Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

Summer goes and autumn comes, autumn ends and winter solstice, the grass and trees in the mountain forest turn green and turn yellow, the yellow falls to the ground, and finally the mountain is covered with snow again.

Before you know it, it's another cold winter.

At this time last year, Zhan Changsheng went hunting with his senior brother and adopted Wu Yun's family.It's been a whole year now.

His progress in cultivation became more and more slow, until two days ago, he was stuck on the eighth floor of foundation building and could not make any further progress.

Single spiritual roots are regarded as good talents from heaven, and they rarely encounter bottlenecks in their practice. From building foundations to consolidating veins, it will happen naturally in time.

However, Zhan Changsheng lost this innate advantage due to the locking of his acupoints.No matter how he tried his best, it was in vain.He finally made up his mind to go out to seek opportunities.

Before leaving, it is natural to arrange Wu Yun and the cubs properly.

Wu Yun's temperament is docile and harmless, almost clumsy, but in fact, his cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level, which is almost equivalent to the initial level of human pulse coagulation. He has few opponents and is loyal, so he can rest assured.Tuanyuanyuan is also half the size of its mother. The sharp claws protruding from the black fur are snow-white and cold, and they are sharp enough to cut through metal. They can be counted as two second-order spirit beasts.With these three spirit beasts protecting Xia Tongsheng, it should be more than enough.

Zhan Long and him lived in the mountains for a long time, the beasts knew that this land was occupied by masters, and dared not trespass.In the past few months, he has placed defensive magic circles within a radius of a hundred miles to ensure safety.

The rest depends on the luck of the man and three beasts.He handed Wu Yun a talisman of communication, and prepared enough spiritual beast pills, various elixir, Xia Tongsheng's snack toys, and a change of clothes.

Then he took out the Beast Control Talisman, and immediately sensed that Wu Yun was advising him to wait for a few days until the blizzard stopped before leaving.Zhan Changsheng said with a smile: "A bit of wind and snow is nothing to be afraid of, you and these cubs should be careful, don't run too far."

Wu Yun was reluctant to give up, but he still promised him again and again.

Zhan Changsheng gently rubbed its furry head again, then turned to a corner of the stone house, and said softly, "Maomao, come here."

On the protruding stone citron on the top of the wall, there was a young light-gold sculpture perched on it. Seeing Zhan Changsheng's call, it immediately spread its wings, flew down neatly, and landed firmly on Zhan Changsheng's arm.

This young vulture is the king of monsters and birds. He is naturally arrogant and doesn't like to associate with other spirit beasts. He only has Zhan Changsheng in his eyes.

Zhan Changsheng wanted to take him out to practice, so he took out the beast control talisman, but before he could speak, Mao Mao opened his beak and spit out a drop of bright red blood.

Zhan Changsheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Mao Mao staring straight at him, his childishness could not be concealed under his arrogance.Zhan Changsheng laughed, and hastily injected spiritual power into the beast control talisman, absorbing that drop of heart blood into the talisman.Immediately after realizing what Maomao was thinking, it was saying: "My lord, I am very merciful. I will be your spiritual pet. The spirit beast pill must be fed every day. If not, even if you are the master, you will still peck it." Not wrong."

It is worthy of being the silver-footed golden feather carving of the king of monsters and birds. This expression is clear and well-organized.

Zhan Changsheng smiled softly and said, "Don't worry." He took out a few spirit beast pills, distributed them to Tuanyuanyuan and Mao Mao fairly, and finally fed the spirit pets once, then carefully picked up Xia Tongsheng and stroked him a few times With increasingly hard hair, he said in a low voice: "Tiryu, your adoptive father is gone. I don't know how long this trip will be, but I have gained something, so I will return as soon as possible. You should listen to Wu Yun."

Xia Tongsheng only stared at him for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth and yawned.

Zhan Changsheng had no choice but to hand the toddler to Wu Yun, and promised Tuan Yuanyuan that he would take the two beasts with him next time he went out for training.Immediately, he summoned the flying wooden slips, paired with the wind talisman, jumped up, and shouted: "Maomao!"

