NOVEL NEXT Chapter 28: Forming the Golden Pill A Practitioner's Journey
"你这次什么时候走?"
黄清月擦了擦哭泣时微微发红的眼睛,止住了她悲伤的情绪,急忙问出这句话,生怕陈霞不带她一起突然又消失了.
陈侠放下托着他头的手,双手放在膝盖上,轻笑着显得有些随意.
"这次我不打算离开,我只是要在皇城修炼."
黄清月愣住了,然后抽了抽鼻子,语气中充满了无法抑制的喜悦,再次寻求确认.
"真的不走吗?"
陈霞笑着点点头,"我游累了,也没好去的地方.还是留在皇城,悄悄修炼就好了.
"好,好,好."黄清月嘴角弯起,连说三句"好",显然抑制不住自己的喜悦,脸上浮现出傻乎乎的笑容.
陈霞站起身来,一只手捏着下巴,看了一眼穿着鹅黄色裙子的黄清月,想了想,笑了起来.
"你好像没怎么变化."
黄清月淡淡一笑,害羞道:"我怎么可能没有,如果以正常人的寿命来计算,我已经是老太太了.
陈霞摇摇头,"按照修炼者的寿命,你还只是一个年轻的女孩.
"呵呵."黄清月又笑了起来,双手放在臀部后面,一边说一边点了点头.
"我希望如此."
陈霞从墙上跳下来,肯定地点点头,"是的.
黄清月还不到一百岁,确实算是修炼者中长寿的少女了.
毕竟,刚刚筑基的老仙,已经活了两百多岁了.
想到这里,陈夏好奇地问道:"你修炼了我留给你的'玄广道章'到底有多远了?
黄清月挠了挠自己的俏脸,有些不好意思地回答道:"我只凝聚了五十缕玄气,还没写道章呢.
五十根线?
陈夏微微惊讶.以他的修为,他只凝聚了三十缕玄气,但黄清月却从零开始,成功地凝聚了五十缕玄气.
It was evident that Huang Qingyue had a good talent.
Seeing Chen Xia not speaking, Huang Qingyue felt uneasy, grabbed the corner of her clothes with the other hand, and stammered.
"I... I might be too stupid, always not understanding well, and my cultivation progress is slow, and my current strength is not strong..."
As she said this, Huang Qingyue's voice gradually became quieter, pursed her lips, and said dejectedly.
"Am I useless?"
Chen Xia was speechless, not knowing how to respond. After a pause, he shook his head and said.
"It's okay, at least you are a good person."
Huang Qingyue pouted, not willing to be outdone, and replied.
"You are too."
"Thank you." Chen Xia nodded politely and smiled, "I am indeed a good person."
Huang Qingyue rolled her eyes and had nothing more to say.
The two then began to stare at each other.
Chen Xia noticed that Huang Qingyue's realm was not high, but her appearance had not changed much, which meant that Huang Qingyue had a lot of lifespan, at least starting from two hundred years.
This was a bit strange.
Chen Xia thought for a while and thought it should be the effect of the "Mysterious and Vast Dao Chapter."
Some cultivation methods not only strengthen strength but also increase lifespan, and even the worldly skills of martial artists have such effects.
So Huang Qingyue should have increased her lifespan so much because she practiced the "Mysterious and Vast Dao Chapter."
Thinking of this, Chen Xia had to sigh that some cultivation methods could lead to longevity, while others led to a short life.
The "Great Tortoise Breathing Technique" he was practicing now was the best example.
It was Chen Xia, the wrong person, who met the "Great Tortoise Breathing Technique," the wrong technique, and it was a rare match.
Negative times negative equals positive.
The "Mysterious and Vast Dao Chapter" is the correct cultivation method for cultivators, so Chen Xia, the wrong person, practices it a bit slowly.
The weather in early spring is very good, with the warm sun rising early and hanging high in the sky.
Huang Qingyue has been smiling all day today, following Chen Xia, not saying much, just following with a smile.
This scared the eunuchs in the Imperial City, how could the high-ranking Moon Fairy be so happy to follow this young man.
These eunuchs are all from the last two years, belonging to the younger generation.
Although Chen Xia is still famous, it has been fifty to sixty years.
Even though his portraits are still circulating in the world, they were not very similar fifty to sixty years ago, and now they are even less similar.
So the young eunuchs did not recognize Chen Xia, but seeing the Moon Fairy so happy, they did not dare to guess wildly, only daring to glance from afar.
"What are you looking at, you sneaky guys!" A scolding sounded.
