Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 1018 Dragon Palace Lock Lonely

Medicine King Valley.

It is the end of the year, and although the weather is not very cold, the word "clear and cold" is still appropriate in the morning and evening.

Although from a secular point of view, this place belongs to the category of spiritual land, many plants and trees are still withering due to the cold weather, especially some medicinal herbs, whose stems and leaves above the ground are even more withered or withered .

If there is a wind, the yellow leaves will fly.

Exactly, the ground is full of yellow leaves and herbs are buried, and a pulse of fresh air surrounds the thatched cottage.

The owner of Yaowang Valley, Gan Congshi, is not in the thatched hut or the small thatched hut. He has not lived in the thatched hut or the quiet room for a long time.

Whether it is daily life or cultivation, he moved everything under that tree.

A small tree that can be hugged by one person easily, but in this season, it completely highlights its difference.

Not only one leaf is not yellow, not one leaf is not withered, but also the whole body of the tree, there is not a single leaf with even a little bit of brown and yellow.

That kind of purity, that kind of transparent texture doesn't seem to exist in reality at all, it only exists in dreams.

No, there will be no such thing in the dream!
Xiaolingzi said it was a spiritual tree.

But in a willing heart, this is not the spirit, but the holiness.

holy tree!

Gan Congshi didn't know if it was his own illusion, he had always felt that this tree could talk, and this feeling had been there since the first day he got the tree out of Xiaolingzi.

In fact, it is not able to speak.

But when he came near this tree, or leaned against it, he would always have a wonderful feeling, and then, as long as he stayed here, all kinds of thoughts and feelings would flood in.

About practice.

about herbs.

It was as if there was a voice whispering. Often, he would hear it inadvertently, but if he listened deliberately and attentively, he didn't.

Besides.

Whenever he stays here, he will feel "dirty" on his body, as if from head to toe, and even every pore is dirty.

It seems like a slightly shameful feeling.

But it is not.

Gan Congshi was just a little ashamed, but more, he was happy and excited.

Because every day he stayed under the tree, he felt that the dirt on his body disappeared a little bit.This feeling is not even faint, but very definite and obvious!

This experience of improving and "cleaning" every day is so intoxicating.

Therefore, Gan Congshi is completely addicted.

These days, except for necessary things, he never went out of the valley. Most of the time every day, no matter day or night, he stayed under the tree.

In the morning, take a shower.

At noon, take a bath.

In the evening, take a bath.

After meditation is bathing, after bathing is practice, after practice, bathe, and after bathing, sit under the tree with peace of mind.

Take three baths a day.

The feeling of cleanliness both physically and mentally has made Gan Congshi's demeanor very different these days, becoming more and more like the so-called "Holy Son".Of course, the only problem is that the son is a little bit older.

The body is shaped like a crane, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle.

Gan Congshi wasn't fat at first, but he wasn't as thin as He, but his demeanor and demeanor really became more and more relaxed.

At this time, it was morning.

The sun passed through the surrounding mountains and shone on the Yaowang Valley, on the sacred tree, and on Gan Congshi's body.

Under the big tree, there is a grass mat, on which Gan Cong sits cross-legged, with a wooden coffee table across his knees, and a tea set on one side of the coffee table. It looked good, so I grabbed it and asked Xiaolingzi to make another one himself.

But Gan Congshi didn't drink tea at the moment, but was reading a thin booklet.

The second round of The Road to Qingyun!

It was sent by Sihaimen.

Gan Congshi is emboldened, and even thought that he has seen some truths about the author of "The Road to Qingyun" "Xu Tonghui", so although he also has great expectations for this second round, he can still hold his breath , and being frizzy doesn't fit the mentality he's cultivated these days at all.

So, after seeing off the visitors and returning to the sacred tree, Gan Congshi even gave a good punch, sat down a few times, and slowly opened the booklet.

Last time we talked about Condensing Qi Powder, this time, it should be that gentleman who refined the Condensing Qi Powder, right?
Moreover, it must have a great direct relationship with that Tongtian tree!
Thinking of this, Gan Congshi raised his head slightly and looked at the tree on top.

Babel tree, hehe.

He admits that Tongtian Tree is good, very good, just judging from the description in Qingyun Road, it is very good, but his holy tree may not be so bad!

This is also the Tongtian Tree, his Tongtian Tree!
But contrary to Cong's expectations, the beginning of this second episode was not about the condensed qi, but Leng Qingyun's doubts about how tens of thousands of years people can live.

It's not surprising that a child would ask this question, because ordinary people don't live more than a hundred years, even common practitioners, and at most they don't live more than a hundred and eighty years old, and it's a hurdle to pass two hundred years old, because you have to be enlightened or above.

Not to mention, thousands, tens of thousands.

It's Gan Congshi himself, how did he ever think that the lifespan of a cultivator is tens of thousands?He has never seen thousands of them, just heard about them!
"Earth and sky are eternal, and the road does not count years."

And in the second round of the Qingyun Road, that gentleman said so.

Seeing this, Gan Congshi was immediately at a loss.

For life span, for age, no one knows better than an old man, and it is an old man who has deeply experienced and felt the limit of this life because of the stagnation of practice!

That feeling is gone now.

But that kind of experience has long been deeply imprinted in his bones, and Gan Congshi will never forget it!
During those long days, Gan Congshi sighed and regretted countless times, regretting that in childhood, in youth, in middle age, he wasted too much time, and his thoughts were too complicated, too chaotic, too scattered, Consumed in too many places I don't know the so-called!

idiot!

The biggest idiot in the world!

Thanks to the whole family and even inside and outside the family, many people have always said that he is smart.

Fuck you smart!

In fact, rationality also tells Gan Congshi that he has done a good job, which is not bad. There are many things in this world that cannot be done well by oneself, and are subject to various influences and constraints from the outside world.

No matter how well he did it, judging from the results alone, it might not be much better than it is now.

Because the result is mostly the same.

That is to break through to the ground-level Qi-entraining environment, and then stagnate in the Qi-entraining environment!
But be sensible.

Reason is real, and it is also real and more real to step into stagnation in practice and feel that the limit is approaching and approaching step by step, so Gan Congshi can't do it without sighing or regretting it.

Before, those once.

If you work harder, if you concentrate more.

Will the result be different?
Small as it may be, what if?That could always be there, right?No matter how small it is, there is one!

Therefore, given another chance, Gan Congshi actually practiced wholeheartedly in a way of immersing himself in it!

As long as there is any impetuousness and impurity, he can't forgive himself!
Therefore, even though he was very emotional about the question of longevity in the story, Gan Congshi was only a little emotional and fascinated for a while, and soon he let go of this part and continued to look down.

And this short piece of content, like rain falling on the desert, quickly disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of it in Yu Gancong's heart.

Today, the old man is no longer that old man!
All the sighs, all the emotions.

Go Hugh!

Go Hugh!

You wait and go for a hundred thousand miles, and we will meet again in a hundred thousand years!
The old man is now aiming at the sky.

Yes, just like the name of this storybook says, the road to Qingyun!
The old man just wants to walk in the blue clouds, walk in the blue clouds.

everything else.

Go Hugh!

(End of this chapter)