Chapter 87 Strange Legend
"Three flowers gather on the top!"
After Jing Shizhen said the name, she sighed, "It's so good to know this realm. It's been hundreds of years, and I haven't heard of anyone whose cultivation level can reach the top of the three flowers."
Why can’t break through, Su Xiaofan didn’t even ask this time, the question means that after the self-knowledge, these practitioners will not be able to enter the next level.
"Master, do we have the practice method of gathering three flowers on top?" Su Xiaofan felt that he could still work hard.
"Of course."
Jing Shizhen said: "Three flowers connect the three flowers. Sanhua refers to the sublimation of the human body's essence, qi, and spirit, and gathering the top is to combine the essence, energy, and spirit into one orifice in the entrance.
Break through the opening of this entrance, and you will be able to gather the three flowers at the top, and produce spiritual consciousness, that is to say, the yin and **** can be expected! "
When Jing Shizhen told Su Xiaofan these things, he was not afraid that Tong Dongjie would hear them. What he said was common sense, but the exercises he practiced were kept secret.
"Master, you have been practicing for so many years, but you still can't break through this profound entrance?"
After using the technique of observing qi, Su Xiaofan finally realized how strong the master's true qi is.
Since entering this foggy area, Su Xiaofan discovered that Master didn't use any weapon to protect himself, but pumped up his true energy to isolate the foggy area.
With Su Xiaofan's current cultivation level, it is also possible to do it, but he can only seal the hair follicles all over his body, and it is still a little bit difficult to protect the body with zhenqi like Uncle Jing.
As for Tong Dongjie, if he didn't use a magic weapon, he might have to use his hard work to carry it.
But just like what Jing Shizhen said, Tong Dongjie’s carrying it for three days is the limit, and he will be seriously ill if he goes out.
"It's not impossible to break through."
Jing Shizhen smiled wryly, "I've been practicing for most of my life, and I haven't even figured out where the entrance is. How can I break through?"
According to the cultivation method, when the cultivation base is reached, the entrance will appear by itself, and after breaking through, it will be the state where three flowers gather at the top.
But Jing Shizhen's cultivation base has been polished to perfection in the Great Zhoutian Realm, and there is no entrance to appear, and it has been stuck for decades.
"Master, don't worry, maybe we need an opportunity."
Seeing Uncle Jing's lost look, Su Xiaofan quickly comforted him.
"I don't know if there will be a porch in the future after accumulating the Da Zhou Tian Kung Fu?"
Su Xiaofan secretly guessed in his heart that the Little Zhoutian Kung Fu and Palm Lightning have reached their peak after being cultivated, and the Great Zhou Tian Kung Fu should be no exception.
It's a pity that Su Xiaofan's repair value is not enough now. After accumulating Palm Thunder, he is now worth 16 points of repair value, which is far from 100 points.
"If this opportunity doesn't come again, I'm about to die."
Jing Shizhen was depressed, and couldn't help complaining, thinking that he was also a genius in cultivation back then, but now he has become an old genius.
"Uncle Jing, it's the same with our ancient martial arts. After forging skin and bone, we can't continue."
Tong Dongjie said next to him: "It is very likely that there is a lack of heaven and earth that prevents practitioners from cultivating. This is determined by heaven and cannot be changed by humans."
Tong Dongjie’s statement is a commonly accepted statement in the practice circle at present. It’s not that everyone doesn’t work hard, it’s that God doesn’t take you to play, and no one can do anything about it.
Seeing Tong Dongjie and Jing Shizhen sighing there, Su Xiaofan hastily shifted his attention, pointed to a house, and said, "This house faces north and south, it seems like this is the only one in this village?"
"That's right, the whole village is just such a house facing north and south."
Sure enough, Su Xiaofan's words attracted Tong Dongjie's attention, "This house is also the most evil in the whole village, Xiaofan, have you seen the grand master's chair in that room?"
"I see, what's the matter?"
Su Xiaofan took a look at it with the technique of observing qi, and it was just an ordinary grand master's chair, the style should be from the Ming Dynasty, with a thick layer of dust on it.
Moreover, the material used for this grand master chair is definitely not good wood. The legs of the chair are already rotten and look dilapidated.
"Although this chair is made of ordinary materials, it is still an antique. Why hasn't someone moved it away?"
Su Xiaofan was a little strange, he saw some auras on the chair, obviously this object has existed for a long time.
"Many people came to Shuangmen Village to explore in the past, but none of them dared to take things from here."
Tong Dongjie pointed to the Taishi chair, and said: "This is the most evil object in Shuangmen Village. Not to mention that it has been moved away, most people dare not even sit on it. This chair is also known to sit on ghosts but not on people..."
Tong Dongjie has been to this Shuangmen Village for countless times, and he naturally knows the allusions and legends here clearly.
There are many strange incidents reported in Shuangmen Village, such as the mystery of the ghost face, the mystery of the upper body of the ghost, the mystery of the ghost photo, and the mystery of the Taishi chair.
People in Shuangmen Village will wear grimaces on their faces when they die and are buried. This is extremely rare in the burial customs of the Central Plains, but it is somewhat similar to the pharaoh's tomb.
