Taoist endowment

Chapter 4 Master Dao wants to eat meat tonight

Snow-capped, decorated with Manshan Lihua.

In the past six months, Chen Jingyun has been practicing diligently. Except for going down the mountain to give lectures every five days, the rest of the time is spent on practice.

Now his lower dantian is filled with aura, and the aura that travels between his chest and abdomen when exhaling has also changed from the thickness of a hair earlier to the thickness of a little finger now.

This spiritual energy can not only nourish the viscera, but also travel between the muscles and bones. Now the boxing techniques he uses no longer need to be constrained by the shackles of the moves. , the power is more than ten times greater than before!
Today, on a whim, I practiced martial arts on the snowy ground in the back mountain.

But seeing the little Taoist rubbing his body and exerting strength, he was hunting in his green shirt with all his strength, the snow within three feet around him was swept away by the strong wind, his muscles and bones rumbled when he moved, the moves seemed slow but fast, between sending and receiving It seems that the antelope's horns are nowhere to be found.

The slender figure in that scene is really graceful and graceful, like a swimming dragon, and there is a certain demeanor in the movement and movement!

The floating clouds seem to be hidden by the running water, and Chen Jingyun's heart is like a mirror shining on his body.

After practicing martial arts for a long time, Chen Jingyun's moving figure suddenly stopped, his handsome face frowned slightly, as if he was not very satisfied with the talent's rehearsal.

After observing the heart for a long time, I suddenly saw the little Taoist priest's eyebrows stretched, his eyebrows beaming with joy, the corners of his knife-like mouth raised greatly, and he punched a huge boulder about ten feet high on the edge of the cliff in front of him!
With this punch, there was no strong wind blowing, no qi and blood boiling, and no muscular explosion. It was just a flat punch on the stone. At first, the boulder did not move at all. After a while, it exploded with a "bang!", like a rain of stones. shot into the low cliff behind him.

"It's done!" Chen Jingyun was secretly delighted, and with a long roar, he fell to the outside of the arena, and the snowballs on the trembling treetops fell down. Then he stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back and looked up at the mountains in the north, with a pair of star pupils gleaming fiercely. , The fierceness is beyond words!
After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his clenched fists and whispered to himself: "Not enough, it's too far away! Being an old man taught me to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and never give up on things that I'm not sure about." Come on, if we go now, I'm afraid he will jump out of the grave angrily and scold his mother!"

"Gulu!" There was a muffled sound in his abdomen, and Chen Jingyun turned back to the Taoist temple with a look of helplessness on his face.

After practicing this "Huang Ting Jing Jing", Chen Jingyun's martial arts practice has been increasing day by day, and today he has even glimpsed the true meaning of martial arts, and has advanced to the ranks of top masters.

In addition, he was assisted by spiritual energy, and at this time, even a dozen or twenty spiritual apes in their heyday would not be his opponents.

But as he practiced for a long time, his belly became more and more hungry.

With his previous appetite, it's not a problem to eat a pot of food for a day, and it's okay to be lazy and deal with it for two days.

Fortunately, a pot of white rice and a few dishes are only enough for one meal, and he is only half full.

There is no shortage of rice in Guanzhong, but he has already eaten all the dried vegetables and bacon and smoked sausage stored before winter.

He couldn't bear to bother the villagers at the bottom of the mountain. Now that he had eaten pickles for several days, he would eat rice.

Chen Jingyun naturally knows the reason why his food intake has increased recently. The foundation-building method of the "Huang Ting Jing" has been practiced by him to the level of absorbing spiritual energy and strengthening the internal organs. The five internal organs are nourished by spiritual energy, such as sharp ears and eyesight, light body, and longer breathing Chen Jingyun was delighted by the benefits such as stronger burst of qi and blood, and longer-lasting stamina.

But this enlarged internal organs are like a lynx growing into a giant tiger. A field mouse could satisfy its hunger earlier, but now it has to eat a fat pig for every meal.

"I'm afraid that the problem of diet will be resolved when the middle dantian has been opened up to achieve a small success in foundation building, so that the whole body's spiritual energy is full enough to feed back." Chen Jingyun estimated in his heart.

Looking at the rice and pickles on the dining table in front of him, Chen Jingyun was really absent-minded. After eating a pot of rice like chewing wax, he suddenly became angry and kicked over the bench beside him!He said harshly, "Master Dao, I want to eat meat tonight!"

If you want to eat meat, you naturally have to search for it in the deep mountains. This year, the snow has closed the mountains earlier, and the snow has accumulated deeper than in previous years. If you step on it, you can go straight to your waist. Ordinary hunters have already entered the mountains.

