Laoshan Taoist Chapter 117: Only love words hurt the most
Wang Yan’s current realm is the realm of refining the gods and still being vacant. The vitality cultivation base is depleted, and the realm will not fall. It is precisely because the realm is placed here, so no matter how serious the depletion is, it can be in a short period of time. restore.
Of course, the prerequisite is that he didn't hurt the source of the golden core.
When I was cultivating supernatural powers in Laoshan Mountain, although my cultivation level had increased in seven years, it still hasn't broken the divine refining and the middle stage.
From this, we can see how difficult the road to practice in the future is!
Wang Yan recovers according to the energy of the sting dragon sleeping pill, and adjusts his work and rest time back to the state before practicing. During the day, he either practices the magical power of descending the dragon and the tiger, or goes to the mountain to collect medicine, and sleeps to recuperate at night.
After all, how can all this great time be wasted on sleeping? Jin Dan's recovery is not a matter of overnight, and there is no urgency.
Take advantage of this time, just to delve into the method of subduing the dragon and the tiger.
This class is not only about defeating large beasts and monsters, but also about taming the beasts, and can easily control dragons and tigers.
For example, in ancient times, Emperor Xuanyuan passed a certain mountain and saw a strong man driving a fierce tiger to carry firewood to open the way. Another example is the story of Zhou Chu's killing the tiger and killing the tiger. That was the initial stage of this gate.
If you can master this method, the power it will bring is endless!
It's just that there is no master's guidance at the moment, and relying solely on his own comprehension, the progress is naturally very slow. Wang Yan does not dare to rush for success, mainly for stability.
Besides, he will always pay attention to the changes in the city, visit the West Lake every once in a while, and use the candle dragon mirror to listen for news.
It's been more than two months, and the lady still doesn't appear, which makes him quite suspicious that she may have completely left.
Although he thought so in his heart, he was still not ready to leave. Once the golden core hadn't fully recovered, he also wanted to wait a little longer.
In the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, a heavy snow swelled, dyeing the sky and the earth all white, and the north wind whistling, although it is bitterly cold, but at the end of the New Year’s Eve, every household has firecrackers, and people’s hearts are scorching hot~IndoMTL.com~ Welfare] Give you a cash red envelope! Follow the vx public [Book Friends Base Camp] to receive it!
Since the practice of practice, Wang Yan has spent the New Year in the mountains. The brothers and sisters who have relatives will take leave and go home at this time, reunion and warmth.
As for myself, sitting with the remaining brothers, and even the master, having a meal and talking about each other, the atmosphere is active, but it is not lonely.
This year’s New Year’s Eve, although Wang Yan is alone, fortunately, he was used to it. He went shopping on the street that day and then returned to the cave.
This cave in Qixialing has now become his home in Yuhang Mansion. Wang Yan named it Qingfeng Cave. It has no special meaning, mainly because it is easy to speak, and recently, cold wind is often flowing in from all sides.
On New Year’s Eve, the snow has stopped and the wind has not stopped.
In Qingfeng Cave, Wang Yan burned a bonfire for lighting.
On the stone table, there are melons, fruits, coriander, wine, the chief seat, and incense candles and other offerings. First worship the heaven and the earth, and then worship the patriarch, with thoughtful etiquette.
After finishing all this, Wang Yan started drinking by himself.
"Master! Another year, the disciple of this glass of wine respects you first!"
Wang Yan held a wine glass and came outside the cave. Despite the cold wind raging, he remained motionless, facing the direction of Laoshan Mountain in the east, and said with a toast.
This festival has a special meaning for everyone in the world. There is also a peach festival in the heaven, let alone the world?
"God, how unfair you are! Since you can no longer marry the British and Taiwan in this life, it is better to die, but it is painful!"
After paying homage to the master who is far away in Laoshan, I thought of the lady, and poured a glass of wine again, and was about to toast to each other, but at this moment, complaints came from the top of Qingfeng Cave, and the voice came with the wind, very clear .
Wang Yan was startled, and he leaned out of the cave and looked up.
It was dark, but he could see clearly that a handsome man was standing on the edge of a mountain, holding a hip flask in his hand, and slammed it down immediately.
Wang Yan hurriedly retracted his body, stretched out his hand and peeked out, firmly grasped the jug in his hand, shook it, and the jug was empty.
"Who is it? High-altitude parabolic, is there any quality?"
Wang Yan spit out, in fact, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
Listening to this man's words, it's obvious that one can't think of jumping off a cliff.
But not everyone can have the protagonist's life, jump off the cliff without dying, and find the martial arts secrets, so as to rise against the sky and sling everything.
Young people are impulsive. This is a common thing. As long as you calm down and think carefully, you will feel that you are really stupid at home.
In addition, this man didn't look for a good place to jump off the cliff, he was looking for death in front of his door, and it was still such a lucky day, how could he tolerate it!
"Oh! Since ancient times, the passionate and spare hatred, this hate will never end! British Taiwan, we...goodbye in the next life..."
After the man finished speaking, tears fell on his cheeks, and his whole body immediately leaned forward.
A strong sense of weightlessness came, and the man closed his eyes and opened his arms, as if his heart was ashamed. He saw everything and fell sharply.
However, the expected severe pain did not come as expected. Instead, I felt the speed of the fall slowed down, seeming to be lifted up by a reverse gentle force.
"Bang..."
With a muffled noise, the man landed on his **** and opened his eyes suddenly.
The first thing that catches the eye is a pile of bonfires, followed by stone tables and stools, and even the fruit wine on the table. This turned out to be a natural cave.
He did not fall under the cliff, nor did he fall to death.
"Is there anything I can't think of, I have to die?"
Wang Yan's voice sounded from the rear, and the man turned his head in fright.
"Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"
Looking at Wang Yan, the man couldn't help but ask, with a complaint in his tone, as if they were asking for trouble to save him.
This person is drunk and drunk.
"Who is poor is important! The important thing is that you, your body, your skin, and your parents. You don't cherish your life so much, but you are worthy of your parents and relatives? Have you ever thought about your death, what should they do? ?"
Wang Yan's words were sonorous and powerful, and the man was taken aback.
"Mother! I can't help you..."
After a moment of silence, the man burst into tears.
"Oh! A misfortune will become an eternal hate~ IndoMTL.com~ You look like a scholar, but how can you be so unreasonable? There is always a solution to the great difficulties, why bother Embark on this dead end."
Wang Yan was enlightened, and now he looks like an elder.
In fact, this is true. According to age, this person is at most in his early twenties, and his true age cannot be overstated.
"Dao Master! You saved me, I am very grateful to Xia Xia, but Tao Xia will not understand the pain point of Xia Xia when he introduces a person who is a monk!"
The man patted his butt, leaned on the stool, and sat down slowly.
"I'm so stupid. For three years, my classmate did not know her true face of Lushan. She was deeply affectionate for me. I actually... still treat her as a close friend and brother. I'm so stupid. It's ridiculous! Hahahaha ..."
The man picked up the hip flask on the table again and took two sips.
When I heard this, Wang Yan basically understood what was going on. There are 80,000 characters in the world, and only the character "love" hurts the most!