Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 406: Golden Rain, Soul Transformation

Zhou Ping'an was so happy that he didn't choose a place. He just sat cross-legged on a piece of green grass and practiced the "Guanghan Heart Sutra".

At this moment, as the golden drizzle fell, he found that his body's Qi and blood became active, the circulation of his true Qi became smoother, his vitality became stronger, and the best effect was his mental power.

At this moment, he did not burn his willpower, nor did his brain overclock, but all kinds of insights came one after another, and he seemed to have an illusion that his brain had become much smarter.

It is as if I was just living in this world ignorantly before, and suddenly one day, I saw the truth of the world and the truth of the world.

That kind of enlightenment is inexplicably moving, yet also natural.

If we have to give a description, it is that the spiritual orifice has been opened and the spirituality has greatly increased.

The changes in the physical body are just some incidental benefits.

If that's the case, then what else is there to think about...

This thing seems to be very beneficial when it comes to practicing Qigong and refining it.

In order to maximize the benefits, among all the skills he mastered, only the [Guanghan Heart Sutra] was specifically for cultivating the soul. As soon as he thought of it, he tried to practice it immediately.

boom……

As the technique was running, Zhou Ping'an seemed to see a palace complex that was so cold and indescribable that it appeared in his mind, with swaying tree shadows and fairies dancing...

In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible and cold energy pouring into the mind.

I could feel my spirit growing rapidly, there was no wind or waves around me, and ripples appeared on the grass, extending in all directions.

In telepathy, the sky seemed to become brighter.

Two hundred meters, three hundred meters...the range of mental induction is still extending outward.

……

At this time, all the people in the city went out and spontaneously walked under the golden rain, bathing in the bizarre celestial phenomenon.

They just vaguely felt that this thing had benefits, but they didn't know exactly where the benefits were.

The first person started to shout: "It feels so good!"

Soon, more people discovered this.

When he walked out of the house, the fear in his heart instantly faded away. His disabled and old body regained vitality and seemed to be much better.

Soon after, more and more people took to the streets...mostly the elderly, the weak, women and children, all looking up at the sky with joy in their hearts.

Lin Huaiyu, who was flying over the houses like a fairy, did not find it strange.

It's correct that they are all the elderly, the weak, women and children.

This is because ninety-nine percent of the young and strong men in the city were arranged to work outside the city, building roads, sowing seeds, constructing, and reclaiming wasteland... As Qingyang City expanded its fields and villages outward, no matter how many strong laborers there were, it could absorb them.

These old and weak people can just do the chores they have at home. It's good that everyone is busy.

When she saw the golden rain falling, she thought of something and felt a little uneasy. She thought it was necessary to get closer to Black Mountain to see what was going on on the mountain.

As soon as she jumped onto the city wall, she stopped.

He turned his head blankly and saw a figure in a green robe sitting in the wild hundreds of meters away from the city.

A huge funnel seemed to appear above my head, rotating slowly.

Countless golden raindrops in the sky swirled with the whirlpool, gathered together, and fell towards his head.

As a result, above his head, within a radius of hundreds of meters, not a single drop of golden rain fell on him.

"Senior brother."

Lin Huaiyu was startled at first, then she was ecstatic and cheered softly.

I haven't seen my brother for a few days, but I didn't expect that he had quietly come back.

Is this because he is worried about Qingyang City, or is he concerned about me?

"Isn't it said that this golden rain is useful to all living things in the world, but has no great use to humans? What are you doing, brother?"

She herself had experienced it carefully and realized that what was falling from the sky looked like rain, but in fact it had no substance at all.

In addition to making the mind clearer and more active, it is like an invisible energy that permeates the body and then disperses, leaving no trace...

However, Zhou Ping'an created such a commotion that even if she didn't understand why, she knew that her senior brother must have benefited from it.

Judging from the enjoyment on his face, there are obviously many benefits.

“Come here quickly.”

As I was thinking about it, I heard a sound in my ears, and at the same time, I felt a slight traction on my body.

Lin Huaiyu simply stopped resisting and flashed into the range of the vortex funnel.

"Sit down, relax, don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

Zhou Pingan laughed softly.

Lin Huaiyu's face turned red, thinking that her senior brother was saying some weird words again.

What does it matter whether it hurts or not? Isn't it just that the soul and the spirit are connected and the minds are communicating with each other?

Not only does it not hurt, it's actually very comfortable.

Fortunately, Lin Huaiyu had tried it several times before, so she was not unfamiliar with this kind of telepathic communication.

Just as I relaxed my mind, I felt a huge mental force rushing in.

For a moment, I didn’t know what day it was and I just felt like I was in the deepest and sweetest dream.

Before she could come to her senses.

Suddenly, a mnemonic and a scripture appeared in my mind.

Obviously, it was something unfamiliar and Lin Huaiyu had never come into contact with it before, but she naturally comprehended some of its essence and key points.

There is no need to misunderstand or comprehend, it seems like it is something you are born with.

As the two parties' minds were entangled, Lin Huaiyu's mind also expanded infinitely. He could see the area within 350 meters around him, every blade of grass growing, and every antennae waving by insects.

You can also see the inexplicable ethereal aura in the void, integrate it into your spirit, and strengthen your soul.

