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Chapter 261 The Snow Queen

 Later, Lu Cheng swallowed another "Enlightenment Pill" and continued to meditate on "Chunhui Grass".

"Chunhui Inchucao" is just a general outline, which can be divided into different artistic conceptions.

This time, Lu Cheng visualized "The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long".

"Suxi Pavilion" written by Dai Shulun in the Tang Dynasty: "The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who leans against the east wind for twelve seconds. The swallows do not return, and the spring is late, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain."

The scenery written in the poem is that of late spring, and the emotion is the feeling of resentment.

The weeds are growing and the ground is green. It is late spring. At this time, on the pavilion by the stream, the spring grass is green and the spring water is rippling, which is most likely to arouse people's feelings of separation and separation. Who is that person leaning on the railing in the east wind?

?

Lu Cheng discovered that if you simply visualize the scenery, the growth of your spiritual consciousness will be very limited; if you visualize with emotion, it will be easier to ascend to the path of heaven. If heaven is sentimental, it will also grow old, which will promote the rapid growth of spiritual consciousness.

These four poems all describe scenery, and the language of scenery is the language of love, and the scene is blended without any trace. The poet describes the rich and misty scenery in late spring, which is consistent with the heavy and melancholy mood of the Yilan people. The poem is charming and humane, meaningful and mellow.
For this reason, Lu Cheng sat quietly for three hours and found that the Knowledge Sword in the Sea of ​​Marrow had grown another inch! It was already a foot long!

At this time, Jiang Qiuyun woke up. It was a dark night. She turned on the bedside lamp and refused to get up.

"It's a bit cold today. Is it snowing?"

"Well, the weather forecast calls for three inches of snow."

"A Cheng, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? Is it still the Five Qi Returning Technique?"

"No, I practiced visualization."

Lu Cheng told her about the various artistic conceptions of "Chunhui Cuncao", and then said: "After you advance to Xiantian, you can also practice accordingly. I have prepared a Kaiming Pill for you. Take one pill and not sleep for 20 days."
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Jiang Qiuyun said: "My liver, heart, spleen and lungs have all been cultivated to perfection, only my kidneys are still a little behind."

"I have a few turtle pills, which can replenish the vitality of the kidneys."

The elixir he asked Qingmei to buy included "Turtle Deer Pill", which is made from tortoise shell and deer antlers and can supplement the yin and yang.

"Don't rush to swallow the pill, Cheng, I want you to hold me for a while..."

Lu Cheng lowered his head and looked down. He had a gentle face like jade, a shy appearance like a fairy, a splendid figure, a graceful figure, pure water and pure snow, a pink-necked flower cluster, a slim body, and a tall and graceful figure.

A bit of tenderness, the crane-necked cicada is attached, and you feel like a fairy.

Today is Saturday. Jiang Qiuyun originally made an appointment to hold a literary salon at home, but it was temporarily canceled due to snow.

But at 10 o'clock in the morning, a girl still came to Qingquan Villa. This girl's name was Yao Jing, a college student who helped Jiang Qiuyun proofread the manuscript.

Last night, her mobile phone fell into the pool and could not be turned on because of water, so she did not log in to the WeChat group.

She walked out of campus this morning and came by bus.

Jiang Qiuyun invited her in, entertained her warmly, and made a pot of spiritual tea.

The two were sitting in the living room chatting.

Jiang Qiuyun said: "I am imagining a super long novel, which is expected to write 10 million words. This is purely the Internet. You know, the Internet is just for watching the fun and enjoying it. It cannot withstand careful scrutiny. But it

It has its own characteristics, and the story is novel and mysterious, just like the imagination..."

Yao Jing smiled and said: "Sister Yun, you are really amazing. You can write such a long article. The structure and details are not easy to grasp. If I were to write it, I would not be able to remember the previous content!"

Jiang Qiuyun said: "If you write 10,000 words a day, it will take three years to write 10 million words. It is normal to forget the previous content after writing it. But I write 150,000 words a day and can finish it in more than two months.

In such a short time, I won’t forget it.”

In the final analysis, Jiang Qiuyun has opened a heavenly orifice, her intelligence is far beyond ordinary people, and she is very suitable for writing long novels.

