The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 110 Life
"Have you collected Qi? Taihe Mountain really has spiritual energy?"

Chen Xiong didn't understand the meaning.

However, a trip to Taihe Mountain really opened his eyes. If he continues to talk about it, his internal energy may burst out.

"It is not spiritual energy, nor is it a specific thing. When the time, place and people are combined, the purple energy of the morning sun can be harvested. It is a great medicine for the human body and can prolong life. This is recorded in Taoist canon."

Zhang Laodao didn't explain much: "This is fate. It can be encountered but not sought. It is good for the body, but it will not be obvious until it accumulates over time."

After a pause, the old Taoist leisurely added: "You are really suitable to be a Taoist priest, why don't you consider it?"

Chen Xiong: .
"Thank you, I really don't need it."

Chen Xiong rolled his eyes and went to the side to ponder what the veteran said for a while, but he also roughly knew that that state might not be the norm.

I guess the Eight Parts of Vajra Skills still rely on the liver.

"Try again tomorrow morning?"

Although there are many places to rest in this cave, there is only one bed. Zhang Laodao didn't mention getting a sheet for Chen Xiong, so he could only put on his clothes and lie down on the ground, and make do with it for the night.

Next day, 5:30.

Chen Xiong rubbed his eyes and got up from the ground. Fortunately, he had a good waist. Lying on the ground for a night had no effect. He was just a little tired from not having a good rest, plus a sense of hunger.

This trip to Taihe Mountain was indeed quite down-to-earth.

Zhang Laodao also got up from bed. After a simple wash, he went out of the cave and started doing morning exercises.

Chen Xiong packed up his things, ate a piece of beef jerky, and followed him out.

The temperature in the mountains in the early morning was quite low. At this time, the "Qiu Jiu Guan" finally became more popular. Some people came out of several caves, but most of them were dealing with personal hygiene, and not many insisted on doing morning exercises.

Moreover, he discovered that the 'hermits' here were not the so-called master hermits. They were all old, weak and disabled. They were probably hermits who could not become Taoist priests in Mount Taihe.

I just didn't know that with Zhang Laodao's ability, even the head of the Sanfeng Sect Zhong would call him Taoist Brother, but he was still practicing in this remote and rundown place.

Chen Xiong looked at the sky and saw that the sun was about to rise, so he simply followed Zhang Laodao and began to practice the eight steps of Vajra Kung Fu.

After playing it three times, I didn't have any additional insights when the sun rose.

"Your eight-part Vajra Skill is already very popular. It's really something."

Zhang Laodao didn't know when he had finished his practice. He stood for a while and watched Chen Xiong's practice. There was something different in his eyes: "Don't think about it. Only when the mountains are high can you collect Qi. Pindao, this place is not a treasure. You can't hit it." It’s predestined.”

"Taoist Priest, do you think I have a very good foundation and I really don't want to consider it?" Chen Xiong asked again without giving up.

"Ha ha."

Zhang Laodao shook his head and did not answer.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the scenic spot."

Chen Xiong sighed regretfully and thought for a moment: "Does Taoist Master's Qijiu Temple have a merit box?"

"There is no such thing. If you are a layman, please be considerate and send me some rice, flour, oil, salt, and a few lighters. Can you?"

The old man pondered for a while, then refused Chen Xiong's incense money, but made a slightly excessive request.

In a remote place like this, giving something away is much more troublesome than giving money.

"alright."

Chen Xiong did not refuse. Although he did not get much of what he wanted during this trip, he should be grateful for the guidance of the 'Dragon Gate Secret Book'. Without the content in it, the Eight Vajra Techniques might not have been available until now. getting Started.

It was still early in the sky, but his vision was fine. Chen Xiong looked at the direction, and he simply let go of his steps, walking like flying, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Laodao stared at Chen Xiong's leaving steps and whispered to himself for a long time: "Is this superb qinggong a result of Zhong's double act, or is it really a matter of fate? No, I'm afraid not all people surnamed Zhong don't have this ability. It's difficult! Difficult! Difficult! The most mysterious way is, don’t take the golden elixir for granted.”

"There are differences between humans and apes."

On a whim in the mountains and forests, Chen Xiong imitated the old Taoist's monkey-piercing sword practice yesterday. Using his speed, he stepped on the tree trunk and jumped into the air. He almost reached a height of more than three meters. Then he retracted his body, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and landed on the ground. On another tree, after doing this eight or nine times, he exhausted his breath and fell down using his hands and feet.

"Huh, it takes a lot of physical strength, and it's not as flexible as an ape. This is a limitation of weight."

Chen Xiong used his fingers to show the thrusting posture of the sword, and shook his head: "The body is there, the eyes are there, and the hands are there. There is something special about this stabbing method, and the way of exerting force feels different from boxing."

"Taiji swordsmanship? Ape strike? Or what?"

"Furthermore, it makes sense for old practitioners to say that the essence of boxing lies in weapon fighting. For example, in film and television works, Wing Chun's bottom-breaking Kung Fu is the Eight-Zhan Dao, the representative weapon of Xingyi Quan is a big gun, and Tai Chi is a sledgehammer, right? ,All right."

This time there was no detour to trouble Brother Monkey, and Chen Xiong didn't have to control his speed. However, he arrived at Tianyi Lake in just over an hour, and then climbed the mountain to the scenic spot.

