Just as Zikakari expected, the day after a group of carp people left in anger, the rations allocated to him were greatly reduced.
A wrinkled dried worm, so smoked that no color can be seen. Different from the past, the dried worm is much smaller, only as thick as a finger, and has a faint smell of stale musty. A palm-sized grass cake is made of pond grass and algae.
The reed roots and snail shells were crushed and roasted. They were burnt black in color and as hard as bricks. Zhikari sat in the mud hole, twisted up the dried worms, put it in his mouth and took a small bite. It was sour and smelly, making him feel sick.
Pangastric acidity, almost nauseating.
He paused for a moment before taking a second bite, and then stopped again, trying his best to suppress the feeling of vomiting. After eating most of a dried worm, he could no longer swallow it, so he had to swallow it whole with water. After eating the dried worm, he became hungry instead.
It was even more prosperous. He soaked the grass cake in water, and it took a long time before it softened slightly. It tasted bitter and astringent when bitten, and was mixed with finely divided sand, making a crunching sound between the teeth.
Zhikarizhen tore the grass cake into small pieces and chewed each piece slowly. Although the taste was rough and hard to swallow, a novel feeling came into his heart. This was something he had never experienced before, not to mention the rich food and clothing in the Hou Mansion.
, even in the village of Bailing Mountain, he opened his mouth for food, stretched out his hands for clothes, and enjoyed everything to the fullest. Now that he was reduced to three meals a day, it made him think deeply and reflect on himself.
As the Taoist saying goes, "clothes, food, housing, and transportation are all for spiritual practice." No matter whether there is no food, or food with bells and cauldrons ringing, they are just external objects. If they are used properly, they can be used as assistance; if they are used illegally, they will become obstacles. Just like the swordsmanship of the Hou Mansion.
Cheats can certainly improve your swordsmanship, but if you indulge in it blindly, you will not be able to find your own way of swordsmanship.
The same goes for these dried insects and grass cakes. Rather than being unable to swallow them and feeling disgusted, it is better to enjoy them as sweet treats and use them as a sharpening stone to sharpen the Taoist heart. After thinking about this, Zhi Shouzhen's state of mind has become somewhat clearer, and even
I also have a clear understanding of the tenet of ruthless swordsmanship that "there is nothing but the sword."
After chewing the last small piece of grass cake with difficulty, Zhiqie Zhenfang felt half full. He reached out and grabbed the bone sword and swung it casually a few times. With a slight exertion, his internal organs shook violently, and the pain made his arms twist.
, the bone sword fell to the ground by mistake.
Zhikarizhen leaned over and picked up the bone sword. It seemed that before he recovered from his injuries, he only had the power of one sword. He could not kill the opponent with one sword, and he would only die.
Originally, Zhikari really didn't care. He was brought into the Dream Realm by the white jade dice. It was impossible to stay here for a long time and he would return to the human world sooner or later. Even if the carp body was damaged, it didn't matter. However, he felt that the Aguang Sword Fetus
Dacheng, he seems to have vaguely touched upon the true charm of Carp's Kendo.
If you want to understand the secrets, you must use this carp body to truly embark on the journey of the carp warrior to the Milky Way as A Zhen.
Breathing evenly, Zhi Shouzhen repeatedly inspected the carp's body: just like the previous few days, the meridians were covered with wounds and extremely damaged. A brilliant golden sword energy and a shining silver sword energy each traveled through the internal organs, rushing in unscrupulously.
.In the past few days, the fine sword qi in his body have absorbed each other, and finally formed two sword qi. Once Zhikari Zhen got his strength, the two sword qi were pulled by the qi machine and collided fiercely, making it difficult for him to continue. p>
The sea of consciousness has not changed much: the stars are rising and falling, and the waves are twinkling, interweaving a looming chessboard in the void. The eight-winged golden cicada is dormant in the core of the sea of spirit, bathed in starlight, full of energy, and its wings seem to be coated with a layer of gorgeous
Metallic luster.
Zhi Shouzhen's heart moved. The Eight-winged Golden Cicada is very good at sensing misfortunes and blessings. But at that time, the sun was shining on the body, so why didn't it issue a warning? Knowing the star formations in the sea, why did it forcefully absorb the golden brilliance of the scorching sun?