For her, leaving such a talent unused would be a waste.

Yao Jing asked: "Sister Yun, what is the content of your new book?"

Jiang Qiuyun smiled and replied: "I'm going to write a fairy tale palace battle drama that travels through another world! The protagonist's name is 'Yan Shuangxi', who was taken into the 'Mingyue Palace' by the Immortal Emperor Qin Di, and was trained as a maid with low skills.

The story of the Empress."

"What's the name of the book?"

""Mingyue Shuangxi Shui"."

"Since we are in the harem, is Yan Shuangxi's body dirty?"

"What do you think?"

"Hehe, it's so evil."

Jiang Qiuyun asked: "150,000 words a day, do you have time to review the manuscript?"

Yao Jing smiled and said: "No problem, I'm not busy now."

At noon, Jiang Qiuyun invited her to a nearby restaurant.

Lu Cheng did not go, but walked through the snow to climb Qianfo Mountain.

Although Qianfo Mountain is not high, it has a rich cultural atmosphere. Especially the Zen monastery in the middle of the mountain and the stone Buddha statues on the mountain. Due to the revival of spiritual energy, these stone statues seem to have spirituality.

Lu Cheng tried to breathe in, but he couldn't inhale the spiritual energy in the stone carvings.

He thought to himself: "The exercises I practice belong to the category of ancient witchcraft. Witchcraft and Buddhism are not the same thing. Different systems are difficult to be compatible with each other."

He walked around the mountain and came to the east side of the mountainside, where there were several lilac trees with flowers sprouting.

After all, after the Lantern Festival, it’s almost spring.

Beside the lilac tree, there is a young man practicing boxing.

Lu Cheng found it interesting: "Come here to practice boxing on a snowy day?"

He stood on the edge and watched, and saw that this person was very young, he seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was probably not a college student nearby. He was practicing a set of "Mantis Boxing", and his skills were very good-looking, but his strength was insufficient.

After a while, the boy finished practicing a set of boxing and stopped to take a breath.

Lu Cheng walked up and asked: "Little brother, what kind of boxing do you practice?"

The young man looked at him, grinned and said: "Plum Blossom Mantis."

"Who did you learn it from?"

"There is a martial arts gym nearby that specializes in praying mantis boxing."

"How long have you been studying?"

"Almost two years."

"Little brother, why do you learn this?"

"Strengthen your body and protect your home and country!"

Lu Cheng smiled and said: "This is a good reason. But have you ever heard that if you practice boxing without practicing Kung Fu, you will be in vain?"

The young man replied: "Master said that the inner strength of Mantis Boxing is Arhat Kung, and the outer strength is Iron Sand Palm. I can only learn it when I am eighteen years old."

Lu Cheng asked: "Who is your master? Can he know Iron Sand Palm?"

"The master of the martial arts school is named 'Mi Fusheng', an authentic Qixia Praying Mantis Boxer. His iron palm is very powerful. I witnessed him break five bricks with my own eyes. He signed up to participate in the 'Monument Opener' competition.



"What's your name? You're still a middle school student, right?"

"My name is Yang Zheng. I am in the first grade of high school."

Lu Cheng smiled slightly and said: "I don't know Mantis Boxing, but I know how to shoot rocks. If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you." He picked up a piece of granite the size of a melon from the ground and said, "Feel it and see, this is

Not a real stone?"

Yang Zheng took a look and nodded: "It's a real stone."

Lu Cheng held the stone with his left hand and slapped it with his right hand, causing the stone to break into several pieces. He didn't use much force, otherwise it would have been smashed into powder.

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face showed ecstasy: "Brother, I want to become your teacher and learn this Kung Fu from you!"

Lu Cheng smiled and said: "Why should I accept you? What are your advantages?"

"I...I have perseverance! Master Mi said that I practice martial arts diligently. After only two years of training, I can do Mantis Boxing very well. He recommended me to participate in the competition. In October last year, I won the second place in the province's Mantis Boxing Routine Competition.

Name."

"What other advantages do you have?"

"I respect my teachers, be kind and law-abiding, and don't do bad things..."

"What bad things can you do at such a young age? In two years, when you are older, have mastered kung fu, and have more complex thoughts, you will be more likely to cause trouble."


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