Chapter 298: Sitting by the lake to charge the barrier

The Qingyun world has always prioritized the Immortal Dao, and opera is just a low-class pastime, so no one would have the leisure to pay attention to its inheritance.

Moreover, under the tax, the people are hard to live, and the inheritance of these old artists can be passed down for three generations, which is already a mercy from heaven.

Some old artists were starved to death, and some were beaten to death because of tax, which is not a strange thing.

However, it is good that there are not many people in the folk who can compile stories, and various forms of opera will learn from each other, which makes many singing segments not lost.

Old Man Zhao treats shadow puppetry as a tool for eating, only knowing that if he performs well, he can get a reward, but he doesn't think it is very important where this story comes from.

Ji You didn't ask for key information, but he wasn't disappointed.

Things that even the Immortal Sect is deliberately hiding, if you hear them as soon as you listen to these pastimes and performances, then you really need to be cautious.

However, since you can hear similar things from casual singing segments, it shows that things related to the Night Watchman have not reached the point of being lost.

"Does the old gentleman have any scripts that he often recites?"

"This is indeed available, in my box."

Old Man Zhao came back to his senses and moved a paint-peeled wooden box from his pair of things.

Opening the lid of the wooden box, inside were some old hand-copied books, which looked like they had been around for a long time.

"Can I take a look?"

"Naturally, the young master can do as he pleases."

Ji You took some broken silver from his arms and handed it to Old Man Zhao, then asked the waiter to move a chair, sat in the dark backstage of the teahouse, and began to read these hand-copied storybooks.

This is the script for Old Man Zhao's shadow play.

When old artists pass on their skills to the younger generation, they will first have such a stack of storybooks, letting disciples memorize them by heart as an introductory lesson.

What is recorded in it is all the selected segments that the old artist has learned in his life.

Ji You didn't have time to listen to all the singing performances. After all, not all teahouses and restaurants in the Qingyun world only have singing performances, but also singing and dancing. If you want to listen to a whole play, it will take a few months.

So every time he heard something he cared about, he would spend some silver to look at these artists' storybooks directly, so as to save time.

He regretted not bringing his cheap brother-in-law.

If it were Yuanchen, he could watch for a whole night without blinking.

However, just as Old Man Zhao said, his shadow play came from the adaptation of Sanxian books.

In order to adapt the story to his performance, his script had long been adapted by his ancestors several times, mixed with many original segments that could attract people.

For example, the "Overbearing Prince Falls in Love with Me" that noble family young ladies love to hear, and the "My Life is Up to Me, Not Heaven" that noble family young masters love to hear, basically had been changed beyond recognition.

However, Ji You still found some key information. For example, in several plays about the Great Virtue slaying the evil ghost in Old Man Zhao's shadow play, that "Great Virtue" was always alone.

If you understand it from the perspective of shadow puppetry, being alone is naturally good for performance. After all, one person's shadow puppet is easy to control.

But the story of the lone hero was also in the big drum book that Ji You listened to some time ago.

With the same setting in different performance methods, the possibility of being adapted is very small.

This is indeed different from what Ji You originally thought.

He had always thought that the Night Watchman was an organization, secretly selecting suitable geniuses, pua-ing them, letting them give up the colorful world for the sake of the world, and joining the organization.

But now it seems that the Night Watchman has always been one person.

The lifespan of a cultivator is longer than that of a mortal, but the maximum is only three or four hundred years. The Night Watchman should have been changed generation after generation, but each generation has only one person.

As for other story bridges, the water is too big, and Ji You couldn't distinguish them, so after thinking for a long time in the dark backstage of the stage, he returned the script to the box.

At sunset, the night slowly fell.

The nearby teahouses and restaurants became brightly lit, and all kinds of immortal sect nobles gathered here.

The boss followed the trend and changed the performance repertoire to singing and dancing that the local dandies loved to hear.

Ji You got up and left from the backstage of the teahouse, returning to the inn just now.

After staying for one night, Ji You, who got up from the bed, faced the faint morning light and left the city, crossed the mountain forest, and came to the next place where the spiritual energy was relatively rich.

Then he sat cross-legged, just like the previous few days, and began to spit out the spiritual energy in it, igniting the spiritual fire to refine the body.

After the spiritual energy gradually couldn't be supplied, he got up and left again, found a teahouse, spent money to order a Sanxian book.

Between such cycles, Ji You gradually came to the southwest from the border of Zhongzhou.

"The opportunity to break the barrier is almost here..."

"Get some spirit stones, find a place to charge the barrier."

Ji You muttered to himself, walked to the nearest city, and found a spirit stone shop.