"Guanghan Heart Sutra, what level of scripture is this?"

Lin Huaiyu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Ping'an with shock. In this world, the skills are clearly classified, and all the skills with the word "Jing" are the treasures of the thousand-year-old sects.

I don’t know where my senior brother got such a profound immortal scripture, and it’s actually the rarest and hard to find “spirit refining” type of immortal scripture.

If the people from the big sects knew about this, even the highly respected seniors in the Zhenwu realm would probably lose face and come to take it by any means necessary.

No wonder my senior brother always taught me the Dharma in such a shameful way.

No writing, no words.

I felt my soul growing rapidly, and I had a new understanding of all the skills I had practiced and learned, and I was able to control them more precisely.

At the same time, the martial spirit of "The Bright Moon Rising from the Sea" that he had realized and the bright moon sword spirit that condensed in his mind gradually condensed from virtual to real, becoming more real and much more powerful.

For a moment, Lin Huaiyu's tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

This time the golden rain did not last too long.

Half an hour later, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

The sun was shining brightly again in the sky.

Cheers of surprise rang out again all around.

That was when the farmers saw that the rice and bean seedlings in the fields had grown a lot taller, and the time for them to mature was advanced a step further.

Thinking that within a few months, there will be a lot of food to be harvested here, everyone spontaneously wants to protect this land...

They don't want to endure the hungry and precarious life they had in the past.

I never want to go back to the past.

"The sweet sky descends, and all things grow... This is a good omen!"

"Yes, ever since General Zhou came to Qingyang City, our lives have become more fulfilling. We no longer have to worry about starving. I'm really afraid this is just a dream."

"Of course it's not a dream, this is real. You are not well-informed and don't know some things. My cousin is a squad leader in the Overlord Army. He secretly told me this morning not to spread it around."

A farmer whispered, his face full of pride: "I heard that General Zhou has led his troops to defeat the Red Lotus bandit army, captured Dongshan and Yunhu counties, and held a ceremony to worship the heaven in Yunhu a few days ago.

At that time, the Red Lotus thief [Chengtian Dao Wang] attacked, but General Zhou was so brave that he killed Yue Chengtian in front of hundreds of thousands of people..."

"Speaking of which, the thief Yue Chengtian who was killed that day was once famous all over the world, with extremely high cultivation level, and was indeed a very powerful figure. To be able to kill this man, you can imagine how powerful General Zhou must be.

Moreover, because we killed the thieves during the sacrifice to the great god Hou Tu, the gods were pleased and sent down this nectar to bless us..."

This guy is a good storyteller.

In the end, there is no end to it.

However, considering the inexplicable golden rain before our eyes, it is unquestionable.

There are rumors and factual evidence, and people can't help but believe it.

"Now that General Zhou has eliminated the Red Lotus bandits, there is no longer any threat to Qingyang City. Can we live in peace now?
If this continues, even the emperor will be no more than this, right? "

Another person interrupted.

As he spoke, he fished out a rice ball from his arms, took a bite with relish, savoring the sweet taste, shaking his head, his eyes full of intoxication.

"This……"

The farmer whose cousin was in the army was a little hesitant.

"Give me half of the rice ball, and I'll tell you another piece of news."

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I have to clear half an acre of wasteland later. You need to eat well before you can work. But I can't give it to you. Who told you to eat so fast?"

The man quickly stuffed the rice ball into his mouth and sighed with satisfaction.

I don't even want to hear the news.

Can listening to stories be used to make a living?

The next meal will not be distributed for another hour and a half.

Thinking about the next meal, the man's mouth began to secrete saliva crazily again. He touched his cheek and felt that he was starting to gain weight.

From north to south, passing through four states, I finally made it to Qingyang City. It was really not easy to survive.

But no matter in which state or county, he had never seen a farmer who was so extravagant as to eat three meals a day.

It’s actually rice, oh my god!
However, he didn't care at all if he could live ten or eight years less by living this kind of life.

“Forget it, I’ve never seen someone like you… When eating, you hide the food like a mouse, taking a bite from time to time. Even the rich families are not as meticulous as you.

To tell you the truth, eat as much as you can. I heard that monsters are likely to attack from the swamp in the south.

My cousin has already entered the forest with the army this morning. He said that it was to prevent any monsters from taking a detour. We also need to be alert...

If you really see a demon, you can’t run away when you have to fight to the death.”

"That's natural..."

The people around all looked slightly bitter when they heard this, and after thinking about it, they nodded heavily.

At this time, let alone the possibility of a monster attacking, even if a god attacked, they would dare to rush forward with bare chests and fight desperately.

A good life is hard to come by, even if you are a little tired from work every day.

However, with such sufficient food, what is there to be afraid of if you are tired or suffer a little?

There are millions of people in the world who work hard and suffer all year round and cannot even have a full meal.

Aren’t they tired?
Also very tired.

Doesn't the government have much food? A lot.

I heard that the old grain that rots in the granaries of wealthy families is replaced in batches every year.

When the war broke out, food and fodder were burned in piles.

That’s why everyone has nothing to eat.

It’s just that I didn’t meet the general last week.

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(End of this chapter)