Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 15 Cultivation
"Looking leisurely at the misty white clouds flying, sitting alone in a thatched hut covering the bamboo doors.

Happy to use the staff to sing the fragrant path, and happy to bring the piano to Cuiwei.

There is no part of me in the field of tongue and tongue, right and wrong are few in the world.

Fame and fortune have no calculations in their minds, and fighting is not heard..."

In the early morning, the forest in Beishan is misty and the clouds are dense. Liu Qiao is dressed in linen and straw shoes, with a bamboo stick and a bamboo hat, and is carrying a bamboo basket. He gathers herbs and sings loudly.

Picking sealwort, digging kudzu root, red sage root, any health-preserving medicine with a little bit of vitality, just put it into a bamboo basket as soon as you see it.

It has been a few months since the first practice, and it can be regarded as a small achievement, so Liu Qiao is happy with the progress of the practice and feels quite refreshed.

Because for several months, the demons of Nanshan hadn't come to make trouble. I don't know if they didn't see it or didn't care about it, so Liu Qiao relaxed his vigilance, climbed the cliff and crossed the ridge, and sang loudly.

There is no way, practice is lonely, it is too boring to be alone, there is no one to talk to, and if you don't sing some poems, Liu Qiao is afraid that after he becomes a fairy, he will not even be able to speak.

As for practice, I don't know if Liu Qiao is a genius who is once in a million years, or if the immortal art is really so easy to practice, anyway, it is called a rapid progress.

As the saying goes, one year of enlightenment, two years of self-cultivation, three years of foundation building, six years of alchemy, after the alchemy, three years of breastfeeding (terms), nine years of facing the wall to reduce the anger of alchemy, and then ascend to immortality .

But Liu Qiao did not have this process at all. If there is a realm in practice, he feels that he is breaking through every day. In the past few months, he has broken through hundreds of realms.

Alas, genius is such a miracle.

Since he understood the heavenly scriptures and began to practice, he had only three days of practice before he could feel it. Since then, he has been making progress every day, even though it is hard work to refine lead and mercury.

The so-called self-cultivation is to make fakes come true. What dragons and tigers, hurdles and golden pills are in the mind are all imagined. Water and fire refer to the heart and kidneys, and the five elements refer to the five internal organs.

The process of self-cultivation is to control the five internal organs with the mind and imagination, and gradually refine this falsehood into reality.

As a modern person, Liu Qiao is no more ignorant than the ancients. Although he dare not say that he is smarter than the ancients, his mind is extremely clever, and he has long understood this principle of cultivation.

For example, a person is healthy at first, but an authoritative doctor tells him “you have a heart attack” after going through various scientific examinations. This person is not sick at first, but falls into self-doubt every day.

After believing that he has a heart disease, he will worry every day and think about his heart every day. The more he thinks about it, the more problems he has and the more he feels distressed. As time changes, he is really sick, and there is a high probability of heart disease. This is the thought The magic of ideas.

The so-called practice is also the same principle. Where does the law come from out of thin air? Where does the power come from in the body? But refining the fake is true, believing that the five internal organs are evergreen, blending the five internal organs, and strengthening the five internal organs. Then practice it into a real innate qi.

"Oh, it's just a little strange. I am breaking through the realm every day, and I feel more and more real, but why have I never had the legendary mana..."

Thinking of this, Liu Qiao was a little distressed. On the one hand, he was puzzled, and on the other hand, he was worried that something went wrong in the practice, and he went crazy.

This is actually the disadvantage of practicing alone, without friends and seniors (as for Jiang Shang's hot chicken Taoism, just pretend that he doesn't exist), giving advice, you can only practice blindly.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore. Liu Qiao came back to the cave all the way, picking and picking the medicines he picked. The ones from the previous year were directly processed, steamed and dried nine times, and the young shoots were carried in the medicine field.

"Huh...huh..."

In the medicine field, sweating like rain and dancing with a hoe, there was a whistle in the sky, and a large cloud of black smoke flashed across.

Liu Qiao was used to the monster flying overhead.