When he returned to the hotel in Crow Ridge, it was not yet 8 o'clock, and breakfast was also available in the restaurant.

Porridge, steamed buns, eggs, and some seasonal vegetables and side dishes also made him half full.

"Handsome guy, did you spend the night on the Golden Summit last night?"

The landlady came over out of curiosity to say hello. There weren't many guests in the hotel right now, so she still had some impressions of the guests who hadn't checked out. She hadn't seen this handsome guy like Chen Xiong all yesterday afternoon.

"Ah."

Chen Xiong finished his breakfast and wiped his mouth: "Boss, do you sell rice, noodles, oil and salt? You can also bring me a box of lighters."

Seemingly seeing the surprise on the proprietress's face, Chen Xiong explained a few words: "I met some old priests on the mountain, and they didn't accept incense money, so I'm going to give them some daily necessities."

"That's right, you have good intentions."

The landlady suddenly realized: "Yes, there is, and this is the price."

"The price of semi-finished products is fine, and the price of finished products is fine. You can take it. Give me 2000 yuan."

Chen Xiong thought for a while and quoted a price.

"You weigh more than 300 kilograms. It's not easy for you to carry it alone."

"It's okay. You can pack them for me and I'll deliver them in batches. By the way, some eggs too."

Eggs are half meat and half vegetarian, so being more flexible shouldn't be a big problem.

Chen Xiong simply took out his mobile phone and transferred the money. The landlady received the money and was a little surprised.

There were not many tourists who gave some daily necessities to the Taoist priest on the mountain, but they were very few. This was the first time she had encountered someone like Chen Xiong.

Chen Xiong went back to the hotel to wash up first. When he came back, the landlady had helped him pack up the rice, flour, oil and salt and divided them up. The 2000 yuan was a lot of supplies, but it was not a lot. There were 4 bags of 25kg rice and 4 barrels. 20L of cooking oil took up most of it, and the rest of it was mixed with noodles, eggs, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. The configuration seemed reasonable.

Chen Xiong thought for a while, and first carried two bags of rice, two barrels of cooking oil, some noodles, eggs, and salt to Taoist Master Jia of Prince Edward Cave. It was already past the time for morning homework, and there was some fragrance in Prince Cave. , but the wooden door is not open, it is estimated that the Taoist priest is meditating.

He didn't knock on the door to disturb him, put the things on the corner of the Bagua stone platform in front of the cave entrance, and quietly retreated.

The remaining items were nearly 200 kilograms. Chen Xiong put two bags of rice on his shoulders, two barrels of oil, packed the remaining items into the bag, and strode towards Tianyi Lake. .

To be honest, this look is really unique.

Especially at this time, there are more people climbing the mountain. Walking on the mountain road, the eyes of the fellow tourists are either "???" or "!!!".

"Damn it, you're a laborer!"

"That's a lot of strength, but I don't seem very smart. Why didn't you use a pole?"

"Could it be a disciple of the Wudang Sect, bringing supplies to the Taoist priest on the mountain?"

Chen Xiong: .
On this kind of mountain road, he couldn't walk as fast as he could with a heavy load on his back, but each step he took was more than one meter steady. He actually felt a bit ethereal on this mountain road, as if he was climbing more easily and faster than a mountaineer. few.

"Damn it, master, this is a master!"

"I have been to Talin Temple in Zhongyue Mountain, and the monks there also practice Qinggong with buckets in their hands. This guy must be a disciple of the Wudang Sect!"

"Hey, why is he going in a different direction than us?"

Chen Xiong bit the bullet and climbed the mountain. Fortunately, the direction to Tianyi Lake was slightly different from the route to the Golden Summit. At the fork, he turned directly, and a few tourists with good deeds followed a few steps, but he quickly left them behind. By the time we reach Tianyi Lake, there are no tourists at all.

"It's embarrassing. If I knew I was being watched like this along the way, I might as well just carry a 5-pound gift package to show off my feelings."

Chen Xiong bared his teeth and said, "Forget it, that old man is so pitiful. He ate three fishes from others, but he has a short mouth. I am so sincere. If he is moved, won't I have another chance?"

Thinking this way, he felt a lot more relieved. However, it was really inconvenient to walk in the mountains and forests with all the supplies. It took him almost two hours to complete this mountain road. It was a bit too much for his body. It was more difficult than running a mile. The marathon is quite tiring.

"Huh, this trip is a bit of a loss."

When he climbed over the mountain and saw the ruins of the ancient Taoist temple, Chen Xiong breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he approached the cave of Qijiu Temple, he found that at the entrance of the cave, Old Taoist Zhang was looking coldly at Taoist Zhong Yunlong, whom he bumped into yesterday, and seemed to be carrying something in his hand.

Good guys, do you want a conflagration?
Gee!
Chen Xiong's back suddenly stopped aching, his legs stopped hurting, and he felt more energetic when walking. He carried the supplies and walked quietly over. However, before he got close, he was coldly stopped by two Taoists who were over a hundred years old together.

"Uh, don't worry about me."

Chen Xiong smiled coquettishly: "I'll just give you some soy sauce."

However, due to this interruption, the atmosphere between the two Taoists relaxed a little.

(End of this chapter)