Chapter 26 Life is like a dream

The autumn wind is bleak, and golden clothes are better than fire. The belt is like a sunflower, with eaves like petals. Rong Hui walked out of the study and saw a girl in yellow, angry like a flame, proud and ice muscles, standing outside the door. Who is not Bixia? He was stunned and greeted with a smile: "It's not time to open the banquet yet. Is the girl coming early?" The day after the wedding, the new couple will have to toast to their relatives and friends, and there will be a banquet at noon.

"Less nonsense." Bixia did not squint and looked at Rong Hui and said, "Brighten it." The voice is long, like the sound of heaven.

"The weapon of the country is not shown to people." Rong Hui knew what she was pointing and stretched out his hand to ask: "Talk inside." Turn around and lead the way in person.

After he was awarded the title of "real person", the departments of the foreign court have moved to Langfang in the front yard to work. In the front yard of the study, only the "things office" and "account room" are left. The civil officials were working in the courtyard and saw Rong Hui bring in a fairy. They were stunned and gathered together. Shi Wanxin just came out of the backyard and saw Bixia. He quickly hid in the account room, took the book casually and looked at it carefully.

When Rong Hui saw the crowd, he suddenly rolled his eyes. With a soft hum, he walked straight into the back room of the study. Bixia did not squint and followed his style. Enter the moon cave door, go through the corridor, and go straight into the back room. Between the pearls and the green, he walked into the small study in the east.

Rong Hui asked Bixia to sit at the painting table, poured her a cup of tea with her own hands, and casually explained, "This is our own tea. Try it!"

Bixia glanced at the floating leaves in the blue and white porcelain cup and nodded and praised: "It's hot like the wind, condensed and does not disperse. It's indeed a good tea. Wrap me two catties in a moment."

Rong Hui didn't pay attention to it. When he listened to her and poured tea with a tin pot, he observed carefully and found that the hot gas in the cup was like practice and a whirlwind. The knife is not like what was drunk outside before, and the hot steam bursts straight up. Although the aura in the tea is sufficient, it was added later, and the dog's tail will continue. Now I heard Bixia's praise and happily agreed, "Okay, I will be there in the future!" I want her to come in person, not just because of a 'network of heaven and earth', so she simply said first, "I happen to have one thing to ask you for help." Turn over and take out a wire mesh.

The magic weapon appears and shines brilliantly. Although it is only a square, it seems to trap a whole world, which is unpredictable. Bixia raised her hand to take a picture, gently brushed it on the Internet, and asked, "What's the matter?" The crystal net naturally wrapped around her waist.

"My sister wants to learn alchemy, but she doesn't have a good alchemy." Rong Hui went to the east of the painting table and sat down, picked up the tea and took a sip. He stubbornly said, "I think your nine pillars of fire are good. Can you lend them to me..."

"That's the dragon pillar for both Danqi." Bixia said lightly, "Nine pillars, each weighing 180 catties. According to the present market, the value of gold, 4142,0002..."

"Hey, hey..." Rong Hui said brazenly, "You are not short of money. Why do you need so much gold? Besides, I'm just borrowing. Who doesn't know that as long as Tiancai Dibao is used, the more spiritual it is, the more spiritual it will be?

Bixia curled her lips, looked at Rong Hui, and started another topic: "Is the red robe of 'Danxiazi' in your hand?"

"You..." Rong Hui was slightly stunned and said bravely, "That's a priceless treasure. I will count on him to defend myself in the future."

"Hmm." Bixia sneered: "Do you dare to wear that robe out?" Danxiazi has been wearing it for so many years, and he still dies?"

"Go, who knows where your nine pillars of fire came from!" Rong Hui retorted: "I changed it with you. I'm worried about being approached!"

"It doesn't matter where it comes from." Bixia picked up tea and took a sip and smiled indifferently: "The important thing is that you don't need those nine pillars when you go out to fight. I will add another set of crystal tripod, can I change it or not. Seeing Rong Hui's face beating, he took another sip of tea and said, "That set of Danding, a total of five. The smallest can only be one Dan at a time. Then twelve capsules, twenty-four capsules, thirty-six capsules and 108 capsules.