In addition, the rule of Shuangmen Village is that people can only be buried in front of and behind their own houses when they die, so there are also sayings that masks are put on to suppress ghosts.
As for the Taishi chair, it is said that it has been placed here for decades, and those who dare to sit on it are now waist-high to the grave, and no one will be spared.
No one dared to even sit on it, let alone moved it away. If anyone moved this chair to his own home, he might not even dare to sleep at night.
"Brother Dong, do you still believe this?"
"I used to be unbelievers, but then I really died."
Tong Dongjie shook his head with a wry smile. He sent six designers to Shuangmen Village before, and all of them died here overnight.
At that time, there were other staff members who came with the designer. According to those people, all six designers used to sit on this chair during the daytime.
Of course, it may also be because other staff members did not spend the night in the village, but the evil nature of this Taishiyi is also rumored to be miraculous.
"I really want to see what a ghost looks like."
Su Xiaofan smiled, took off the backpack on his back, walked straight into the room, ignored the dust on the Taishi chair, and sat down on it.
"It's okay, it's uncomfortable to sit on."
Su Xiaofan patted the back of the chair and stood up, "Huh? Why does it have a strange smell? Master, there is no virus, right?"
Since the Great Zhoutian meridian was opened, Su Xiaofan's six senses have greatly improved, and his eyesight, hearing and sense of smell are very sensitive.
After standing up from the chair, he noticed a stench, as if it came from the chair.
Su Xiaofan is not afraid of ghosts, but he is afraid of some germs on the chair.
It was like the curse of the pharaoh's tomb, which was later confirmed to be a germ that had never been discovered, causing the death of all those who entered.
"Fizzy, I have to be careful when I come here, but you are not afraid of anything."
Jing Shizhen walked into the room, and also frowned, "This seems to be the smell left by some animal. Come out, don't stay in the room."
"I thought there were only ghosts, but I didn't expect the virus." Su Xiaofan walked out with a bitter face.
"Uncle Jing, what do you think?"
Tong Dongjie came here for a purpose, not to travel with the two of them, "Can you find the space crack?"
"It's impossible to find it during the day, too much sunlight will destroy the air mechanism of the fog."
Jing Shizhen shook his head and said, "The intensity of the mist will more than double at night, and we should be able to lock the location of the crack in space by then."
Glancing left and right, Jing Shizhen said: "I suspect that the space crack is near this house, and I feel a little restless here."
Six senses are stronger than ordinary people, and sometimes they are very sensitive to danger. Jing Shizhen feels a little crisis in his heart, and there seems to be something nearby that can threaten him.
"Then shall we live here at night?"
Tong Dongjie looked at the terrain and said, "This village is the largest in this yard. Let's set up our tent here."
The houses in Shuangmen Village are all built against the mountain, and most of them are just a small open space in front of the gate with a small yard.
But this house is not only the largest in the village, but also the yard in front of the door is forty to fifty square meters, and there is a well in the middle of the yard.
"Okay, then put up the tent first, and you can have a rest in the afternoon." Su Xiaofan agreed, and opened the backpack he had just put on the ground.
"Xiaofan, stay away from that well." Seeing Su Xiaofan taking the tent outside, Tong Dongjie hastily explained.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this well?" Su Xiaofan was taken aback when he heard this.
"I don't know if there is a problem, but there are also rumors about this well."
Tong Dongjie said: "Someone stayed at this house before, and he couldn't sleep at night and came to stroll in the yard, and saw a woman jumping in from the mouth of the well.
The man was startled, and quickly woke up the owner to check, but there was not even a ripple in the well water.
The owner of the house thought that the person had hallucinations, so they all went back to sleep, but the next morning, they found that the person was missing.
I searched all over the village, even looking for the way out of the surrounding mountains, but there was no sign of the man. Later, there were rumors that the man was swallowed by the well.
I don't know if it's true or not, but this well has a bad reputation, and Tong Dongjie doesn't want to get too close to it. If it wasn't for looking for space cracks, he wouldn't even want to live near this house.
"Sadako won't crawl out of this well."
Su Xiaofan was joking while setting up tents, and Tong Dongjie also came to help, and soon three tents were set up.
In those backpacks, Su Xiaofan couldn't imagine the abundance of supplies.
After setting up the tent, Tong Dongjie, as if by magic, first took out a small folding table, then an alcohol stove, a kettle, and three small reclining chairs.
Fill the pot with mineral water, put the pot on the alcohol stove, Tong Dongjie threw a piece of solid alcohol into the alcohol stove, and a pot of boiling water was boiled in a few minutes.
"Uncle Jing, Xiaofan, what do you drink?"
Tong Dongjie took out a box, "Coffee or tea? I brought some."
"Tea."
"coffee!"
Two different voices sounded, the difference between the young and the old is here.
"Brother Dong, you still enjoy it."
Sitting on the recliner and drinking coffee, looking at the quiet mountain village in front of him, Su Xiaofan actually felt very comfortable.
(end of this chapter)