After leaving the cave, he first looked inside the cave in the valley and found nothing out of the ordinary, then he walked in the direction of the cave from whence he came.
After returning to the cave, he took everything he could, including the pot, and tied it with cut wild vines. Then he returned the same way, not forgetting to find the wild boar halfway.
Returning to the small valley, he found branches and set up a pot by the mountain stream. He cut down a few dead trees on the spot for firewood. He used a broken sword to cut a huge boulder into a slab. He dragged out the headless black shadow ape and skinned it.
Jin. After learning from Liu Bianshu for so long, Feng Ziqing’s peeling technique has become more and more stable, and it’s a piece of cake.
After peeling off the skin and drying it, he went to the grave of the head of the black shadow ape, dug it up and enlarged it, threw the body in, and buried it again.
After a lot of work, I started to feel a little hungry. I chopped the wild boar into pieces, put them in the pot, and started to light the fire.
The ingredients are complete, and after a while, the aroma is fragrant, but it's a pity that there is no wine.
I burped, wrapped the remaining wild boar meat, and put it back into the cave. When I came out, I happened to meet the long-tailed monkeys who were returning from picking wild fruits, so I went back to the cave seat with them.
In the next three days, Feng Ziqing read a book in the attic to increase his knowledge, while nourishing the sapphire thorns with blood. After constant nourishment, the sapphire thorns became more and more green, which made Feng Ziqing drool.
On this day, he dripped blood into the sapphire thorn and was about to take his hand back when suddenly a strong suction force made his arm unable to move. The blood in his palm was continuously sucked into the sapphire thorn. After a few breaths, it stopped.
Feng Ziqing's face turned a little pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he increased his vigilance. This thing was very weird.
The sapphire thorns in front of me began to sway slightly, and the green light burst out. The petals opened wider and wider, and slowly grew a small green fruit, which then grew bigger and bigger until it was the size of a dove egg, crystal clear.
This is the green jade fruit!
After the sapphire thorns stopped swinging, the sapphire fruit also grew.
Feng Ziqing was about to reach out and pick it when a thick voice sounded out of thin air.
"Take your time, take your time, don't rush if you are destined."
Feng Ziqing hurriedly took a few steps back, pulled out the broken sword from behind, and shouted, "Who!"
Just listen to the deep voice saying: "No need to do this, wait until I transform into shape."
The next moment, streaks of white light slowly emerged from the sapphire thorns, and finally condensed into shape.
Feng Ziqing took a closer look and saw that he was an old man with a white beard and no physical body. This should be the soul body condensed by soul consciousness as Deng Zhi said. He looked kind and kind-hearted, and he did not look like a bad person.
But don't let your guard down.
His eyes suddenly opened and he exclaimed: "Old god! Are you an old god? I finally saw a god, hahaha." After saying this, he still jumped on the spot a few times.
Seeing this, the old man with a white beard stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "I can't even call you a god, I'm just a minor cultivator of immortality. May I ask what you call me?"
Feng Ziqing rolled his eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Young man from the mountains, Feng Ziqing, has seen the old immortal before."
"Is the wind heavy? Your name is interesting. Where are you from and why are you here?"
Feng Zi chuckled and replied: "I am from Qingfeng Village. I got lost while hunting animals in the mountains, so I entered this place by mistake. Do you dare to ask if this is the old god's fairy home?"
The old man with the soul body nodded, "Yes, Qingfeng Village? I seem to have some impression, but it has been a long time, so I am not sure. That's all, little friend Feng, thank you for using your blood to revive this green jade thorn, so that I can still
Take another look at this world and say a few more words."
Feng Ziqing waved his hand and said: "Old Immortal, you're too polite. It's just a trivial matter and it's not worth mentioning. Isn't it thanks to the Old Immortal's book? Old Immortal, I wonder if this green jade fruit is ripe?"