The wooden slip rushed into the wind and snow, and the silver-footed golden-feathered young eagle was completely unafraid of the oncoming cold wind. It spread its wings and screamed loudly. In mid-air, pale golden lightning cut through the wind and snow, and followed the wooden slip and go.

Zhan Changsheng had long thought about it, so he went to Changning Prefecture first.Almost two years have passed, Yongchang is still shrinking, allowing Changning and Qiongying to fall into the hands of the magic army.

The wilderness is covered with snow and covered with silver, and the tragic scene of corpses strewn all over the field in the past can no longer be seen.

Zhan Changsheng manipulated the wooden slips to the ground, and walked on the snow for a while step by step. Suddenly, he saw a snow bag bulging in front of him. He raised his hand, and his spiritual power gathered into a breeze, blowing all the white snow away, revealing a deserted grave. There is a line of words engraved on the rough stone tablet: The Aegis of Protecting the Nation of Changning is buried here.

After all, some people remembered the 40 troops. Although they did not dare to pick up the bones blatantly, they still managed to set up a tomb to commemorate the heroes.

Zhan Changsheng solemnly bowed three times in front of the grave, and then took out a jug of strong wine and poured it on the grave to pay homage. In order to avoid any clues, he swept snow to cover the grave again.

Now that his mind was over, he recalled the wooden slips, left Changning, and flew towards the extreme east.

Maomao has been flying above the dark clouds, and seeing Zhan Changsheng reappeared on the top of the clouds, he was excited for a while, and landed on his shoulders in a daze, holding his head high and chest out, riding on the wooden slips together.

Zhan Changsheng has long thought about it, most of the continent is full of mortals, fighting endlessly is not a good place for cultivating immortals, not to mention that he has been offered a huge reward by many sects, so it is better to avoid it as far as possible.

There are three kingdoms in the mainland, the sea in the extreme east, and the ten continents on the sea, where monks live. Although the battle is fierce, there are also many exchanges with fellow disciples, which can solve his doubts.

Therefore, Zhan Changsheng's goal here is Heyunzhou, the first of the ten continents, with an area equivalent to half the continent.

The wooden slip was blessed by the divine talisman, and it traveled three thousand miles a day, but it took only a few days to cross the continent.Therefore, he was on the road all day long, fearing that there would be trouble, he would find a secluded mountain forest every two days to rest for a while, and only then continued to fly when he was full of energy.

When Maomao went out for the first time, he felt that the sky was high and the earth was wide, and he was so happy to fly freely.Zhan Changsheng only released it from the spirit beast bag to play freely when there were few people, but it was enough for Mao Mao to open his eyes, and he would capture some wild animals every time he went out.

The small ones are like hares and pheasants, the big ones are like wild boars and fierce tigers, and what's more, they even captured a farming ox and held it in a pair of silver claws like offering treasures, and flew around Zhan Changsheng for several times before catching the dying cow. The cattle are thrown on the wooden slips.

Zhan Changsheng was helpless and annoyed when he saw that the cow was still tied with a cowbell rein. He had grown up in Qinghe Village for 16 years, so he didn't know how important a cow was to the farm.

Seeing Mao Maoxi flying around the wooden slips diligently, he had no choice but to stop the wooden slips, lightly tugged at the reins, and persuaded in a low voice: "Mao Mao, look at the nose ring of the rein, this cattle is owned by the owner, not wild. Where are you from? Come on, take me there, okay?"

The young eagle couldn't see the reward, and was unwilling in every possible way, so he lost his temper, turned his head and flew away.

Zhan Changsheng saw it unrestrained, took out the beast control talisman and held it in his hand, and sternly shouted: "Maomao, get back!"

The owner was angry, and the young eagle was also punished, his soul was in agony, Mao Mao let out a miserable cry, which made Zhan Changsheng's heart soften, so he slowed down his tone, but still said: "Get back."

