Chapter 57: Old liar

After holding the pill, the breath of Huabuyi's body suddenly calmed down and entered a deep level of cultivation. Zhang Jun stopped disturbing, and quietly left the room, his heart relaxed.
Today, he told Master his biggest secret and helped Master step into Dan Jin, which made him very happy.
"I don't know if Master Jiu Jin and Daluo Shenzhen can make a breakthrough after Master stepped into the Pill Realm?" He was looking forward to it very much.
The next morning, Huabuyi walked out of the room with a smile on his face. Zhang Jun felt that his mental temperament had been greatly improved compared with before.
"Congratulations, Master!" He smiled and bowed.
Zhang Wu had been waiting outside the door, seeing Huabuyi coming out, and said in surprise: "The boss finally broke through!"
Hua Buyi smiled slightly and said, "Dan Cheng is the second grade."
Zhang Jun did not understand the meaning of "Dancheng Second Product", so he asked for the details, and Huabuyi briefly explained. It turns out that the transformation from the qi to the pill is a qualitative improvement, and the people who form pill were called earth immortals in ancient times.
However, there are three to nine people, Dan has high and low. According to the degree of consummation of the alchemy, it can be divided into the fifth rank to the first rank, and the fifth rank is the lowest, which can barely be considered as a pill. The first rank is the highest, and belongs to the top figures among the monks in the pill realm. This kind of person even has the opportunity to touch the field of supernatural powers.
Dan Jin masters are far superior to ordinary people in spirit and physical abilities, but after all, they are still humans, neither immortals nor Buddhas. There is a big gap between them and the "earth immortals" in ancient legends.
After the cultivator embraces the pill, if the pill becomes the fifth rank, he still has the opportunity to consummate the pill fetus through cultivation, and improve to the third, second, or even first rank. However, if you want to improve the day after tomorrow, it will be much more difficult.
Just like a baby with congenital deficiencies, lack of eyes and ears after birth, although it can be repaired by acquired, after all, unlike normal people, the success rate is very low.
Listening to Hua Buyi's explanation, Zhang Jun said, "Isn't the master very good now? With a little effort, you can achieve the first grade, and then work hard and step into the supernatural realm, haha..."
Suddenly seeing Huabuyi rolled his eyes imperceptibly, he immediately closed his mouth, knowing that his thoughts were a bit simpler.
Hua Buyi sighed lightly and said: "Zhang Jun, if it were not for a hidden injury, he would be able to hold a pill for twenty years as a teacher. However, if he held a pill at that time, at most a pill would become a fourth-rank pill. Misfortune depend on each other, if it weren’t for my twenty years of polishing and nourishing, and twenty years of diligent pursuit, it would be difficult to achieve today’s second-grade pill.
Zhang Jun was still a layman about Dan Dao, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense. He remembered the boy who wounded Huabu Yi and opened his eyes and said, "Master, who is the boy who hurt you?"
Hua Buyi waved his hand and said, "When the time is right, my teacher will tell you that now you only need to practice with peace of mind and don't ask about other things."
Zhang Wu looked at Zhang Jun for a while, and Huabuyi for a while. He finally understood that it was Zhang Jun's credit to dare to love Huabuyi and hold Dan. He was excited in his heart, and finally stared at Zhang Jun and said, "Brother, you have to help me, brother, I just touched Huajin, and I want to know what it's like in the Dan realm."
Zhang Jun didn't speak, and Hua Buyi snorted coldly: "Zhang Wu, before the age of forty, you didn't have the hope of pill. Don't be too far-sighted, honest cultivation is the right way."
Zhang Wu's heart was stunned, and he quickly said, "The boss has taught me a lot."
Once a breakthrough, Huabuyi's inner joy can be imagined. Today, he has Yaxing and asked Zhang Wu to prepare wine and food. The three of them just sat down and talked about drinking. Telling them some martial arts anecdotes, quack anecdotes, the two heard them with gusto.
In the meantime, when talking about the sword immortal Situ Xing, Zhang Jun couldn't help but interject: "Master, how many grades of Situ Xing Pills was made? How did you owe you his life?"
"Only you know how many grades of pill become. You can only know that you have embraced the pill when you see it as a teacher, and you can't see how high or low. Unless life and death are relative, you can see it in unreserved battles." Master explained, "However, Situ Xing's details are known to the teacher, he is the third grade of Dancheng."
Then he talked about a legend of the world. Fifteen years ago, Situ Xing was only twenty-six years old, while Huabuyi was forty and sixty. At that time, Situ Xing already had a pill, and he was the third grade of pill. In addition, he has a keen swordsmanship, so he broke the name of the sword fairy and became famous in the Greater China region.
But this person is young and vigorous, and he finds the boy who wounded Huabuyi in the past to fight the sea. There was no third person to watch the battle. Outsiders only knew that Situ Xing was injured.
His injury was very serious at that time, the meridians were shattered, the internal organs shattered, and the vertebrae were exposed on his back. But he is worthy of being a cruel man holding Dan. He walked hundreds of miles abruptly to find Huabuyi and asked him to heal his injuries.
Huabuyi used his skill to bring Daluo Shenzhen and Jiu Jin to his highest level. It took half a year and consumed countless rare medicinal materials to restore Situ Xing.
