Cheng Yu had just sent Wu Jun off in the courtyard and had just returned his soul to his place when Zhuang Huaijin unexpectedly opened the window. He subconsciously spread his wings and took off to the roof.
Hearing the sound of Zhuang Huaijin cleaning up the room, he turned around and opened the door to go back to Qingluo Village. Finally, he uttered the words of visiting the saint, and Cheng Yu had already guessed what Zhuang Huaijin meant.
Turning around and looking at Jia Fei beside him, the cat demon was still muttering those four sentences to himself, and Cheng Yu'er heard that Zhuang Huaijin had re-prepared the carriage and horses with Yu Wenpei, and promised to give the driver double the small amount of money, so he opened the door
The torch "squeaked" and headed towards Qingluo Village.
After Cheng Yu informed Jia Fei of his thoughts, he landed alone on top of Zhuang Huaijin's cramped carriage.
When passing by a wine shop in the town, I heard the drunken sounds of a man crying and laughing inside.
But it turned out that it was Deng Yulou, one of the pillars of the theater troupe, who was dressed in red. At this time, he was drunk in the wine shop, and the class leader next to him was trying to persuade him.
Cheng Yu followed the swaying roof of the car and turned to look inside the wine shop.
At this time, Deng Yulou had already taken off the paint on his face, but his face was red from drinking. He pushed the class teacher beside him away, grabbed the green bamboo towel from his head, picked up the wine jar and drank it down. ……
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
After leaving the town, the surrounding areas were completely dark, with only the coachman holding a torch, barely illuminating the road ahead of the car.
Zhuang Huaijin sat in the car, holding the ancestral warrior sword tightly with both hands.
At this moment, his heart was still boiling, but Yu Wenpei, who was next to him, was also holding a wooden stick taken out from the inn. The two of them were so arrogant as the carriage swayed forward.
"Hey! Gentlemen, Qingluo Village is in front of us."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Huaijin opened the car curtain and looked out under the hazy moonlight. There was an ancestral hall standing in front of him. Sure enough, he had arrived.
Cheng Yu was standing on the roof of the car at this time, and the air-machine connection could already sense the surrounding conditions inside and outside the ancestral hall.
Xue Xianglian was concentrating on refining her Qi in the backyard of the ancestral hall. The girl's Qi was getting more and more refined.
Zhuang Huaijin holds the sword at his waist in his left hand and a burning torch in his right hand. Behind him is Yu Wenpei, who holds a wooden stick in both hands.
A chilly night wind blew, and the two of them shivered at the same time.
"Dong...dong dong!"
Xue Xianglian happened to finish her whole week's journey when she heard a knock on the door that was neither light nor heavy.
It's past the third watch. Who will knock on the door of the ancestral hall at this time?
She stood up and walked gently to the front yard, but she vaguely saw wisps of breath steaming up from the door outside the yard.
She couldn't see the mystery of that aura at this time, but she could vaguely feel that it was a righteous energy with no trace of evil in it.
For no reason, she felt much more at ease and immediately replied loudly:
"Who knocks at the door late at night?"
"Woman?"
Zhuang Huaijin was also surprised when he heard this. When they passed by here during the day, he was the only one who got out of the car briefly and hurried past in the front yard of the ancestral hall. He did not see Miao Zhu, so he did not expect Miao Zhu to be a woman.
His voice sounds young.
If so, I am really being abrupt.
"We are just passing by to take the scholar exam. I didn't know that there was a woman in the ancestral hall. I am being rude. I will say goodbye now. I am sorry for the trouble. I hope you will forgive me."
After saying that, he immediately retreated to the carriage outside the village.
Xue Xianglian didn't pursue the matter after hearing this. She listened attentively for a while, and after confirming that the visitor had gone away, she turned back to the backyard to continue practicing Qi.
Zhuang Huaijin insisted on waiting here until dawn before going to the ancestral hall and knocking on the door to pay his respects.
But he couldn't bear to see Yu Wenpei and the coachman suffering from the cold spring dew in the wild with him, so he asked them to go back to the town first, and then he would walk back after dawn.
Yu Wenpei knew Zhuang Huaijin's character well, and seeing how much he valued it, he guessed in his heart that this ancestral hall must be extraordinary, and he would not leave it so easily.
So the three of them made a plan and went into the village to find a place to stay. Unexpectedly, they even knocked on several doors, but they didn't dare to open the door for them, let alone find a place to stay.
Zhuang Huaijin hadn't traveled far for a long time, so he realized the hardship of being away from home, and at the same time, he also reflected that he had been too impulsive just now.
So on the premise of giving the driver more money, the three of them had no choice but to search for some dry branches in the wild, build a bonfire, gather around, and wait for dawn.
After a while, the coachman fell asleep.
There were only two scholars left, chatting by the crackling fire.
At this time, Zhuang Huaijin still couldn't completely conclude that the four sentences just mentioned were indeed related to this ancestral hall, so he had to pass them by vaguely.
