This book also records some talismans, magic spells, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as some immortal cultivating forces within the Song Dynasty.
It also mentions a little about the situation of Zhao State, and also contains a lot of experience in cultivating immortals. This Shui Yuan Jue can be used as a model.
The more this happened, the more Zhao Lei felt that this Shui Yuan Jue was so valuable that no one could take it away from him.
Time passed bit by bit while Zhao Lei was studying hard without eating or sleeping. When he realized it again, it was already noon.
The empty belly and bursts of hunger reminded Zhao Lei that it was time to eat.
Zhao Lei took out the dried meat he had smoked before. After eating it, he started practicing according to the instructions in Shui Yuan Jue, but no matter how he followed the instructions in the book, he still felt nothing.
On the contrary, due to the special breathing method, I had trouble breathing, and I almost choked to death in one breath.
Zhao Lei tried several times, but couldn't get started, and he became increasingly irritable.
Zhao Lei was afraid that he would go crazy, so he quickly stopped practicing. Since he couldn't practice today and he was very upset, he might as well put it down and wait until his mood calmed down before practicing again.
Zhao Lei guessed that it might also be influenced by the surrounding environment. Shui Yuan Jue mentioned the importance of the environment in cultivating immortals at the beginning.
It was in the wilderness here, and wild beasts would come out at any time. Zhao Lei was afraid of going crazy if he continued to practice in this environment.
After just such a short period of practice, Zhao Lei consumed a lot of energy and actually started to feel hungry again.
He hastily ate a few pieces of dried meat, then lay on the ground with his eyes closed and recuperated. Only by being energetic enough could he be safer.
It was now noon, and it was really too hot outside. Zhao Lei was lying in the tent set up in the shade, sweating profusely.
If it weren't for the cool air emanating from the chalcedony on his chest, Zhao Lei might have suffered from heatstroke.
The weather was so hot that Zhao Lei couldn't sleep. He could only close his eyes and fan the wind to try to cool himself down and better nourish his energy.
Finally, when the sun set in the west, it was not so hot outside.
Zhao Lei packed up some scattered things, wrapped them in rags to make a package, put it on his back, picked up the knife and left here.
Although the hottest period has passed, the entire earth is still like a steamer. God really does not give the people of Zhao a way to survive.
It's much safer to walk back from here, except for the swarms of wild dogs on the road that are as big as calves with green eyes after eating human flesh.
As well as bandits or vagrants who block the road, but these are not so dangerous to Zhao Lei.
In just this period of time, Zhao Lei has undergone earth-shaking changes. Not only has his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, but his physical fitness has also improved day by day.
He believed that if he could go back to the past and face off against the guards of the Wang family, not only he would be unscathed, but at least there wouldn't be more than a dozen people who would be unable to get into him.
Zhao Lei hurried along the cool place as much as possible until the sun had completely set and it was still dark before he came to the main road from the path.
After driving for nearly two hours, he finally met the crowd. He stood on a hilltop and saw the fleeing people on the road in front of him from a distance.
This is a small group of refugees, only about a hundred or so people appear to be there from a distance.
After seeing the crowd, Zhao Lei couldn't help but get excited. He was either alone or with some monsters these days, either wanting to eat his flesh or wanting his life.
At this time, Zhao Lei did not have the character of a cultivator at all.
Ordinary people who practice immortality may be in retreat for as little as ten days and a half, or as long as three to five months, and some may be in retreat for tens or even hundreds of years. When they come out of retreat, the outside world has already changed a lot, and great changes have taken place. Of course, this is all just a story later.
Zhao Lei didn't think too much about it now. It was getting dark now, so he quickly quickened his pace and wanted to join the crowd before it got dark.
With more people, even if something happens, with so many people sharing the risk, it will be safer with Zhao Lei's skills.
After all, when encountering danger, he doesn't necessarily have to be the first to run, he just needs to run faster than others.
After making up his mind, Zhao Lei almost hurried on at a fast pace.
The people in front were all starved to the skin and bones. They were just wandering forward aimlessly. Their speed was not fast, and Zhao Lei arrived not far behind the crowd in a short time.
Coming closer, Zhao Lei carefully observed the people in front of him.
Most of the hundreds of people here are skinny men. There are very few women, only a dozen or so, and they are all young. There are a few scattered men with some children, but there is no old man among them.
Most of them only brought some simple packages, and there were three or four of them dragging a cart. The cart was covered with some rags and quilt covers. Zhao Lei couldn't see what was inside clearly.
These people were as lifeless as walking zombies, with numbness on their faces.
Most of the people were skinny, dark, and dirty. Zhao Lei could smell the stench on their bodies from a distance, and flies would land on them from time to time.
The people walking behind also noticed the young man following them with a knife.
They just took a glance and saw that Zhao Lei was just carrying a package on his back and holding a knife in his hand. He looked very untouchable, so they continued to move forward with the large army.
Zhao Lei did not disturb them, but just followed behind. Originally, he wanted to blend in with the crowd.
But the lifeless atmosphere created by this crowd and the stench emanating from their bodies were a bit too much for Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei is not a hypocritical person to begin with. He was hurt by the knife and blood, otherwise he would not be alive until now.
Zhao Lei followed and thought for a while, there was no need for him to suffer that fate among the crowd.
Among these few people, if Zhao Lei encounters danger, he will definitely be the one who reacts fastest and acts fastest.
So the position didn't make much difference to him now, so Zhao Lei decided to follow them, thinking about it if he could meet other people later.
The biggest problem before Zhao Lei now is to live in obscurity and inconspicuously, and then practice Shui Yuan Jue.
Zhao Lei's current identity is that of a refugee who knows a little about martial arts, so he now needs to be in a group. If he wanders alone, it will indeed be a bit too conspicuous.
Zhao Lei followed the crowd at a short distance, not disturbing each other. The crowd was eerily quiet. Except for the sound of footsteps and the sound of pulling a cart, there were no other sounds. Even the children in the crowd were very obedient. No noise.