Is sunlight good for condensing sword embryos?
The Taoists said: "A lonely yin cannot arise, and a lonely yang cannot grow. Yin and yang have mutual roots, and the two qi are in harmony." According to this principle, the harmony of yin and yang in the sun and moon is the right way to condense the sword embryo.
Zhi Shou couldn't help but feel refreshed. Now that the yin and yang in his body are mutually exclusive, is he lacking "energy"?
He thought hard and tried his best to recall all the books in the Marquis's collection. What is Chongqi? In Taoist classics, it originally refers to the neutralizing energy generated by the collision of yin and yang, but in its essence, what exactly is Chongqi...
"Ah Zhen! Ah Zhen!" A Guang's shout came from the distance outside the mud cave. He ran all the way and shouted in surprise, "A Zhen! Come with me, Tumbling Bucket Kun has appeared! It's at the entrance of the village.
, let’s go pick up the good things quickly!”
Before Zhikari could ask any questions, Aguang picked him up without any explanation and ran out as fast as he could. He reached the edge of the reed marsh before stopping.
There were already carp people standing around, all holding iron basins, iron swords, iron ore... and staring eagerly ahead. In the void, a huge and weird fish head was slowly protruding out, with its eyes half closed.
As if sleeping but not sleeping, the drooped eyelids are as big as curtains and covered with layers of gray wrinkles. A large and wide mouth is flat and flat, extending to both sides of the fish's gills, lazily spitting out a string of bubbles.
"Is this a turtle Kun?" Zhikarizhen asked curiously as he lay on Aguang's back.
"Hmm! You don't know yet, right? Tumblr Kun is a strange beast that travels through the void. There are meteorites from the sky, flowers and plants in the void, the remains of star beasts, and messy garbage... As long as they see it, they will swallow it in one bite.
It doesn’t matter whether it can be eaten in the stomach." Aguang explained eloquently, "In fact, the turtle can only feed on floating larvae, and other things cannot be digested in the stomach."
Zhikarizhen suddenly said: "So you have to hunt down the turtle Kun and take out the contents of its belly."
A Guang chuckled: "How can a small village like ours kill Tumbling Dou Kun? Just wait and see, it will be fun!"
The huge body of the Tumbling Bucket came out of the void little by little, and a huge shadow was cast down, almost covering the entire Yantang Village. Its whole body was scaleless and covered with smooth and colorful mucus. Its dorsal fin towered like a mountain of knives, and its tail more than ten feet wide was like a
A giant funnel sprays out turbid gas as thick and long as a pillar from time to time, extending in the air and lingering for a long time.
"Bang, bang, bang -" Suddenly, the carp people banged the iron tools in their hands with all their strength, making a loud and harsh noise, which made Zhikarizhen's eardrums swell. Aguang also picked up two stones and hit them with a "bang bang"
Non-stop. For a time, Yantang Village was buzzing with accents and the noise was overwhelming.
The flipper Kun suddenly shuddered, its head slowly twisted, and it dived into the void, as if it was about to escape. "Bang!" A loud sound cracked the stone and penetrated the clouds, deafening. Uncle Meng held a broad sword the size of a door panel and struck down with all his strength.
A piece of iron ore was chopped apart and exploded, causing rubble to splash out.
The huge tail of the tipping bucket Kun suddenly shook, "Crash...", and a bunch of miscellaneous and colorful foreign objects sprayed out from the funnel, smashing around like hailstones.
The carp people burst into high-pitched cheers, shouting at the top of their lungs while banging louder and louder. The giant tail of the tipper Kun shook one after another, like a fountain bursting out, continuously shooting out dense debris.
"Haha, Ah Zhen, do you understand now? Tilting Kun will poop whenever he hears noise!" Ah Guang excitedly knocked on the rocks and shouted repeatedly, "Is it fun? Is it fun?" p>
Zhikarizhen stared blankly at the foreign objects scattered all over the sky, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. These are objects of the void, materials for cultivation, and rare and precious resources in the human world!