After hearing this legend, Zhang Jun's thoughts fluctuated. Xin said that the Dan Jin masters are really terrifying, they are all fierce people standing at the peak of human physical fitness. Master invited three to lay a foundation for himself at once, and it was really well-intentioned. Now, he wants to ask the sword fairy Situ Xing to teach his swordsmanship, which is even more generous.
He was grateful in his heart, and stopped talking for a while, but silently poured wine for Huabuyi, and continued to listen to him telling stories about the rivers and lakes.
After drinking enough wine, Hua Buyi said, "Zhang Jun, Situ Xing is very interesting. When you learn the trick of'Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky' tomorrow, as long as you can learn the shelf, he will be curious in his heart, and maybe he will always Teach it down."
"Situ Xing and others were like the Sword Fairy in ancient times. He has this nickname and his name is true. His swordsmanship is self-contained. It is not under any swordsmanship master throughout the ages. You can get his guidance. It is a rare good fortune. ."
Zhang Jun nodded: "Master, don't worry, when did the apprentice let you down?"
Hua Buyi smiled. Zhang Jun's left eye was not trivial. To put it bluntly, it was a "buddha eye." The Buddha's eyes can see through the red dust, see through the great thousand, and naturally can see through the small flying fairy.
The next day, Huabuyi took Zhang Jun and flew to Kyoto, and arrived at Kyoto International Airport two hours later. When they came out of the airport, the two masters and apprentices found a hotel nearby and waited for Situ Xing.
At the international airport, a Boeing 787 flying from the United States landed. In the flow of people who disembarked, there was a young man in a Chinese tunic. He was very handsome, but his expression was indifferent. His eyes never seemed to focus. He did not rush. Get off the plane.
At the airport entrance, a dozen people with a large number of bodyguards behind them stared at the exit, looking nervous. After they saw Situ Xing, they actually said loudly regardless of their status: "Mr. Situ! Mr. Situ!"
Hearing the cry, the young man's eyes finally returned to focus. Suddenly, two sharp sword-like gazes tore through the space and shot at everyone. The bodyguards only felt cold on their backs, and the blood seemed to freeze for an instant.
More than a dozen people in good standing and ready to pick up the plane were even more stunned. They stood still in place like a log, unable to speak a word.
The young man was Situ Xing who had come to the mainland. He glanced at the pick-up person and ignored him, and walked towards the taxi stop area. After waiting for ten minutes, he got on a taxi and said to the driver: "Mizuki Hotel."
Shuimu Hotel, Huabuyi and Zhang Jun sat in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. Zhang Jun did not drink the tea provided in the hotel. He came out this time with a tea set and a bag of tea.
That tea set is very old, Zhang Wu spent a lot of money to get it, but now it has been taken over by Zhang Jun. As for tea, it is also the top tea that Zhang Wu is reluctant to drink. According to him, only national leaders can drink it.
Zhang Jun provided tea and tea set, let the waiter make it, and then waited slowly. While waiting, Zhang Jun turned his eyes and found an acquaintance, Song Shiping who had met in the plains, a person from the Eighth Bureau of National Security.
Zhang Jun found that Song Shiping was sitting not far away, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, observing a terrible old man who gave people a fortune-telling under the bridge hole opposite. The business of the old fortune-teller is obviously not very good, and his eyes are looking around nervously, as if he is afraid that the city management will suddenly appear and drive him away.
Zhang Jun curled his lips, thinking that Song Shiping was so idle that it hurts, how to pay attention to such a bad old man.
Hua Buyi also followed Zhang Jun's gaze. He also saw the bad old man. He frowned slightly, and then said: "Zhang Jun, you can count as your future by finding him."
Boss Zhang Jun was not happy: "Master, it looks like an old stick. It's a waste of time to go."
Hua Buyi said lightly: "Go."
Zhang Jun didn't dare not listen. He obediently left the hotel and walked slowly towards the bridge hole. Passing by a newsstand, he paid for two bags of Zhongnanhai, and asked by the way: "Boss, the old fortune-teller in front, how accurate is the calculation?"
When Zhang Jun mentioned the old man, the middle-aged uncle who sold the newspaper was full of contempt, and said: "Little brother, you must not go, the dead old man is a big liar. Look at the palmistry for eighty, look. It’s a hundred faces. If you ask him to measure a word, he will not say two hundred yuan. If it is accurate, the price is not high, but the old man has never calculated it."
The uncle of the newsstand opened the chatterbox and couldn't stop it for a while, and continued: "This morning there is a woman who took her nine-year-old son to see the photo. Guess what the old liar said? He said that the kid was pregnant with his brother. "
After speaking, he laughed: "What is it like, this is not nonsense!"
When Zhang Jun heard this, he became curious, thinking that even if he was a liar, it would be too ridiculous to compose such words. Could this old man have a problem?
Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and walked over. When he reached the bottom of the bridge, he directly put the two packages of "Zhongnanhai" on the Gua table, and said grimly: "Old man, give me a fortune."
He didn't want to count it at all, he said that it would be best if the old boy refused, so that he would save a few tickets.
But the old liar didn't even look at it, so he said, "Extend your hand and let this half immortal take a good look. If you are optimistic, you won't take a penny, and you don't want to take five hundred yuan."
Zhang Jun tilted his nose in anger, old man Xiong! What is the truth?
Author's words:
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