After Jing Shizhen said the name, he sighed, "So what if I know this realm? For hundreds of years, I haven't heard of anyone whose cultivation level can reach the level of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top."
Why couldn't he break through? Su Xiaofan didn't even ask this time. He asked because since he became aware, none of these cultivators can enter the next realm.
"Master, do we have the technique of gathering three flowers at the top to practice?" Su Xiaofan felt that he could still work hard.
"Of course."
Jing Shizhen said: "Three flowers lead to three flowers. Three flowers refer to the sublimation of the essence, qi and spirit of the human body, and Juding means that the essence, qi and spirit are mixed together and gathered in one orifice of the entrance."
Breaking through this profound entrance, the three flowers will gather at the top and produce spiritual consciousness, which means that the Yin God can be expected!"
When Jing Shizhen told Su Xiaofan this, he was not afraid that Tong Dongjie would hear it. What he said was common sense, but the cultivation techniques were kept secret.
"Master, after so many years of practice, are you still unable to break through this profound entrance?"
After using the Qi Guan Qi technique, Su Xiaofan realized how strong Master's Qi was.
Since entering this foggy area, Su Xiaofan discovered that the master did not use magic weapons to protect himself at all, but instead used his true energy to isolate the fog.
With Su Xiaofan's current level of cultivation, it is possible to do it, but he can only seal the hair follicles all over his body, and it is not enough to protect the body with Qi like Uncle Jing.
As for Tong Dongjie, if he didn't use magic weapons, he would probably have to use his hard skills to carry it on.
But as Jing Shizhen said, Tong Dongjie could only carry it for three days, and he would get seriously ill if he went out.
"It's not impossible to break through."
Jing Shizhen gave a bitter laugh, "I have been practicing for most of my life, but I still haven't even touched the Xuan Pass. How can I break through it?"
According to the cultivation method, when the cultivation level is reached, the mysterious entrance will appear on its own, and after breaking through, it will be the state of three flowers gathering at the top.
But Jing Shizhen's cultivation has been polished to perfection in the Great Zhoutian realm, and the entrance has not appeared. It has been stuck for decades.
"Master, don't worry, maybe you need an opportunity."
Seeing Uncle Jing's disappointed look, Su Xiaofan quickly comforted him.
"I wonder if there will be a mysterious entrance in the future if I cultivate the Great Zhou Tian Kung Fu?"
Su Xiaofan secretly guessed in his heart that after being cultivated, the Little Zhou Tian Kung Fu and Palm Thunder have reached their peak, and the Great Zhou Tian Kung Fu should be no exception.
It's a pity that Su Xiaofan's repair value is insufficient now. After accumulating palm thunder, he only has 16 repair points left, which is still far from a hundred points.
"If this opportunity doesn't come, I will be buried soon."
Jing Shizhen felt depressed, and couldn't help but complain, thinking that he was also a genius in cultivation back then, but now he has become an old genius.
"Uncle Jing, the same is true for our ancient martial arts. After forging the skin and forging the bones, we can no longer continue."
Tong Dongjie said from the side: "It is very likely that there is a flaw in heaven and earth, which makes practitioners unable to practice. This is a destiny that cannot be changed by humans."
Tong Dongjie’s statement is currently recognized in the spiritual world. It’s not that you don’t work hard, it’s that God doesn’t let you play. There’s nothing anyone can do about it.
Seeing Tong Dongjie and Jing Shizhen sighing there, Su Xiaofan quickly changed his attention, pointed to a house, and said: "This house faces north and south. It seems like there is only one like this in this village?"
"Yes, there is only one house facing north and south in the whole village."
Sure enough, Su Xiaofan's words attracted Tong Dongjie's attention, "This house is also the most evil in the whole village. Xiaofan, have you seen the Taishi chair in that house?"
"I saw it, what happened?"
Su Xiaofan took a look at it with the technique of observing Qi. It was just an ordinary Taishi chair. Judging from the style, it should be from the Ming Dynasty. There was a thick layer of dust on it.
Moreover, the material used for this Taishi chair is by no means good wood. The legs of the chair are already somewhat rotten and look dilapidated.
"Although this chair is made of ordinary materials, it is still considered an antique. Why hasn't it been moved away?"
Su Xiaofan was a little strange. He saw some energy on the chair. It was obvious that this object had existed for a long time.
"Many people came to Fengmen Village to explore in the past, but not one of them dared to take anything from here."
Tong Dongjie pointed to the Taishi chair and said: "This is the most evil object in Fengmen Village. Not to mention that it has been moved, most people don't even dare to sit on it. This chair is also said to be able to sit on ghosts but not on humans..."
Tong Dongjie has been to Fengmen Village countless times, and he naturally knows the allusions and legends here clearly.
There are many strange incidents reported in Fengmen Village, such as the mystery of ghost faces, the mystery of ghost possession, the mystery of supernatural photos, and the mystery of the Taishi Chair.
When people in Fengmen Village die and are buried, they will wear a grimace on their face. This is extremely rare among the burial customs in the Central Plains, but it is somewhat similar to the tomb of a pharaoh.
