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Chapter 055 Literary, Ordinary and 213

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It seems like a very literary thing to walk in the yellow woods with fallen leaves in the drizzle weather. But without profound cultivation, it will become a very embarrassing thing.

Qin Fei walked closer to the deep forest step by step, and his unrestrained mind power confirmed that there was no one around him, so he finally stopped in front of the two old trees.

These are two old trees. The bark is almost falling off and there are only a few leaves left. It looks very desolate when hung on the lonely branch. The trunks are quite thick, and the three Qin Feis may be able to hug them hand in hand!

Qin Fei looked at the two old trees intently, fisted with his right hand, squeezed it tightly, and suddenly punched it out, smashing it heavily to the ground!

The soil splashed and the fallen leaves drifted. Even the drizzle falling from the sky seemed to be frightened by the power of this punch and was suffocated. The land, which was already a bit loose by the dead leaves and rain, was blown out by Qin Fei's punch, a large pit more than one foot deep.

In the middle of the pit, three exquisite small boxes slowly floated, as if they were held by an invisible hand, floating straight to the ground before stopping.

The three boxes are more than one foot long and four inches thick. Each box has fine and dignified small characters engraved on it. It is a sentence: Good disciple, if you can smash these boxes, you must have become innate. The teacher will never go back on your word and give you good things. However, only one of the three boxes is what you want. You must concentrate your mind and use your fingertips to draw the open handwriting on the box. Don’t worry, the handwriting you set for the teacher is all told by you...

Qin Fei couldn't help but be funny. This disrespectful master had told him before he disappeared that once he entered the innate realm, he would come to this dense forest and open the box he left for him, where there were good things left. If it was not enough for the innate realm, it would not be opened by force. If the person who came was not Qin Fei and could not draw the pattern, the box would destroy itself and would not fall into the hands of others.

Qin Fei picked up the first box casually, and the top said 'Literary Box'.

He smiled and picked up another box, with the same handwriting on it, which read "ordinary box".

To ordinary people, this seems to be a book of heaven, but in Qin Fei's eyes, this is no secret at all.

The true energy penetrates from the sea of ​​energy and condenses its fingertips. Qin Fei picked up the blank box with his left hand and pointed it out with his index finger with his right hand. He stroked and wrote the four big words "2. Box" on the mouth of the box!

"Bang", with a crisp sound, the box slowly opened, and the strange true energy that was still swimming around the box just now disappeared. Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief, put the box on the ground, and took out the objects inside. It was a book and a letter.

The letter has been around for some days, and there is still oil on the paper. God knows if the old guy is writing while gnawing on fried chicken legs.

"Advisor, you are very happy to be a master. There are a few things that the master still wants to explain to you. That Tian Qingzi has some friendship with her master. I asked you to join the Beizhen Fushi, not really let you be a secret spy of the Wu Kingdom. Instead, I hope that if one day you have no way out in Chu Kingdom, at least you can go to Wu Kingdom, and at least have an identity! Only Tian Qingzi, the dead old Taoist, knows about you..."

Qin Fei smiled slightly, as if he saw the lazy old man again, teaching himself and Cheng Xin to practice martial arts. Although he hadn't seen him for a long time, when he saw the tone of the letter, he felt as if the old guy was right in front of him, holding an uncooked chicken leg in his hand, talking with satisfactory.

"The identity of the Beizhen Fushi Department is not to be used unless you don't want to stay in Chu State. Because once you really join the Beizhen Fushi Department, you will not be able to withdraw. The Office of the Procuratorate will also become enemies that will never endure! Old Man Yi is not easy to mess with, you must be careful. As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer losses in front of you. Your master eats more chicken legs than the old hens you have seen, and children should be obedient."

"When you enter the innate realm, the things you learned before are almost useless. Here is a martial art, the name of "Tianhen". Tsk tsk, you can tell that it is very powerful by listening to the name! This martial art means that if you practice it, you can poke a hole in the sky, or even if God makes a hole in it, you can cover the sky with your own hands and make it up for him."

"I don't know if you are practicing innately when you are practicing innately. Fortunately, there are all in the 'Tianhen'. If you are practicing martial arts, you will study hard. If you are practicing martial arts, you will study hard. In the past, there were many people who wanted to practice martial arts, but you should know that practicing martial arts is profound and profound, and practicing martial arts is hard and hard. It is already very difficult to walk a good path. If you walk the two paths together, it will be counterproductive. There are only three or five people who have truly practiced martial arts in the age of martial arts and reached the level of Grandmaster in a thousand years, and all of them have died a few hundred years ago!"

"If you can really practice martial arts and practice chanting... Old man, am I so lucky? I have such a strong disciple... The teacher's opinion is that you will do whatever you want. If you practice single or dual cultivation, it is important that you make your own choice."

