Chapter 109 Foundation Establishment, Fire Pattern Condensation
Hou Guanshi, the manager of Lingtian in Danyangfang, was assassinated and disappeared, causing a commotion in the city.
Disciples of the Danyang Sect wearing embroidered alchemy patterns, together with the monks from the inspection workshop and the monks from the foreign affairs workshop, formed a team of three people and went around knocking on the courtyard caves rented or purchased by the monks, and used masters to specially bless Guanshi Hou's aura.
He carefully searched for traces of the missing steward Hou.
There was no exception in the courtyard of the Chen Mansion. Chen Mou deliberately waited in the quiet room instead of going to another world to practice.
Hearing the knock on the door and the polite call outside, Xu'er swept away from the steps of the stove like a gust of wind. She opened the courtyard door and saw a monk wearing a foreign affairs robe outside politely showing his identity token and briefly explaining that he wanted to enter.
Yard view.
She didn't dare to stop him and said, "How about you wait a moment and I'll go ask the young master for instructions."
"Sorry for bothering you, please!"
The middle-aged monk smiled gently and extended his hand to signal.
The formal disciples of the Danyang Sect behind him had been warned in advance and did not dare to be dissatisfied at all, so they stood leisurely with their hands behind their backs.
If other casual cultivators dared to be so negligent, the three of them would not be so good-tempered.
Chen Mou opened the door at the right time and said to Xu'er who was approaching: "Please come in, they are all following orders, don't make it difficult for them."
Xu'er said "yes" and hurriedly ran to open the courtyard door and invited the three people to enter the courtyard to perform official duties.
Chen Mou held up his hands and exchanged brief greetings with the three of them.
He doesn't do anything bad and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. He has a decent and kind face.
The three of them simply used their magic tools to explore for a while. They certainly wouldn't go as far as rummaging through boxes and cabinets in every room. After going through the cutscene, they hurriedly said goodbye and left.
I've been fussing about it for several days, but I can't find any useful clues.
There were different opinions within the Danyang Sect's senior management. They didn't want to go through a lot of trouble for a Qi Refining Realm manager, and maybe they had other worries. They randomly found a criminal and beheaded him on the torture platform. He had an explanation for the sake of face.
The matter was settled.
As for Hou Chulian, the ancestor of the Hou family, who was unwilling to give up and continued to search in private, it has nothing to do with the sect.
Time is like water, flowing calmly.
The Chen family, which lives behind closed doors most of the time, ushered in a happy event in the snowy cold winter.
Chen Mou returned to the quiet room from the hot summer world. Feeling the difference between the two worlds of ice and fire, he opened the door and walked out. He heard Xu'er's laughter coming from the door of the main room.
"Sir, I refined Qi into Yuan and made a breakthrough!"
"Oh, congratulations to Xu'er for becoming a member of our generation..."
Chen Mou was in a great mood. Over there, Xu'er was already flying along the eaves and steps, holding his arm and screaming and jumping for joy.
After making a fuss for a while, Chen Mou rubbed Xu'er's head with a blushing face, pulled her into the west room, closed the door, and blocked the gazes of Ying'er and Han'er from the direction of the main room, and said with a smile: "Wait until it clears up tomorrow.
Okay, I'll take you to the foreign affairs office and apply for a casual cultivator status for you."
Xu'er's eyes suddenly brightened up. Being able to have an identity and get rid of her humble status was what she dreamed of.
"Thank you, sir... woo woo..."
She was so excited that she cried and hugged the young master's arm and refused to let go.
"Do you still remember your common surname?"
Chen Mou asked gently, patting the shoulder of the girl who was wiping her tears on his arm.
"The surname is Liu, and the name is Si Ya'er."
"Liu Siya... Liuxu, um, you can choose these two names yourself, or you can choose a nice new name yourself?"
"It's called catkins. There's a poem about it, 'The good wind sends me to the blue clouds with its strength.' It's about catkins. It's a good omen. I like it."
Xu'er took the rare opportunity to say something to the young master.
When she first read it, she felt heroic and took some time to write down two easy-to-understand poems.
It would be too difficult for her to choose a name by herself.
Chen Mou smiled and affirmed, and said as usual: "You are now a monk. In front of Ying'er and Han'er, you must not be arrogant and arrogant. You must act like sisters before. When your cultivation is stable, you can take them with you."
Let’s go shopping at Shanfengfang Market.”
"Wake up, wake up, I will definitely not show off in front of them, sir, don't worry."
Xu'er smiled from ear to ear and promised her yes repeatedly.