The eunuchs' minds were shaken, and they quickly bowed their heads, respectfully replying, "Your Highness, the Moon Fairy is entertaining a guest, and we are curious to take a look."
"Guest?" The Crown Prince frowned, really unable to think of anyone who could be a guest of the Moon Fairy.
The Moon Fairy is someone that even his father can only treat respectfully.
A young man?
And he looks even younger than him, at most twenty-five or six years old.
A young man can make the Moon Fairy so happy?
Could it be that this man is the Moon Fairy's lover?
But he has been in the Imperial City for so many years and has never heard of the Moon Fairy having such contact with other men, at most just a few indifferent words.
Who is this man?
The Crown Prince's mind spun crazily, and after a moment, his pupils suddenly widened, and he came up with an idea that he himself thought was unbelievable.
The National Master... The National Master?!
This shocking idea burst out of his mind and became more and more indelible, more and more profound, and more and more correct.
So much so that the Crown Prince's body was trembling.
What kind of existence is the National Master?
He is a huge figure that even his father, the emperor of the great Song Dynasty, has to try his best to please!
And he is also the father's adoptive father, but in terms of generation, he is his grandfather's generation.
The Crown Prince still remembers that when his father, who was majestic and unyielding, mentioned that the National Master was his adoptive father, his expression was quite proud.
It seems that being able to recognize the National Master as an adoptive father is a great honor for him as the king of a country.
And his father also specifically told him that if he succeeds to the throne in the future and is lucky enough to meet the National Master, he must try his best to please the National Master.
The Crown Prince thought of this, more and more excited, wanting to tell his father right away, but his steps paused, and he frowned slightly.
If he tells his father now, he may not have the opportunity to talk to the National Master again.
So the Crown Prince hesitated for a moment, his expression immediately firmed up, and he wanted to talk to Chen Xia first, at least to get acquainted.
"You guys go back, don't stay here."
He first waved away the surrounding eunuchs, then tidied up his clothes, suppressed the unease in his heart, took a breath, and walked towards Chen Xia respectfully.
When the Crown Prince took the first step.
Chen Xia felt it, but he didn't care much and continued to chat with Huang Qingyue.
When the Crown Prince was thirty steps away from Chen Xia, he dared not walk anymore and stopped, bowed respectfully, and shouted loudly.
"I, Song Nan, have seen the National Master!"
Chen Xia didn't look at him, just casually asked, "Guessed?"
The Crown Prince didn't dare to look up at Chen Xia and replied sincerely, "I saw that the Moon Fairy is so happy, so I made this guess, and now I dare to come over to see the National Master!"
"What if you guessed wrong?" Chen Xia chuckled and asked, still not turning to look at the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince hurriedly replied, "If it was a guess just now, now I am sure!"
After all, only the real National Master could be so indifferent at this time.
"Hmm." Chen Xia nodded, "Then you are indeed right."
The Crown Prince exhaled, looked up slightly, and continued, "I often hear from my father about the National Master, and now that I see the real person, I am surprised and excited, and I dare to disturb you."
Chen Xia turned his head at this time, glanced at Song Nan, and chuckled, "You do look
quite like Song Wei."
"Thank you, National Master, for your praise!" Song Nan hurriedly replied.
Even though Chen Xia didn't praise anything at all.
After all, it is natural for him to look like his father, and there is no need to thank him.
"So you came to see me specifically?" Chen Xia asked with a smile.
The Crown Prince replied respectfully, "My father has missed the National Master for many years, and now that the National Master is back, my father will be overjoyed. I wanted to tell my father right away, but I was afraid the National Master would be displeased, so I came to ask."
"You can go and tell him if you want." Chen Xia said indifferently.
The Crown Prince quickly turned around and headed towards Song Wei's bedroom.
Huang Qingyue has been standing behind Chen Xia, just listening quietly, not speaking.
In terms of relationships, Chen Xia should be her man, right?
It's good to listen quietly when her own man is talking.
Chen Xia stretched and smiled helplessly, "There will be more greetings coming soon."
Very soon.
The old Song Wei, with the help of Song Nan, came quickly, looking at Chen Xia excitedly, and respectfully shouted.
"Brother... Brother!"
Chen Xia looked at the old Song Wei and smiled back, "Long time no see."
It has been fifty years since they parted at the martial arts conference.
Song Wei kept nodding, his expression excited, and because of his old age, his whole body was trembling, and he replied, "I haven't seen you for fifty years, brother."
