NOVEL NEXT Chapter 26 People get drunk
At that time, if they want to listen to the mysterious method, the three of them will have to choose to go with the public to Lingxu Cliff to listen.
After all, it is up to the individual to be led into the practice by the master. Once he officially embarks on the practice, he needs to rely entirely on himself.
The basic mystical methods and medicinal liquids will be provided by Lingxu Cave. As for the subsequent teaching of methods and answering doubts, they will all be concentrated.
After all, even the elders in the sect still have to practice and do not have so much time and energy to teach each disciple individually.
Unless you can stand out from a group of disciples, be favored by a certain elder, and be accepted as a direct disciple.
"Soon, the three of you will go to Lingxu Cliff to listen to the mysterious magic. When you get there, remember to keep a low profile, endure the situation as long as you can, and don't act rashly..."
The old man Wu Qingfeng warned Zhang Jingming, Ye Fan and Pang Bo seriously.
The three people agreed and agreed.
I haven’t practiced the "Magic Skill of Enduring Humiliation". Bearing humiliation and bearing heavy burdens will not increase my skill...
And I want to keep a low profile, but I’m not allowed to speed up the unlocking process. If I don’t cause trouble, what’s the difference between me and salted fish...
Although he agreed on the surface, Zhang Jingming thought rebelliously behind his back.
In the past two months, the old man Wu Qingfeng has tried his best to teach Zhang Jingming and the others seriously, constantly answering their questions and guiding them to open the door to practice and embark on the path of practice.
As for the achievements of the three of them...
Only Pang Bo's practice went smoothly. Since he sensed his own wheel of life last time, he can now guide the flow of energy in his body.
Next, what he needs to do is to open up the sea of suffering and prepare for the future release of the source of divine power from the Wheel of Life.
However, Zhang Jingming could only sense darkness and emptiness in his own wheel of life, which was different from ordinary people. He had no way of guiding the flow of energy in it like ordinary people.
However, he could feel that some unknown changes were taking place in his body, such as the increase in strength, which was just incidental. He could not determine where the specific changes were, but he was sure that it would not be a bad thing.
As for Ye Fan, he still couldn't sense his own wheel of life. There was never a ripple there, it was as stable as a rock and there was silence.
But after practicing every day, he felt refreshed, comfortable and full of energy.
Over the past few days, Ye Fan's power has been getting stronger and stronger, his speed has been continuously improved, and his energy and energy have become stronger and stronger, as if he has opened up an inexhaustible source of divine power.
Now that he has completely transformed into a humanoid tyrannosaurus, I am afraid that ordinary monks in the sea of suffering realm who do not have treasures in their hands will not be his opponent.
Among the three, Ye Fan, who has not yet sensed the Wheel of Life, seems to be the strongest on the surface. This makes Pang Bo, who has initially opened up his own "sea of suffering" but has not increased in strength, very envious.
Time flies by like water. Two months of teaching have passed by in a blink of an eye. The old man Wu Qingfeng is about to leave and will no longer teach the three of them individually.
"The path of spiritual practice is full of hardships and dangers. Only with a firm mind and perseverance can we achieve success in the future."
On this day, the last teaching was completed. After saying this, the old man left.
The three of them bowed deeply to the old man's back. This was not an act, but a sincere thank you for the old man's teachings and teachings.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Jingming and the others have been here for nearly half a year, and they have gradually adapted to the life here.
There is a low mountain, a few thatched huts, and two or three bamboo groves. On weekdays, they have simple food and food, quiet and natural, like a hermit living in seclusion from the world.
The private teaching is over, and tomorrow he will go to Lingxu Cliff to listen to the mysterious method. Originally, Ye Fan was still hesitant whether to leave right now.
After all, no matter how you say it, he has not joined Lingxu Cave Heaven and is still considered an outsider. It is really not easy for him to study Dharma with Pang Bo and Zhang Jingming.
However, as if he saw Ye Fan's concerns, the old man Wu Qingfeng gave him a jade plaque, which was a token of the old man.
Those who hold this token, even if they are not disciples of Lingxu Cave Heaven, can go to Lingxu Cliff to study the Dharma without hindrance.
The bright moon hangs high, the moonlight is like water, the moonlight is falling, and the low mountains and forest land seem to be covered with a layer of crystal white frost.
Zhang Jingming, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo were lying on the grass together, looking up at the stars, holding thick teacups in their hands, but they seemed to have drunk strong alcohol. They seemed a little drunk.
"The Geng Xie River, the sparse stars and the pale moon, the broken clouds are slightly dim..."
"I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky..."
"The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown..."
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes... I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
"The long night is long at the beginning of the bell, and the stars are about to dawn..."
Constantly chanting softly in their mouths, the three of them were looking for the star they cared about in their hearts.
But then the three of them fell silent. The stars in the night sky were no longer the ones in their hometown. The familiar starry sky could no longer be seen. Everything was so strange.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo stared intently at the night sky, speechless for a long time. Almost all the tea in the cups spilled on their faces instead of pouring it into their mouths, but they seemed to have no idea.
Zhang Jingming's vision was a little blurry. There seemed to be two similar stars that kept coming together in front of him, but in the end they all dissipated like clouds of smoke.
"...Recalling the past, I couldn't stop crying...your father went to the palace to take this ginseng and forced me to wear it in front of the battle array, split the mandarin ducks, and let the heavens take their sides..."
Suddenly, he softly sang a melodious Beijing song, which could be heard far away under the silent night sky.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo, who were still feeling sentimental, suddenly looked at him with surprise in their eyes.
"Jing Ming, it turns out you're pretty good at singing! But I remember, haven't you always been single?"
Pang Bo praised Zhang Jingming first, but before Zhang Jingming could show his proud expression, he mercilessly stabbed Zhang Jingming in the heart.
"What are you saying about being single? I'm just keeping myself clean and waiting for a good match in the future! You, a nine-year-old brat, are waiting for a hammer!"
The expression on his face froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and Zhang Jingming immediately made a "reasonable" counterattack.
Ye Fan on the side smiled and looked at the two bickering people, feeling that the sentimentality just now was swept away.
After all the fuss, the place regained its tranquility.
"The three of us must live well..."
After a long time, Ye Fan's words came out, breaking the silence, as if saying goodbye to the past and facing the uncertain future calmly.
"In 1998, Cai Shixu..."
Another operatic ballad sounded, spreading far and wide under the night sky...