Xiang Que and Zhu Chungang stayed in this tribe for the time being. This is a rare opportunity for the master and apprentice to survive in the desperate situation. They all turned into snow sculptures.
The middle-aged man who rescued them was named Chang He, and his son was named Chang Qing. They happened to go out hunting that day, and then met them on the way back.
The people living in this remote tribe are very simple, they are undefended and alert to outsiders, and there is a kind heart under the simple and honest appearance. If a cultivator encounters them, the first reaction may be to search for them. Xia Xiangque had something on his body, and then he might throw it away and leave it alone.
However, Xiang Que and Zhu Chungang have nothing left, and all the storage bags were destroyed in the valley. As for what else is in the Dao Realm, Xiang Que is not sure, because he cannot open the Dao Realm now. .
And I haven't felt the state of the soul yet.
However, under the powerful tempering body, his ability to recover is amazing. It took less than a week for Xiang Que to recover his appearance. It's all right now.
The old Taoist also woke up, but he is still very weak. If he wants to be resurrected with full blood, he will have to wait for a while.
"I survived a catastrophe, but I don't know what the future blessing is" Zhu Chungang lay on the bed, and said lightly: "It shouldn't be possible to become a disabled person, but I need a chance to recover."
After Zhu Chun just woke up, the master and the apprentice thought about what state they were in now, and the old Taoist guessed that maybe the general's thunderous blow cut off their connection with the heavenly way, so they could not start practicing. up.
However, how to recover seems to be a difficult problem, because the two of them have studied for a long time, but they have not found a precedent for their situation.
? Last time, Xiang Que Dao Realm collapsed and sank to the bottom of the sea and then broke out of the cocoon. In fact, the situation was much stronger than this time, so it stood up again within a hundred years.
But this time, it has been a month since the Battle of Buzhou Mountain, and they are still in the state of ordinary people, so it is completely impossible to start.
The days of living in this tribe are very peaceful. It is almost isolated from the outside world. Occasionally, people from the other three nearby tribes will come to exchange items. Other than that, the whole day is boring and in a daze.
Since Zhu Chungang still needs a long period of cultivation, Xiang Que intends to stay here, and when he has nothing to do, he will ask Changhe to get a piece of leather and burn the branches into charcoal, so he will stay here every day. Pizi writes and draws.
Chang Qing was very curious, and would always lie beside Xiang Que and ask him what he was doing. He will tell the child: "I'm writing, you probably don't know it? If you are interested, follow me and learn."
"What is writing?" Changqing asked in confusion.
"It's a way of communicating"
Xiang Que touched the child's head and smiled, then said: "I'll teach you to recognize the characters on this leather, and then you can do what I tell you?"
"Okay, okay!"
"You sit on the ground first, with your left foot forward, your right leg stretched to the back, your left hand on the ground, your right hand on your back, and then your head is tilted to my side, yes, that's it Then, take a deep breath, inhale Take a longer time, suck as long as you can, don't stop"
"Oops!" According to what Xiang Que said, Chang Qing's little face suddenly turned purple, and then he suddenly felt his body turn upside down, as if every bone was being hit with a hammer.
It may be exaggerated to describe this feeling as worse than death, but it is absolutely unbearable.
Xiang Que said softly: "Don't stop, follow what I said, stick to it for a stick of incense, and then you will be able to understand these things. For you, this is a good thing"
What Xiang Que taught Changqing was not the way of complete cultivation, but the great supernatural power of the eighteenth level of body tempering.
Changhe and Changqing father and son rescued him, and the people of this tribe let them cultivate again, and he had to recover for a while, and he had to do something for his feelings and reasons, so he couldn't owe others.
He didn't want to teach the people of this tribe to cultivate immortals. They have their own way of life from generation to generation. It may not be a good thing if they turn to cultivate immortals from now on and break this ordinary life.
The world of practitioners is about the law of the jungle, very cruel, and sometimes they may not even know how they died.
But as an ordinary person, most of them can have a beginning and an end, and finish their life.The normal birth, old age, sickness and death links.
Therefore, Xiang Que didn't want to teach them to practice, but body tempering is still possible. With this great supernatural power, Changqing and the others will be able to live longer in this harsh environment of the snow field, even if someone from the outside world comes one day If they commit a crime, they can also have the ability to protect themselves.
Changqing is very obedient, although he feels quite painful, but he is very interested, so he spends a lot of time in Xiang Que's place every day to practice body tempering.
In the first few days, Changqing hadn't gotten used to it, and was grinning from the pain all day long. After a week, he got used to it completely, and his body became significantly stronger than before, and his bones became stronger and stronger. It's a lot tougher.
This child who is only a few years old may not have imagined that with Xiang Que's teaching to him, he will undergo earth-shaking changes in the future.
On this day, at dusk, noisy voices suddenly appeared in the tribe.
Xiang Que pushed open the door of the wooden house, and surrounded by several members of the same clan with a dignified face, he pulled Chang Qing and walked towards them at a fast pace.
As soon as he entered the room, Chang He took a deep breath, and then asked Xiang Que solemnly, "You know, we went hunting on the snow field today."
"Well, what's the matter?"
Chang He glanced at his son, thought for a while, and then said: "In the snow field, the creature we fear the most is called the snow bear, which is the leather that covers the body on the bed. Under normal circumstances, we have to It takes five or six people to set up traps to catch a snow bear, but"
"But today, when we went hunting in the snowfield, a snow bear suddenly jumped out from under the snow layer. We were caught off guard at that time. According to the speed and strength of the snow bear, even ten people couldn't kill it without preparation. .¡±
At this time, Changqing waved his fist excitedly and said: "At that time, that snow bear rushed over and was about to slap me and Dad to death, so I didn't know what happened, so I raised my fist and hit it. I just wanted to prevent it from hitting me, but I didn't expect that this punch actually broke the snow bear's paw"
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