Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Chapter 209: Drunken Talk about Kung Fu
The woman didn't walk fast, and Qinghuan quickly caught up with her.

After a quick glance, the woman was not at all interested in Qinghuan's ability to fly, as if there were few things in the world worth her attention.

But he quickened his pace, took a step, and appeared hundreds of meters away, moving forward step by step.

Qinghuan controlled Bilan and chased after him silently.

Fortunately, the woman restrained herself and maintained her current speed, not speeding up, allowing Qinghuan to keep up.

The two of them hurried on in silence, and this journey lasted for a whole day and night.

It was the woman who stopped first and landed on the ground. She looked at Qinghuan who fell down with a look of surprise.

Qinghuan knew what she was surprised about.

The flight of Dou Wang and Dou Huang requires the support of Dou Qi, and Dou Zong is no exception.

But Qinghuan was controlling "Blue" to fly with him. "Blue" was his elixir. The Pill Controlling Technique had nothing to do with fighting spirit. It was entirely based on his own soul power.

With his soul power, it would be no problem for him to persist for a day and a night.

However, Qing Huan was quite pleased with himself for surprising the woman. He took out pots, pans, and various seasonings, and said, "This time, I'll let you taste my cooking skills."

The woman remained silent, just sitting cross-legged and responding to Dou Qi, while watching Qing Huan busy.

In order to make the most perfect meal, Qinghuan even took out the "Qinglian Pill".

Watching Qinghuan grilling meat with the Qinglian Earth Core Fire, the smile in the woman's eyes was obvious.

"You recognize it, too, right? This is the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire." Qing Huan said somewhat boastfully, "Strange fire is used to refine elixirs, and it can lock in the spirituality of medicinal materials. It is even more effective when used on food ingredients... Just control its temperature, and don't let the meat vaporize."

Soon, Qing Huan served the same beast in two dishes, one roasted and one stewed, to the woman and confidently said, "Try it!"

The woman took a small sip and looked stunned.

I have to admit that both the roast and the stew were much better than hers.

The woman didn't say anything, but Qinghuan could clearly feel her admiration, and he felt more and more proud.

While being satisfied with his cooking skills, he couldn’t help but feel delighted by the tacit understanding between him and the woman… Does it matter whether a woman can speak or not?

Up to now, she hadn't said a word, but Qinghuan could understand what she meant.

After tasting it, the woman took out an exquisite wine jug from her ring and placed it in front of Qinghuan. Her eyes under the mask were curved with a smile.

Qinghuan also laughed, and imitated the woman's past behavior, lifting the wine jug high up and pouring it out, letting the wine in it pour into her mouth.

The wine is not strong, but very mellow, soft on the palate... but has a strong aftertaste!
Qinghuan poured half the pot before stopping. He seemed heroic, but his eyes were already blurry. He returned the pot and just stared at the woman.

This is a unique woman. Her charm comes from her personal qualities and cannot be faked.

It seems as if this world has nothing to do with her. She does not influence or change anything around her, and at the same time does not accept the influence of the environment on herself, being detached from the world.

So even though Qinghuan was staring at her rudely, the woman didn't care and just drank the wine.

Qinghuan suddenly understood that although the woman still lived in this world, her heart had already transcended!

This is a fellow traveler!

"Hahahaha..." Qinghuan suddenly slapped her thigh and laughed out loud, her laughter was extremely hearty.

The woman remained indifferent and silent.

After a while, Qing Huan had laughed enough and said, "You know what? I have figured out a set of cultivation techniques by myself. I call it "Big Tree Qi Training Method". I originally thought it was very advanced and enough for me to practice for a long time... After all, I have only seen the yellow-level advanced techniques left by my dead father.

Later, I saw a volume of earth-level skills, and only then did I realize my own narrow-mindedness.

When practicing martial arts at the Yellow and Black levels, it is merely the operation of Dou Qi, but once one reaches the Earth level, it involves the cultivation of Dou Qi.

As for nourishment, it is related to the heart, and the heart cannot be described in words, so the earth-level skills need to be recorded by the spirit, and the heaven-level is also like this. The "big tree qigong method" I figured out by myself is only at the advanced level of the Xuan level... maybe a little higher than this, but it still can't reach the earth level.

