Chapter 77: Time is ruthless, and I asked alone! [Second update, please vote for me! 】
Su Zhenzi died.
Time seems to have been clicked on the accelerator button, rushing forward in a hurry.
ten years.
Twenty years.
Thirty years.
Thirty years of Longxing rule passed in a blink of an eye.
The ‘Jianlong Era’ became history.
Emperors have changed from generation to generation, and eras have changed. Daliang has experienced two prosperous generations, Jianyan and Longxing, and has inevitably entered a cycle from prosperity to decline.
After the prosperous times.
After barely holding on for another eighty-seven years, it finally became difficult to maintain and suddenly collapsed, marking the end of the Zheng family dynasty.
A century-old dynasty.
A thousand-year-old family.
The iron-clad Bao Zhilin.
Despite the rise and fall and the changes of dynasties, Baozhilin has always stood firm and has not fallen down for 230 years.
One hundred and seventeen years ago.
Chen Jichuan, Sun Sihai, and Jin Sheng flew thousands of miles to Feixian Mountain to kill the demon Daoqi Zhenzi.
Then they practice individually.
Chen Jichuan still traveled around the mountains and rivers, and studied in depth the seven or eight secret techniques he learned from the Theosophy Temple, such as the "Secret of Tongyou", the "Plowshare Curse" and the "Thousand Jin Drag Mountain Squeezing Technique".
A lot has been gained.
Traveling around, seeing the Taoism of various schools, constantly accumulating and learning, the Taoism learned gradually increased, and the Taoism became deeper.
But maybe his physical body is too strong. Even if his soul is strong, Chen Jichuan still has difficulty in making his soul break away from his physical body and reach the state of leaving the body.
Fortunately, he was cultivating all three of them at the same time. He was stuck in Taoism, but his internal and external skills were improving by leaps and bounds.
a hundred years ago.
Panzhao and Panya passed away in Baozhilin Courtyard and slept under the warm sunshine of spring.
Four years later.
Jin Shenggu flew back to Baozhilin, saw Chen Jichuan for the last time, closed his eyes, and left the world.
Seventy years ago.
Sun Sihai, the ‘Fist that Rules the Mountains and Rivers’, failed to break through the transformation energy and was stuck at the ninth level.
Before his death, he appeared in Baozhilin, led his disciples in boxing, and practiced the seventy-two skills of the Chen family one by one. Then he stood in the school grounds and never opened his eyes again.
This year.
Sun Sihai is one hundred and forty-six years old.
Chen Jichuan is one hundred and twelve years old, with a bone age of sixty-five.
same year.
Chen Jichuan's physical strength has broken through eight levels, and his inner strength has broken through eight levels. However, Taoism still remains at the sixth level, and his soul cannot leave his body.
Time is ruthless.
Old friends grow old.
Chen Jichuan asked alone.
……
This day.
Qianshan in Dai County.
In the forest.
Two little Taoist boys came over carrying food boxes.
One of the little Taoist boys with thick eyebrows and big eyes, ‘Qingfeng’, asked curiously: “I heard that the founder stayed in the cave for nine years. Isn’t he bored?”
"What is this?"
"The Patriarch is a god-like figure. Even the patron is very respectful. Every time he opens his eyes and closes his eyes, it lasts for dozens of spring and autumn years. Nine years is still a short time."
‘Ming Yue’ is so delicate and looks like she is not surprised.
"Wow!"
"So powerful?"
Qingfeng's mouth opened up and her eyes widened, obviously shocked.
This was his first time to deliver food to this legendary ancestor. In the past, he had only heard it mentioned by his senior brothers. There were all kinds of explanations, but he couldn't understand them, and he didn't have a specific idea.
Now that he is coming here and is about to meet the founder, Qingfeng is even more curious——
Even the patron must be respectful.
Facing the wall for nine years and not coming out.
Such a legendary figure is extremely lethal to Taoist boys of Qingfeng and Mingyue's age.
"That is."
"Just watch later. Outside the cave where the Patriarch retreats, there are two mountain guardian beasts. They guard the Patriarch and prevent evil spirits from harming him."