Every few days, this monster always flies over Beishan against the wind, and goes to the countryside of Dengzhou to take some mortals' full stomachs, and black smoke billows every time.

Thinking that every time the evil spirit flashes, mortals will be eaten, Liu Qiao is also itching his teeth with hatred, but the legendary magic power has not been cultivated, and the Taoism has not progressed, so it can only be that there is more than enough heart but not enough power.

As long as he is out of sight and out of mind, the demon lives on the southern mountain, and he sits on the northern mountain, each going his own way. Now he has no power to subdue the demon, and he dare not fight fiercely.

It's just that sometimes, you don't cause trouble, but trouble comes to you.

Today, the demon flew to Beishan in a gust of black wind, but he didn't come out to catch mortals to eat. Instead, he hovered a black smoke above Liu Qiao's head, as if he was observing.

Liu Qiao was very nervous, but now that he had been seen, he couldn't escape, so he pretended not to know, still facing the loess and back to the sky, using the hoe to shovel the ground.

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from behind, sending chills down the spine and making one's hair stand on end.

Liu Qiao was more or less prepared, although he was flustered, but his hands and feet were not confused, he turned the hoe and hit back.

Just at this time, a pale palm, about the size of a cattail fan, stretched out from the top of the cloud, and it was about to catch Liu Qiao.

But Liu Qiao shoveled it with a backhand hoe, and there was a sudden "click" and the sound of tendons breaking.

He shoveled that hand so that his five fingers turned upside down, his skin was torn apart, and only a few tendons were left hanging.

"hiss…"

The painful person on the head of the cloud took a deep breath of air-conditioning, and was too busy to hold back his hands.

"What an evil beast, the poor Taoist doesn't come to trouble you, but you dare to touch the Taoist brow..."

Before the voice fell, it was Liu Qiao who learned the old routine again, and threw out the heavy and heavy hoe as a hidden weapon, hitting the retracted pale hand.

After throwing down the hoe, Liu Qiao didn't even look at it. He stroked his robe and turned around to hide in the cave.

It's just that this time the monster obviously didn't fight like the Nine Lives monster, it directly turned into a gust of wind, avoiding the hoe, and a ball of monster wind whirled and fell to the ground.

Instantly withdrew his supernatural powers, the black smoke dispersed, and a ten-foot-tall figure appeared on the spot.

Good monster, see how it grows:
With an indigo complexion, disheveled hair, scattered and pointed eyebrows, eyes like snakes with vertical pupils, fierce light bursts out between glances.

Two fangs protrude a few inches from the lip, the beard under the jaw looks like a steel needle, the green brocade clothes, the toga with large sleeves.

"Hmph... where are you a savage from? You dare to go to a certain family's fairyland to practice and practice. I treat you as a humble reptile and ignore it. How dare you sing some nonsense tunes, disturbing the eyes and ears of a certain family, and making a certain family not quiet..."

The demon was holding a long spear, the mouth of the bowl was thick, and the whole body was black, with only a silver gleaming blade, and a red cherry on top. Seeing Liu Qiao dodging into the cave, he cursed at the entrance of the cave:
"The thief said, come out quickly and die, if you don't come out again, grandpa will directly set fire to your thief's cave, and tell you to die so hard to get a whole body..."

After Liu Qiao entered the cave, he bowed to the patriarch three times in a calm manner, and took the sword that was offered in the divine table.

He looked at the demon's eyes, no matter how nervous he was, he couldn't show it on his face, and shouted: "Don't shout, that demon, Daoist is a merciful and benevolent Lord, I think it is not easy for you to practice, retreat quickly, and I can spare you Life."

"Ah bah...Which one wants you to spare? Stop talking big, don't make too much noise, just fight..." The demon laughed so hard that he fell down.

Instead, he changed his face quickly, his eyes shot fiercely, and he shot Liu Qiao straight with his spear.

"I am in charge of explaining Taoism, Yuxu Yuanshi Tianzun is as urgent as a law...Good luck and good fortune, the sword is at the forefront..."

