Chapter 62 If the mind is not blocked, no harm will come.
Chen Mou pushed open the door of the vermilion courtyard and almost suspected that he had entered the wrong courtyard. In the courtyard in front of the kitchen, there were braziers and iron shelves. The slim millet and beans were busy flipping a roasted whole lamb with a fragrant aroma.
, brush with grease and sprinkle with seasoning from time to time.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shu'er and Dou'er put down their work and hurriedly stood up to salute.
"Mr. Chen, you're back. My master said we haven't gotten together for a while. When he saw you weren't home, he went back to read a book and said he'd call him when the lamb was roasted."
Mao'er explained eloquently.
Chen Mou said "hmm" and said, "You are busy, I will call him."
Ying'er and Han'er, who were busy in the kitchen, came out and saw only the back of their young master, walking towards the west.
Chen Mou walked to the open space between the two courtyards and saw Mo Fu pushing open the door and walking out. The sun was setting and the sky was filled with sunset. Mr. Mo, who was holding the light behind his back, looked even darker, and he smiled with dazzling white teeth.
"Hey, brother Mou has become rich and has a new magical weapon. It's fitting that you can treat me today."
"Let's go, I'll treat you to a roast lamb, and you'll have enough wine. I won't come back until you're drunk."
Chen Mouhao was so angry that he did not hesitate to use the roast lamb brought by others as a treat for his family. He patted the scabbard on his waist and showed off to his friend: "Guess how many spiritual stones this sword is worth?"
The fire crystal bead tied on his left wrist is rarely shown to anyone, not even his friends.
Mo Fu casually guessed the price: "Five hundred spirit stones." He then asked: "How did you learn to fly with the sword after opening up the sea of consciousness so quickly and condensing the divine consciousness? Call me Master Mo, and I can give you some advice if I can't bear it.
Excellent hand skills."
He heard Brother Mou say that before meeting him again on the street last year, he was promoted to the late stage of Qi refining, but he was able to condense his spiritual consciousness so quickly, which was somewhat beyond his expectation. Otherwise, Brother Mou would not have needed to buy a new sword. As someone who has been there, this
It's not difficult to guess at all.
He is a spiritual cultivator. He often performs spiritual cultivating techniques, and his soul is tempered to become stronger than that of ordinary monks. He spent more than two months opening up the sea of consciousness and condensing his spiritual consciousness.
Chen Mou didn't want to show off and attack his friends. He always hid his clumsiness. He smiled and said: "I have just gathered my spiritual consciousness. Master Zhang from the Lundao Hall taught me how to fly with a sword and suggested that I change to a new and decent sword. Master Mo, how can you be so cool?"
Why don't you take a break and just teach me how to hit the courtyard wall with your unique skills as a three-legged cat?"
"Haha, you kid has already hit the south wall. Tell me, brother, is your posture cool?"
The two of them teased each other and walked into the yard where the smell of barbecue was fragrant.
"Ying'er, serve good wine and good food."
"Come on, sir, please sit down with Master Mo for a moment."
The courtyard became more and more lively, filled with human fireworks and laughter.
In the early stage of practice, half of the feet are on the mortal world, and the seven emotions and six desires are still being tempered, so one cannot live without the company of friends.
Unless you are a heartless person, you are following another path of cultivation and cannot bear the fetters of normal emotions.
After a full meal and deep night, Mr. Mo was sent away drunkenly and staggering on the shoulders of two maids. Chen Mou could see the pressure under his friend's playful smile and needed this method to relax his body and mind.
He watched the three masters and servants of the other party go home drunk and crazy, and then closed the courtyard door.
After dispersing the smell of alcohol, he glanced at Ying'er, who was holding a lantern to light the way. The beauty under the lamp was charming and enchanting. With a few words of advice, Mr. Chen walked into the quiet room of the west room alone.
Ying'er carried the lantern and walked towards the main room. With her free left hand, she quietly touched her stomach.
