ps: Thanks for the blessing words on the tree, and fellow Taoists for their monthly votes for encouragement.
Zhao Ran came to Huayun Valley again. It was still an old ravine with dense forests, jagged rocks, dense forests, and sparsely populated areas. It was exactly the same as when he came last year.
This time, Zhao Ran did not need Dazhuo, but Uncle Zhuo to guide him. When he became a disciple of Jiang Tenghe last year, he was enshrined in the Huayun Hall. He was regarded as a disciple of the Huayun Hall. He received Taoist robes, tokens, and orders.
Flags, scriptures and other objects, among which the token is the key to entering the museum.
Zhao Ran got off the old donkey, put on the Huayun Hall Taoist robe marked with a firework, straightened his clothes, shook his hands and played out the token. A bit of white light disappeared into the void in front of him, and the scene in front of him shook, as if everything around him was gone.
It had not changed, but Zhao Ran knew that the Lihuo Xuanguang Formation protecting the mountain had been activated by him.
Stepping in, Zhao Ran fell into darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. Taking another step forward, he suddenly escaped from the darkness and entered a vast white cloud. On the third step, Zhao Ran entered Huayun Valley. Looking around, the green mountains were like black.
Waterfalls and flowing clouds, pavilions, galleries and waterside pavilions... It was a taste of it. Although the Xianjun Garden that he and Rong Niang had invested thousands of taels of silver in renovating was gorgeous and exquisite, it was still nothing compared to this place. It was far inferior.
Zhao Ran patted the old donkey's buttocks and said with a smile: "Brother donkey, go away. I'll call you when you leave." The old donkey let out a loud "hmph" at the top of his voice, then spread his hooves and rushed into a bamboo forest.
Several sika deer were swimming leisurely among the lawns, looking at Zhao Ran who suddenly appeared, and then gnawing grass carelessly; a line of egrets flew over Zhao Ran's head, and Zhao Ran felt that he could pull down two of them by jumping up; several people in the distance were
The Taoist priest crossed the bridge without even looking at Zhao Ran, and was going in a hurry without knowing where to go...
Zhao Ran took a deep breath of the fresh air full of spiritual power and walked towards Lingjian Pavilion.
Lingjian Pavilion is only one of the eighteen schools of Huayun Pavilion. It is located in the west of Huayun Valley Blessed Land. When you board a small stone bridge, you can see a nine-story octagonal pavilion standing in front of you in the distance. This is the core of Lingjian Pavilion. Last year Zhao
Ran once practiced on the first floor of Jiange for a period of time.
When I got off the pavilion, I saw an old Taoist coming up to me. He was an all-knowing guest from Lingjian Pavilion.
"Taoist priest is here? Let's rest in the hospital. Several Taoist priests are practicing in the sword pavilion. Taoist priest Wei said that if you come, please wait. They will come out to meet each other after practicing. Taoist priest Zhao, I have asked people to prepare meals.
, will it be transmitted to your room now?”
Zhao Ran nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you, Quan Zhi Guest." He stretched out his hand and took out a gold ingot with ten liang ingots and handed it over, "I am a layman. I don't know what kind of greeting gifts I should prepare. Last year, I received many guests from Quan Zhi Guest."
Please take care of me, this is just a little bit of my heart, I hope Quan Zhi Ke won’t dislike it.”
"How can you deserve this! Oops... Thank you, Taoist Master Zhao, for the reward..." Even though the inside and outside of the valley look like immortals, the yellow and white things are useful wherever they go. Quanzhike rubbed his hands and took the golden ingot.
The face is full of smiles.
Zhao Ran returned to the house where he lived last time. Nothing had changed inside. As soon as he walked around, the food was served. Zhao Ran happened to be hungry. He was not polite. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating and drinking, moving with chopsticks like flying.
.Halfway through the meal, Quanzhike brought up another tray, which contained a hot side dish, and the aroma was fragrant.
Quan Zhike put the dishes down and said with a smile: "I went out to learn cooking skills when I was young, but now I am old. I haven't done it for many years, and I don't know if it is to Taoist Master Zhao's taste. If it is not easy to swallow, Taoist Master, just give me a slap!"
"
Zhao Ran is a person who loves to eat, so he immediately took out a small portion and put it into a bowl to eat with rice. The more he ate, the better the taste became. He kept praising: "Wonderful, what kind of meat is this? This chili is really strong, and it is ordinary.
Kung Fu, Quan Zhi Ke, this is the skill of a chef! Is there any rice left, please have another bowl!"
Quanzhike's eyes widened with a smile: "Daozhang Zhao is a man who knows how to eat. This side dish of mine is best eaten with rice. This is muntjac meat, which was brought from outside the valley yesterday; the peppers are grown by myself.
