Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

"How?" Chi Qiaosong asked curiously.

The muddy pearls have been mined, and some meat has been dug up for cooking. The remaining meat and shells have been crushed into the fertile fields, and two bags of fertilizer have been condensed.

Tu Shanren said: "The river mussels are widely distributed, but it is difficult to maintain mud and slurry in small ditches. If there is mud and slurry, there must be fairy grasses growing beside the ditch."

Chi Qiaosong's eyes lit up: "Xiancao!"

"Yes."

"I'll look for it tomorrow, by the way, Lao Tu, do you know what fairy grass it is?"

"It's hard to say, I've also heard others mention it. It is said that a mussel becomes a mirage, a mirage becomes a dragon, it is often accompanied by immortal grass, it eats immortal grass and becomes a fairy, and an imaginary dragon is a real dragon."

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the hairless old fox has a long life of ninety-nine, and he knows a lot.

After talking about the possible secret of immortal grass, Tu Shanzhi continued to teach Chi Qiaosong the "Golden Light Treasures".

This qigong classic has more than 100,000 words alone, as well as a large number of accompanying mantras, dark knot mudras, and a set of mysterious and mysterious guidance techniques.

It's too hard to remember everything for a while.

Not to mention learning.

"Back then, under Tao Zhengmin's concealment, it took me three years to learn all the classics. Unfortunately, I am a fox and can't practice Daoyin.

When the dream was about to end, Tu Shanru sighed with emotion.

This is also the reason why it wants to survive the calamity of the human fetus. There is classic qigong, but it can't practice it, and it can't achieve the Dao.

Chi Qiaosong rubbed his head.

Even in a dream, you can feel the pain in your head, and "Golden Light" is really complicated.

He couldn't help but ask: "Whether it's internal or external martial arts, you can't live forever. Why do you insist on transforming into a human being and then learn these qigong classics?"

"The sages have said that it is enough to hear about the Dao and die in the evening."

The hairless old fox shook his head and pondered: "I have been a fox all my life, and I have practiced side-by-side, and I can also cause trouble for ordinary people. If it weren't for some illusions to cover up, even the warriors of the warrior level could kill me with one punch... I want to try it. A taste of being stronger."

This is a reason.

However, Chi Qiaosong was not convinced: "Really?"

Tu Shanru nodded and added: "Also, there may not be a mystery of longevity hidden in martial arts. I discovered a secret when I traveled in the world!"

"What secret?"

"Since the founding of the Republic of China, several great masters and great celestial masters have died and were buried in the General Cemetery of Jinquan Mountain in Pingjing City. But I visited the General Cemetery once, and there are all the tombs of clothing and crowns!"

The more Tu Shanzhi said, the more excited he became: "I have asked many people, and they don't know why they only keep their clothes and crowns, so it is very likely that these great masters and great celestial masters are not dead!

They have the hope of longevity, maybe retire from public office, and live happily ever after! "

Chi Qiaosong was surprised when he heard it at first, but he quickly denied it: "It may not be true longevity, I understand human beings best, and it is harder to let people give up their power than to kill him.

Really longevity is expected, these people are afraid to hold the power for a lifetime. "

Tu Shan was stunned for a moment, then murmured and asked, "Is that so, there is no longevity?"

"Maybe there is."

"where?"

"A big water dragon can live for five hundred years, and it can survive for five hundred years or even a thousand years. Is this considered longevity?" Chi Qiaosong saw the big water dragon cross the disaster with his own eyes.

He even adopted a Jiaojiao.

In his understanding, snakes can live for a long time, and they may even be able to continue to live happily ever after.

Tu Shanruo was slightly excited and said, "Snakes can live forever, and so can foxes. I, Tu Shanruo, may not have such good fortune. When I transform into a human, I must seek longevity!"

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Early the next morning.

Chi Qiaosong first wrote down the scriptures he had learned, and then started morning exercises.