Liu Qiao held the sword in his hand, pointing at the sword in one hand, chanted a mantra and pressed the imaginary seal of Qimen Dunjia, only to hear the sound of "Zheng" and the sword became bright and beautiful in an instant.

The demon came at a high speed, and danced a flower gun, straight to Liu Qiao's throat, Liu Qiao swung his sword to block it, you come and go, it's really a good fight.

A gun is like plum blossoms raining, like a phoenix piercing flowers, a sword dance is round and airtight, and there is only the sound of "clang clang clang clang..." the clash of gold and iron.

Liu Qiao bowed and hid his sword, and the demons blocked them. Both of them had extraordinary martial arts skills, and they pointed at the vital points.

However, after fighting for more than ten rounds, the superior and inferior will be judged.

Liu Qiaoxian's family taught him secret martial arts, although the demon's bravery is extraordinary, but the martial arts is a wild way of his own, not as good as Liu Qiao's swordsmanship combining reality and reality, killing the demon sweats profusely.

After more than ten rounds, the monster was already in danger, and was almost stabbed by Liu Qiao several times. Seeing that martial arts could not win, he wanted to cast a spell to escape, but was enveloped by the sword light and couldn't escape.

"Hush..."

After all, the demon was in a hurry, and hurriedly made an opening, feinted a shot, and then spewed black smoke, trying to regain the upper hand.

When Liu Qiao saw it flaunting its tricks, he became vigilant, and suddenly the demon exhaled black smoke, but he could see clearly, the smoke was nothing but a deception, but the real killer move was a big red bead in the smoke.

The good Liu Qiao, who saw it clearly, jumped up and made a somersault in the air, just avoiding the red bead, and slashed at the demon's head with a sword, wanting to give it a sword head.

"what…"

The demon turned pale with fright, but was too late to dodge. He hurriedly raised his arm to block the sword, and there was a crisp "click", which was really powerful. The sword sliced ​​through, and the skin was ripped apart, and one arm was ripped apart, and the bones were visible in the depths.

But the red bead hit the cliff at once, with a loud sound of "Bump...", the stones were splashed everywhere, and a hole about Zhang Xu was made, more than ten feet deep, countless stones and smoke splashed everywhere.

"It's amazing. I don't know what kind of treasure it is. If I hadn't dodged it just now, I would have been smashed to pieces and paid for it immediately..." Liu Qiao said in amazement.

It was also the movement of the landslide and rock crack that attracted Liu Qiao's attention, and the demon didn't dare to fight back anymore, so he hurriedly jumped up on the cloud head.

Holding the injured arm that was only connected by tendons, his face was distorted in pain, he opened his mouth, took back the treasure, gave Liu Qiao a bitter look, and left in a black smoke.

Before leaving, he still did not forget to say harsh words: "That thug said, don't be complacent, grandpa just forgot to put on his cloak because he was careless for a while. When I get home, I'll have a full meal, put on my armor, and fight again..."

———The text of this chapter is over

This battle was recorded in "Fengshen Yanyi", which was continued by Li Yunxiang in later generations:
Taoist swords are sharp, demon spears are ruthless, ghosts and gods worry, one is the real hero of the devil king in the world, and he is a ruthless man, and the other is the cultivation in the nameless cave, the founder of Yuxu secret transmission...

The steel gun throws electric flames, and the back and forth shakes the bullfight.The sword writhes and maneuvers itself, dancing in the air like a flying qiu.

The momentum is like thunder, the mountain is full of ghosts and monsters hiding their heads, guns and swords are ringing and whizzing, the two families are fiercely fighting together, I don't know which steel is stronger and which is soft...

　Because I wrote this kind of confrontation in the past, many readers responded that I couldn’t understand it and it was boring. I don’t write it now, and some people responded that "it doesn’t have that flavor" and "it’s not like a classic novel about gods and demons". I can only make a compromise. I wrote the antithesis under the main text. Those who don’t like to read it can just read the vernacular of the main text.Another thing is that during the new book period, if there is no accident, it will be updated every day, and the two chapters will be reduced to one chapter, which is a large chapter of three to four thousand words.

　　
　
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