Chapter 23 Understanding the Magic

The ancient village was very peaceful in the hazy moonlight. Bai Lang stretched his body, stepped on the soft moonlight, and walked out of the bamboo house.

The night was thick, and there was silence around. After turning a few corners, several bonfires were lit in front of them, and the flames were swallowed. There were several vague figures next to it, which were not very real.

Bai Lang was strange in his heart and moved forward. Only then did he see that there were three small circular altars, mottled gray stone walls, covered with moss, with a sense of vicissitudes. There is a cluster of flames jumping in the center of each altar, and the fireworks are pale cyan. Somehow, it makes people feel flexible, as if this flame has life.

Bai Lang stopped to watch from afar and saw a group of people sitting cross-legged around three simple altars, with their hands imprinted, quietly in a mysterious state of cultivation, exuding a ethereal atmosphere all over his body, as if to integrate into the swaying moon shadow, which made people uncertain. He seemed to be touched, stretched out his hand, but could not grasp it. This is a A wonderful feeling.

Bai Lang was very surprised. He involuntarily stepped forward a few steps, but stopped again. It was really a little abrupt. When he was hesitating, the fireworks suddenly flashed and suddenly lit up a little. A clear voice came: "Little brother, if you don't mind, can you come over and talk about it?"

Bai Lang was stunned for a moment, smiled and strode over.

"Brother Xun!" Bai Lang approached and saw that the man who had just stood up was Xun Huan and made a gift.

Xun Huan nodded with a smile, pointed to a futon next to him, and said, "Brother Bai, sit down!"

When Bai Lang sat down, a strange color flashed in Xun Huan's eyes, and then a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and said, "Brother Bai recovered so quickly from his injury. It seems that he has gained a lot!"

Bai Lang was shocked. He didn't know whether Xun Huan's words came out casually or had any other meaning. At this moment, he suddenly looked up and looked at Xun Huan. He saw a smile on his face and stared at himself, but his eyes were full of honesty.

Bai Lang breathed a gentle sigh of relief in his heart, and Xun Huan always gave people a mysterious feeling, as if he could always see through everything.

At this time, he noticed that there were three or three villagers sitting around the three altars, old and young. When they saw him, they all cast kind eyes. Bai Lang was even more surprised. When he looked at each other, there was a bright light circulating in those pairs of eyes, like a little starlight, and it was difficult to guess its depth.

This ancient village is really too mysterious. The people here are by no means ordinary people. Bai Lang is secretly shocked and becomes more and more curious.

"Brother Bai, you have just recovered and are still very weak. I will give you some methods of acceptance, which may be of some benefit to you!" Xun Huan suddenly said.

"You have a good look!" After Xunhuan finished speaking, he waved his big sleeve, and the firelight in the altar seemed to be a little bigger. His hands were empty, the light was shining, and a misty picture of Taiji appeared. The Taoism naturally contained endless Taoism.

With one hand holding the sky and the other hand connected to the ground, Xun Huan's mouth kept pointing to the critical places while running Taiji. The moonlight was hazy, the fireworks flashing, the moonlight, and the essence of fire turned into the purest vitality in Taiji. Inhaling and inhaling, he slowly introduced into the body.

Bai Lang was completely intoxicated with it, as if he had entered another world of cultivation. He never thought that cultivation could be so unique.

By the time Bai Lang woke up from his intoxication, the people around had dispersed, the fire on the altar had been extinguished, and the four fields were silent, and only Xun Huan, dressed in blue, stood aside.

Bai Lang was shocked and didn't know how long he had been practicing. He shouted, "Brother Xun?"

Xun Huan heard the sound and smiled and said, "Brother Bai, you are very good. Most of the mysterious fire tonight is cheaper than you!"

Bai Lang was shocked and said, "Ah?!"

Xun Huan saw that Bai Lang was confused and smiled faintly and said, "This mysterious fire is born from the deep underground. It contains the essence of fire. If it is easy to use, it will be of great benefit to practice. However, it will only spray out in these few days every month. I didn't expect you to encounter it!"

Bai Lang smiled shyly and was full of doubts. At this time, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Xun, have you always been in this wilderness?"

Xun Huan took a look at Bai Lang and seemed to guess that Bai Lang would ask like this. He shook his head and said, "No, a long time ago, our ancestors were not here. They moved here later!"

Speaking of this, a trace of confusion also flashed on Xun Huan's face. He looked up at the stars and said, "We moved here, but for some reasons, we can no longer leave. It seems that we are trapped by a mysterious force!"

Xun Huan saw Bai Lang's surprised face and shook his head with a smile. He already knew that Bai Lang also strayed into this wilderness and smiled, "Don't worry, although you also strayed into this place, you can still rest assured to leave without any obstacles!"

"Brother Xun, do you mean that there is a power that has trapped you here for generations and can't leave?" Bai Lang's heart was shocked and he asked.

Xun Huan nodded and said, "Many things have disappeared into the clouds of history, and it is difficult to find out the truth. In ancient times, what happened? Even the old people in the village only know some incomplete fragments!"

