really big!" Bai Ze heard this and said with a smile: "Does Master Zeng believe it now? "
"I believe it, I believe it!" Zeng Wu said, placing the gourd on the simple wooden table in the thatched cottage.
"This gourd holds all the old wine in the little old man's house, less than half of it! This is really a treasure. Not only does it have a big appetite, but it also carries it with ease. It contains so much wine, it doesn't feel heavy at all." The two of them talked. After a while, Zeng Wu left.
Jian Xi practiced boxing for half an hour under Bai Ze's guidance. The little girl had no foundation in martial arts and could not even practice boxing decently. However, Bai Ze knew that this was normal and was not in a hurry. Teach her and correct some of her outrageous actions.
After nightfall, Jian Xi also went home. After Bai Ze finished his work, he felt a little thirsty. He picked up the wine gourd and was about to take a sip. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the crimson holy fruit he got in the Kunlun Secret Realm. With a thought, he picked up the chess piece from the Take out the jade box.
"The woman said that if I eat this holy fruit alive, I will definitely die without a burial place, so it would be a good choice to make wine with it." Bai Ze took the holy fruit out of the jade box, and the red fruit was full of red fruits. It is full of energy, and even the young leaves at the base of the fruit are shiny and full of vitality.
Bai Ze put the fruit into the gourd, shook it, waited for a moment, and took a sip of wine. He felt that the sweetness of the wine contained a medicinal power that penetrated into the heart and spleen, and penetrated to the limbs and bones!
"Buzz!!——" As if a hot wind was blowing from his body, Bai Ze couldn't help but hum, feeling that every pore in his body was trembling.
"This holy fruit is really magical!" Bai Ze said in surprise,
"No wonder that woman said that with my physique, I would definitely die if I swallowed the holy fruit raw! It took only a moment for the holy fruit to be soaked in the gourd, and the medicinal power was already mixed with the wine. It must be because there is a universe in the gourd, otherwise the medicinal power would be gathered in just one gourd. I'm afraid I still can't bear the power of that pure medicine!" Bai Ze took another sip and felt that his strength seemed to increase a little.
The holy medicine is worthy of its rarity. There are only two holy fruits obtained in the Kunlun Secret Realm. One of them directly allows Baize's golden soul spring to expand to the size of a lake, and his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of the top Buddha!
Another one is soaked in a wine gourd, and after just one sip of wine, one feels magical. If you soak it for a while longer, the medicinal power contained in the wine in this gourd will probably be more abundant, making your body stronger!
Bai Ze felt the changes brought about by the liquid entering his body, and felt that the medicinal power had entered his limbs and bones, not only faintly increasing his strength, but also acting on his internal organs, increasing their strength!
The internal organs of the human body have blood flowing through them. The stronger the qi and blood, the corresponding increase in the strength of the internal organs.
Bai Ze practiced the fourth level of "Dragon Elephant Kung Fu" and condensed his blood essence to the point where he could produce precious blood.
Originally a gradual process, the strength of Bai Ze's internal organs will gradually increase with the surge of Qi and blood. But in the end, his physical strength is too high, and his fist power has reached a terrifying one hundred and eighty cauldron, and he can even easily surpass the two hundred cauldron mark with all his strength!
With such a mountain-shaking punch, the force of the counter-shock would naturally not hurt his flesh and blood, but the strength was far inferior to that of the body's internal organs, which would not be able to withstand it.
Bai Ze was worrying about how to quickly increase the strength of his internal organs. Unexpectedly, this holy fruit solved his urgent need. It could actually act on the internal organs and increase their strength!
But in the end, a rising tide lifts all boats, the strength of the internal organs increases, and the strength of the body also increases. If Bai Ze wants to completely solve the problem, he still needs to find a way to cultivate his inner organs, so that he can solve the problem of having to use golden light spells or innate pure Yang Qi to protect his body when punching.
When it comes to protecting the body, the most important thing is to protect the internal organs. Bai Ze hung the gourd on his waist and sat quietly all night.