"Why is there no movement? I really want to give birth to a monkey... for the young master."
Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she sighed silently.
Master Chen flew happily with his sword over the top of the cliff, a round trip of about thirty miles, which was enough for him to fly sideways, upside down, or upright as he pleased. There was silence all around, and no one applauded his joy.
With a good sword and a large enough space, his sword flying skills have improved rapidly these days.
I practice step by step every day, practicing Fa, sword practice, Qigong and chanting sutras, without any delay.
Compared with most monks in the city who work hard to earn spiritual stones and don't have much time to practice, he has a full schedule and is as happy as a god.
When the fire in your body is full, it will be released. Let nature take its course and enjoy the gentleness of Gentle Country.
If the mind is not hindered, harm will not invade.
He felt that this was called cultivating immortality.
Perhaps, when he transcends from the seven emotions and six desires, it will be a different situation. He does not love women but only loves...
He is not in the realm now, so he does not worry about the path to immortality that he cannot see or touch in the future.
Be your true self and find your own way.
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-February again, the eve of the ripening of Zi Yan Ling Zao.
Chen Mou no longer has to go out specially to cover up his whereabouts of harvesting spiritual dates. He has an upright way to make money.
During the wheat flowering season, Mr. Mo was so busy that he was so busy that he had to take care of the fruiting peach trees and observe the pollination of the pear trees. He wished that he could be used by three people and had no time to bother the Chen family.
Chen Mou built several iron chain and hook traps on the cliff in advance and killed a nest of rats and rabbits that came to steal the dates.
There is no need for him to be there all the time in the future. After the last experience, he took the time to go there more often.
Today is different from the past. He can fly with a sword, has the beginning of powerful swordsmanship at his side, and can cast spells. It is much easier to deal with the first-order monsters that come to snatch the soul dates.
He still climbed the rock wall cautiously to reduce the risk of exposure.
On the day when the jujubes matured, a pair of sparrows were attracted, and they aggressively attacked Chen Mou who was climbing on the rock wall.
Protecting food is one of the natural instincts of monsters. Unfortunately, they did not read the almanac when they went out, and met the cowardly and insidious Brother Mou.
"Monster, suffer death!"
Chen Mou pushed his feet against the rock wall, flew into the air, and moved like a shadow. With a fierce sword, the sword energy shot out five or six feet, cleanly killing a monster bird that was messed up, and the yellow-brown bird feathers exploded in the air.
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Another demon bird screamed in fright, quickly flapped its wings and fled to higher places, keeping its body useful and looking for an opportunity to take revenge.
Suddenly, he was horrified to find that a suction force sucked one of its wings, causing it to lose its balance and flip over.
Seven or eight wisps of fire mysteriously burned the screaming sparrow.
As Chen Mou was falling, he slashed at the demon sparrow that had been burned into a ball of flames with his backhand sword. Seeing that the demon sparrow was slashed by the sword energy, its feathers and blood splattered, the flames quickly swallowed the demon sparrow, and it fell downwards. His whole body
disappear into the air.
After a while, Chen Mou came out of the cave calmly again.
Dare to attack him, intending to get his hands on his soul.
If a bird dies for food, it dies.
Chen Mou climbed up and fell to the root of the jujube tree. When the jujube tree matured, he saw no more monsters snatching food from it.
This time I harvested eighty-six jujubes.
The spiritual dates were temporarily stored in the cave. The shop in the market place had been closed. They would sell them again during the day tomorrow. Chen Mou changed into his Taoist robe and washed off the blood stains on his sword.
He was thinking that maybe he could break through the circle of floating clouds on the mountainside below and explore below the cliff?
But he immediately shook his head and rejected it. He was wary of the shocking beast roars that occasionally came from far down the mountain.
That monster was so powerful that he couldn't handle it now.
At least you need to be confident that you can escape after an encounter.
Just wait, it should be soon.
In a world without friends, the road is long and difficult, and you can only cherish it yourself.