Holy Bone

Chapter 92 Planting Pears
The night is cool.

Under the moonlight, Jin An sat cross-legged on the roof.

It gave Gu Yue Haokong the mood that the immortal asked.

call--

Jin An exhaled, put away his five internal organs to breathe in and out, and slowly opened his eyes and woke up from sitting quietly with his eyes closed.

As he received the energy, he swallowed the five-colored smoky air between his nose and mouth. After two days, he swallowed a total of eight calming pills, and his cultivation base was completely consolidated.

Completely gain a firm foothold in the early stages of Qi practice.

From then on, he was also an orthodox Taoist Qi practitioner.

And the price of it all.

Strengthening the Dingling Pill cost him three hundred Yinde.

Yesterday, for the first time, he spent [-] yin virtues with the seal, but the effect was not very obvious. It was not until the second time that the seals consumed his [-] yin virtues, which greatly improved the efficacy of the Dingling Pill.

Now all his belongings are only three hundred and five hundred and eighty-eight.

Although Jin An didn't know how effective the original Dingling Pill was, he felt that with only eight Dingling Pills, he was able to enter the early stage of Qi training in one fell swoop, which is enough to show that the efficacy of the medicine has improved significantly. .

After all, if Taoist qi practitioners were so good at entering, would there really be so many qi practitioners on that day?Wouldn't it be worth it?
Moreover, what he practiced was the "Secret Biography of the Five Viscera" which was twice the result with half the effort.The five internal organs Taoist didn't achieve much until he was 54 years old. One can imagine how difficult this five internal organs fairy temple is for other Qi practitioners.

The five-year-old Taoist was a Taoist boy at the age of five.

Two years to sharpen the heart.

Another two years of beating up the muscles.

It took five years to sense the spirit of heaven and earth.

Another ten years to step into the threshold.

And he Jin An, enshrined all things in the world as gods, it took only two days and eight calming pills to achieve it!

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The night wind blew slowly across his face.

At this time, Jin An closed his eyes and stood up. He overlooked the entire Changxian County and had a panoramic view of the calm Changxian County under the moonlight.

With this kind of broad vision, Jin An suddenly had a broad vision and mind of the mountains.

I can't wait to make a loud whistle.

To vent the turbulent and unrestrained emotions in the heart.

Fortunately, Jin An stopped his middle two behavior in time.

He felt that he must have just broken through the cultivation base, people will forget his surname, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, Jin An, you must be low-key, low-key, low-key, and say important things three times.

A man has to be stubborn and make a fortune in silence, so that he can be stinky for thousands of years... Ah, I'm still a pure and big boy, how can I compare to those stinky men who are already unclean!
Because of the curfew, at night, the ancient buildings in the entire Chang County sank into a blur, dark outlines, separated from each other so far that it was not even clear where the boundary of the city wall was.

It's like the dividing line between yin and yang has become blurred at this moment.

However, in the dark night sky of Changxian County, there is only one place where the lights are still bright, as bright as day.

From a distance, it is as conspicuous as a torch in the night.

And that direction is the Wenwu Temple in Changxian County.

Qingming is approaching.

Tomorrow is the Qingming Temple Fair.

The Changxian Temple Fair is finally coming.

Wen Mo Temple stayed up all night.

In the past month or so, many things have happened to him, and the bizarre experiences in the past month have completely subverted the cognition of the physical world of Jin'an, a young man who grew up under socialism... He looked up at Gu Yue. , Jin Anxin sighed.

In Taoism, there is Zhang Zhenren, the founder of Taoism's inner alchemy, who entered the Dao with martial arts, and finally broke the void and ascended during the day.

In the end, he entered the Dao with martial arts and became a martial artist, Xuan Chao Wuji.

In fact, Jin An also has his own selfishness... Even though he has practiced hard now and entered the martial arts of the Jianghu martial arts, he is still far from being a martial arts immortal like Zhang Zhenren, who can shatter the void and return to his previous life trajectory. The gap is still there. A million points away.

The gap is probably as far away as humans fly out of the Milky Way...

Thinking of this, Jin An lowered his eyes and looked at the old pear tree in the yard with a goat tied to it.

In the third month of the Qingming lunar calendar, it is the time when the pear trees are blooming.

I saw that the whole courtyard was full of the fragrant and fragrant fragrance of pear blossoms, and the flowers were white in color, like snowflakes, overflowing with fragrant flowers.

For example, the famous dessert pear flower paste, which uses pear flower as a natural flavor.

Not only can it add color.

It is also sweet and delicious, and the entrance is sweet.

At this time, the greedy sheep stretched its neck and tongue from time to time to tease and tug at the pear flower petals on the branches of the pear tree that were hanging relatively low.

Jin An laughed out loud when he watched the funny look of the greedy sheep trying to stretch his neck and try to steal pear blossoms.

"Old Daoist, do you want to eat pears now?"

Jinan jumped off the roof.

In the yard, under the bright and clear moon tonight, the old Taoist who was working hard to draw a piece of yellow talisman, intending to take advantage of tomorrow's temple fair to sell a lot of money, finally raised his head and bowed his head a little stiff when he heard Jin An's words. neck.

"Little brother, are you too cold at the heights and fooled by the night wind? You can pull it down. It's spring now, and the pear blossoms will not bear fruit until May to September."

The old Taoist expressed disbelief.

"And even if there are pears to sell now, even if you ignore the curfew, little brother, where can you find someone to sell you pears in the middle of the night?"

Jin An laughed loudly, walked under the old pear tree in the yard, looked up at the pear tree canopy like snowflakes dotted with the stars: "Old Taoist priest, if you want to eat a big pear tonight, help me carry a bucket. water."

After Jin An said this, the old Taoist greedy worm had already come up.

He put down the sceptical pen in his hand, and then used cinnabar to press the yellow talisman to prevent it from being blown away by the night wind.

After a while, Huchihuchi brought a bucket of water.

When the old Taoist priest put the wooden bucket filled with water at Jin An's feet, he saw Jin An pick up the water gourd, scoop up a ladle of water, and pour it on the roots of the old pear tree.

"long."

"long."

"long."

Jin An shouted three times in a row, but the old Taoist was dumbfounded to see that the pear blossoms on the old pear tree had completed the spring and summer replacement in less than a few breaths, and the pear blossoms had grown into three big pears.

Originally tied under the old pear tree, the greedy sheep, who was trying to stretch his neck and stretch his tongue to hook the petals of pear blossoms, was caught off guard, and happened to bite a big pear in one bite.

The greedy sheep was caught off guard, its mouth was directly stuck by the big pear, and the sheep's hoof poked and scratched against the mouth, but unfortunately the sheep's hoof couldn't be as flexible as a human hand, it couldn't get rid of the big pear stuck in its mouth. , I was so anxious that I snorted white gas through my nose.

Looking at the greedy sheep who was tricked by him, Jin An smiled.

However, in the end, he took the initiative to help the greedy sheep to remove the pear stuck in his mouth. In order to vent his anger, the greedy sheep nibbled at the pear.

Click, click, click.

Juice splashes.

Sweet and sweet.

The more the greedy sheep eats, the more fragrant it is, and it will be eaten by three and five, and then continue to work hard to stretch its neck and want to eat another pear.

At this time, the old Taoist dubiously picked a pear by himself. He didn't pay attention to whether it was dirty or not. He rubbed the Taoist robe a few times, clicked, and took a bite.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up.

"No, this pear doesn't look like a Sydney pear unique to Changxian County. How does it look? It's a bit like the Dongguo pear that I have eaten only from the northern border of Mobei?"

(End of this chapter)