Dandao has an internal and external division. The inner elixir takes Dantian as the furnace and is a "golden elixir" made of essence, qi and gods. Continue to practice "golden elixir" and be able to "transportunate elixir into babies". Continue to practice the "Yuanying", and after deforming the skeleton, you can form the "golden elixir" again. Such a cycle is called the "way of internal elixir".

The way of heaven is as great as it is, and the great success is as if it is lacking. Man is not omnipotent, but he can use everything. All things have spirits and are born and overcome each other. The way of foreign elixir is aimed at roughing essence, recontaining dragons and tigers, and helping people do things that they can't do. Those who take the "Yufeng Dan" can travel thousands of miles with the false wind. Those who take the "gathering elixir" can collect the aura of heaven and earth for their own use. Thick accumulation and thin hair is also mysterious and mysterious.

Rong Hui remembered the allusions on practice, took a deep breath and asked solemnly, "'Danxiazi' has stepped on the fourth heaven, so she can retreat and refine four skeletons, right?"

"Not bad." Bixia picked up the tea and took a sip, slightly refreshed her thoughts, and slowly said, "To turn the elixir into a baby, it must be led by the 'benyuan' of the world. The Neidan monk 'stepped on the sky' and proved that only when he stepped on the sky could he condense a 'true body'. With such a transformation, I don't see much power added, but the improvement of qualifications and the control of heaven and earth are really like a fish leaping over the dragon gate. Generally, after thirty-six days, you can feel something before you can find the beginning.

"Well..." Rong Hui was stunned, thought about it a little, and asked bravely, "If you hit it casually, you can break up the triple real body of 'Danxiazi', at least what kind of cultivation."

"It's hard to say." Bixia did not dare to neglect. She looked directly at Rong Hui and slowly explained: "The 'inner elixir' monk, who cultivates 'the inner elixir', which will generally make the metamorphic skeleton refine the body. Danxiazi's 'stepping on the sky' has only been three or four hundred years, and he has three 'real bodies' outside, and each weight is frozen. The triple superposition is by no means lower than a ten-thousand-year-old corpse king. Although the old man we met last year also destroyed a ten-thousand-year-old corpse king, his movement has attracted some careful investigation. The ancestor of the Yang family and Danxiazi fell one after another, and others could only find out the smell of the four old guys. The rest of the person didn't even leave a picture. Coupled with a casual blow, it can destroy a ten-thousand-year-old corpse-like body. Its cultivation is strong, at least to reach the 'Taishi realm'. Take a deep breath and ask tentatively, "Who is it?"

"One side of fate, maybe only this side, this is no longer important." Rong Hui had the intention to hide it from her and quickly changed the topic: "Okay, I'll give you that red robe." Thinking of the defense of the blessed land, he asked Bixia, "The 'jiejie' is coming. How do you think I should defend it? I want to build several large arrays in 50 years. Do you have any idea?

"In the face of disaster, the best way is to improve your cultivation. If you want to preserve your strength, the best way is to circle the whole blessed land with the array. Bixia saw that Rong Hui was unwilling to say it, and it was not difficult to force others. She was clear and didn't think about it. She said bluntly, "I have a set of mountains and rivers, based on the mountains, the water system as the net, and the inner creatures as the law. How about it? Do you want it?"

Rong Hui's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and after a moment, he suddenly realized: "Gun out the bird!" He was refreshed and smiled happily: "Okay, I'll take it!" Raise your hand and wave it gently and take the opportunity to send it out. The wind blew through and blew out a red robe. The light overflows with color, like smoke, and floats lightly to Bixia.

Bixia raised her hand to catch it and waved her backhand. In the palm of a roll of the glow, after ingesting the red robe, a colorful dragon pillar was spit out. Dongdong...buzz-", nine pillars pressed on the table in turn, smashing the house slightly.