Without the hunters, the pheasants, hares, roe deer, tigers and leopards in this mountain are naturally tossing around to their heart's content. They don't know that the starving evil star is about to sharpen his sword and enter the mountain.

To do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Chen Jingyun rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the Taoist temple, and he actually found a set of exquisite clothes that seemed to be specially made for him by an old Taoist.

After some fiddling, except for throwing the green hero scarf aside, he put on everything else on his body.

But I saw the person in the mirror, wearing blue and black bodysuits, cowhide walking cloud shoes, a lotus root silk belt around the waist, rough linen leggings, fine iron wrist guards, a bearskin cloak, and a wine made of cooked sheepskin. The pouch is casually tied around the waist.

Coupled with his slender figure carved with a knife and an axe, and his handsome face as fair as jade, tsk tsk!What a hero!
After the rectification was done, Chen Jingyun slandered the old Taoist for his liking for the green turban, without stopping, jumped over the high wall of the Taoist temple, came to the edge of the low cliff in the back mountain, and submerged into the thin mountain between the mountains with one vertical leap. in the fog.

Chen Jingyun was joyful, a joy he had never experienced before, and he seemed to be one with the world when he emptied his mind.

The perception extends farther, and the control of spiritual power is more precise. He roars and runs among the boundless mountains and forests. The spiritual power is running, and the whole body is boiling with blood. Every step is ten feet, but only shallow marks are left under the feet.

After running for fifty or sixty miles like this, Chen Jingyun finally stopped and released the emotions he had suppressed for a long time. He felt much more relaxed, and even his improved martial arts realm was stabilized a bit.

The master has nothing to ask for when he is dying, but only wishes that his disciple can be safe and happy
"Hmph! Without you babbling, I don't know how happy Xiaodao is!" Chen Jingyun couldn't help snorting when thinking of the old Taoist who passed away.

The sun is setting, and the harvest is quite rich.

He captured three stupid pheasants alive, stunned two obese hares, killed a thick wild boar who dared to fight fiercely with him, and even kicked over a leopard.

Chen Jingyun hummed and didn't know where he heard the tune. He carried a pheasant and a hare on his back and dragged a leopard and boar to the edge of a spring.

The gurgling clear spring is entrained with water vapor, which looks extraordinarily clear in this icy and snowy field.

He found an open space by the spring, and with his inner strength, he spit out his palm, and the snow in a radius of Zhang Xu was swept away in a sweep. The wood gathered together and started a fire.

Seeing the flame rising, he drew out the dagger tied to the calf again, and with a light force, he cut off a thick pig hind leg, peeled the skin, scraped the oil, cleaned it, and set it on the fire to smoke it. After a while, the aroma was overflowing.

He is also a fastidious person, and he dug out the spices and salt in his pocket, spread them evenly, swallowed his saliva, and waited until the pork leg was roasted until the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and then he began to feast on it.

"Huh! Comfortable!" Chen Jingyun let out a breath of alcohol, and leaned on the broken tree beside him, humming comfortably.

After eating a roasted pork leg weighing fifty to sixty catties, it wasn't just the spirit that pleased me.

This wild boar is usually bent eastward and westward, and I don't know how much Zhicao Huangjing, so the essence is deposited in the flesh and blood. Now Chen Jingyun's strengthened viscera are able to separate a trace of essence when digesting the food. Among the qi and blood, people only feel warm and fumigated, which is very comfortable.

Chen Jingyun had an idea, and used his thoughts to guide a trace of essence, intending to incorporate it into the sea of ​​energy in his dantian.

The qi moves freely, and the essence qi moves smoothly in the meridians at the beginning, but when it enters the dantian, the spiritual energy in the dantian that used to be like arms and fingers in the past automatically separates out, and circles around the essence qi twice. It's like the head of a housewife meets a new concubine, she comes to comment, and then just wraps around, dispelling that trace of energy into nothing.

Chen Jingyun was speechless immediately, and said in his heart: "If you don't accept it, then you don't accept it. At worst, I will raise it outside. As for beating him to death with a stick?"

Don't do anything about it, don't get entangled, let the essence of the internal organs dissipate and dissociate into the blood of the whole body, and adjust the breath for a while before standing up.

After drinking and eating, he naturally had to do business. Chen Jingyun didn't plan to go back with only these prey.

He dragged the wild boar, leopard, and hare to the spring and quickly picked them up. He threw the marinated things on the ground, and let the blood flow away along the stream. Then he piled up the prey in the field. Then he was chained aside and allowed to flop around.

After everything was settled, he jumped onto a giant tree beside him, found a thick branch, wrapped it in a bearskin cloak, and fell asleep.

It turned out that the little Taoist was not greedy enough, so he became a fisherman, wanting a volunteer to take the bait.

(End of this chapter)