Chen Xia raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "Do you really want me to appear?"
Song Wei's expression froze, silent for a while, and honestly replied, "I didn't want to when I was young, but I do when I'm old."
When Song Wei was young and vigorous, Chen Xia was a being that overshadowed the whole world.
As an emperor, he didn't say it on his mouth, but he must have felt bad in his heart.
But Chen Xia is indeed a great benefactor to the great Song, and he deserves to be so grateful.
Later, Chen Xia disappeared for decades, and Song Wei's mentality changed from the initial joy to the current nostalgia.
"I don't miss you much, though." Chen laughed and replied, then rubbed his neck casually, and said casually.
"I came back this time to meditate and close the door, and I might stay for a long time. You don't mind, do you?"
Song Wei hurriedly nodded, "Of course not, you can stay as long as you want, as long as my great Song exists, you can stay at will!"
"Good." Chen Xia nodded, and had nothing more to say.
Song Wei was very perceptive and bowed to Chen Xia, "Then I won't disturb you and will leave first."
The emperor and the crown prince left.
Chen Xia yawned, for some reason, feeling inexplicably tired.
It might be because he is about to form the golden pill.
He could have formed the golden pill twenty years ago, but because of the reason of understanding the way, it was delayed by twenty years.
Now he simply returned to the Imperial City to form the golden pill and meditate quietly.
And the Imperial City has one advantage, there is enough luck.
He was already a lucky person, and in the Imperial City, his luck would increase, making it easier to form the golden pill, and it might even trigger special effects.
Huang Qingyue stood behind him, blinking her eyes, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
"Thinking about you." Chen Xia, who was thinking about things, replied this sentence involuntarily.
Huang Qingyue's pretty face quickly turned red, like a red apple, and her shyness was about to come out, and she said lightly.
"I'm standing here, why would you need to think."
Chen Xia was silent, looking for words to say, and looked at Huang Qingyue twice, and finally had an idea in his heart, and replied.
"Seeing people and thinking about people is normal."
Huang Qingyue, like a little girl, at the moment, listening to Chen Xia's ambiguous words, completely lost her thinking ability, and her pretty face was full of uncontrollable smiles, and she asked again for confirmation.
"Is it really normal?"
Chen Xia was silent for a while.
Someone once said that when you tell a lie, you need to tell countless lies to cover up that lie.
So Chen Xia nodded and replied, "Really."
So Huang Qingyue smiled even more happily.
Chen Xia grinned, and suddenly suggested, "How about a thrilling chess battle?"
Huang Qingyue's eyelashes were curved, her eyes blinked, and her smiling face replied, "What are the rules?"
"You can convince yourself." Chen Xia replied.
So Huang Qingyue knew that it was another chess battle that could play to imagination.
But she still agreed.
Because what's important is not playing chess, but who you play with.
If it's with Chen Xia, even if she loses, she will be very happy.
What's important has never been winning or losing.
But who you are with.
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March.
Chen Xia played with Huang Qingyue in the Imperial City for two months and prepared to form the golden pill on March 2nd.
There was no preparation.
He just sat in the room, gathered all the foundation qi in his body, and operated the "Great Tortoise Breathing Technique" to prepare to form the golden pill.
Chen Xia found out when he read the "Mysterious and Vast Dao Chapter" that the golden pill would form different golden pills according to the different practices of the practitioners.
There are also distinctions of human list, earth list, and heaven list.
Three colors for the human list, four colors for the earth list, and five colors for the heaven list.
If the color reaches five, it is the top-level heaven list golden pill, and the combat power will be about 20% higher than the earth list golden pill, and the combat power will also change according to the different golden pill images formed.
Chen Xia hoped that his golden pill would not be a green turtle.
In that case, he would rather destroy the golden pill.
Forming the golden pill is not difficult, especially with Chen Xia's high luck value.
Everything seems to be a matter of course.
Half a month.
His golden pill was condensed, hanging in the center of the Qihai, located in the center of the human body, connecting the limbs and bones, controlling the acupoints of the whole body.
Chen Xia opened his eyes, and a touch of gold flashed through them.
A guest who forms the golden pill is a person in heaven.
He is now officially in the practice, but he doesn't know what quality of golden pill he has formed.
Three colors, four colors, or five colors?
Chen Xia's divine consciousness sank inside, looking at the golden pill, and he was stunned, a little at a loss.
Above his Qihai, a colorful bead was rotating continuously, emitting light.
What does it mean?
Did he form a colorful lamp?