"Brother Xun, your ancestor must be a peerless person. It's amazing that you can inherit so many mysterious Taoisms!" Bai Lang sighed. Thinking of Xiao Leizi's magic power and Xun Huan's unpredictable magic power, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Xun Huan was stunned when he heard the words, and suddenly laughed and said, "No, we don't have any Taoism to spread!"

"Huh?" Brown didn't react.

Xun Huan smiled and said, "Our people will be put into the bath spring and pray for the green of God. After waking up, they have all kinds of magical powers, such as Xiao Leizi, who was born with brute force and a good nose, and can smell the smell of heaven and earth treasures everywhere!"

Hearing Xun Huan's joke, Bai Lang also smiled and couldn't help sighing that it was really vast and strange. Unexpectedly, there was such a magical race that could naturally understand the magic power. I don't know how many people should envy.

The night was already very deep, and a faint mist floated down and enveloped the ancient village. It was as quiet as water and mysterious. Bai Lang returned to the house, but his mind was still thinking about Xun Huan's words.

"Our people grow up here, like caged birds. If they are thousands of miles away, they will definitely dissipate and die in a hurry... Shending Fulong, under the ancient legend, no one can understand it thoroughly... Old and twilight, less than a hundred years of life, a hundred generations of reincarnation..."

A paragraph of words did not go in his mind, making Bai Lang puzzled. Xun Huan did not avoid these secrets. Probably in his opinion, it was unnecessary. Even, he was eager for someone to solve this mystery that has been passed down through the ages and break the fate of the people over the past thousands of years, right?

Bai Lang was full of curiosity about this ancient village and did not leave in a hurry. Every day in the village, he gradually became familiar with the people in the village. As Xun Huan said, everyone in the ancient village has all kinds of strange magical powers.

They are born to hide their breath, like the elves of the night. Once they hide, there is no trace. Even if Bai Lang opens his eyes, he can't find any trace at all.

They may be born with divine power. Bai Lang has seen a clan collapse half of a hill with a fist after getting drunk; they may have amazing Taoism and understand many profound mysterious Taoisms. They wave their hands to change color, thunder and lightning running away, and their power is terrible; there is even a beautiful girl, as beautiful as a little lotus, but It can change its body, sometimes soar as an eagle, and sometimes turn into a fish to play in the water, which almost shocked Bai Lang's eyes...

Over these days, Bai Lang has lived in the ancient village, quiet and serene, as if returning to his distant hometown. Small bridges, flowing water, flying flowers, bit by bit, ripples in his heart.

The people in the village are very kind. They are full of curiosity about this rare outsider. Bai Lang is gentle and elegant and seems to have a good appetite for them. In his spare time, someone will always give some advice to Bai Lang, which surprises Bai Lang and always sighs.

On the road of repair, famous teachers can often take fewer detours. Under the guidance of so many 'masters', Bai Lang has adopted many strengths, broadened his horizons, and gradually has a trace of his own understanding.

Bai Lang sat in the room and poured a cup of tea. He had just woke up from his practice. In the past few days, many people from ancient villages came and gave him many treasures of heaven and earth, which made the little thunder who slip out of time drool and could hardly move.

"This is the dragon beard grass of the third uncle's family. I stole it three times but failed!"

"Oh, that little girl Feixu actually gave you this colorful flower. I begged her for half a year and didn't get it!"

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Xiao Leizi's eyes lit up and pounced on the table, constantly muttering to himself and heartbroken. His envious and sad eyes made his white hair stand up and feel the cold wind gusts.

When Bai Lang proposed to send these herbs to him, Xiao Leizi shook his head and patted his chest with an old-fashioned expression: "Once the sea was difficult for water, these herbs could not enter my little Leizi's eyes!"

Bai Langbao's body has been opened, and the medicine elixir has been completed. At this moment, he is full of desire for these spirits of heaven and earth, and he really can't wait to swallow them.

In the past few days, Bai Lang has been intoxicated in the pavilion of the ancient village. There are many ancient secret books here, including books about the treasure body. After reading, Bai Lang has a detailed understanding of the treasure body. I'm afraid the most pleasing thing for him is that on a book, he also records the cultivation of the treasure body of medicine. Famen.

With the wonderful treasures of heaven and earth that make little Leizi greedy as a backing, Bai Lang's cultivation of the treasure body can be said to have made rapid progress. His skin is crystal clear and shining. In the sea of knowledge in his body, the original longan-sized medicine elixir has increased a little, brilliant and shining, as if there is nothing. The vitality is contained in it.

The words on the ancient notes are like a clear stream, slowly flowing through the heart. The five realms of medicine elixir make people's hearts sway and full of yearning.

In the sea, the elixir is hanging in the air, dazzling, and faintly. The three colors of blue, red and yellow are intertwined, and the clouds are shining, and the endless essence is about to come out. Now that the three colors are refined, it is already like this. If the colors come out and turn into clear light, what will happen then?

Bai Lang fell into an emptiness, and the ancient scriptures of Buddhism are still running in the body. Baodan is like a bright moon, shining all over the world. Under the guidance of the ancient scriptures, it nourishes the treasure body.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the sound of the flute is ethereal. I don't know when it will haunt the dark night...