Chapter 202

Seven days after going down the mountain, Fang Bu'ai finished his errand and sat in front of the small courtyard waiting for Liu Xiaolou to return.

During this time, seeing Dabai the large white goose peeking and looking for him in the bamboo forest, he suddenly had a playful heart, drew his sword and pinched the formula, and performed a strange sword flower.

He was from the Row Sect, and the Row Sect disciples were mostly good at controlling corpses and driving insects. He and his master were no exception. He knew that this large white goose and that black cat had more or less spirituality, so he was ready to tease them.

In the sword flower dance, a piercing sound that was difficult for ordinary people to hear was emitted. Before long, a few small snakes swam into the bamboo forest, surrounding Dabai the large white goose.

These snakes were all ordinary non-poisonous things. The poisonous ones had long been cleaned up by Dabai. Dabai ignored this, just staring at Fang Bu'ai with its head tilted.

Fang Bu'ai continued to control the small snakes to approach Dabai with the piercing sound. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and the small snakes disappeared without a trace. But Dabai flapped its wings and rushed towards him, coming very fast.

Fang Bu'ai was startled, his sword flower changed, covering the direction Dabai rushed over, but Dabai shook its wings and flew up a foot from the ground, passing over his head.

Amidst the "honk" sound, Dabai drilled into the forest and disappeared. At the same time, Fang Bu'ai felt a chill on his face, and something slid from his forehead to the tip of his nose.

Good beast! Fang Bu'ai wiped his nose and forehead with a leaf stained with the sword tip, and didn't take it seriously, continuing to sit and wait.

Liu Xiaolou returned in the afternoon, collected the Moshan Xuan Stone, Spring Water Essence Jade, Dongting Lake large toads, and other things handed over by Fang Bu'ai, added some silver to him, and said: "If you are free, go to Hongji Restaurant at Tianmen Mountain Market, buy a jar of Bamboo Ye Qing, and buy a peck of spirit rice at Wuchao Town when you come back. I will banquet Longshan Sanren the day after tomorrow."

These were not difficult things, just running errands. Fang Bu'ai went down the mountain and returned late at night the next day. The next day, he went to Long Mountain and invited Longshan Sanren over.

When the banquet opened, he returned to Half Pine Terrace with a gourd of Bamboo Ye Qing and a large bowl of spirit rice rewarded by Liu Xiaolou, drinking with the sunset and eating with the stars and moon, and got drunk without knowing it.

The spirit rice was fine, but the spiritual power contained in a pot of Bamboo Ye Qing was really not small. The true qi that hadn't improved for a long time increased a little, so he waited patiently for the next opportunity.

The next day, in the misty smoke, Liu Xiaolou carried his basket and Three Mystical Sword down the mountain. This time he was going on a long journey.

As usual, he had lunch at Uncle Tian's house, left a few taels of broken silver, probed his pulse, and exhorted him to take care of his health: "You have to persist in the health preservation method I taught you. Did you not practice this month, Uncle Tian?"

Uncle Tian smiled honestly: "Spring plowing is too busy, there has been too much rain this year, so I was a bit busy."

"No matter how busy you are, your body is the foundation, Uncle Tian. Now that the family conditions are better, hire two more workers... Get up at 4 o'clock in the morning every day, eat qi facing the northeast direction, the four-body fitness exercise my master taught you cannot be broken... and eat less fish and meat, add some bitter roots when boiling tea..."

"Understood."

"I am going south this time, and I can pass by Xiushan. Is there anything you want to bring to A-Zhen?"

"Ah... that's great... Last time A-Zhen came back, she said she wanted to eat big-headed vegetables, so I was busy pickling some for her."

"Okay, put it in my basket."

Western Hunan has many mountains, many ditches, and many forests, and there are few flat places, and there is a lot of rain, so traveling is very inconvenient. Liu Xiaolou encountered a thunderstorm again in the evening. The heavy rain poured down, and the rainwater flowed along his coir raincoat, soaking his body completely, so he looked for a mountain cave to take shelter from the rain.

After the thunder faded and the rain became sparse, he set off again, his trouser legs covered in mud and water.

Entering the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, especially after the sixth stage, although he still couldn't dry his clothes with true qi, the mud and water on his legs could be driven dry quickly, so he didn't feel uncomfortable. When encountering a ditch several feet wide, he jumped over it. For wider ones, he built a bridge with vines. For some mountain cliffs more than ten feet high, he could climb to the top like a gecko. When encountering dense forests full of thorns, he didn't have to force his way through with his sword, but stepped on the treetops and leaped over from above.

