Zhan Changfeng glanced with his consciousness and found that there was an extra dish in the food box. "Did you put it wrong? I didn't order this dish."
The waiter waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile, "That's right. The extra dish is given to you by the landlady."
Zhan Changfeng looked at Li Baimao, thoughtfully, took the food box, smiled gently, "Thank the boss lady for me."
How could the waiter not be so nice? This little girl was cold and distant when she wasn't smiling. Her smile was warm and bookish, and her aura was very comfortable. Even if he brought a few more dishes, he wouldn't feel sorry for the landlady.
Zhan Changfeng bid farewell to Li Baimao and returned to the small house by the lake. He handed the food box to Fan Zhili. Fan Zhili was stunned for a moment, not expecting that she would come back with food.
When he stayed at his house yesterday, he learned that Zhan Changfeng only took Bigu Pills and no food, so today he saw that Zhan Changfeng didn't seem to have prepared dinner, so he brought some for himself.
Now that I think about it, she wasn't prepared at all. She didn't want to prepare at all. She didn't eat and was a bit unreasonable. How could she think of preparing food for the working villagers.
The food box in Fan Zhili Diandian's hand can be smelled even without opening the lid. It costs a lot, isn't it? Is this enlightenment?
He happily turned around and greeted the villagers: "Miss Yi has come back to buy you a late-night snack. Let me take a look. Oh, it's still from Li Sanniang's family. You are in for a treat. Finish what you are doing quickly, otherwise the food will be cold. Don’t blame me!”
The villagers were excited.
"Really from Li San's family? The last time I bought a dish of stir-fried pork slices with bamboo shoots, it cost me twenty-four spirit beads!"
"How can her meat be the same? It's all grown in the mountains. It's chewy and tender. Oops, no, no, no, I think it smells bad."
"We are really lucky this time, thank you Miss Yi!"
The villagers who worked on the work thanked them one after another with great enthusiasm.
Fan Zhili returned to Zhan Changfeng, "How do you feel? Do you feel differently if you make small changes sometimes?"
In fact, Zhan Changfeng knew what Fan Zhili meant, it was just a matter of human nature.
It's a pity that although the excitement over there is related to her, she really doesn't feel anything, good or bad, dispensable.
But if doing so could improve the efficiency of their work, she would be happy to devote a little more energy.
So she smiled and said, "What you said makes sense, it is indeed good."
Fan Zhili was really happy this time.
At the time of Xu, the villagers finished their work and went home. Fan Zhili said, "There is nothing in this house, why not stay at my house again."
"Don't bother the village chief, one house is enough."
"Forget it, let's go and come back tomorrow."
Zhan Changfeng turned around, his eyes gradually turned red. The air suddenly became colder, and white crystals appeared on the ground he walked on, as if frost had fallen.
She came to the balcony facing the lake and meditated on the tree stump. The moonlight just happened to shine on her. This place has a heavy Yin content and is suitable for cultivating the power of pure Yin.
The power of pure yin symbolizes "silence" and is closest to "death". As soon as it comes out, the ghosts under the water and the spies in the mountains and forests all shrink up. The intelligent living creatures instinctively avoid this area. The fish with poor memory all swam away, and the little ghosts and ghosts that had been clinging to every corner of the small building fled in all directions.
For just a moment, the surroundings of the small building were quiet and as clear as death. Only the night wind blew the lake surface unwillingly and played with the branches and leaves, chatting and complaining.
Zhan Changfeng is already innate, and the next stage is to build the foundation.
But she didn't quite understand what constituted foundation building.
How to break through in terms of realm, how to improve in cultivation level?
Different mental methods. Do different masters have different foundation building methods?
When she arrived at Xiantian, she vaguely discovered that breakthrough was no longer about accumulation of strength. A clear mind was enough. She had some vague guesses, but she still couldn't find the answer.
This is the disadvantage of not having the guidance of a master. There are some secrets in cultivation that cannot be summarized in a mental method, nor can they be summarized by word of mouth.
If casual cultivators can achieve enlightenment with a high probability, then what should the orthodox sect do and what should the Dharma lineage do?
Zhan Changfeng originally thought that she could practice the Nine Transformations Rebirth Art by herself, and that the main purpose of joining the sect was to gain access to more resources to restore her body. But now that she thinks about it, she was a little naive before.
After being refined on the nine-layer lotus platform, the pure yin bone will no longer affect the physical body, and the reappearance of the dantian also temporarily eliminates the hidden danger of exposing the pure yin bone.
She is no longer in a hurry about her physical body. It doesn't matter whether it recovers or not.
In this way, whether to enter the sect or not is not the important point, but finding the origin of the Nine Transformations of Rebirth Art is the key.
She vaguely remembered that someone had given her the Nine Transformations of Rebirth Technique and the Black Jade Ring Ring, which meant that there were still people practicing this inheritance.
If someone practices it, it will definitely leave traces in this world.
However, she can't completely expect to find traces. Before that, she'd better contact some people with high cultivation. If she can know the details of foundation building from other ways, it will save a lot of effort.
