If you are hungry, eat dried meat and fruits to satisfy your hunger.
I practice qi and meditate every day, and read Taoist books when I have free time. It has been more than four months.
On this day, Zhang Heng woke up as usual.
When I opened my eyes, I saw darkness.
Light a candle and shine it above your head.
When I look into my eyes, I don’t know when the night pearl that brought light like the sun and moon in the past was completely extinguished last night.
Zhang Heng looked thoughtful when he saw this.
Sure enough, in the next three days, the concentration of spiritual energy in the blessed land began to decrease.
On the sixth day, even the springs began to dry up.
Seeing all this in his eyes, Zhang Heng knew it was time to leave.
The first blessed place of Taoism, Feiyuan of Maoshan Mountain, was destroyed!
"Congratulations, senior brother, on your release from seclusion."
Seeing Zhang Heng come out of the cave, the two Taoist boys guarding the place saluted in unison.
"Is the mountain still safe while I'm gone?"
I haven't spoken to anyone in several months.
Zhang Heng's words were a little unclear.
"Brother, everything is fine."
The two Taoist boys answered.
"Is something big happening?"
The two Taoist boys replied: "Ziyan Zhenren passed away and everyone saw him off. Seeing the moon shining on Maoshan Mountain and seeing the purple smoke rising up, it was a marvelous sight."
"On the second day, Master Xu took over the position of the master of the Temple of Invitation, and took over the inheritance of the magical artifacts of the Invitation Temple and the Invitation of God Tablets. Apart from these two, nothing major happened."
"Um."
Zhang Heng nodded lightly: "You don't have to come here to guard me anymore. Go and play. I'll give you a day off today."
"Yes, senior brother."
The two Taoist boys took the order and left.
After the two left, Zhang Heng rubbed his stinging eyes and thought to himself: "I don't know what Uncle Star Reacher is looking for."
"Master."
Zhang Heng came to the Temple of Invitation with ideas in mind.
"Um?"
Please enter the temple.
Xu Zhenren was sitting on the throne, fighting with his eyelids in his arms, when he was startled by Zhang Heng's sudden call.
"Ah Heng, you are out of seclusion!"
When he opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhang Heng, Xu Zhenren looked happy.
"Master, you just had breakfast, are you so sleepy?"
Zhang Heng and Xu Zhenren didn't see anyone outside. They looked up and down and joked: "Are you going to steal watermelons at the foot of the mountain again at night?"
"What watermelon are you stealing?"
Xu Zhenren rubbed his face, slapped Ha Qie and said, "When I was studying in the mountains, I really didn't understand why your great uncle would always sleep on the throne with his fly whisk in his arms whenever he had nothing to do."
"Now I know, this seat is very comfortable. I feel sleepy when I sit up one seat. I can sleep two or three times in the morning. Then, I can't fall asleep at night. My eyes are as wide as brass bells. Do you think it's unbearable?
Suffer."
"real or fake?"
Zhang Heng was speechless.
However, he did not forget about business, and quickly asked: "Master, how is Uncle Zhaixing doing over there?"
"Still looking, no progress."
"But it's not surprising. If the teleportation array was so easy to find, Qin Shihuang would have found it back then, and it wouldn't be our turn."
Xu Zhenren stood up from his chair and talked about another thing: "Your First Master Mao wrote a letter saying that there is a Tengteng Town on the Hepu side of Xiguang. Someone was digging ancient tombs there and found hundreds of them.
Zombies.”
"Now that the zombies have taken over the town, he is alone and wants you to help. He also said that if you don't have time, you don't have to go. You can lend him some people, or lend him your Taiping Sword. He
You can do it yourself.”
"Hepu?"
Zhang Heng read the name and said, "This place is not far from Rongcheng. I'll stop by and have a look when I go back."
Speaking of this, Zhang Heng hesitated again: "How big is the ancient tomb that can support hundreds of zombies? Is this a group of tombs for a large family?"
"It's hard to say, but it should be quite serious."
"No. 1 Mao loves face. It's very rare for him to ask for help."
Xu Zhenren responded, and then asked Zhang Heng: "How is the effect of this hidden cultivation?"
"Very good, it saved five years of work."
Zhang Heng had a smile on his face.
