The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 298
The next day.

"Three feet above the top, bloody smoke column!?"

"The qi and blood metamorphose, and the essence produces smoke!?"

After hearing what Longchenpa said, Hong Kang could roughly understand the meaning.

But he couldn't see it himself, so with a thought, his blood was surging like a dragon.

"Master, is there any now?"

Longqinpa closed his eyes to sense, nodded and said: "The energy is like smoke, it's about to soar into the sky!"

Then, Hong Kang calmed down his blood and restrained himself into a circle.

"Master, what now?"

"The bloody smoke column disappeared, but Hong Jushi's body was like a big furnace."

In this way, Hong Kang has a better understanding of his situation.

The qi and blood surged, and it was impossible for a while to be as round as before.

When his eyes moved, Hong Kang thought of something.

"Master, since you can recognize this phenomenon of "smoke from essence", could it be that some predecessors have practiced this "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" to this level?!"

"Or is that the pioneer??"

Longqinba folded his palms together and said, "No! Before Hong Layman completed the practice, the old monk also thought that the records were just rumors."

"It is said that Li Yuanba, the younger brother of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, had a face like a sick ghost, and was as thin as a stick, but his arms were as strong as four elephants. There are Buddhist and Taoist people who are good at watching Qi, and they once said that their essence became smoke nine feet above the top. .”

"Now that I see Layman Hong, I realize that the records are probably true."

Hong Kang's heart skipped a beat.

If the record about Li Yuanba is true, then his strength must still be greater than his own.

I just don't know if I was born with this supernatural power, or was it achieved through practice? !
Hong Kang praised: "Your religion really has a long history, with extensive records!"

"Amitabha~!"

Longqinpa said modestly: "Layman Hong is over-rewarded. If you talk about the long history, the Central Plains, the South, the North, and the Confucianism are truly difficult for a thousand years!!"

"Hahaha...that is Wen Zong's lineage after all..."

Hong Kang's words froze suddenly.

His eyes tightened suddenly, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

Feeling like a surging wave in my heart, I thought to myself, "Shang Zhang Bei Kong...! I actually ignored them...!"

South Zhang and North Confucius refer to "Qufu Confucianism" and "Longhushan Tianshi Mansion" respectively.

Hong Kang's eyes had been on Wuyue Sword Sect, Sun Moon Sect, Shaolin, Wudang and other major martial arts schools.

But I ignored these two big dragons!
Who said that the images of these two are too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people? One Confucianism and the other, their influence is all in places like culture, education and Taoism that are biased towards thought and spirit.

However, this is not an ordinary historical world, Hong Kang does not believe that the two families that can be passed down for thousands of years exist only as mascots.

The dynasties will change in hundreds of years. If these two families have no strength, how can they protect themselves in those turbulent times? !

At this moment, Hong Kang has two more targets.

Even if there have been ups and downs in a family that has not changed for thousands of years, the records in its classics are definitely not comparable to ordinary martial arts sects! !
Just enough for Hong Kang to explore the thousand-year changes in martial arts in this world.

As for, the other party does not allow anyone to come and see the private collection of classics.

Hong Kang believes that he can reason with them, and he is the best at reasoning with people.

What is the purpose of practicing martial arts? Isn't it to hope that the other party will listen carefully when reasoning with others!
"South Zhang Bei Kong, it's not easy for a thousand years...!"

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More than two months passed.

Hong Kang and Longchenpa sat opposite each other.

Pang Qingyang and little Zaba sat beside them respectively.

Buttered tea is boiled on the table over low heat, which is a special drink for Tibetan people.

Longchenpa said: "A few days ago, during the "Gun Mangga", disciples sent a batch of tea, let's taste it."

Hong Kang asked: "This "Gun Mangjia" is...?"

Longchenpa explained: "The major monasteries in Tibetan areas have a certain tea harvest festival every year. At that time, believers bring brick tea to the monastery to roll tea for us and distribute alms."

"I see."

Hong Kang is no stranger to butter tea, he has tasted it in previous lives, but this is the first time for Pang Qingyang to try it.

Little Zaba first boils water in a teapot, and when the water boils, he mashes the pressed tea and puts it in boiling water to boil.

About two quarters of an hour, after the tea juice is leached, filter out the tea leaves, put the tea juice into a cylindrical butter tea barrel, and add an appropriate amount of butter at the same time.

Then, a jar prepared in advance by the little Zabaga people contains fried and smashed walnuts, peanuts, sesame powder, pine nuts, etc.

Then, in the corner of Pang Qingyang's slightly twitching eyes, he added a small amount of salt, eggs, etc., then covered the buttered tea tube, pulled the lever inside the tube vigorously, and beat up and down rhythmically.

Longchenpa said: "This is to make butter, tea, and seasonings mixed into one."

Pang Qingyang said awkwardly: "This is very different from the way of drinking tea in the Central Plains."

Hong Kang said with a smile: "Qingyang, you don't know that! Although making tea is popular now, in the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was popular to make tea, which is somewhat similar to this step."

"Make tea?"

No wonder Pang Qingyang didn't know, unless he likes it, who would go out of his way to learn about the history of "tea"? !

Hong Kang said: "Yes, crush the tea leaves to make tea balls, mash the tea when drinking, add onion, ginger, orange peel, mint, dates and salt and other seasonings to cook together."

Pang Qingyang listened to Hong Kang's words, then looked at the action flow of little Zaba, and nodded, "I understand."

After a while, Little Zaba filled them with buttered tea.

There were a few fine powders floating on the golden tea soup, Pang Qingyangqiong straightened her nose and sniffed hard, a rich aroma rushed into her nostrils.

"Huh? There's still a faint milky fragrance!"

"That's the aroma of ghee. It's a layer of fat condensed on the surface after boiling milk or goat's milk, stirring and cooling."

Hong Kang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

Feeling the warmth rising from the lower abdomen, he said: "The salty taste is fragrant, the sweetness is sweet, it's still so delicious and fragrant!"

Longchenpa said, "Oh? Layman Hong has drunk it before?"

Hong Kang nodded.

Then, Hong Kang handed over a booklet.

"Master, this is Hong's experience in practicing No. 11 and No. 12 of the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra". Please keep it safe, Master."

Longqinpa straightened his face and took it with both hands.

He stroked the cover of the book lightly, feeling a little agitated.

After a long time, I looked at Hong Kang: "The kindness of Lay Hong, I will always remember it in my heart."

Little Zaba looked at the booklet and then at Hong Kang.

Is this Layman Hong so powerful? !

"It is also thanks to the great support of the master that Hong can eat the precious medicine like a meal."

Not to mention Hong Kang's own benefits, for the past three months, every ten days, Hong Kang let Pang Qingyang also drink a bowl of medicinal liquid, so Pang Qingyang's true energy is not inferior to that of Yue Buqun. These elders of the older generation are elders.

It wasn't that Hong Kang was unwilling to let Pang Qingyang take more liquid medicine.

But if the true energy is increased too fast, her meridians will not be able to bear it, and it will also reduce Pang Qingyang's control over her own power.

After all, he is not Hong Kang. He has the spirit to see the gods in the slightest, and can adapt to the surge in power in a very short time.

In the past few months, Hong Kang's physical body has been slowly strengthening, and he estimated that his strength has approached ten thousand catties! !

"Master, Hong will be leaving after this tea banquet."

"...Could it be that Jushi Hong has also passed the last level?!"

Longchenpa asked.

In his telepathy, Hong Kang's strength hasn't changed much during this time! ?

Hong Kang shook his head and said, "That's not the case!"

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(End of this chapter)