Five miles away from Lingzhi Village, there is a hillside. It is said that a hundred years ago, auspicious clouds stayed here and were seen by woodcutters passing by.
Therefore, the surrounding mountains have no names. Instead, this inconspicuous hillside has been named Luoyunpo since then. It is already approaching evening, and everything around has calmed down. Only flying insects make a few sounds from time to time.
chirping sound.
But on a mountain road that should have been rarely visited, the sound of ticking horse hooves could be heard. Two people were sitting on the back of the horse, and they were walking towards Luoyun Slope at a high speed.
It was Zhang Cong and Hu Zi who rode their horses straight from the path to Luoyun Slope. When they reached the hillside, because the trees around them were too dense, they dropped their horses on the roadside and walked instead.
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"Brother Cong, your grandmother's grave is among a bunch of bushes on the back of Luoyun Slope." Huzi led Zhang Cong in the front, and after a while, the two of them arrived at the back of Luoyun Slope.
Under a tall spruce, the two of them pushed aside the layers of bushes, and a small dirt bag instantly appeared in front of them.
I saw many fine rocks stacked on the tomb, and with the cover of bushes, even if you walked in, you might not be able to find a tomb here. It can be seen that in order to cover up his grandmother's tomb, the mason Wang used
A lot of effort.
A piece of open space was created around him, and Zhang Cong kowtowed three times to the new grave with a heavy face.
After standing up, Zhang Cong took out a spiritual tablet from his arms and placed it in front of the grave. The new soil on the grave was still very moist. He sighed helplessly, Zhang Cong suddenly roared and knelt down again.
"Grandma, it's my fault that I didn't protect your coffin well. Now I can only temporarily let you stay here for a while. When I finish everything, I will build a new coffin for you that is better than the original one.
, erect a larger jade monument."
After saying this, Zhang Cong kowtowed six times again. After three kowtows and nine bows, the setting sun that was about to sink into the ground also completely sank.
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After Huzi left, the sky turned completely dark.
Sitting cross-legged in front of his grandmother's grave, he felt a faint warmth on his chest. He took it out and saw that the small white bottle was absorbing the essence of the moonlight again.
There was no one around, so he simply put the bottle on the ground and let him greedily swallow the essence of the moon.
"You have been following me for so long, and you have even given me many great opportunities, but I don't know what your name is."
"Since you can absorb moonlight essence, why not call you...Moonlight Aquarius?"
"It's too hard to pronounce. Let's call you Xiao Bai Ping."
After muttering to himself, Zhang Cong took out the Taoist Sword.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, Dao Dao Sword absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like a moonlight vase. Because the power of the sword is too overbearing, as long as Xiao Bai Ping takes out the sword, the essence absorbed by Xiao Bai Ping will be absorbed by Dao Dao Sword.
It was sucked back, resulting in the little white bottle not being able to get any spiritual energy at all.
Zhang Cong also felt this way. As long as the sword was unsheathed, he could not concentrate on gathering energy to practice. Almost all the spiritual energy within a certain range would be competed for by Dao Sword and taken away. After thinking about it, Zhang Cong distinguished the priorities.
Although the power of this sword is huge, right now I don't have the strength to fully control this sword.
The spiritual liquid in the small white bottle can breed medicinal herbs, and you can also absorb the essence of the sun and moon through the spiritual liquid to improve your cultivation.
Therefore, he simply sheathed the Taoist Sword.
Under the moonlight.
A person and a white bottle sit quietly in front of a low grave.
The sword technique was running in his body, and he mobilized the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of meters, constantly decomposing, merging, and absorbing it into the body. The huge and majestic spiritual energy merged into the Dantian in the body, and finally could only condense into a drop. This
It is the best of the best!
After a while, Zhang Cong was sweating profusely, but he felt extremely comfortable. After practicing day and night, he had become perfect with practice and completely mastered the method of luck.
The sky glowed with a touch of fish belly white.
There were already three more drops of spiritual energy in Zhang Cong's Dantian, and the spiritual sea vaguely rose a little. Suddenly, Zhang Cong focused his eyes on the small white bottle on the ground.
Xiao Bai Ping, like me, also collects the essence of the sun and the moon, so can I directly absorb the spiritual liquid in Xiao Bai Ping to improve my cultivation?
Hold your breath! Concentrate!
With his luck, the spiritual liquid in the small white bottle actually floated out from the mouth of the bottle drop by drop. He was secretly happy, and he vaguely felt that the spiritual liquid in the small white bottle contained endless spiritual energy!
But when he absorbed a drop of spiritual liquid, he suddenly felt his body swelling and pain, and his qi and blood were flowing backwards! He quickly stopped practicing and hurriedly used his spiritual energy to suppress the refluxing qi and blood in his body!
"Ahh!!"
He couldn't help but roar twice, and the rest of the spiritual fluid flowed into the mouth of the bottle along the original path.
After being paralyzed on the ground for half an hour, Zhang Cong finally suppressed the domineering aura in his body! He probed his Dantian again and found that there were more than ten drops of spiritual energy flooding the surface!
suck……
He gasped!
"It seems that the essence absorbed by this little white bottle is purer than what I absorbed. Every drop of spiritual energy is purer than what I condensed during practice! Just one drop is equivalent to the results of several days of sleepless nights."
"But although this spiritual liquid is good, the side effects are extremely overbearing. I almost died from the reverse flow of energy and blood after absorbing just one drop. It seems that it will be better to refine it slowly in the future!"