In addition, the rule of Fengmen Village is that people cannot leave the village after death and can only be buried in front of and behind their own houses. Therefore, there is also a theory that they put on masks in order to calm the ghosts.
As for the Grand Master's chair, it is said that it has been here for decades. Anyone who dares to sit on it is now waist-high with grass on their graves. No one can be spared.
No one even dared to sit on it, let alone moved it away. If anyone moved this chair to their own home, they would not even dare to sleep at night.
"Brother Dong, do you still believe this?"
Seeing Tong Dongjie's expression of fear on his face while explaining, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but laugh.
"I didn't believe it before, but then I became really dead."
Tong Dongjie smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had sent six designers to Fengmen Village before, but they all died here overnight.
There were other staff members who came with the designer at that time. According to those people, all six designers had sat on this chair during the day.
Of course, it may be because other staff members did not spend the night in the village, but the evil nature of the Taishi Chair is also rumored to be miraculous.
"I really want to see what a ghost looks like."
Su Xiaofan chuckled, took off the backpack on his back, walked straight into the room, and sat down directly on the Grand Master's chair, regardless of the dust on it.
"It's nothing. It's so hard that it's uncomfortable to sit on."
Su Xiaofan patted the back of the chair and stood up, "Huh? Why is there a strange smell? Master, isn't this a virus?"
Since the Great Zhou Tian Meridian was opened, Su Xiaofan's six senses have greatly increased, and his vision, hearing and smell are all very sensitive.
After standing up from the chair, he noticed a fishy smell, which seemed to come from the chair.
Su Xiaofan is not afraid of ghosts, but he is afraid of any germs on this chair.
It's like the curse on the Pharaoh's tomb, which was later proven to be a never-discovered germ that killed everyone who entered.
"Furry, I have to be careful when I come to this place, but you are not afraid of anything."
Jing Shizhen walked into the house and frowned, "This seems to be the smell left by some animal. Come out and don't stay in the house."
"I thought there were only ghosts, but I didn't expect the virus." Su Xiaofan walked out with a sad face.
"Uncle Jing, what do you think?"
Tong Dongjie came here for a purpose, not to accompany the two of them on a trip. "Can you find the space crack?"
"It's impossible to find it during the day. Too much sunlight will destroy the air of the mist."
Jing Shizhen shook his head and said: "The intensity of the fog will more than double at night, and by then we should be able to locate the space crack."
After looking around, Jing Shizhen said: "I suspect that the space crack is near this house. I feel a little uneasy here."
The six senses are stronger than ordinary people, and sometimes the sense of danger is very keen. At this moment, Jing Shizhen felt a crisis in his heart. There seemed to be something nearby that could threaten him.
"Then let's stay here at night?"
Tong Dongjie looked at the terrain and said, "This is the largest courtyard in the village. Let's set up the tent here."
The houses in Fengmen Village are all built against the mountains. Most of them are just a small open space in front of the house with a small yard.
But this house is not only the largest in the village, but the yard in front of the house is also forty or fifty square meters, and there is a well in the middle of the yard.
"Okay, let's set up the tent first so we can take a rest in the afternoon." Su Xiaofan agreed and opened the backpack he had just placed on the ground.
"Xiaofan, stay away from that well." Tong Dongjie said quickly when he saw Su Xiaofan going out to get the tent.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this well?" Su Xiaofan was stunned when he heard this.
"I don't know if there is any problem, but there are rumors about this well."
Tong Dongjie said: "Someone stayed at this house before. He couldn't sleep at night and walked in the yard. He saw a woman jumping in from the well.
The man was startled, and quickly woke up the owner and came over to check, but there was not even a ripple in the well water.
The owner of the house thought that the man was hallucinating and went back to sleep, but early the next morning he found that the man was missing.
After searching the whole village, even the roads out of the mountains, there was no sign of the man. Later there were rumors that the man was swallowed by the well.
I don’t know if it’s true or not, but this well has a sinister reputation, and Tong Dongjie doesn’t want to get too close to it. If it weren’t for looking for space cracks, he wouldn’t even want to live near this house.
"No Sadako will crawl out of this well."
Su Xiaofan was joking while setting up tents. Tong Dongjie also came over to help, and soon three tents were set up.
The supplies in those backpacks were so rich that Su Xiaofan could not imagine.
After setting up the tent, Tong Dongjie, like magic, first took out a small folding table, then an alcohol stove, a kettle, and three small lounge chairs.
Tong Dongjie filled the pot with mineral water and placed it on the alcohol stove. Tong Dongjie threw a piece of solid alcohol into the alcohol stove and boiled a pot of boiling water in a few minutes.
"Uncle Jing, Xiaofan, what are you drinking?"
Tong Dongjie took out a box, "Coffee or tea? I brought some here."
"Tea."
"coffee!"
Two different voices sounded. This is the difference between young people and old people.
"Brother Dong, you'd better enjoy it."
Sitting on the recliner, drinking coffee, and looking at the quiet mountain village in front of him, Su Xiaofan felt very comfortable.