Qin Fei finished reading the letter with a giggle and a trembling wrist, and turned the oily paper into ashes! This old guy ran away without a trace, and he didn't say what he was. He actually had something to do with the Northern Fushi Department of Wu. Well, that's fine, but he even boasted about this book "Tianhen" so well.

Qin Fei unfolded "Tianhen", and the text inside was simple and profound, but strangely, after Qin Fei read a page, that page would turn into blank...

"Old man, if I hadn't Nian Xiu, I would have been cheated to death by you today. A book... I actually asked me to recite it!" Qin Fei roared to the sky with grief and anger: "I haven't recited the book for many years... OK, I recite it! I recite it!"

In the cold wind, under the rugged old trees! A young man, holding a book, took out a more vigorous spirit than a juren, shaking his head and endorsing the book. If someone passes by, he will definitely give him a thumbs up secretly. I have only heard of someone hanging his head and thorning his head, and walking in the woods on a rainy day, he is still studying poetry and books hard, but I am afraid that this young master is the first person.

"Tianhen" does indeed record the practice of chanting.

The origin of the mind cultivation is mysterious, and it is also family inherited, so many people think that the mind cultivation is unfathomable. In fact, in Qin Fei's view, if the true energy from the Qi Sea is a kind of power, then the mind power from the sea of ​​mind is also a kind of power. However, the true energy can be accumulated through hard practice, and the mind power comes completely from nature!

The power of innate mind cultivation has been decided from the moment he entered the innate realm. The subsequent practice is to maximize the effect of mind power. The slow five awakenings and mind power attacks are like children who can eat milk, and they do not need to be taught at all. And more usages that Qin Fei had never heard of before were also fully explained in "Tianhen".

The advancement of mind cultivation is different from that of martial arts. Although it is also divided into innate, master, and great master, the decisive factor is not the size of mind power, but the usage of mind power. Like Wei Bingyin, gathering soil into cones and hurting people with objects is just an innate level of martial arts. If you are proficient in such skills, you can advance to practicing the master level of martial arts. When you practice to great success, you will be a master level master!

Unfortunately, Qin Fei can only recite it in a hurry, and there is no chance to test it at all. He closed his eyes slightly, glanced at "Tianhen" from time to time, and then muttered something, occasionally adding: Dead old man, your sister...

Before he knew it, the gloomy sky had darkened, and the light in the dense forest became dimmer. Qin Fei looked at the "Tianhen" which had all turned into white paper and kneaded the book into pieces and turned into paper scraps. The three lonely boxes on the ground were still placed by the pit. Qin Fei walked forward, kicked them into the pit one by one, pushed them with his left palm, and the soil poured into the pit again, and a piece of ground was flat.

The sound of rain falling in "papapapapapapapapapa" became even more intense. Qin Fei lowered his head and walked out of the dense forest. There were only a few people passing by on the official road on the bluestone road. No one would notice Qin Fei. He shrank his neck, rolled up his wet collar, and walked towards the Tang Mansion!

It didn't take long to go from the west to the south of the city. Many shops still open the doors to do business. The lanterns hanging at the door illuminate the rain lines, making them look particularly poetic and picturesque.

He was about to reach the Tang Mansion, with three umbrellas and three people standing at the intersection in the finished shape. The leader looked at Qin Fei with a smile and said, "Brother Qin, I'm so tired that I'm waiting for a long time!"

Qin Fei frowned. Although these three people were dressed in regular clothes, they did not look simple. The young man in the lead was just about the same age as himself, but he was extraordinary and dressed simply but not simple. The two behind him seemed to be hiding behind him, but they had the feeling of being able to draw his sword out of the sheath at any time and return bloodthirsty!

"I don't seem to recognize you!"

"My name is Chu Zhuo!" said the young man calmly: "This name is not very famous. However, when I see my father, I will call him Father!"

Qin Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, hugged his hands together, and bowed slightly and said, "It turns out to be His Highness Duan."

"No need to be polite. Today I left the mansion in a secluded manner and did not plan to meet Brother Qin as a prince." Although Chu Zhuo is not old, his words and deeds are very experienced and said cheerfully: "I heard that Brother Qin is guarding the Tang Mansion. Chu Zhuo wants to meet him, but he has been waiting for a long time. Now he is hungry. Should Brother Qin invite me to have a drink?"

The drizzle opened a curtain between the two of them. The people who occasionally passed by on the road looked here in surprise. They thought that the three little gangsters were about to intercept the road, so they speeded up and ran far away...

Qin Fei knew that Chu Zhuo must have a plan when he came to find him, but it seemed that there was no need to reject Chu Zhuo directly. It would be better to listen to his purpose before talking about it.

"I wonder what kind of wine your highness wants to drink?"

"Flower wine!" Chu Zhuo smiled and said, "When two men drink, others will think we have a habit of breaking sleeves. Besides, I am Duan Wang, so there are not many opportunities to drink flower wine, so it is rare to come out, so of course I have to see it."
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