Mao Mao was aggrieved and flew to the edge of the wooden slip, with his belly attached to the wooden slip, his wings struggling to support, and he barely rolled a circle on the wooden slip, soaring in the air with a graceful posture, but after landing he was extremely clumsy.

Zhan Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and the remaining bit of anger dissipated. He couldn't laugh or cry, he bent his knees, picked it up, and hugged it in his arms.

Maomao chirped a few times, infinite grievances came from the beast control talisman.

Zhan Changsheng caressed its feathers, and said softly: "Maomao, let's forget it this time, remember not to tamper with the owner's things, where are you hunting from, take me to see."

Maomao pointed him in one direction, and Zhan Changsheng turned around and walked in the direction of the wooden slips.

Although the young eagle didn't quite understand the reason, he also remembered that this move could not please the owner.It lay in Zhan Changsheng's arms for a while, then flapped its wings again, leading the way.

The blessed wooden slip and the golden feather carving can only go hand in hand, and when it grows, the speed is even more astonishing, and the ordinary magic weapon is hard to come by.

After traveling for about half an hour, Maomao flew downwards, the wooden slips passed through the clouds, and layers of mountains and rivers appeared below, and the fields were like scales paved on the ground, which was already in the territory of Dazhou.

Not long after, the young eagle landed outside a farm, flying around the roof, and Zhan Changsheng also descended slowly.

Then I saw people in that mountain village rushing to tell each other, and hurried to gather at the sun-drying field at the entrance of the village.

Zhan Changsheng was stunned for a moment, feeling that the scene in front of him was so unfamiliar.

When the Shangqingmen came to Qinghe Village in the past, wouldn't it be the same posture?

But that day he was busy in the village, waiting to welcome the immortal master, but now he is standing on the cloud head, accepting the worship of ordinary people.

For fear of breaking the rules of the cultivation world, Zhan Changsheng stood still for the time being. Seeing that all the villagers set up incense tables and knelt down in unison, saying, "The villagers of Shang'an Village welcome the arrival of the immortal master", he slowly descended and asked in a solemn voice: "Who is here in the village?" Lost the cattle?"

All the villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and the head of the village chief just said in a trembling voice: "The immortal master has a clever plan. It was the old man who lost his cattle half an hour ago."

Zhan Changsheng smiled wryly in his heart. Where did the clever calculation come from? He clearly came here to apologize to the sufferer.

But it was inconvenient to say this out loud, he jumped down, but still let the bamboo slips hang above everyone's heads, so as not to let everyone see the dead cattle.Mao Mao also flew back to his shoulder, only glanced at the mortals in the village, and then was bored and just combed his feathers.

The old village head was very frightened and ordered people to clean the hall quickly to welcome the immortal master inside.

Zhan Changsheng didn't talk too much, after entering the room, he fended off others, and said straight to the point: "My pet accidentally injured the farm cattle, so I'm here to apologize."

The old village chief had never heard of an immortal teacher who asked mortals for their sins. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know the true meaning of longevity.

Zhan Changsheng glanced at the storage ring, but his face showed embarrassment.He has been far away from the world for a long time, and at this time, among the dazzling array of spiritual stones and magic weapons in the ring, he can't find any common things in the world, let alone gold or silver.

He had no choice but to take out three low-grade spirit stones, hesitantly said: "I don't know how much money these can be exchanged for, I hope the old man can accept it."

The old village chief just believed a little bit, this fairy teacher is really a maverick, and he came to make amends.But he didn't dare to accept it, so he had to say: "The immortal master's words are serious, how dare we mortals pursue the debts of the immortals, the immortal master must not break the old man."

Zhan Changsheng insisted on paying the compensation, but the old village head insisted on not accepting it, and for a while there was a stalemate.Zhan Changsheng could only say: "Since that's the case, I don't know what difficulties I have, I'll take care of one or two for you, and it's a favor."

When the old village chief heard it, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Actually, I went to An Village, but I really encountered a difficult thing."