He had been refining his body without sleep or rest for the past few days, and the tight binding feeling surrounding his body had reached its peak, as if a highly elastic barrier was wrapping his whole body, preventing his physical body from continuing to strengthen.

This is the limitation of the living being itself, equivalent to a shackle trapping the human body.

And this means that after tossing and turning for more than half a year since returning from the Sacred Land of Sages, he finally arrived at the first level of the Boundless Realm of the physical body.

Body refinement and charging the barrier are different.

Body refinement can be interrupted at any time because of insufficient spiritual energy, and the consequence is just that the spiritual fire goes out.

But charging the barrier is to break and open the physical body limitation directly.

And if this process is interrupted because of insufficient spiritual energy, the consequence will be serious, and it is not certain that he will be backlashed.

So he needs to use spirit stones to maintain the continuous spiritual energy, so as to increase the feasibility of charging the barrier.

Thanks to sending a large batch of Snow Region Demon Stones into the Nine Provinces before, the price of spirit stones has returned to the previous level and is not as expensive as during the New Year.

He purchased a large batch of spirit stones in the shop, stored them in his storage gourd, and then left.

Along the main road in the city, he went south, then went west, and Ji You entered a mountain forest.

Then he walked all the way, crossed the low mountains, and finally came to a circular big lake with low-lying terrain.

The surroundings of this big lake were full of mist, and in the refraction of dew, it was like a blue crystal embedded in the earth, with spiritual energy steaming and flowing around the lake.

Ji You walked to the lakeside and found that there were still a few young practitioners sitting quietly in the distance.

Seeming to be disturbed by his footsteps, those young practitioners who were sitting quietly all opened their eyes, their gazes looking toward Ji You, a hint of vigilance and intimidation appearing in their eyes.

Ji You didn't care and found a flat place to sit down.

There are a few small noble families nearby, and it is not strange for other practitioners to appear.

He tidied up his robes, took the spirit stones out of his gourd, and smashed them one by one, causing the essence spiritual energy in the spirit stones to drift out.

Seeing this scene, those young disciples who were cultivating by the lake looked at each other, then stood up and headed toward the opposite bank of the lake.

Ji You had already closed his eyes and entered meditation, and the thick spiritual energy began to enter his body through his breathing, then with a movement of his mind, the spiritual fire in his body began to burn fiercely.

In an instant, that strong tight binding feeling pressed down suddenly, making his whole person feel like being pushed into a swamp, and even his breathing began to become incomparably heavy.

Fortunately, Ji You was mentally prepared, just letting out a muffled groan.

Then he began to clench his fists, began to exert force constantly, and the energy of his whole body was gathering from his limbs and bones, constantly impacting the invisible shackles.

Bang!

Bang!

As if a god was beating a drum, the muffled sound of the impact began to increase with his heartbeat.

"Clan Uncle, there is an outsider cultivating in our Longquan Lake!"

"Where did the person come from?"

"Don't know."

In a residence not far west of the big lake, the man and woman who were sitting quietly by the lake just now were kneeling in the front hall.

This is the ancestral land of the Huai family in Zhongzhou, and these men and women are all disciples of the Huai family.

Although the Huai family cannot be ranked in the Qingyun world, it is already considered a relatively large noble family in this vicinity.

Longquan Lake does not belong to their family, but because the other noble families around are weak, and the concentration of spiritual energy is not very helpful for the cultivation of the Upper Five Realms, it is difficult to resist the effect of pills, so some large noble families have no interest in this, so this place was treated as private property by the Huai family.

At this moment, the clan elder of the Merging Dao Realm sitting in the high hall heard that someone had come uninvited to Longquan Lake, and his face couldn't help but become gloomy.

"What is the realm of the comer?"

"Higher than our cultivation, unable to confirm, but looks very young."

Just at this moment, another middle-aged man appeared outside the door: "That person is the same as me, in the Realm of Profound Understanding."

The Huai clan elder frowned when he heard it: "So young and already in the Realm of Profound Understanding, I'm afraid it is the direct descendant of a prominent noble family, but coming uninvited like this is still too unruly."

"What does the clan elder intend?"

"The Realm of Profound Understanding is already an expert, so I will personally catch him, ask clearly which family he belongs to, and call his family to come and apologize and lead the person away."

The clan elder with white hair and beard stood up from the seat and stepped out of the door with the disciples of the family.

The Huai family does not exist independently. Like the Qiu family who relies on the He family, they also have noble families to rely on behind them, so naturally they will not be afraid.

It's just that when they approached Longquan Lake, they vaguely felt a trace of heat.

It was still early spring, the cold was deep, and a trace of heat was very obvious. ===== CHAPTER 299 =====