Nothing is to blame

Chapter 959
"It's lunch time!"

The bamboo door was opened, and a tall woman appeared following the voice.

Wearing a loose fishnet robe, with short hair that reaches the ears, a green ornament hangs from the right ear.Although the appearance is the top choice, but the person's appearance, a trace of gentleness hidden in the clear and capable, is also very rare.

Xuan Lingying, a slightly peculiar name.

At the age of twenty-five, he is already one of the thirty or forty town guard leaders of Beisha Shrine, and he can be called an elite genius.He and another "Tong Jia" are on rotation, and are also known as the two assistants of the president Shu Shenyun.

Gui Wugui said loudly: "Come here."

Xuan Lingying smiled slightly, turned and left.

After picking up a box of fine sand at his fingertips, Gui Wugui followed.

In the side hall, there is a very wide round table, on which there are about six large pots of grilled fish and meat. In addition, there is a large pot with a diameter of nearly one foot in front of each person. Clearly, it is a unique grain in this realm, larger than millet and smaller than corn.

Shu Shenyun was already sitting on the seat, holding a handle of copper porcelain, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.In the instant before Gui Wujiu took his seat, he had at least two or three taels of staple food.

At this time, three months have passed since the promotion conference accepted apprentices.

Since he is the only internal disciple who "regards himself as his own", Gui Wujiu naturally moved into the apse of the shrine and lived with the shrine owner Shu Shenyun.

Since March, there have been many wonderful feelings.

The most significant difference from the previous cultivation of immortality is that people in this continent, even "practicers", are completely similar to ordinary people except for their cultivation.Even the subtle control of the rhythm of life is more stringent and precise than that of ordinary people.

Three meals a day, the amount of food is very large.If you have special charm, you need to eat the equivalent of four bowls for each meal.Although Gui Wugui is less, it still needs two large bowls.

And the meal time is very accurate.

Daily sleep requires at least three and a half hours, and the error cannot exceed a quarter of an hour, and it cannot be replaced by meditation practice.In particular, the most basic part of refining profound strength in the practice of martial arts, not only can't replace rest, but it will make people very tired.

Drinking water every day requires more than six catties; if it is slightly lacking, it will also cause a lot of discomfort.

From the minute to the length of sunshine, the morning exercise of exhaling and opening the voice, and the distribution of movement and rest time, although it is not impossible to make a half-step error, whether it is done according to the best steps and rules will also have an extraordinary impact.

As for emotional maintenance, regular bathing, and respect, these links that ordinary people could do in the past, let alone needless to say.

Once maintained, even if the merit is very high, it will retain a considerable amount of inertia and continue.

Unless it's wartime, using the secret method of the divine seal, you can enter the state of not eating or drinking for dozens of days.But in doing so, there are many nuances in the mind to overcome.For example, Pinghu couldn't help but conjure up chicken legs when he was hiding from his duties. This is the case.

And every time the seal is used in wartime, there will inevitably be a long vacation afterwards in order to ease the adjustment.

There were three pots of grilled fish and meat on the table, and within a hundred hours of effort, Shu Shen Yun finished three pots, Xuan Lingying finished two pots, and Gui Wugui finished one pot.

After eating and cleaning up, Xuan Lingying cleaned up the tableware.

Shu Shenyun turned around, sat back on the chair, leaned her arms on the back of the chair, and snapped her fingers.

Gui Wugui stepped forward, his fists loose and tight, beating his back for Shu Shen Yun.

This is homework from the third day of entry.

Just listening to Shu Shenyun said: "The comprehension of the 'subtle method', at the level of your golden guard, you have already cultivated almost to the point. Starting tomorrow, you can practice the introductory skills of the eight methods of "True Earth". Lay a solid foundation with the means that can be mastered at the upper level.”

The sound rumbled.

In public, Shu Shenyun's speech is often low and majestic; but at home, although his attitude is more casual, his voice is unconsciously much louder.

Gui Wugui took a long time to get used to it.

In the past three months, Professor Shu Shen Yun, Gui Wujiu, a direct disciple, really devoted himself to it.

Except for reading the war briefings of the two major shrines in the morning, the rest of the time is all blameless.

Judging from the calmness and calmness of her daily reading of the briefing, although the front line is fiercely fought, the situation is obviously under control, and it is far from the point where the leader of a society will appear in person.

At first, Shu Shenyun wanted to directly teach the introductory part of her strongest ability - the basic chapter of "The Eight Methods of Zhentu".