She remembered that there seemed to be a foundation-building gentleman in Qingbaishan Social Studies.
This gentleman's name is Yao Yu, and he teaches magic. She took this gentleman's course.
It was still dark at Yinshi, and Mr. Yao Yu's class was about to begin.
Zhan Changfeng rushed to the teaching location of Mr. Yao Yu. It was a bare and steep mountain wall, and no one had come yet.
There is a drafty thatched cottage under the mountain wall, and a person can be vaguely seen lying in it.
Zhan Changfeng walked over and performed the ceremony, "The new student Yi Zhan hopes to learn Mr.'s magic."
The people inside remained silent and ignored, and Zhan Changfeng did not speak or leave, waiting for a response.
The skylight leaked out in the distance, and one or two students arrived one after another. They glanced at Zhan Changfeng curiously, tied up their clothes and climbed up the cliff.
By noon, some students had climbed up and down the cliff several times. When they took a break and saw Zhan Changfeng still standing there, they couldn't help but give advice.
"I haven't seen him before. He must be a side student."
"I'm afraid I won't get a response this time. Mr. Yao Yu hates people who come in with money."
Although they spoke softly, there was no way Zhan Changfeng could not hear them.
Zhan Changfeng heard it, and so did Mr. Yao Yu.
Mr. Yao Yu also knew that Zhan Changfeng had also heard it. He felt annoyed that since he heard it, why didn't he walk away without knowing it?
He said loudly, "You have already perfected the day after tomorrow. You are practicing martial arts. Why are you here to learn!"
Mr. Yao Yu's voice was very loud, and all the students around him heard it. They felt incredible and couldn't help but change their eyes towards Zhan Changfeng.
"Perfection is the day after tomorrow. Did I hear wrongly? She is perfect the day after tomorrow?!"
"How is it possible? He Ming, the most powerful social studies student in us, became a great person the day after tomorrow."
"Yes, yes, and He Ming is already sixteen years old and can no longer participate in the selection of the Sixth Academy. He has already focused on the unified examination."
"So what if she achieves perfection the day after tomorrow? My husband won't teach her."
"That's true, and martial arts is very easy to practice. How can it be compared to our Dharma?"
Zhan Changfeng turned a deaf ear to this and replied, "Mr. Yao Yu's words are wrong. There are methods of cultivation such as magic and martial arts, but Tao cannot be martial. At the beginning of Dao, Tao was divided into five arts, mountain, medicine, destiny, divination, and fortune-telling, among which ' Shan' cultivated his body and spirit through meditation, martial arts, food, spells, mystical scriptures and other methods. Because the human heart cannot do both, he chose to specialize in martial arts, and over time he opened up a path to martial arts."
"Dharma uses the vitality of heaven and earth to temper oneself, and martial arts uses the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen the five elements of the human body. After all, they come from the same source and arrive at the same destination by different paths. Why can't martial practitioners practice Dharma?"
"You are stupid and reckless, how can you understand the mysteries of the Dharma? Look at the tens of thousands of martial arts cultivators. How many of them will be able to achieve it in the end? Just one step of building the foundation can bring down 70%!"
When Zhan Changfeng saw him mentioning foundation building, he lowered his attitude and asked humbly, "Students heard that there are differences in the way of practicing martial arts. Wu Po Xiantian is the accumulation of strength, and the essence is transformed into Yuan Jing. Fa Wu Xiantian is the accumulation of strength. It’s about improving one’s state of mind and finding one’s own innate innocence. This is probably the difference between magic and martial arts. It is always easier to accumulate strength than to break through one’s state of mind.”
Mr. Yao Yu laughed sarcastically, "Everyone can practice martial arts, but only one person among ten thousand people can practice Dharma. Why, you also want to submit to my Dharma?"
In his words, he spoke highly of Dharma and Taoism, and he regarded martial arts as if it were a piece of cake. He actually ignored the fact that martial arts was a part of Taoism.
Zhan Changfeng thought he was biased, but most monks lived according to their own understanding. She was not here to argue, so she did not refute him anymore, but followed him, "I am very yearning for the mystery of the Dharma, and I hope to be able to To learn it, please ask Mr. Yao Yu to teach you."
In her eyes, both magic and martial arts are Tao, and they are all things she wants to explore in depth, so there is nothing wrong with this sentence. But to Mr. Yao Yu's ears, it has a different meaning.
Mr. Yao Yu was satisfied that someone came to give up martial arts and study Dharma. He also saw that she behaved politely and politely and was not like a martial artist. He also respected himself very much. Even if he no longer wanted to teach her, he had to give her a superficial chance for the sake of Dharma's tolerance.
"Okay, then follow the rules. You first learn Mr. Mingshan's Taoist rituals, and then learn Mr. Kurogane's body forging. If you pass them all, come to me again!"
Mr. Yao Yu knew that she had chosen nine courses in total. As a result, her courses would inevitably conflict, and she might not be able to learn anything in the end. Hum, young man, you are just too greedy.
