Huang Yaoshi accepted the order and left, but Cao Zhe calculated that there would be another opportunity for him to go, and maybe he would be able to live a new life.
Without Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, who returned to Wudang Mountain, could easily take over.
Hong Qi Guild didn't have many meetings. In addition to telling Cao Zhe about the experiences in his memory, he mostly discussed with Cao Zhe how to eat and how to make food.
Cao Zhe also spent a few days trying to come up with a magical medicinal diet, which can also be regarded as a category of alchemy.
It's a pity that all the dishes made are dark dishes.
Refining elixirs requires not only various medicinal materials, but the most important thing is the use of fire, and the violent reactions between the medicinal properties during the cooking and refining of the fire.
And if you cook like this, it will only burn the dishes, or burn them or cook them to pieces.
"It would be great if Huang Yatou was here. With her participation, this magical medicinal diet may still have a chance to appear in this world." Hong Qigong shook his head regretfully and looked at the residue poured into the trash can with a look of regret.
These black 'cinders' were once a rare delicacy. They should have been delicious even with the simplest cooking method.
Such waste is indeed cruel to a glutton like him.
Cao Zhe, who failed in his research on spiritual medicinal diet, changed his direction and started studying spiritual wine instead.
Half a month later, there was some success.
On the day when the wine was ready, Hong Qigong secretly drank it and became extremely drunk. At the same time, his internal energy underwent a subtle transformation. He even preceded Huang Yaoshi and began to form a cocoon outside his body.
When the cocoon is formed, if he wakes up within seven days and breaks out of the cocoon, he will be reborn. Not only will he be rejuvenated to a certain extent, but he will also be able to improve his qualifications and purify his internal strength, moving towards his peak value.
If he still can't break out of the cocoon after seven days, he will be completely dead in it, at least in this world, he will never have a chance again.
Hong Qigong entered a different state of seclusion, and Cao Zhe's temporarily captured mentors were reduced by one.
Unable to get information from these old Jianghu, Cao Zhe once again entered a state of alternating between reading and practicing boxing.
A few days later, feeling that the progress was slow, Cao Zhe made up his mind to cancel the unity of heaven and man, and instead fixed the previous state of enlightenment.
Then Cao Zhe entered that special state of being mysterious and mysterious, communicating with and feeling each other with all things in the world and natural scenery.
In this state, what you see, think, and think about are all different from normal.
Every morning, Cao Zhe would even go deep into the mountains and forests, staying with tigers, brown bears, and birds.
The instincts and intuitions that have gradually disappeared from human beings since the emergence of civilization began to reappear in Cao Zhe, allowing him to see novelties in nature every day that ordinary people cannot see with the naked eye.
The natural world is very magical and even more mysterious.
Domestic pet dogs have been domesticated to be ferocious and have almost no possibility of independent survival. However, some of them, puppies that have not been taught by their mothers since childhood, will still look for some more symptomatic dogs outside if they feel unwell. Chew the grass leaves and eat them.
In nature, many animals can sense their own death time in advance and then find a suitable cemetery for themselves.
These are their survival instincts. It can even be said that many animals may have the ability to read 'genetic memory'. They obtain information from their blood and gain strength and ability.
But this is something that humans have long been missing.
Now, Cao Zhe has regained this instinct.
And it is very different from those animals.
In the early morning, when the sun was just rising, Cao Zhe squatted on the treetops, like a great ape, but now he raised his head and stared directly at the fiery red sun with his eyes.
In his eyes, the sun seemed to change its shape, alternating back and forth between several different patterns.
And when Cao Zhe imitated these patterns and shapes, an inexplicable heat surged in his body.
This feeling of heat is completely different from the feeling of internal force traveling through the body.
It's more like a boiling of the blood.
Then Cao Zhe looked at the ancient trees in the forest and followed the trees to see their roots buried deep underground.
Vaguely, it seemed like there was a dragon-like snake-like monster, twisting and turning between the ground and the trees.
Things like chains and ribbons twist the plants together, allowing them to form a place for information exchange that people cannot see.
Plants are all alive, and they have their own unique 'thinking', which is different from humans and animals, but it is by no means non-existent.
This is a very novel discovery.
Cao Zhe spoke for a long time to several ancient trees, but received little response.
He wanted to join that network and sense the changes in nature and the rise and fall of various messages through trees.
But when Cao Zhe stood vaguely like a tree, just before completing this integration, he suddenly woke up from this state.
Plants have their own communication networks.
But it's too slow, too long, and too detailed.
Huge amounts of information that have not been filtered will accumulate as they flow through slow mental processing.
The final result is that hundreds of years have passed, and when a big tree slowly figures out a problem that is actually very simple and ineffective, it is already about to wither.
A new tree will sprout and grow from its roots, but it will no longer be it.
Although it has escaped that unique state, it has not really turned into a tree.
However, Cao Zhe found a very special ancient tree in the forest.
It was an ancient pine that had been struck by lightning but had survived for thousands of years.
Due to lightning strikes, this ancient pine's thinking speed was more than ten million times that of ordinary trees, and it could barely communicate with Cao Zhe in a superficial way.
Cao Zhe communicated with it for more than twenty days before it understood what Cao Zhe meant and graciously let Cao Zhe take away a branch.
It poured the information it had learned and compiled from the huge network into this branch and gave it to Cao Zhe as a gift to his friend.
Cao Zhe was overjoyed to get this branch. The almost absolute tranquility in his mind was temporarily broken at this moment by the impact of the message in the branch.
Cao Zhe's subjective consciousness completely returned, and then Cao Zhe quickly removed his enlightenment state, then stood in the forest and exhaled a long breath.
"Too dangerous!"
"It's incredible!"
"If it's not necessary, use it as little as possible in this state..." Cao Zhe sighed in his heart.
The state of enlightenment is indeed very buggy, this state even exceeds the unity of heaven and man.
The unity of heaven and man is more about the connection between the big and small and the surrounding heavens. It is a kind of feedback from heaven and earth to people, and it is more inclined to physical progress and changes.
The state of enlightenment is to feel everything without self, not only the heaven, earth and nature, but also everything that exists in this nature.
In this state, one forgets time, oneself, and purpose, and is simply pursuing a certain truth.
If it weren't for the 'purpose' of standing into a tree before, which was inconsistent with the 'original intention' in Cao Zhe's heart, before Cao Zhe woke up, he had truly become a tree... and would have turned into a real tree. of the living dead.
At this time, Cao Zhe looked at the branch in his hand again and looked carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised by its shape.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but the branch naturally looked like it had grown into the shape of a sword.
There are even indentations on the handle that fit the five fingers of Cao Zhe's hand.
The sword has no sword pattern, similar to ancient bronze swords.
The blade of the sword is slightly rounded, with fine golden pine lines, and a faint hint of purple.
Holding it in your hand, it feels a little heavy, weighing dozens of kilograms.
At the same time, it has the cool touch of metal and the delicacy and warmth of wood.
"What a treasure!" Cao Zhe couldn't help but sigh.