Mingyue raised her little face and hummed.
Ming Yue was very proud to be able to show off in front of her friends and see Qingfeng's dumbfounded look.
"And there are the sacred beasts guarding the mountain?"
"You can't eat people, right?"
Qingfeng was frightened and imagined a scene in her mind of a ferocious monster with a big mouth and eating a little boy like him with tender skin and tender flesh in one bite.
He was so frightened that he trembled all over.
"Okay, okay."
"How can a mythical beast eat people?"
Mingyue chuckled and patted Qingfeng's shoulder to comfort her slightly.
Two little boys were walking on the mountain path. One was elated and the other was startled. They jumped up and down to the upper part of the middle peak of Wuzhi Peak at the western foot of Qianshan Mountain, outside a natural stone cave not far from the top.
Look from afar.
Outside the cave, I saw two little tigers lying on the left and right, with tiger heads and tiger heads, which were very cute. Sometimes the two little tigers were playing around, and sometimes they were bored and stared at the sky in a daze.
Qingfeng looked at the two little tigers and turned to look at Mingyue: "Brother, are these the sacred beasts that guard the mountain?"
"Yeah."
"They are obedient."
Mingyue grinned, took out two pieces of meat from her arms, and called to the two little tigers: "Xiao Shou, Xiao Shan, come here quickly, I'll bring you food again!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The two little tigers roared twice, then ran over and ate the two pieces of meat. Then they each licked both sides of Ming Yue's little face, making Ming Yue giggle and lick. His saliva was wet, so he turned around, shook his butt, hummed and returned to guard the entrance of the cave.
Qingfeng looked at Envy and thought to himself: "When I come here next time, I will also bring meat to Xiaoshou Xiaoshan."
Just thinking about it.
Mingyue pulled him forward and placed two heavy food boxes at the entrance of the cave.
Qingfeng took the opportunity to timidly look towards the entrance of the cave.
I saw that it was bright inside the cave, with holes drilled through it that shed sunlight.
Among them, a Taoist priest in clean clothes was sitting upright in the cave, facing the stone wall, with his legs bent, pinching the white crane with both hands, looking straight up, and his five hearts facing the sky in meditation.
Qingfeng was fascinated by what he saw, feeling that the Taoist in the cave gave him a very comfortable feeling, and inexplicably wanted to take another look.
"Stop looking!"
It was Mingyue pulling him again before he came back to his senses.
He quickly picked up the empty food box placed aside and trotted down the mountain.
On the way down the mountain.
Qingfeng asked Mingyue: "Brother, was that the ancestor just now?"
"Yes."
"Does it look like an immortal?"
Mingyue nodded and asked again.
"Like."
Qingfeng thought for a while and nodded affirmatively, but couldn't help but ask: "Did the Patriarch just stay in trance in the cave for nine years?"
"Of course not."
"What you just saw is when the Patriarch enters concentration. After entering concentration, the Patriarch will stand up, perform a few sets of very majestic and powerful boxing techniques, and then continue to visualize and enter concentration."
Mingyue carried the food box and made a few humming and heying gestures, looking quite lively.
Qingfeng also followed suit.
The two little Taoist boys were fighting and quarreling, disappeared into the forest at the end of the road, and disappeared again.
……
At night.
Chen Jichuan stood up again, performed the Wind Chasing Palm, walked a few steps on the plum blossom pile, moved his body bones, and wiped away the fatigue accumulated in meditation.
Then he turned his head and continued to meditate and enter concentration.
nine years ago.
Chen Jichuan traveled all over the mountains and rivers in the north and south, and felt that he had accumulated enough, but he suffered from the difficulty of advancing in Taoism.
So he returned to Dai County.
Come to Baozhilin Taoist Temple's "Eternal Life Temple" and face the wall.
This retreat lasted for nine years.
For nine years.
He sorted out everything he had learned in his life, accumulated it in himself, and realized that his martial arts and Taoism had improved, becoming far more condensed and solid than before.
More than three thousand days and nights.
Comb through.
Sufficient precipitation.
Chen Jichuan had a premonition that his soul would leave his body tonight!
……
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