The fire column appears and steams. The crystal is like a mirror and crystal clear. Rong Hui saw that there was still a four-fold tripod in the belly of the three-foot tripod, but the size of his fist. Concentration and exploration, its pure texture, exquisite craftsmanship, and exquisite craftsmanship have never been seen before. He happily said "good tripod" and raised his hand to put it away. At a glance, it was not early, and it was time for He Ke to come again, so he took the initiative to invite: "Don't you stay and have a glass of wedding wine?"

Bixia was slightly stunned and shook her head and curled her lips: "I don't like to be lively!" It was very embarrassing. Seeing Rong Hui's face full of embarrassment, he had to continue to say, "Just here and have a drink with me."

"Good!" Rong Hui borrowed the slope and went down the donkey: "Last night, I won a big victory and captured a lot of spiritual wine. There are Dongying's sake, Persian wine, Guizhou Maotai wine, Guanwai's Erguotou... I don't know that the monks carry the most with them. He raised his hand and waved gently, and the spiritual light rolled over, showing a large number of wine jars. Five colors, "Dong Dong Dong..." and fell on the table in turn, and there were more than ten kinds.

"The luminous glass of grape wine, urge me immediately if you want to drink the pipa!" He picked up a long-necked crystal bottle and readily introduced: "This is Persian wine. I've only heard of it. It's my first time to drink it. Just drink it first?"

Bixia shook her head gently and smiled indifferently: "Drink mine!" He raised his hand and turned it over, passing by and holding out a glazed altar.

Rong Hui only saw a cloud and smoke sealed in the altar, and showed eight characters: "A dream is true, is the dream true?" I also saw a golden word written on the wall of the altar:

When life is like a dream, who am I?

"What kind of wine is this..." He blinked and asked tentatively, "Are you drinking to get drunk?"

"What is drunk and what is waking up?" Bixia's eyes were ethereal and looked out of the east window and said, "Is sobering soup wine, or is wine sobering soup?" It's called 'like a dream', and only those who drink know it. With that, he raised his hand and threw it out.

"Good!" Rong Hui had a headache when he remembered what she said and casually said, "Brother will also accompany you to get drunk and dream of death!" Seeing that the wine in the jar was like smoke, he was afraid of being put into the cup and melted, so he simply took two jade bowls. Tear open the altar seal and overflow with mellow fragrance. He raised his hand and poured wine, but it was as light as a feather.

Rong Hui saw the clouds and smoke rolling in the bowl and gradually sparse. He quickly pushed out a bowl for Bixia and picked up the jade bowl and drank it. With an open mouth, the wine gas enters the abdomen and turns into a fire. Between breathing, it is not only necessary to ignite the body, but also to refine the soul.

He was shocked and looked at Bixia. He was relieved to see her gently carrying the bowl and slowly squeezed her mouth. For a while, it was like being in a flame, confused, and I saw that there were still many in the altar. I was afraid of being ruined, so I picked up the wine jar and heard Bixia exclaim: "Don't--" before the words fell, I opened my mouth and suddenly sucked, but it seemed to suck a cluster of steel needles. My whole body was tingling, and my brain was buzzing. The sound of "Don't" was like a foreign sound, ethereal.

Rong Hui's head was hot and looked around. The hall seemed to be standing in front of the table. He didn't know what he was shaking. He was dizzy and just wanted to sleep. He couldn't help telling him casually: "Don't shake... I'm dizzy... changing clothes..."

He felt that he was not drunk, but he was a little dizzy. He took a strong breath, stumbled, bypassed the table and went straight out. In a trance, he staggered and raised his head to the door of the bedroom. He turned around and staggered two steps, fell into the mirror door, and quickly held the wardrobe and stood still. Suddenly, I remembered that there was a bronze mirror on the door, and I wanted to see what I was like now.

Rong Hui turned around and saw that the "man in the mirror" was as white as snow, beautiful and graceful, with a cherry nose and a red face. Unexpectedly, he was a girl. He was stunned and couldn't help muttering, "Brother...how did you become a woman..." He blinked and looked around. Suddenly, he saw his warm bed and staggered to make up for it, regardless of anything else. Touching the quilt, my heart warmed and fell asleep.