It turned out that two years ago, the back mountain of Shang'an Village was suddenly occupied by ghosts or monsters. The villagers below the mountainside were allowed to enter and exit, but those above the mountainside were strictly forbidden to enter.If you enter by force, you will get lost in the forest. No matter how you walk up, you will eventually reach the foot of the mountain.

That's all, and since then, some strange things have happened in the village, such as the wine jar suddenly emptied, and the hot dishes just out of the pot disappeared in the blink of an eye, which made the village restless and panicked.

That monster doesn't hurt people, it only likes to steal, after all, it's too disturbing.Therefore, the village offered rewards many times to get rid of the monster, but the immortal masters invited were all swindlers, who came arrogantly and fled in disgrace.

Zhan Changsheng naturally understands that a cultivator has only a small amount of success, so who would spend energy to pay attention to the troubles of a mere mountain village.

He nodded and said, "I'll go and have a look."

The old village head was overjoyed, and pointed out the way up the mountain. Zhan Changsheng returned the cattle carcass, and then he got on the wooden slip and led Maomao to fly straight to the top of the back mountain.

Unexpectedly, he flew two laps at the top of the mountain, but he didn't see any abnormality at all, but after landing at the top of the mountain ten feet away, he encountered resistance when going down, and the wooden slips couldn't fall down no matter what.

The dense woods on the top of the mountain, for some reason, can cover the field of vision, and the divine consciousness of Zhan Changsheng cannot be released, and the clues cannot be seen at all with only eyesight.He put Mao Mao into the spirit beast bag, turned the wooden slips and walked to the mountainside. At this time, he easily landed in the mountain forest, found a path overgrown with weeds, and stretched windingly to the top of the mountain.

Zhan Changsheng put away the wooden slips, walked up the mountain, and the concentration of spiritual energy suddenly changed, several times thicker.

He inspected carefully again, the vegetation in the forest is luxuriant, the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, it is a fertile place, along the way there are some spiritual grasses growing in it.

Zhan Changsheng walked along the mountain road, he felt that he was going up, but after a while, he found that his eyes suddenly opened up, and he came to the foot of the mountain.

Zhan Changsheng turned up the mountain and walked again, but this time he still reached the foot of the mountain.

Repeated this seven or eight times, the sky gradually darkened, Zhan Changsheng never tired of it, and went up the mountain for the last time.This time, instead of going forward blindly, he deviated from the mountain road and walked through the grass in the forest.

The sky was gloomy and dull, so Zhan Changsheng took out a gossip plate with a miniature golden light array, and when it was actuated a little, the gossip plate would light up with soft white light, illuminating the forest clearly and clearly, showing every detail.

He looked carefully for a while, and finally saw the clues. He squatted under the air roots of a huge banyan tree, and pushed aside the dead leaves in the floating soil, revealing 27 spiritual stones neatly half buried in the soil.

The corner of Zhan Changsheng's mouth was smiling, this is really a maze to protect the mountain, it has no intention of hurting anyone, it just makes good use of the geomantic omen of this place to lure the intruders out of the mountain.The person who came here to set up the formation is clever in means, but they are kind-hearted, or they don't want to cause more troubles.

Now that he sees through it, Zhan Changsheng is naturally a joy, so he wants to remove the spirit stone and disarm the formation.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he heard an old voice explode in his ears: "Don't do anything, don't do anything, the old man will let you in."

Immediately, a blue light lit up on the top of the mountain, and the voice said again: "Follow the light to guide you up."

Zhan Changsheng covered up the spirit stone again, and walked towards the light.

I just feel that the light is on the left for a while, then on the right again, up and down, changing indefinitely.Zhan Changsheng had no other distractions, he just stared at the light for half a cup of tea, and then arrived at a wooden house.

The light turned out to be a lantern at the door, outside the door an old man in short brown clothes folded his hands in his arms, his beard and hair were white, his complexion rosy, he was blowing his beard and staring, glaring at Zhan Changsheng approaching.