On the Correct Eating Posture of Jindan

Demon Realm, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Hou Qing was dressed in white, looking up at the murals on the walls and ceiling of the hall.The mural on the wall is like a scroll, recording various scenes of war, and on the ceiling are four huge portraits.

Among the hundreds of square meters of the hall, there is only a crystal column in the center, which runs through the top and bottom, and several huge weapons hang in the middle.Beside the column, there were a few round cushions, and there was nothing else in the room. The black magic flame stone floor was neat and smooth, with a faint red luster.

Hou Qing walked forward slowly along the wall, looking at the patterns on the mural little by little, with a somewhat moved and complicated expression on his face.

Hua Ling followed Hou Qing, and said, "The scene on this mural is hard to forget, right?"

Hou Qing nodded, his eyes fell on a headless demon god on the ceiling, his face was pale, and there was a bit of sadness in his eyes. Hualing and him looked up at the ceiling and said:

"This Hall of Mental Cultivation was built by Shen Tu when he first arrived in the Demon Realm. It is the first building in the entire Demon Palace. Shen Tu painted all the scenes of the entire Zhuolu War on this wall."

Hua Ling looked up and saw the four human figures drawn on the ceiling, with a rare solemnity in their tone:

"The painting on this ceiling is exactly the scene when Chi You, Xing Tian, ​​Kua Fu, and Gong Gong died in battle."

Hua Ling scanned the portraits of several people one by one, and finally locked his eyes on the headless demon god, and said:

"The appearance of Xing Tian when he died was only seen by Shen Tu and me. After the battle, Shen Tu and I went to Wuhou Pass, and this was the scene we saw. There was no living person there. , has been firmly sealed by the corpses of the Yellow Emperor's tribe army, and Xing Tian is standing on the top of the corpse mountain with a shield in one hand and an ax in the other."

Hua Ling was silent for a while, and continued: "Xing Tian's head was found in the pass hundreds of miles away. His head was in a different place, but he still did not fall. The ten thousand army was slaughtered at the pass."

Hou Qing's hand holding the wall trembled slightly. He pursed his lips lightly, staring intently at Xing Tian's hideous and bloody portrait.

Hua Ling smiled wryly, and continued, "Although we lost the Zhuolu War, Xing Tian has no regrets in the name of the God of War."

Hou Qing's face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he said softly: "Why is this..."

Hua Ling shook her head and said: "In the past few thousand years, I have often thought about this question, maybe this is God's will, no one would have thought that the Yellow Emperor would be so clever and send half of the army to Wuhouguan to intercept Xingtian's troops At that time, Chi You sent Xing Tian to lead [-] elite soldiers to go this way, in order to give the enemy a fatal blow from behind and attack them unprepared, but he did not expect such a result. In the final analysis, it was still a mistake. The elite soldiers led by Xing Tian All died in battle, and he himself did not allow the Yellow Emperor's [-] troops to return to the main battlefield alive."

There was a gleam of crystal light in Hou Qing's eyes, and he stood there silently.

Hua Ling sighed, and the previous cynicism appeared on his face again. He sat cross-legged on the cushion on the ground, looked up at the ceiling, and said:

"Before every big battle, I would drink and quarrel with Xing Tian. I would often say to him: 'If you lose, how can you come back alive.' Xing Tian would yell at me every time: 'I am the God of War, no! I will lose!' Haha, Xing Tian is brave and invincible on the battlefield, but he is like a child when he drinks, and his face will often be flushed by my words." Hua Ling had a faint smile on her face, as if she was immersed in memories .

After a moment of silence, Hualing's voice sounded again, with a hint of sadness: "Only this last battle, I didn't say that to him, I never thought he would not be able to make it to the battlefield, I thought He will be the same as before, invincible, invincible, full of blood and murderous aura, standing in front of us with a proud smile, but this time, he really never came back..."

Hou Qing couldn't help covering her mouth, tears fell like beads with a broken thread.

Hua Ling's eyes were a little misty, and her tone was a little sad: "When Shen Tu first built this Hall of Mental Cultivation, I rarely came in, and the same was true for Fei Lian and Ping Yi. Every time Ping Yi saw the portraits of Xing Tian and Kua Fu, he would Suffering for a long time. Only Shen Tu, he often sits here alone, silent to the weapons in the pillar, sometimes sitting for several months. Then he suddenly proposed to go to the mortal world to reincarnate to find you, After that, I seldom come here again.”

Hua Ling sighed, stretched out her limbs, lay down on the ground, and said to Hou Qing:

"Houqing, don't cry. It's been thousands of years. Our biggest wish now is that our surviving old friends can be together well." Hua Ling looked at the portraits of the four on the ceiling and continued. :

"A few of them will not be lonely. They must be drinking somewhere in the sky while watching us secretly. In the past few thousand years, you may be the loneliest one, but it doesn't matter. Shentu finally found us. is you."

Hou Qing nodded, but the tears in his eyes were still dripping uncontrollably, and he murmured softly:

"I didn't expect that it would be like this..."

