Royal Guard

Chapter 102
He still wandered around Mount Jiuhua for three or four days, turning around all the peaks. He tried to explore all the peaks, those with people, those without people, those with roads, and those without roads.

But it's a pity that I didn't meet any good people.In the end, Jiang Hailong could only sigh secretly that he had no destiny.

On the evening of the fourth day, Jiang Hailong went down the mountain, and after walking for nearly five hours, when he crossed a bamboo sea, it was completely dark. He looked at his watch and found that it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Through the dark night, Jiang Hailong saw some lights in front of him.

He knew that there were some rural towns near Mount Jiuhua, but he didn't know if there was a hotel in this mountain village that was far away from Mount Jiuhua.

There are not many farmers in the village, and they are very scattered. Some two families are hundreds of meters away, or even nearly a thousand meters apart.

When Jiang Hailong walked into the village, which seemed to have less than ten households, he lamented his fate again.

There is no hotel in this village, and it is past eleven o'clock at night, and several households have turned off the lights and went to sleep, only three or two have turned on the TV.

Jiang Hailong didn't call the door. After all, in this society, you are a stranger, who dares to take you in in the middle of the night?So he had no choice but to scratch his head with a wry smile, then turned around and walked away. After a while, he returned to the bamboo forest he had just walked through.

In the early years, he had heard He Xiaoqi say about his master, that master who had attained the Tao would fall into the bamboo twigs in the bamboo forest every night and early morning to absorb the essence of the moon.

And now Jiang Hailong, who is not sleepy, also wants to try whether he can achieve that kind of high level. After all, things like bamboo are not available everywhere.

Back in the bamboo forest, Jiang Hailong put down his bag, picked a thicker bamboo, and climbed up. Then, like a monkey, he tried to stand on the slit of the tree instead of the top of the tree.

But unfortunately, the elasticity of bamboo is too great, and he can't stand on the slit of the tree, and he will fall down after standing, let alone the top of the tree.

After trying twice in a row, Jiang Hailong could only yell and curse, He Xiaoqi and his master are perverted.

Picking a clean place, eating some dry food, and drinking some water, Jiang Hailong sat down cross-legged.

In the dark, he can only make do with the night and wait until dawn before rushing on.

According to the previous qi training method, the air is drawn into the lungs, passes through the seven meridians, moistens the eight meridians, and finally all the filtered air enters the sea of ​​consciousness and accumulates.

The gas that passes through the seven meridians and eight meridians is the purest aura of heaven and earth, and it is also the source of the practitioner's own strength. Jiang Hailong used to be able to break a poplar tree as thick as a thigh with one palm, but now, he can easily break it with three parts of force. Break the poplar tree that is as thick as a thigh.

This is the difference between the early and middle stages of condensation.

Reaction speed, fist speed, movement skills, fighting skills, etc. have all improved geometrically. If he were to face that Qingqiu layman now, he might not be as embarrassed as he was three months ago.

However, just as Jiang Hailong was breathing endlessly, there was an old man standing on top of the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest a thousand meters away. This old man had white hair and black beard. Year-old, in short, I can't tell how old he is, he is like a feather, standing lightly on the bamboo tip, letting the wind blow the bamboo.

With his hands behind his back, he stared at Jiang Hailong who was sitting on the ground, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and stroked his beard with his hands from time to time.

Jiang Hailong, who had been devoting himself to breathing, breathing, nourishing his body meridians, of course did not notice that there was an old man looking at him not far away, a thousand meters away.

Gradually, it was dawn, and Jiang Hailong, who had been breathing for a whole night, was covered in a layer of mist, with dewdrops on his head, but when he opened his eyes and put away the vigilance of the sea of ​​consciousness, his whole body shook slightly. However, all the dewdrops were shaken away. Then, Jiang Hailong stood up, moved his joints, then untied his trouser belt, took out the work, turned around, and started to release water.

However, the moment he just turned around, his whole body shook violently, his pupils dilated instantly, and he, who had just urinated halfway, also stopped suddenly, looking horrified at the man who was just three steps away from him. An old man with white hair and black beard.

"You kid, don't you know how to go far away before you do that yellow and white thing? Almost sprayed on the old man!" The white-haired and black-bearded old man laughed and cursed.

Jiang Hailong's work faltered in an instant, as if he had been stimulated, he didn't feel like urinating at all, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

The old man in front of him is definitely a master, and he is also a master among masters, because when he breathes and exhales, he uses his senses to detect the hundreds of meters around him all the time. It can be said that within these hundreds of meters, there are He is very clear about any abnormal situation, and he can even sense the reptiles within ten meters when they come out of the hole, but this old man came three meters behind him without making a sound?

Did he come after he received the Sea of ​​Consciousness alert, or was he standing here long ago?
If Jiang Hailong had come earlier, even if he couldn't find out, there would be a warning sign in his heart, but he didn't notice it.

Could it be that the old man came only after he received the sea of ​​consciousness?In that case, his speed is too terrifying, right?

Moreover, there were dead branches and bamboo leaves on the ground of the bamboo grove, and people walked on and rattled, but this old man didn't make any sound?
Jiang Hailong no longer cared about whether he would cause some physical and psychological obstacles if he was interrupted halfway through his urination, but at this moment, his mouth was half-open and his mind was full of random thoughts.

