Stone chamber.
Zhouyi used his magic power, and the Mountain and River Cauldron appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Throwing it gently, it rose to the height of a person in the storm and hit the stone wall hard.
boom!
The earth trembled, the mountains shook, and the rocks flew.
A large pit appeared on the cave wall, with spider web-like cracks all around, extending outward for two to three feet.
"It has such power after initial refinement. Sure enough, a cultivator cannot live without a magic weapon. The difference is like a martial arts master equipped with a heavy firearm!"
The Book of Changes sacrificed the essence and blood of the mountain and river cauldron, and when it was driven, it was like an arm directing it. It could control the changes in size at will, and it could be smashed through whenever the thought came.
"However, the mana consumption is a bit high!"
In just a dozen breaths, most of Zhou Yi's mana was consumed. Just as he was thinking about taking back the tripod, an idea suddenly flashed in his heart.
Immediately he leaped forward and fell into the mountain and river cauldron.
This way.
The Mountain and River Cauldron flew in the sky, and Zhou Yi flew with it. The speed was not as fast as Qinggong, but it really left the earth!
"It's a pity that it's not a royal weapon, it can only be regarded as a ride."
Before Zhou Yi ran out of mana, he took the Mountain and River Cauldron back into his belly to nourish it.
The long-term mana warming makes the blood-refined spirit weapon gradually become more powerful, and it is closely connected with the master's flesh and blood, and the mana consumption will be greatly reduced when activated.
"No matter how slowly the spiritual weapon grows, one day it will turn into a real mountain and river tripod."
"One tripod holds the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, the heaven and the earth!"
Zhou Yi has high hopes for the Mountain and River Cauldron. In the future, if there are spiritual materials and spiritual objects, they will be refined into the cauldron. Even if it takes tens of thousands of years, it will eventually transform into the most powerful treasure in the world.
"Now that we have the magic weapon, the Xiantian Grandmaster can't withstand the power of the cauldron. Can we take advantage of it?"
"No! You're only at the second level of Qi Refining. You're like an ant in the world of immortality."
Zhou Yi quickly put an end to this dangerous thought and repeatedly warned himself that keeping a low profile is the way to go, and being cautious leads to longevity!
Push away the boulder blocking the cave entrance.
There was mist in the mountains, and the cold wind howled, making the Taoist robes rustle.
Zhou Yi used Qinggong to fly vertically and followed the forest path down the mountain.
He had never been to the secular world for ten years. He drank mountain spring water when he was thirsty and roasted wild beast meat when he was hungry. He really became an ascetic monk who was isolated from the world.
Pengshan County is not far away, and it only takes an hour or two to go back and forth using Qinggong, but Zhou Yi deliberately used this to temper his state of mind.
"A master is lonely! Only by enduring boredom and loneliness can he achieve the true path to immortality!"
Zhou Yi practiced in the secular world, but he would not let himself sink into it. He was isolated and independent. He watched the changes in the court and the vicissitudes of life from the perspective of a bystander.
This time I was away from the world and compared with the worldly experience, and I gained a lot of insights.
Wandering in the mortal world can keep one's humanity from becoming a cold stone.
Retreating from the outside world is to stabilize the Tao mind and protect the Tao and fruit of immortality.
Half an hour later, the official road could be seen ahead.
The noisy voices of pedestrians and the sound of rolling wheels reached Zhou Yi's ears one after another. It was like soundproof glass shattering, and the silent scene became real for an instant.
at this time.
Zhouyi should have written a Taoist poem to express his inner feelings, so he seemed to be immortal.
However, I am uneducated, so I walked dozens of miles from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and came up with the inconsistent saying "Once you return to nature," you can't think of anything else.
Simply roar loudly.
"I, Old Mo Zhou, am back again!"
Startled a forest of birds!
…
Jinglong ten years.
Laba.
White House.
There are winding corridors, pavilions, rockeries and strange rocks, and some of the most prestigious mansions in Shenjing.
In recent years, Emperor Jinglong has relied more on the royal family, and many members of the royal family hold important positions. The prince of Anhua County holds the position of governor of the capital, a high and powerful position, and his only legitimate daughter also enjoys a lot of glory.
As for the former governor Sun Xiangming, he was beheaded in public for embezzlement of one hundred thousand taels of military pay, and his whole family was exiled to the northern Xinjiang army.