Early the next morning, Zeng Wu came to the door and asked Bai Ze to go to Xuetang with him to ask the old scholar for his calligraphy. Zeng Wu's two sons, Zeng Long and Zeng Ying, carried the newly made plaque, while Zeng Xiong held a pen and inkstone, and the five of them went straight to the Xuetang.
The morning light was dim and the sky was brisk. Bai Ze only felt that the weather was getting colder and colder, and the long and severe winter in the north was about to come.
This year, too many scenes have passed by in a hurry, and looking back it feels like a dream. Bai Ze felt that if Zeng Wu asked for a calligraphy, most of the old scholars would not refuse.
But he didn't expect things to go so smoothly. When a group of five people came to the Xuetang, they saw the door wide open. The old man with a bright head had already placed the tea bowl and said with a smile: "You are a guest when you come to the door. Please sit down and drink a bowl of tea." If it had been before, Zeng Wu would have already He sat down.
But ever since he learned from Bai Ze that the ordinary-looking old man in front of him was probably an expert who lived in seclusion, Zeng Wu was troubled day and night by the fact that he looked down on the old scholar before.
Now that I have finally gained the respect of the immortal master, I come to ask the old scholar for help. How can I dare to sit down and drink tea? Zeng Wu refused to sit down, and his three sons did not dare to sit down.
"Now that Sir has spoken, Master Zeng, please sit down and have a cup of tea." Bai Ze said,
"Since I'm here to ask for help, how can I not obey the master's arrangements?" Hearing this, Zeng Wu couldn't refuse and thanked him for tea.
Bai Ze explained the purpose of his visit to the old scholar, but the old man did not refuse and said with a smile: "Since the head of the Zeng family has given me this face, I will naturally handle it properly." After that, Zeng Xiong took out his pen and inkstone, and Zeng Long and Zeng Ying held up the plaque horizontally. Zeng Wu polished the ink himself.
Bai Ze saw the old scholar holding a writing brush dipped in thick ink and writing two powerful characters on the plaque: Hengqu.
"Hengqu?" Zeng Wu saw the old scholar write these two words. He was stunned at first, but then he clapped his hands and praised, "It's really amazing that Mr. Sir gave you the words! The Hengqu river flows endlessly, and the town is named after it." The meaning is endless!" Hearing this, the old scholar stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's just using local materials. The master of the Zeng family has already said it." Zeng Wu received the word from the old scholar, thanked him, stayed for a while, and took three words with him. The man said goodbye and went straight to the town boundary to hang the plaque.
"When do you plan to leave here, little friend?" the old scholar asked after Zeng Wu left. Bai Ze said: "When this junior casts that sword, he will take Jian Xi away from here."
"An encounter is also fate." The old scholar hesitated for a moment, took out a thread-bound book from his arms and handed it to Bai Ze.
"This book was written by me a few years ago. You can read it when you have nothing to do. If you have a chance, you can give this book to someone who is destined." Bai Ze heard that the book in the hands of the old scholar was his own. I was surprised when I wrote it down. I took the book with both hands and saw four small square characters on the cover of the book: Hengqu Four Questions.
"This..." Bai Ze naturally knew what the old scholar meant, and he was filled with emotion for a moment, and said: "Senior, don't worry, I will try my best to find someone who is destined to teach this book to my senior. Hearing this, the old scholar smiled and said, "You are quite serious. Just forget it if you don't meet me." Bai Ze stayed for half a day, then said goodbye and left.
In the next few days, besides forging iron and swords, Bai Ze read the "Four Essays on Hengqu". The book written by the old scholar contains his life's knowledge.
The book borrowed the guise of a conversation between a fisherman and Hebo who fished in Hengqu to raise four questions: asking how the heaven and earth came into being, asking about the good and evil of human nature, asking how reading can become a saint, and asking how life and death can be broken.
Bai Ze benefited a lot from reading it. …