Being scolded by the old man also made him startled again, and then he quickly put the work into his crotch, smiled awkwardly and bowed his head: "Old man, I was the one who was rude, I was rude."

The white-haired and black-bearded old man didn't care. After waving his hands, he frowned and said, "Stinky boy, how can you get rheumatism from practicing kung fu? How can there be a Qi trainer like you? I don't know that dew at night is a feminine thing." Is it? After too much time, the body will be sick, didn't your bastard master tell you?"

"Uh uh uh" Jiang Hailong was like five thunderbolts, the old man directly pointed out that he had made a mistake in his cultivation, and he did not deliberately conceal that he was a practitioner.

"Er what? Come with me, I made ginger soup." The old man rolled his eyes at Jiang Hailong, then turned around and left, one step was ten meters, two steps was one hundred meters
Jiang Hailong picked up the bag, looked at the old man's ethereal speed, clenched his fists excitedly, and ran away with big strides. At this time, he was sure that the old man was definitely at the moment he put away the sea of ​​consciousness, relying on his fast speed Movement, quietly appeared behind him.

However, the two walked for more than 40 minutes before reaching their destination.

You know, even if the two of them travel through the jungle, their speed is the same as that of a car driving at a constant speed, and at this speed, the two of them still walked for nearly four or ten minutes?
The small mountain village where he was supposed to spend the night had long since disappeared, and the green bamboo forest gradually disappeared around him. After a journey of four to ten minutes, the old man brought Jiang Hailong to another small village on the bank of the Yangtze River.

No, it shouldn't be called a small village, it should be called Xanadu, or a family in the mountains.

The three families were built along the mountain, with some high and some low, and the distance was not too far. At this time, it was early in the morning, and the smoke was rising from all three families, and four children were playing around in a small courtyard of a farm.

When they saw the old man walking back, the four children ran over excitedly, shouting "Old Ancestor, Ancestor, Ancestor"
But when the four children saw Jiang Hailong behind the old man, they stopped at the same time, showing strange and puzzled expressions.

"Old Ancestor, are you back?" A peasant woman came out, wearing an apron, with dark skin, about forty years old.

"Well, is the ginger soup ready?" the old man nodded lightly.

"It's ready." The woman replied.

"Little guy, come in, this is my home." After beckoning to Jiang Hailong, the old man entered the house first.

After Jiang Hailong glanced at the woman, he also walked into the house.

There is no decent furniture or household appliances in the house. The TV is an old-fashioned 21-inch color TV. There is an old-fashioned green refrigerator. The power supply is taken from the village next door. There are two east and west rooms, with a corridor in the middle.

The old man led Jiang Hailong into the Xili Room. The farmhouse's dining table had been set, only two sets of bowls and chopsticks. Obviously the woman knew that Jiang Hailong was coming.

On the table were only four dishes of local pickled vegetables, two bowls of soup, two bowls of porridge, and a few pieces of coarse rice cakes.

"Drink a bowl of ginger soup first to get rid of the cold." The old man picked up a bowl and drank it in one gulp.

Jiang Hailong thanked him repeatedly, and finished the bowl of spicy ginger soup in one gulp.

"I've been with you for three days." Just as Jiang Hailong put the bowl on the table, the old man smiled casually.

Jiang Hailong was surprised, and then smiled wryly: "Master's Taoism is profound, and this junior may be looking for you."

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile, "How do you say that?"

Jiang Hailong replied respectfully: "The younger generation learns from Zhang Zhitao, if the younger generation guessed correctly, the master should be Lay Zhuang Yun, right?"

"Huh?" The old man let out a little snort, and murmured, "Zhang Zhitao? That little guy from Zhongnanhai?"

"Exactly." Jiang Hailong's face brightened, and sure enough, this person was really Lay Zhuang Yun, but he didn't expect him to be so young that he couldn't tell he was over 200 years old.

"Haha." Layman Zhuang Yun laughed loudly, nodded repeatedly: "How is that little guy now? His roots are not good, and he waits on those nobles all day long. He must have not reached the state of Mahayana all the way through Qi training." Bar?"

"The realm of Mahayana?" Jiang Hailong was puzzled.

"Late Qi Condensation Stage!" Layman Zhuang Yun blurted out.

"No." Jiang Hailong replied immediately: "Master has not broken through the middle stage of Qi Condensation so far."

"Well, almost, almost, the whole process of Qi training focuses on the state of mind. He has been with the nobleman all year round, so he is naturally in a restless state of mind."

"By the way, you said you came to look for me? Why are you looking for me?" Layman Zhuang Yun said suddenly.

"Ask!" Jiang Hailong stood up, took two steps back, made a deep bow, and said, "Master asked me to ask!"

"Ask?" Layman Zhuang Yun was taken aback, then laughed loudly and said, "Ask me?"

"En." Jiang Hailong nodded seriously.

"What is Tao?" Layman Zhuang Yun asked again.

Jiang Hailong was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "This junior just doesn't know what 'Dao' is, so he came to see Master."

"But I don't know either!!" Layman Zhuang Yun spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Uh..." Hearing Zhuang Yun's answer, Jiang Hailong was completely speechless.

(End of this chapter)