But Gui Wujiu politely refused, and proposed to learn the introductory methods of Xuanfa first, and dismantle its "why".

The so-called entry method is the method of refining chicken legs and fine wine with the sand in the gourd.

Any Baiyin town guard can cast it.

But everyone follows the method step by step, and cannot tell the truth of the evolution of the mysterious method.

Gui Wugui thinks that it is most appropriate to start with a deep understanding of the "upside-down" of this world.

Such a method is known as the "subtle method".

A silver and gold guard, relying on the subtle mystical method to imitate things, will lose [-] to [-]% of his energy if he waits for nothing.But at the level of special charm, it can almost achieve a roughly balanced balance of gains and losses, the difference is only a line.From this point of view, this seemingly "simplified" way does indeed contain profound truths.

Rao Shishu's Shen Yun explained it with all his heart, but Gui Wugui only felt a vague feeling.

As for the time limit for breaking through the next realm, it is quite shocking, and it is tentatively set as two years later.

Gui Wujiu smiled slightly and said, "Report to Master."

"In addition to the "Eight Laws of the True Land", I have another method that I want to learn."

Shu Shenyun said lazily: "Which mysterious method, let's talk about it."

Gui Wugui said: "It's not mystical method, it's knowledge."

"The leaders of this shrine, the geniuses of Xuanfa, even the Bronze Guards, are all well-known. But the leaders of the other four major shrines are very secretive about what kind of people they are, and what geniuses they have. To be honest, it is possible to accurately report The gold guards with the names of the owners of the other four shrines seem to be few in number."

"I heard that four years ago, the leaders of the five major shrines gathered in the southern Qianwu Islands. The disciples are not talented, and I want to meet them. What kind of characters are the other four leaders of the four shrines except the master. Trying to figure out their spiritual outlook, perhaps for the disciples The cultivation of mystical art has helped a little."

For the past three months, being accepted as a disciple by Shu Shen Yun is really of great benefit to Gui Wu Jiu.

When you are alone, at most half a day, the weird "falling into oblivion" will strike, which can be called an irreversible great karma.In the first few days, it was like walking on eggshells.

But after living with Shu Shenyun, every time he sees Shu Shenyun's face, Gui Wugui always thinks of the woman in white.And this image is washed and deepened repeatedly, which is enough to resist the intoxication of this world.

This is the only one.

It is doomed that if there is no such wonderful karma, even if others enter the fundamental ground, they are doomed to gain nothing, and they will not be able to turn to the level of "the law of return".

This question is very meaningful, it is a question that Gui Wujiu pondered over for a long time, and only took the opportunity to ask it today.

Hearing this, Shu Shenyun held back Gui Wujiu's head, said, "You have quite a lot of strange ideas with your little head."

Gui Wugui felt a little helpless.

This incarnation "Mo You" is fine in everything, except that he is a little younger.

Although Shu Shenyun said so, he obviously did not deny it.

But she saw her fingers flicking lightly in the air like swimming fish.

A lot of black dust emerged for no reason, and then condensed into entities.

When the meritorious deeds have reached the level of social justice, there is no need to carry a huge four-section gourd. "Yuan Rang" is hidden in an invisible place, elusive.

The earth-shaped simulacrum is transformed into four scrolls with a height of more than three feet and a width of one foot, each of which is a portrait of a person.

Gui Wugui took a closer look.

On the first scroll, there is a tall and thin old man.

This person has white beard and hair, but he is wearing a black heavy armor. It is suspected that the weight of this armor on his body is greater than his own weight.

The second picture scroll shows a muscular, extremely tall middle-aged man, naked to the waist, wearing only a pair of shorts.The hair is also silver, but it never looks old.

Look at the third scroll.

This is an ordinary-looking "youth".In fact, this person was wearing a half mask, so he couldn't see his real face clearly.

Gui Wugui's eyes wandered, and he saw the last picture.

The one on the picture scroll is a graceful woman in a black gauze gown. The long skirt stretches more than ten feet to the floor, and her waist is full and full.

Gui Wujiu immediately stretched out his hand and asked, "Who is this?"

Shu Shenyun didn't seem to notice that Gui Wugui's speech speed was two points faster, she turned her head and glanced at the direction of her finger, and said happily, "Miao Zhizhen, the owner of Chaowu Shrine."

He added: "Don't look at her as if she looks young, but she is actually a whole year older than me, and she is already forty-seven this year."

Hearing the word "miaozhizhen", Gui Wujiu carefully chewed it, and no longer doubted the many inferences in his mind.

(End of this chapter)