One hundred years of immortality.
In the nameless mountain, looking at the freshly baked pit in front of him, Gu Dan looked very unhappy.
It is said that there is no time in the mountains, and there is no way to know the year when it is cold.
In the blink of an eye, it has been eleven years since he left the Buzhou Mountains, and a full hundred years have passed since the day he witnessed the stars falling from the sky at night.
During this period of time, he tried to refine Qi more than a hundred times, flattening several hills and creating many large pits. However, there was no fluctuation in the progress of Qi refining.
Even if the method of refining Qi was derived from the Qi Refiner, it wouldn't be so difficult, right?
Although the thing he lacks most is time, such continuous failures without any progress are undoubtedly difficult to make people happy.
"Why did it fail?"
Looking at the terrifying pit in front of him, Gu Dan was puzzled.
The method of refining Qi has been passed down by the ancient Qi refiners. Compared with the mass graves in "Refining Qi" to refine the blood Qi of evil spirits, he used his own blood to steal and refine blood Qi. The strength of the material should be higher. Going to the next level, even more pure.
Logically speaking, no matter what, it must be more than one level better than the mass grave refining method, right?
But over the years, the blood he drained was more than enough to fill a large lake. There was no hope of success. The best result was just to make the hole bigger.
No matter how arrogant or impatient he was, Gu Dan couldn't help but frown.
Either my method is wrong, or there may be some problems with "Refining Qi" itself.
If he hadn't made much progress, it wouldn't have made Gu Dan too depressed. What's more important was that it had been a hundred years since the stars fell in the sky at night.
A hundred years is really a lot of time for an immortal, right?
Even for a strong person at the Golden Core level, it's hard to say that it's just a snap of a finger, right?
When will the immortal who suddenly left this world come back?
Is it possible that after smashing down the star, he didn’t care about anything else?
But the fact is, there is no news.
It seems that when I smashed the sky star, I did it casually, and after throwing it away, I forgot about this place.
In addition, as time goes by, the overall strength of the Buzhou Mountains is undoubtedly increasing very rapidly.
He didn't make any big progress, but Huang Chao and others were still climbing.
It was inevitable that Gu Dan felt a rare sense of anxiety.
This time, Gu Dan did not choose to return to Ping'an Town and rest for a while after the failure, but started bleeding again.
He wanted to try to refine the blood energy non-stop to see if it would be effective.
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In the nameless mountains of Zhencheon, it has been particularly uneasy recently.
Every once in a while, there will be an earthquake.
All the beasts panicked and fled.
All the beasts that originally lived deep in the mountains and forests fled.
The people of Ping'an Village were quite happy at first. The prey that was originally difficult to find is now very easy to find.
But if these days continue for a long time, it is inevitable that several ferocious beasts will suddenly pop up and almost kill people.
After a careful inspection, the new village chief Zhuang Sheng told the villagers that this was just a temporary change and there was no need to worry as it would be over soon.
Then he went deep into the mountains and found Gu Dan with a little bloodshot eyes.
"Brother Kong, why are you so anxious?"
After seeing Gu Dan, Zhuang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly. At this time, something seemed wrong with Gu Dan, as if he had entered a dead end.
"Nothing ever works out."
Gu Dan put down his pale palm, and his face looked a little haggard.
The innate state, after so many years, has almost become his inner demon.
Every time I feel like I have encountered hope, various difficulties always arise. Even if I rely on years of hard work, I can't make any progress.
His mind is considered to be superior to that of ordinary people, so he can't help but be anxious and restless. Ordinary people would have given up long ago.
"Some things can be done by people; some things still need to rely on good timing; and some things can't be accomplished by just relying on individual efforts, and they still need good timing, favorable conditions, and favorable people."
Zhuang Sheng reassured him: "Brother Kong has always been peaceful, why are you so anxious about this matter?"
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There were too many words to say at the moment, and Gu Dan could only sigh.
Naturally, he hopes in his heart that he can reach the innate realm first before the immortals arrive and before something happens in the Buzhou Mountains, so that he can have enough peace of mind.
But some things may not necessarily go the way you want them to.
Now it is the 103rd year of Xianlin. After three years of crazy refining of blood energy, it cannot be said that it has achieved nothing. It can only be said that it has achieved nothing.
He was also mentally exhausted.
"If you still can't do something despite your hard work, you might as well wait a little longer. Maybe a turnaround will appear unknowingly?"