At first, he thought that ten times the concentration of spiritual energy meant ten times the speed of cultivation.
One month inside is equivalent to ten months outside.
But after practicing for a few days, he discovered that this was not how the account was calculated.
Because people are in the outside world and there are many disturbances, it is impossible to be in a state of cultivation 24 hours a day, but in the Cave Heaven Paradise, there is nothing else except cultivation.
Even when reading Taoist books or sleeping, the exercises can be carried out automatically and continuously.
After more than four months, he saved at least five years of time.
It also made Zhang Heng understand why so many people ascended in ancient times.
When the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is operating normally, the Cave Heaven Paradise cannot be said to be consumed and can always remain open.
San Mao Zhenjun has been cultivating Taoism on Maoshan Mountain for thirty years. With the addition of Dongtian Paradise, it is equivalent to five hundred years of cultivation for ordinary people.
In addition, the understanding of the three true monarchs is astonishing, far beyond the comparison of ordinary people. This is how True Lord Damao ascended to the heaven, and enjoyed the fruits of the immortal path.
below.
Although True Monarch Ermao and True Monarch Sanmao are not as good as True Monarch Da Mao, they have also entered the earthly immortal world, transcended the level of immortals, and enjoyed the fruit of earthly immortality.
“Saved five years of work!”
Xu Zhenren's eyes were full of expectation: "At the end of qi training, or is qi training complete?"
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Practice Qi to perfection!"
"OK!"
Xu Zhenren was overjoyed: "Among the 70th generation disciples of Maoshan, your cultivation is the most profound, even as good as some of your uncles."
Zhang Heng doesn't think so: "Among the seventy-generation disciples, very few have become talented. If you pick a general among the short ones, the one you pick will also be a dwarf."
"If I remember correctly, Uncle Star Picker would have already completed his foundation building before he was thirty years old, right?"
"Of course, there is no need to compare him, but as far as you and Uncle Qian are concerned, I remember you told me that each of the Seven Sons of Maoshan entered the Foundation Establishment Realm before the age of thirty.
By the way, my entry into the country is already quite slow."
Xu Zhenren was a little frustrated.
"We all went to the mountains to practice Taoism since childhood. You became a monk halfway. How can you treat it like this?"
"Furthermore, the Cave Heaven Paradise could still support us at that time. We all stayed in seclusion there for a year before we came out, and you were only there for more than four months."
Zhang Heng smiled but said nothing.
He has been alone in the blessed land for more than four months.
Xu Zhenren and the others shared this year with seven people. The inside of the blessed land is so big and the total amount of spiritual energy is so much. There must be a difference between one person and seven people.
Just saying this doesn't make sense.
Zhang Heng only knows that he must work harder in the future.
"Other masters would like their disciples to work hard."
"But for you, I feel that you work too hard. Life is not just about cultivation, nor is it just about being competitive. You should be more tolerant of yourself."
Xu Zhenren let out a long sigh: "I know that you are a person with strong opinions. Although I am the master, I don't know as many principles as you. You must think that I am farting, right?"
Zhang Heng still smiled and said nothing.
In the end, Xu Zhenren stared at him a little, and then he said: "Master, I am not you, and you are not me. If I were you, I would probably say the same thing as you. In the same way, if you were me, you would also
You will stick to your own opinions and look at problems from different angles. In this kind of thing, no one is right or wrong."
Fifty years of life are like a dream and an illusion.
Zhang Heng is not a person who talks about immortality all day long, although he really thinks so in his heart.
Therefore, Xu Zhenren had a wrong estimate of him.
He is not competitive, but he simply does not dare to waste time, at least not now.
Why is this happening?
Because both sides have different definitions of the future.
This is like your parents telling you: "Stop studying so hard, just take a college entrance exam."
However, your goal is the University of Science and Technology of China, where the most indispensable thing is talented and hard-working people, so how dare you neglect it.
"You!"
Xu Zhenren didn't know what to say about him.
The next moment, I thought of Master Ziyan who had been reincarnated and re-cultivated, and an idea immediately came to my mind: "In my next life, I will be your apprentice, and I want to see how you teach me."
Zhang Heng's smile did not change: "You will become an immortal, you don't need to be reincarnated."