After all, he had rebelled and had not killed the nine tribes, so he was already a benevolent emperor!
Emperor Jinglong followed Prime Minister Zhang's suicide note and used the honors of his relatives to compete with the civil and military officials.
The emperor was in the middle to mediate, not letting the east wind overwhelm the west wind, nor letting the west wind overwhelm the east wind. The throne was already as stable as Mount Tai.
The sky is bright.
Chen Jinyu went to Rongning Hall early to greet her, talked with Princess Rongchang for a while, and then returned to her small courtyard.
The plum blossoms are blooming in the courtyard.
The flowers are white and rosy, and the petals are smooth and transparent. Perhaps because the land where the plum tree is located is fertile, you can smell a delicate fragrance from a distance, reaching straight into the heart and spleen.
Chen Jinyu sat on a stool by the window, looked at the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and closed the "Wu Zhi" in her hand.
"Miss, it's windy, please wear a cloak!" The maid Lu Zhu came over holding a black silk cloak.
The standard equipment of the young master and young lady of the Bai Mansion, in addition to the wet nurse since childhood, there are four nuns to guide them, two personal maids, and five or six maids to clean the house.
Chen Jinyu was just living in the Bai family, but she was extremely loved by her adoptive parents, so she was treated accordingly.
At this time.
Several responses came from the door.
"Hello, mama!"
"Qingmei, is the lady here?"
"exist!"
After a while, an old woman came in angrily. She was Chen Jinyu's nanny.
He is in his forties, wearing a blue cloth shirt, and his face is wrinkled like tree bark.
"Miss, those prostitutes in the kitchen are so shameless. I asked for a bowl of Laba porridge but they didn't even have it. When the second master's maid went to ask for it, she immediately brought the food box. I'm really shameless..."
The old woman howled a few times, but seeing Chen Jinyu's cold expression, her voice gradually became quieter.
Chen Jinyu waited for her to stop, then waved her hand and said, "Mother Hu, go get my share of Laba porridge. Come on down."
"Ah? Miss, I..."
When Aunt Hu heard this, her face twitched and she didn't know what to say.
A cold look flashed in Chen Jinyu's eyes. Aunt Hu felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a bit, shuddered and quickly left.
"This greedy old guy."
Luzhu flattened her mouth and couldn't help but muttered something loud enough for Chen Jinyu to hear.
"You go down too."
Chen Jinyu shook his head slightly. Because of the care he received from his adoptive parents, for example, Qing An stayed the longest in Rong'an Hall. For example, his adoptive father always brought some delicious food and fun things when he went out.
Perhaps the value is not as good as a meal at home, and the meaning it represents makes real young masters and young ladies envious.
Envy too much is jealousy!
"I wish I were a man!"
Chen Jinyu continued to recite the "Army System". This military book, which he asked his adoptive father to find, records the Fengyang Kingdom's military system. It is a secret military book that is not seen in the top sects of Shenjing.
Immersed in the book about dispatching troops and generals, as for fighting with the young master and young lady in the house?
So boring!
Chen Jinyu knew that she was a sojourner and would have to leave the White House sooner or later, so why should she make it difficult for her adoptive parents?
…
At night.
The north wind blows.
The branches outside the window swayed, reflecting on the paper like ghosts.
Squeak!
A slight sound woke up the sleeping Chen Jinyu, her eyes shining in the darkness.
"Since you are here, why do you need to be a gentleman?"
As he spoke, several thin rays of light flew out, making a sound that penetrated the wood.
"What a girl, but she's so ruthless in her attacks."
A figure fell from the beam. It had gray hair, but its face was as ruddy as a child's. The navy blue robe on its body was worn and turned white. It had not been changed in many years.
"Trespassing into a woman's boudoir, according to the law, can be punished without asking!"
Chen Jinyu waved his hand and saw three more streams of light. Only then could he clearly see the appearance of the hidden weapon, which turned out to be a silver needle as thick as an ox hair.
"The technique is good, but it's a pity..."
The old Taoist's voice was neither fast nor slow, and his body did not dodge or dodge, allowing the silver needle to prick into the three major points of life and death in the philtrum, heart, and lower yin.
"...The wonder outweighs the good, and a great talent is wasted!"
After the words fell, the three silver needles could not move forward any further, and they hung in the air blankly, as if fixed by invisible force.
Chen Jinyu's face turned pale and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Innate Grandmaster!"