Zhuang Sheng picked up Gu Dan and said, "Go back and go back to Ping'an Village to recuperate for a while. In a few days, the time agreed upon will be coming, so you might as well go and relax."
"The time we agreed upon?"
Gu Dan was slightly startled. Although his condition was not very good, he was still far from the stage where he was "dazzled by old age". How could he not remember what agreement he had made?
"Brother Kong, have you forgotten? When I was leaving the dragon gate, that little girl made an appointment to meet again this time."
Zhuang Sheng said casually.
"Has it been fourteen years already?"
Gu Dan suddenly understood.
The scene of carp leaping over the dragon gate happens once every fifteen years.
To him, it seemed like it was only a few days ago since he last read it, but in the blink of an eye, it was time for the carp to leap over the dragon gate again.
For fourteen years, he worked hard for one thing.
But unfortunately, nothing was accomplished.
Returning to Ping'an Village, fourteen years have passed, and compared to when we first came, we don't seem to see much change.
Perhaps it was because Gu Dan was not familiar with the people in this village, it was just a group of unfamiliar faces.
On the contrary, Zhuang Sheng said in a homely manner: "The old village chief who greeted us at the beginning passed away two years ago at the age of seventy-three. In the past two years, I was elected as the village chief."
Although he is the village chief, he actually has no unique rights.
It's nothing more than the words "high moral character and high respect". Being able to coordinate conflicts between neighbors is considered qualified.
Although Zhuang Sheng has not been in Ping An Village for a long time, and he is not even a native of Ping An Village, he is extremely capable and knowledgeable, and he never favors anyone.
Whether it was fishing, hunting, or planting, he spoke clearly and logically. Naturally, he was loved by the people of Ping'an Village, and it was not surprising that he was elected as the village chief.
Back in front of the thatched hut, Gu Dan was surprised to find that next to the two thatched huts he and Zhuang Sheng shared, there was a layer of thatch on the ground. A little guy who looked to be no more than a year old was happily doing so. Crawling around on the thatch.
After seeing Zhuang Sheng, the little boy tried hard to climb up from the ground using his hands and feet, shouting in a milky voice: "Die Die!"
For a moment, it felt like a dream.
Gu Dan turned back to look at Zhuang Sheng, and saw Zhuang Sheng with a calm expression on his face. He leaned down and held the little guy in his arms, and responded with a smile, "Hey."
"Is this your child?"
Gu Dan was particularly surprised.
In the early years, Zhuang Sheng and his wife did not give birth to an heir. He thought that Zhuang Sheng had no such idea.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, children would be able to call them daddy.
"Yes, his name is Zhuang Yun, Yun Duo's Yun."
Zhuang Sheng raised the little guy's hands above his head, and heard the little guy's excited and incomprehensible screams in his ears, and there was also a look of kindness in his eyes.
At this time, Gu Dan suddenly realized that most of Zhuang Sheng's hair had turned white - he shouldn't have ignored these things, but deep down, he seemed to have deliberately ignored the passage of time itself.
For him, fourteen years in the blink of an eye was enough for many, many things to happen in the ordinary world.
There were so many that he couldn't even react.
".A very good name."
Gu Dan didn't know what kind of expression he should put on. He wanted to reach out and squeeze the little guy's chubby little face full of baby fat, but he had some scruples.
It was Zhuang Sheng who stuffed Zhuang Yun, who couldn't speak a few words, into Gu Dan's arms, and Gu Dan hugged the little one at a loss.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so flustered.
Because a long time ago, as long as a hundred years ago, he also held a little baby and watched them grow up.
This matter should not be so unfamiliar to him.
But it's been a long time since he's been this close to someone.
The little one's tender skin rubbed against Gu Dan's body, and his uneasy little hand stretched out to pull Gu Dan's beard. The little guy didn't understand anything, and naturally he looked particularly arrogant and domineering. His tiny feet stepped on Gu Dan's palm. , trying hard to climb up.
He grabbed Gu Dan's beard with one hand, and groped randomly on his face with the other hand, as if he wanted to borrow another boost. He waved his short legs and feet together, and made incomprehensible sounds in his mouth. He hummed in understanding, and some of his pure eyes were just curious.
This new creature!
So pure, ignorant, and enthusiastic.
Full of curiosity and ignorance about everything.
The anxiety in Gu's worry gradually faded away a lot without realizing it.