The old man with the soul body stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Little friend Feng, don't be impatient. This sapphire fruit is still one step away from maturity. You see, at this time, the sapphire fruit is absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then converting it into spiritual power step by step, when the fruit's inner spirit
After three days of nourishment, the green jade fruit will turn from green to blue, and it will be completed. After taking it, my little friend will be able to break through to the Spirit Controlling Realm. Needless to say, this Danling Realm can also be achieved. "
Feng Ziqing was startled, good guy, he saw through my own strength and situation at a glance, he quickly bowed and said in fear: "The mountain boy dare not have it all to himself, besides, this sapphire thorn was planted by the old god himself.
I just shed a few drops of blood, I don’t dare to be greedy for merit.”
The old man with the soul body chuckled and said, "You do have a good heart. People in the mountains are always honest. If this happened to others, they might kill me."
Feng Ziqing scratched his head and smiled honestly.
The old man's body floated into the pavilion, waving to Feng Ziqing, "Come here, tell me what's going on outside."
Feng Ziqing walked into the pavilion, sat on the futon, and started making up nonsense.
He asked: "Old immortal, from the first mountain guard to you, we are all practitioners. Why is there such a mortal thing as a mechanism in this attic?"
The old man laughed and said: "We mountain guards usually have nothing to do except fight monsters and beasts and protect one side. Since the situation is hopeless, we have to find some interesting things to do to relieve our boredom. What do you think?
The attic mechanism mentioned was created by the previous one.
The old man pointed to the lotus pond, "There are leaves but no flowers in the lotus pond, but I did it deliberately, for the sake of the spiritual lotus root in the pond. If the lotus has no flowers, all the spiritual power will be absorbed by the lotus root and eventually grow.
Cheng Ling Lotus.
According to what you said, it is now the 21st year of Taihe. Counting from the time I implanted it in the pond, the spiritual lotus root in the pond must have matured by this time. You can dig it out yourself, crush the spiritual lotus root and apply it
The wound on your hand will be healed within half a moment, and taking the rest will make you slightly stronger."
After hearing this, Feng Ziqing was ready to move. He glanced at the old man floating in the air, saw him nodding, got up and walked towards the lotus pond.
He took off his shoes and coat, rolled up his pants to his thighs, and slowly entered the water. The pool was shallow, only reaching his knees.
Being in the lotus pond, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable affinity for the lotus flowers in the pond. Could it be because he saw lotus flowers for the first time in this life? But why didn't he feel it when he first entered the cave, and now that he was closer,
That’s why you feel this way?
He shook his head, a little confused.
He bent down and dug his hands into the mud, groping along the lotus stems. After a while, he picked two large pieces of spiritual lotus root, washed all the mud by the clear spring, and took a bite, which was sweet and crispy.
Feng Ziqing subconsciously handed another piece of spiritual lotus root to the old immortal behind him. Then he realized that he was not a real person and seemed to be unable to eat it. He smiled apologetically and was about to retract his hand when he saw the old immortal reaching out and making a gentle move.
The spiritual lotus root in his hand came out and slowly floated towards him.
I saw him hanging the spiritual lotus root in front of him, waving a few times with one hand, opening his mouth, and all the spiritual power in the spiritual lotus root was sucked into his mouth. The lotus root with all its spiritual power gradually lost its luster, and finally became as if it had been
Farm lotus roots that have been exposed to the sun for many days are generally good.
The soul of the old man who had inhaled the spiritual power of the spiritual lotus root seemed to be a little more stable.
Feng Ziqing was a little curious and asked: "Old immortal, is this the magical method described in the book?"
The old man smiled slightly and said, "Immortal magic? How many people in the world can master immortal magic? Just now it was just an ordinary practice technique. When you reach a certain level, you can learn it by yourself without a teacher."
Feng Zi nodded lightly and ate a large portion of the lotus root in his hand, leaving only a small portion. He crushed it into pieces with his hands and applied it to the wound on his palm.
Not long after, a cool feeling came through his body and hands, and his mind suddenly became much calmer. Feng Ziqing quickly sat down cross-legged, introducing this strange power into the undeveloped natal Qi palace.
After a cup of tea, the natal Qi palace that had always been untouchable was actually opened up a lot more than it had been since its discovery. This made Feng Ziqing angry and laughing at the same time. My qualifications... forget it, this is