Hua Ling jumped up, stood up from the ground, patted Hou Qing on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Okay, don't cry, thousands of years have passed, why do you still cry so much, if I knew it, I wouldn't bring you here, let's talk about something else."

After sobbing for a long time, Hou Qing finally stopped the tears flowing like a fountain. He wiped away the tears, hesitated for a moment, and said to Hua Ling:

"Yin Ling, the person Shen Tu met in the mortal world in this life, isn't he an ordinary person?"

Hua Ling nodded and smiled and said, "Well, his name in the mortal world is Qiao Mo, and he is actually the Ninth Prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea." Hua Ling thought of the relationship between Qiao Mo and Jin Zhen, and Hou Qing's love for Shen Tu, For a while, I didn't know what to say next, so I had to remain silent.

Hou Qing was silent for a moment, with a somewhat lonely expression on his face, and said, "Shen Tu told me that he found someone he likes, and it should be the Ninth Prince."

Hua Ling was slightly taken aback, nodded, and then asked hesitantly:

"Hou Qing, I remember you told me back then that between you and Shen Tu..."

Hou Qing smiled and said, "From the first time I saw Shen Tu when I was young, I fell in love with him. For thousands of years, my heart has never changed."

Hua Ling looked at Hou Qing quietly.

Hou Qing's voice was a little hoarse: "And his mind has never changed. When he rejected me back then, I thought he just didn't care about these children's love affairs. As long as I persist and wait, sooner or later he will be happy." Will be with me one day. But, now I understand, it will never be possible between us."

Hua Ling was a little surprised and puzzled, he frowned slightly, and said: "Shen Tu has been reincarnated in the mortal world for 5000 years, and suffered all the sufferings in the world, just to find you, we all thought he..."

Hou Qing's body slid down slowly against the wall, and he sat softly on the ground with his back against the wall, looked up at the portrait on the ceiling, and said:

"I thought so too, but that's not the case. He told me in Qingyuan Cave that he already has someone he likes in his heart."

Hua Ling was in a complicated mood at the moment, with Hou Qing on one side and Qiao Mo on the other. Although she understood Shen Tu's choice, Hua Ling still couldn't bear to look at Hou Qing's absent-minded eyes. He didn't know what to say, so he had to Quietly looked at Houqing.

Hou Qing pressed his head against the wall, his white chin and neck formed a beautiful arc, and murmured:

"I have lost the qualification to continue to love him..."

Hua Ling got up and sat beside him, hugged Hou Qing's shoulders, and said with a smile:

"If you can't be a lover, you can still be a brother. Houqing, don't be sad. In fact, after that life-and-death battle, I feel that everything has faded away. As long as the few of us can continue to drink happily together, that's enough. "

The corner of Hou Qing's mouth hooked slightly, and after a while, he said softly, "I hope so."

Hua Ling stood up and said to Hou Qing: "Come on, I'll take you to other places and show you around the Demon World."

Hou Qing smiled, waved his hands lightly, and said, "No hurry, I want to sit here for a while." Then, he looked up at Hua Ling's face, and said gently: "Yin Ling, can you be with me? Tell me about that little prince? Since he is the person Shen Tu likes, I want to know what kind of person he is."

Hualing scratched her head, sat down again, pondered for a moment, and said, "He is completely different from you...he is a very cute little tease."

Hou Qing looked at Hua Ling suspiciously: "Amused?"

"Aha?" Hua Ling remembered the human culture that had been missing for thousands of years among Hou Qing, and the word "dumb" was too modern for him, so she immediately changed her words: "It's just a silly and cute little guy."

Hou Qing nodded half-understanding: "Is it just a very likable character?"

Hua Ling smiled and nodded: "Yes, he's very likable, I'm almost in love with him."

……

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, two figures, one purple and one white, sit side by side, just like thousands of years ago...

Seven days later, Shen Tu and Ping Yi returned to the Demon Realm.Fei Lian, Yu Lei, Yin Lingzi, and Hou Qing looked at Shen Tu suspiciously, with shock in their eyes.And the huge white tiger circled Shen Tu twice, sniffed Shen Tu's trousers, jumped to the side with a whimper, and looked at Shen Tu with its head tilted.

Standing next to Shen Tu, Ping Yi looked tired, and he nodded to the beasts in front of him and said:

"He gave the inner alchemy of the gold system to the little prince."

Fei Lian looked at Shen Tu calmly, and finally looked at Ping Yi and asked, "How was the result?"

Ping Yi moved his stiff shoulders, and said: "I helped him guide the true qi in his body for seven days, and now the water-type true qi he has produced can absorb the energy in the inner alchemy on its own, and it should get better in the future."

Ping Yi rubbed his eyes, dozed off, and continued: "Then we were kicked out by other princes. In the past few days, we haven't even been provided with a meal..."

Yu Lei said angrily when he heard the words: "You didn't even get a full meal in exchange for an inner alchemy? How do these gods treat guests? You two are really embarrassing to our demon world."

Ping Yi waved his hand, and walked towards his bedroom in a drowsy manner, and said as he walked: "Yes, I bring my own raw materials, work 24 hours a day, and don't include board and lodging. A bill, or else I will lose a lot this time..."