"This child is very healthy and energetic."
After regaining his composure, Gu Dan finally hugged the little one who was just over one year old in a position that was more comfortable for the child, and then said.
"Ha, since Brother Kong came here, the people in Ping'an Village have not been sick for several years. Not to mention serious illnesses, not even a minor illness has appeared."
Zhuang Shang said pointedly.
"Maybe it's because you are their lucky star?"
Gu Dan responded very naturally.
Healing diseases and saving people seems to be a word far away from him, but in fact he has always done it, but when he does it, it is like the spring breeze warming up, and it has reached the state of moisturizing things silently.
A true miracle doctor doesn't even need the patient to know who he is, and his illness can be cured without medicine.
Although he cannot be the sun in the world, there is nothing wrong with him being a bonfire in the dark to warm the people who occasionally come to him.
"In that case, isn't it a good thing?"
Zhuang Sheng laughed and said, "Come and drink."
For Gu Dan, the mountains are very peaceful.
Pingan Village is located in the mountains of Zhenchuan. It is rarely visited by people and has not seen outsiders for many years.
Life here is really "work at sunrise and rest at sunset" every day. There are not even a few households in the village using oil lamps.
In order to adjust his mood, Gu Dan followed Zhuang Sheng and watched a section of his life.
They are really no different from the people of Ping'an Village.
The same sunrise and sunset, the same wife and children on the hot bed, the same busyness and leisure.
It's so ordinary that people can't even tell that Zhuang Sheng is actually a master, and he even practices a low level of immortality. In recent years, the level of immortality has fallen to the bottom, so there is no need to talk about it.
Every day at dusk, many people in Ping An Village gather under the big trees next to the village to enjoy the cool air and even chat. Children can also run around wildly, sometimes with their parents scolding and reprimanding them.
Occasionally, Zhuang Sheng is useful. For example, a group of children who want to listen to a story will surround Zhuang Sheng and refuse to leave.
Zhuang Sheng also always accepted everyone who came, regardless of the few children, he could just listen to what he said.
Moreover, the story is told with both emotion and emotion, and there is no slacking off or perfunctory because the other person is a little guy.
Occasionally, adults would come over and ask him about planting and hunting methods. Zhuang Sheng could just roll up his sleeves and get started, carrying the smelly excrement and splashing it across the farmland with an ordinary look on his face.
Gu Dan has known many masters, and he has also met many masters who are quite kind to the lower classes.
Such as Moqiu, such as Xun Ke, such as Qin Lisheng.
But Zhuang Sheng is different from them.
Those people - they are kind to others, but they want to do too many things, which are too difficult. They rush along the way slowly, although they do not lose the warmth, they are like the blazing sun in the sky.
Moisturizes all things, but is difficult to get close to.
But Zhuang Sheng was not like that.
He is not the sun raised above everyone's heads, he is in the world.
People further away couldn't see him, only those who were close could feel the slightest bit of power in him.
When telling stories, he is a storyteller; when planting, he is a farmer; when hunting, he is a hunter; when educating villagers, he is the village chief; when facing children, he is a father; chatting with Gu Dan When he was a Taoist friend
Gu Dan thought about it and found that there were only six words that could properly describe what he saw in Zhuang Sheng.
Its combination with light is also the same as dust.
Zhuang Sheng was able to "enjoy himself" in everything.
In this world, Gu Dan has never seen anyone with a more open-minded and casual mind than Zhuang Sheng, and neither can he himself.
As the days passed, Gu Dan's mood gradually became calmer.
One day, when I was meditating on the "White Lotus Visualization" every day as usual, the sixth petal of the lotus slowly opened in the thirty-six-petal lotus that had been silent for a long time.
In an instant, Gu Dan's sea of consciousness seemed to be swept by a hurricane. It was the first time that he perceived the sea of consciousness itself so clearly.
His vision broke away from himself in an instant, and continued to spread to the surroundings, ten feet, one hundred feet. At this time, everything was in view, and every detail was visible.
After fourteen years of hard work condensing blood energy, there was little progress.
On the contrary, it was a daily routine, almost instinctive observation, and the lotus in the white lotus visualization finally opened its sixth petal.
His soul has made another staged breakthrough!
As the sixth lotus leaf stretched, a mysterious and mysterious feeling broke into Gu's mind, and he gradually realized something.
(End of chapter)