The hairless old fox painted the mountain and hid in the house, covered with illusions, so that the second uncle and others could not see it. However, Xiaoqing could smell the fox smell on it.

The two five eyebrows seemed to be able to faintly feel the breath of the hairless old fox, hiding in the nest and reluctant to come out.

"Second uncle, wait for me, and take me to pick up the muddy place later."

"What are you doing there?"

"Look for something good."

"What can there be, is there a mother mussel?"

"Maybe there is."

"Then you have to find it, go, the second uncle will take you there."

The two quickly rushed to the small river ditch, located on the west side of a ridge, overgrown with weeds and messy shrubs. This small river ditch is one of the boundaries of a ridge. The Lao Chi family plans to plant citrus trees outside the small river ditch.

The second uncle went to work and continued to clean up the small river ditch.

Chiqiao Song began to look around.

Last night, Tu Shanxi asked for a dream and told him that there was a fairy grass, and he was wondering if it could be a spiritual root. It happened that the thin field was already five acres and lacked a spiritual root.

He starts from where he finds the mud slushy.

Almost any weeds, shrubs, and even flowers were not spared, but after two hours of searching, they found a kilometer away, and still no fairy grass was found.

"Isn't it?"

Chi Qiaosong touched the growing beard on his chin—he was sixteen years old, and his body was rapidly maturing.

After a thunderstorm, the weather in late April gradually turned hot, and the sun rose for a while, and it was already a little tan. He unknowingly hid under a big elm tree to enjoy the shade.

After relying on it, I suddenly found that the big elm tree seemed to be a little different, and it didn't have that steady and steady feeling.

"what."

He turned to look at the big elm tree.

The big elm tree is a few years old, the thickness of one person's arms, the trunk is crooked, and the crown is full of young leaves.

Chi Qiaosong just stretched out his hand and patted its trunk, and saw that the whole big elm tree was shaking, and the leaves were rustling: "It's too brittle, I didn't even try."

There is no doubt that this big elm tree is by no means a spiritual root.

Chi Qiaosong didn't have any scruples, and directly punched the tree trunk, and the tree trunk cracked immediately. It is much more fragile than imagined, and along the cracked opening, you can see that it is hollow inside.

It's not a moth-eaten hollow, but a natural hollow.

He peeled off the cracked bark and wanted to take a look at this big elm tree. Why was the center of the tree hollow, but there was not a single hole on the surface. It was this look that surprised him.

But the place where the trunk reaches the waist is the bottom of the hollow part.

On the wooden substrate, a cluster of pale grass grows, like an orchid, with three equally pale flowers.

"It's... it doesn't have the scent of spiritual roots." Chi Qiaosong remembered where he seemed to have seen this plant, but he couldn't remember what kind of plant it was~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The only thing that can be determined is this The flower is probably the fairy grass that Tu Shanxi said.

The mud and the mud are for it, and they stay in the small ditch to hide, and the distance between the two is only 100 meters.

Unfortunately.

It is not a spiritual root.

Untie the red gourd in front of the chest, take out the tool, cut the wood around the flower, and then carefully hold the flower and put it in the red gourd for preservation.

The internal space of the red gourd has a strong preservation effect.

Some fruits and vegetables were put in, and there was almost no change when they were taken out—of course, the time he obtained the red gourd was still short, and it was not certain for the time being how long it would be kept fresh.

The trunk of the big elm was broken, leaving a rather large hole, which did not prevent it from continuing to grow.

"I didn't destroy the big elm tree, I just opened a tree hole. I don't know if the fairy grass will continue to grow in it." After getting the treasure he wanted, Chi Qiaosong got up and left.

He planned to go back and ask Tu Shanxi if he knew what kind of plant it was. Although he didn't have the familiar spirit root breath, it was possible that it also belonged to the spirit root.

On the way, I suddenly remembered: "By the way, I remember, I read it in the "Pharmacopoeia", go back and check the information..."