But Yu Wenpei also knows what's going on, so he just needs to stay with him, and he will know when the time comes.
Cheng Yu stood on the roof of the car. At this moment, he had summoned his soul and started to practice Qi.
Ever since he obtained the Qianxia Mountain Qi Refining Technique, the signs of Cheng Yu's human form becoming more and more obvious day by day.
Cheng Yu couldn't help but think about it from time to time, what would it be like if his soul was finally refined and solidified?
Can you travel around the world like a mortal?
Then he thought about how the half-spirit of the old lady in white that Youer killed before could switch between reality and reality at will, and the same was true for the black dragon in the jade gourd before it was injured.
And apart from the soul, even the sparrow’s true form also benefited a lot.
When Cheng Yu was refining Qi and traveling around the sky, he deliberately led the Qi to gather in the throat of the Yuan Shen, and then connected it with the original Qi mechanism. He faintly felt that the horizontal bone across the sparrow's original throat had been refined.
Some.
Moreover, Cheng Yu's true form of a sparrow is different from mainstream demon cultivators like Jia Fei. Other demon cultivators first practice their true form and then condense their soul.
And he is the primordial spirit that came out first, and then the primordial spirit led the energy into the body to feed the sparrow's true nature.
Therefore, under the vision of Jia Fei's green light Dharma eyes, the sparrow's true appearance still cannot see even a trace of evil spirit leaking out.
Extraterrestrial Immortal...
The only thing is that Cheng Yu's Qi refining process is a bit long, because in addition to drawing Qi into the soul and feeding back the true nature, he also needs to gather additional Qi for the three Qi spirits in his body.
Cheng Yu finally experienced firsthand the feeling of taking care of a family.
Standing on the roof of the car at this time, Cheng Yu had gathered energy around him, and suddenly he sensed that the aura at this time was somewhat different from the past.
The rich spiritual energy was also mixed with the awe-inspiring righteousness of Zhuang Huaijin next to him. The two auras were intertwined and introduced into the body by Cheng Yu. They were more useful than before, and the spirit of Yuan Shen was also infused with an aura of righteousness. p>
Cheng Yu couldn't help but feel happy.
If I had not impromptuly written "Four Sentences on Hengqu" to Zhuang Huaijin today, this scholar would not have been able to say that he had enlightened the Tao in one day and became a great righteousness. I am afraid that the doubts in his chest would have become knotted for a long time, and it would be hard to say that he would have missed the path of his life.
At this time, the great righteousness in the scholar's body has matured, and it has gathered in the spiritual energy gathered by Cheng Yu. As the saying goes, you will reap melons if you sow melons, and you will reap beans if you sow beans.
……
At this moment, the two scholars in front of the fire, either because they were close to the bonfire or because the weather had really turned warm in spring, gradually felt that the surroundings were no longer as cold and uncomfortable as in the middle of the night. Instead, there was something indescribable, but
Feeling more and more comfortable.
In this environment, Yu Wenpei gradually couldn't open his eyes, and finally fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
At this moment, Zhuang Huaijin was the only one left, looking up at the stars and thinking intently. The more he thought about it, the clearer his mind became.
……
The rooster sings three times, and the east gradually turns white.
After finishing the Qi refining, Xue Xianglian slowly stood up and looked up, only to see that the righteous energy in the direction outside the village was still there.
Zhuang Huaijin looked at Yu Wenpei and the driver who were sleeping soundly. He wanted to wake Yu Wenpei up and patted his shoulder gently, but he saw Yu Wenpei snorted, turned over and continued to snore.
Zhuang Huaijin remembered that he had tortured these two people so much last night that he couldn't bear to forcefully wake them up.
After adding only a few thick dead branches to the almost extinguished bonfire, he stood up slowly with the samurai sword in his hand and took a look at the dawn sky.
After staying up all night, he thought a lot. Only then did he realize that he was not sleepy at all, but instead became more energetic.
He moved his limbs and walked towards the entrance of the village with vigorous steps.
"Boom! Boom!"
Xue Xianglian was just about to go back to the house to take a rest when she heard another knock on the door. The rhythm was so familiar. It was already dark, and there was an almost invisible sound of awe-inspiring righteousness at the door outside the courtyard.
"Who knocks on the door?"
"I was passing by yesterday to take the scholar examination, and I came here to pay my respects to Lord Quexian."
Xue Xianglian heard the calmness in the voice and it was indeed the person from last night, so she opened the door and saw a frail scholar standing outside the room.
Zhuang Huaijin saw that the door to the courtyard was indeed opened by a girl. Looking closer, she found that in addition to her delicate appearance, this girl was actually a little bit otherworldly and ethereal.
It seems that 80% of the time it should be here.
Zhuang Huaijin bowed deeply to Xue Xianglian, then solemnly straightened his clothes, and then carefully stepped into the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
I saw the stone tablet erected in front of the main hall first.
He took out two pieces of paper from his arms, his hands still shaking slightly, and walked towards the stone monument step by step.