If Taoist Master Zhao likes it, I will fry some for him every day."
Zhao Ran kept urging: "Okay, okay, hurry up and get the rice, it's so spicy! It's so spicy, it's so spicy! I can't stop..."
Quanzhike agreed and hurriedly went to the kitchen to serve the rice, his steps becoming much more brisk.
After having a full stomach, Zhao Ran drank a cup of tea and walked out with satisfaction. After thinking for a while, he turned around and went to Qiqiao Forest. After passing Yunlan Gang and Huoxin Cave, he walked for about two miles and arrived here.
A hillside covered with walnut trees.
The layman of Qiqiao Forest came into the forest to report. Not long after, he saw Zhu Meng walking out quickly and said from afar: "Why are Junior Brother Zhao here? Oh, by the way, it's been another year before I know it. Zhao
Junior brother, he must have come back to practice."
Zhao Ran smiled and said: "Yes, I just arrived today. It happens that master and senior brother are all practicing, so I don't want to disturb them, so I came to your place to hang out. I haven't seen you for a year. Have you made any progress in your cultivation?"
The two of them wandered around the valley, chatting and looking at the scenery, enjoying themselves.
Talking about the progress of cultivation, Zhu Meng couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Zhao, could it be that I'm being blinded? Why do I feel that your cultivation has become much deeper?"
Zhao Ran sighed, clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the cliff and the flowing water and pretended to say: "It's difficult, the magic power can't go any further. If there is no chance, this life will stop here."
Zhu Meng comforted him at first: "Junior Brother Zhao, please don't fall into the trap of Qingyun. Cultivation is not a day's work. You can be satisfied with a little lunch every day, but you can't go through it in one step..." Suddenly he felt something was wrong, "Huh?"
What do you mean? What does 'no further' mean?"
Zhao Ran shook his head and sighed: "The magic power has already filled the air sea, and I can't make any further progress unless I enter the Taoist realm. But you know my bones and qualifications. I am very stupid. How can it be so easy?"
Zhu Meng blinked his eyes and said in disbelief: "Junior Brother Zhao, are you saying that your Taoist realm magic power has been fully cultivated?"
Zhao Ran said with a bitter face: "Yeah...don't mention that feeling. I'm so full that I can't even find an empty spot to come out. Now my mana has not increased at all. No matter how I practice, it doesn't work. It's annoying..."
Zhu Meng had a black line on his head and thought, aren't you a curse? Are your qualifications stupid? You entered the Tao later than me, and now you have reached perfection before me. What do you call your qualifications stupid? Then who am I?
However, it was recognized that Zhao Ran had "bad bones" as a label on his forehead. Zhu Meng suddenly had mixed feelings and fell into deep self-doubt - could it be that there was really something wrong with his own bones and qualifications?
Cultivation is very important, so Zhao Ran pretended to show off and made a few jokes, but Zhu Meng immediately had a psychological shadow and froze on the spot in a daze. Zhao Ran saw that it was not good and hurriedly explained: "Junior brothers, don't think too much.
In fact, I had an opportunity last year to help Qingyun Pavilion handle an important case. I received many benefits from Master Pei on Qingyun Mountain. Not only did I mix a lot of good elixirs, but I also straightened my bones for the second time. Although it was not fully completed,
But the effect is still good..." Now he recounted what happened last year, and attributed the substantial increase in his magic power to Qingyun Mountain.
Only then did Zhumeng come back to his senses. He had not "fallen" in the shadows and had avoided a demonic obstacle. However, he still felt a little sad and said: "I see. It seems that just practicing in the valley is not a good method..."
I feel ashamed to say it, but last month I suddenly had an enlightenment in my mind. My cultivation has progressed very quickly. Master said that I will be able to break through in another half a year. I thought I was already very fast, but I didn’t expect you to be even faster."
This time it was Zhao Ran who comforted him: "Speed doesn't mean it's good, and slow doesn't mean it's bad. I think that being slower is more helpful in building a good foundation... By the way, what have you realized, junior fellow apprentices?
Come and listen, let’s communicate and make progress together.”
Zhumeng smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, it's not as complicated as you think. Rather than saying it was a sudden enlightenment, it's better to say...well, the term you mentioned before is quite good - 'being stimulated'."
Zhao Ran asked: "Being stimulated is also a kind of understanding. This is no different. Don't hide it. Talk about it quickly and let me be stimulated."
Zhu Meng sighed: "On the 23rd of last month, Senior Sister Zhou came out of seclusion."
Zhao Ran: "...ah...how?"
Zhu Meng said: "Entering the Huangguan Realm...he is the youngest Huangguan in Qingyun Pavilion in a hundred years."
Zhao Ran felt what Zhu Meng felt last month. This exciting feeling is really confusing. (To be continued)