Recalling the difficulty of walking on mountain roads at Stage 2 and Stage 3 of Qi Refinement, today, he finally had the appearance of a cultivator. Feeling "immortal and floating" is just like this, right?

Walking is also a good cultivation method. Between leaping and climbing, he adjusted his breath, making his body more adaptable to the mountain terrain, and invisibly merged with heaven and earth.

By the early morning, because the rain clouds were dense, it was really too dark in the mountains, so he found another rock crevice that could shelter from wind and rain, startled away a few mountain snakes, and even caught one, roasted it on the campfire and ate it.

By the hour of the Ox, amidst the rolling thunder, silver snakes danced, and the heavy rain suddenly brushed down, driving away the summer heat. The sound of rain and thunder echoed in the mountains, making people feel refreshed.

Liu Xiaolou moved the campfire two feet further into the rock wall, chewed the snake meat slowly, and listened to the sound of rain quietly.

A figure suddenly broke through the heavy rain, glanced at Liu Xiaolou, hesitated, but was forced by the heavy rain to come to the rock crevice to take shelter from the rain, sitting at the other end of the rock crevice, more than two feet away.

Looking at this person's appearance, she is a woman, with a slightly high nose bridge, raindrops hanging on her long eyelashes, black tight-fitting clothes, outlined by the rain, full of heroic spirit. Looking at her age, she should be older than himself. If she hasn't established a foundation, she should be in her thirties. If she has already established a foundation, it's hard to say.

A woman traveling alone in the wilderness, Liu Xiaolou didn't dare to provoke her easily. The Three Mystical Sword was quietly taken out and placed on the other side of his feet. He continued to eat snake meat and enjoy the night rain.

After the woman sat down, in a short while, the black clothes steamed with smoke and were dried in the blink of an eye. This is the ability of at least the late stage of Qi Refinement. Liu Xiaolou was even more alert and ready to activate the array plate at any time.

The woman looked up at the mountain rain for a while, then turned to look at Liu Xiaolou, looked at his profile in the firelight, and was stunned, an Emei thorn appeared in her palm, and she exclaimed: "Jing..."

The call stopped, because Liu Xiaolou had already turned his face.

The woman was stunned for a moment, the Emei thorn disappeared from her palm, and she nodded to Liu Xiaolou: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Liu Xiaolou smiled at her and continued to eat snake meat, a layer of fine sweat already oozing from the back of his neck.

The mountain rain came quickly and went quickly. The rain became smaller, and the woman got up and left immediately. Liu Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to stay here, and left from another direction.

A chance encounter is just like this. There was no chatting, no robbery, no conflict of intention. Although there was a small episode, it was finally safe and sound, and each went their own way.

If there was anything that made him happy, it was that this female cultivator was not on good terms with Jing Zhao. It seems that not all women like that guy!

On the morning after the heavy rain, thick fog filled the air, covering every mountain peak, and he couldn't see three feet away. Liu Xiaolou also slowed down his pace, trying not to do those dangerous actions, so as not to accidentally fall into the ditch.

Besides not being able to see the mountain road, Liu Xiaolou also noticed a layer of white fog two feet high under his feet, distinct from the smoke and clouds in the mountains, like flowing water gathering and dispersing. This is the miasma occasionally seen in the mountains.

Most miasma is odorless, but when it fills up to your side, if you are in a dream, as long as it covers your mouth and nose, it is basically difficult for ordinary people to wake up.

Some travelers and children who don't know the reason go into the mountains and can't come back. The corpses found are in a state of deep sleep, which is often encountered with miasma.

These miasmas are useful to cultivators and are often the medicine for alchemy. After being added to the illusion array, the hallucinogenic effect is more significant, so Liu Xiaolou took out a gourd and let the miasma flow into it. After filling it, he plugged the gourd mouth and put it into the basket with satisfaction.

Walking until noon, the clouds opened and the fog dissipated. A burst of drum sounds came from ahead. Liu Xiaolou followed the sound and saw a group of Miao people singing and dancing around a mountain cliff. Several strong young men were covered in thick linen cloth, holding long poles, looking solemn and looking up at the cliff.

They were not celebrating, but performing a sacrifice before the battle. There was a beehive as big as a gourd on the cliff wall. That is the poisonous bee in the mountain. Occasionally, you can see a few poisonous bees crawling in and out, each as big as a thumb, with golden yellow bands around their bodies, looking creepy.

Liu Xiaolou was overjoyed and squeezed to the front. This is a good thing!