After practicing for such a long time, she has become wiser and wiser. She has a lively temperament and is not lacking in foresight.
After a simple conversation.
Chen Mou specially braved the snow to go to the top of the mountain, brought back a sumptuous table of delicacies, and served Xu'er a drink to congratulate her for her breakthrough.
The next day, when the snow stopped and the wind stopped, Chen Mou took Xu'er to the Foreign Affairs Office of Fangshi. He spent spiritual stones to help Xu'er eliminate his low status and get a white jade plaque representing the status of a casual cultivator.
Then he took the maid who happily held his arm and walked through the snow to the Cui Mansion halfway up the mountain.
From then on, the woman named Liuxu could walk freely between heaven and earth.
Winter turned to spring again, and in the first month of the year, Chen Mou finally felt that his state of mind, cultivation, and spirit were all perfect. Marquis Yuan also said that the time was almost ripe, waiting for the stone pillar array on the top of the Tianbei Mountain to condense a trace of the Seven-ray Fire.
With the help of the fire element to burn the body and the formation to fortify the body, he broke through and advanced in one fell swoop.
It is a matter of course to complete the multi-faceted foundation building of the state of mind, cultivation, soul, and body, instead of a single one. There is no need to use the foundation building pills stored in the cliff cave for a long time.
Apart from chanting sutras, meditating and adjusting his energy and spirit every day, he does not need to practice hard.
He set up the sword stand with his bare hands, played with photography skills, and the breathing skills. In the afternoon, he lit up the fire and struck iron with Xuer. The days were easy and he rarely went out. He was recharging his energy, without any distractions, and was waiting for that day.
arrival.
The eighth day of February, the top of Tianbei Peak.
Chen Mou glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was approaching noon.
He calmly stood in the stone pillar array, waiting silently, and suddenly felt something. He quickly took off his clothes, robes and belongings and put them into the cave to avoid any damage. He only stood in his middle clothes.
A dazzling seven-ray fire appeared in the middle of the stone pillar array, and the fire patterns on the glazed floor vaguely echoed.
"bring it on!"
Chen Mou moved his feet, and before the Qiyao Fire fell a few feet from the ground, he stretched out his right hand to catch the remaining fire wires.
Even though he had been burned three times, when the fourth time started, he was enveloped by the familiar and unbearable pain.
With his perseverance and a lot of experience in dealing with it, he introduced the fire element from the meridians of his arms to the sea of qi in his body bit by bit. With sweat dripping down his face and his face twisted, he lit up his whole body with blazing flames.
The fire patterns on the glazed floor flashed outwards in circles, and the eight-door fire formation slowly activated.
Colorful mist surged out from sixteen huge stone pillars, and soon drowned Chen Mou who was on fire.
Faintly, various sounds of dragons and birds were heard in the mist.
By the small lake on Luofenpo, Marquis Yuan was a little restless and kept walking.
"'Building the foundation, condensing the fire pattern', you have to strive for success. At the critical moment, you only have one chance, and you can go far and wide."
In his heart, he secretly cheered for the suffering Jade Master on the top of the Tianbei Mountain. There were some things that could not be said. He had to guide Chen Mou step by step, consciously or unconsciously, into the test that Qingtong Lao Tao arranged more than three thousand years ago.
If you can't get through, your path to death will disappear, but there will be no afterlife.
In addition to the graceful appearance of cultivating immortals, in fact, they are facing thorns every step of the way and are facing death, often without even realizing it.
As a gravekeeper, he is also the person who guided the Lord of Jade in his early practice, so he has a heavy burden on his shoulders.
From noon until evening.
The sun sets and the glow dims.
Yuan Hou, who was worried and uneasy, kept mumbling: "Why haven't you come out of seclusion yet? Live or die, give it a try, don't cut the flesh with a dull knife like this, it's just to build a foundation, wait and see, what are you doing..."
He was really anxious. The fire array on the top of the mountain had stopped for more than half an hour.
If that kid was not dead, he should have climbed to the bottom of the mountain. No matter how serious the injury was, he could still treat it.
A figure quietly appeared in the Hexagonal Pavilion on the small island.
Wearing a green preacher's robe, his long hair was arrogantly disheveled. Chen Mou was almost unscathed when he used the fire to exercise his body. He had a red and mysterious fire pattern on his forehead. He was full of energy. He turned around and said to Yuan Hou, who was overjoyed to step on the water:
"Brother, you are not authentic!"
These words fell into the ears of the monkey-faced man, and they seemed to have the implication of calling for punishment.