The reason I came out this time was to "examine my conscience" and see if I could upgrade my "Big Tree Qi Training Method" to the Earth Level, or even higher. "

The woman listened quietly, as if she was just listening to a stranger's nagging, only responsible for listening, not responsible for expressing her feelings.

The more this happened, the more Qinghuan wanted to talk.

"The human heart is a very complex thing. The fighting spirit that is nurtured will naturally be different depending on the state of mind. An upright heart can nurture a righteous and majestic spirit, while an indifferent heart can nurture an ethereal and otherworldly spirit...

In fact, if I just want to upgrade my "Big Tree Qi Training Method" to the Earth Level, I have plenty of ways to do it, but I created this method for myself, so naturally it needs to be fully adapted to myself!
Then I need to understand my own heart and question my own heart, which is also for this purpose. "

Qing Huan looked up at the sky with a dazed look in his eyes, and said, "I have actually asked about my heart, my true heart, and my true heart before. I have even entered the Land of Nothingness, which is the origin of my life..."

As he spoke, Qing Huan raised his hand, and the Chaos Fire emerged from his palm. Staring at the black flame, Qing Huan said, "This is the Chaos Fire, the embodiment of my life source. It is not a strange fire, or even fire... It is the source of my life.

This is clearly the source of my life, but I find myself recognizing it less and less.

I used to think that people’s joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as well as their seven emotions and six desires, were just waves splashing on the ocean, insignificant compared to the entire ocean.

So all along, I have focused my attention on the entire ocean and ignored these waves...

But last time, because of some things, someone asked me to leave behind the sister I raised, and I was very angry. The emotion of "anger" is just a wave splashing in the sea, but for a moment, this wave dominated the entire sea!

At that time I understood that the splashing waves will eventually fall back into the sea. The more you ignore it, the more you will be affected by it.

Emotions are part of me. The more I ignore them and suppress them, the stronger the backlash will be... Emotions are like this. The more I suppress them, the more intense they will be!"

The woman's eyes flickered slightly, and Qinghuan didn't understand what she meant for the first time.

But Qing Huan couldn't care about these things now, and kept muttering with a dazed look in her eyes: "Since feelings are a part of me, then I will accept them and control them...Fate is nature, and following nature is the way!

Man’s natural disposition is called “nature”, and acting in accordance with one’s nature is called “Tao”!
In this case, I laugh when I am happy, cry when I am sad, and hit people when I am angry… Of course, there is another sentence following this sentence, which is "When joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are not expressed, it is called Zhong. When they are expressed in moderation, it is called He."

Being moderate means being restrained and having degree. Without degree, you are not a man... Everything should be done in moderation!
My soul is a whole, whether it is joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, or the thoughts emanating from my heart... Whether it is the sea itself or the waves it splashes, they are all a whole and cannot be viewed separately.

I am an alchemist, not a pharmacist, I am a pill refiner!
Then my "Big Tree Qigong Method" must naturally also be integrated into the alchemist's philosophy. One pill, one world; one pill, one life. It is complete and perfect, with no leaks or omissions!

When I heard about the Warcraft in that story, I thought that maybe I could get inspiration from it... learn from the heavens and the earth, learn from nature!
Because it involves the creation of my technique, I was a little cautious for the time being..."

Completely ignoring whether the other party could understand him or not, Qinghuan proudly spoke out the concept of the martial arts he planned to create.

I can't tell whether it's drunken talk or just talking to myself.

Qinghuan would never say these words when he is sober, and even if he did, others would not understand... Because most of his ideas came from alchemy, and he also incorporated his previous explorations and conclusions.

Sure enough, the woman only understood a small part of it, and most of the concepts were completely incomprehensible to her, but there was a strange gleam in her eyes!

The voice became quieter and quieter, and Qinghuan fell asleep while talking.

"Ugh--"

The woman who had been silent all this time finally sighed, looked at the drunk Qinghuan, and couldn't help but reach out to touch him.

However, her hand passed through Qinghuan's body.

After a moment of hesitation, the woman took out a quilt and covered Qinghuan with it.

Living things cannot be touched, but dead things like quilts can cover him...

The woman glanced at the "Blue" in Qinghuan's hand, laughed, and sat cross-legged in meditation, guarding and practicing at the same time.

The Green Lotus Core Fire transformed from the Green Lotus Pill, the exotic fire that countless alchemists dream of, just burned quietly, as if being ignored.

(End of this chapter)