For the past few days, Hong Yi stayed in the valley deep in the West Mountain, playing with tens of thousands of ancient books, as if he had forgotten all the troubles in the world.
The collection of ancient books in the stone room in the valley was more abundant than any rich family's book collection. Other than the Imperial Library, there was almost nothing else that could compare. Poor Hong Yi, who had studied for more than ten years, borrowed books and copied books. How could he encounter such a situation? There was a room full of books for him to read.
"Did you guys empty the library of the Daizen Temple? How did you guys manage to bring so many books out? "
After reading for three days, he finally categorized half of the books. While he was resting, Hong Yi let his spirit out of his body and chatted with the three little white foxes.
The three little white foxes, Xiao Sang, Xiao Shu, and Xiao Fei, chatted happily with Hong Yi. They called him brother every day, and they were even closer than real siblings. The pureness and innocence of the fox made Hong Yi feel deeply in his heart.
"There are many books in the Daizen Temple. We only brought half of them out. I heard it from my parents, but they were captured on their way here from Zhong Zhou."
Xiao Shu was sad when she mentioned her parents.
"Zhong Zhou is a long way from Yu Jing. A nest of foxes moved here, but they encountered many dangers along the way. Especially Xiao Sang, Xiao Shu, and Xiao Fei, who are pure white foxes. There isn't a single speck of impurity on its fur. Even its fur is worth a hundred gold coins. "
Hong Yi knew this clearly.
Pure white fox fur was worth a lot in the market.
"The heavens gave foxes luxurious fur, but did not give them the means to protect themselves. But luckily, Xiao Sang, Xiao Shu, and Xiao Fei have some means to protect themselves, unlike me, who is too weak to even truss a chicken. It's time to practice martial arts. It is definitely not something that can be done in a short time for the spirit to leave its body and reach the stage of controlling objects. According to the records in the Daoist scriptures, cultivators who don't have a deep foundation or don't have a profound method to train their souls will never be able to reach the realm of Object Actuation. "
In the past three days, Hong Yi was familiar with the ancient books, and he also understood a lot about the existence of ghosts and gods that scholars did not care about.
There were ten levels of Cultivating Divinity: Spirit Concentration, Out of Shell, Night Wandering, Day Wandering, Driving, Manifestation, Possession, Possession, Thunder Tribulation, and Yang Spirit. Hong Yi also had a rough idea of what was going on.
He was now able to compose his mind and come out of his shell, but it was only the beginning of cultivation. He couldn't even be considered to have entered the next level.
After the soul left the body, the next step was to leave the body and wander around.
It was like a person who had left the boat and was gradually familiarizing himself with the water.
There were also many restrictions to roaming at night. For example, in the beginning, one could only roam in the dark and windless night. Only when one's soul became stronger step by step could one gradually roam in the moonlight and the night wind.
After the night wander, it was time for the day.
However, wandering in the day was much more dangerous than wandering in the night.
The sun was fierce, and ordinary souls could not withstand the baptism of the sun. It could be said that they would die when they saw the light.
Wandering out of the shell during the day was equivalent to leaving the boat and swimming in the sea when the wind and waves came.
This was also the reason why there were generally no ghosts or spirits in broad daylight.
When the soul could roam in the day and was not afraid of the sun, it had already reached a certain level of strength.
When one was strong enough to travel in the day, the soul would be further strengthened and could drive objects. At this point, cultivators could drive swords to stab and shoot like crossbows. With this, they could protect themselves.
Before this, cultivators still had to rely on their fists and feet to protect themselves.
Moreover, the stronger the body, the longer the soul could come out of the shell. For example, with Hong Yi's body, if the soul was out of the shell for a long time, the body would gradually weaken. If it was out of the shell for one or two days, the body would die of thirst and hunger. Even if it didn't die, it would still be seriously ill.
After reading the Taoist scriptures for three days, Hong Yi only understood the Immortal Cultivation Skill to the extent of driving things. As for the later manifestation, possession, possession, thunder tribulation, there were no records in the Yang God Taoist scriptures.
However, it was recorded that many cultivators could not reach the level of driving things with their soul in their lifetime.
"There are a few basic methods in the Martial Scriptures to exercise the muscles. I should find time to practice them. If I can train my body to be strong, the soul can come out of the shell for a longer time. "
Hong Yi made up his mind to start practicing martial arts. The Da Qian Dynasty was founded by martial arts and ruled by culture. Scholars could become officials, and martial arts could confer nobility. This was indispensable to Hong Yi, who wanted to fight for his mother's reputation.
Moreover, cultivation and martial arts were closely related. Hong Yi had read the Taoist scriptures for three days, so he knew that the hand gestures before the soul came out of the shell were not useless. They were to train the body and some complicated things of the breathing method. They were also used to train the body.
In the Marquis's Mansion, he had no chance to practice martial arts. Now here, there was finally an opportunity.
Although practicing martial arts was not a simple matter, Hong Yi did not want to learn profound martial arts. Instead, he wanted to train his body to become stronger. He wanted to take things one step at a time.
Hong Yi knew that he was still young and had enough time.
"Take the imperial examination, get fame, make military contributions, and be conferred nobility. These are all things that have to be done step by step. In short, I have to make my body strong first and change the state of being weak. "
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The first heavy snow in the Da Qian Dynasty's sixty years finally fell.
The snow was very heavy, covering the sky and the earth. Goose feathers, cotton wadding, balls, and pancakes were scattered everywhere.
The "white feather wind" blew in the West Mountain of Yujing City, and the weather was frighteningly cold.
However, in such weather, there was a unique sense of tranquility in the deep forest and deep valley. It was most suitable for reading, writing, and playing with knowledge.
It was cold outside, and a drop of water would turn into ice. However, the stone room where the fox of the valley lived was warm.
Because there were several large copper basins of charcoal.
The door of the stone room was also hung with cotton curtains to block the cold wind.
There were a few fist-sized openings on both sides of the stone room, which seemed to be man-made. The openings were cleverly made, allowing light to shine in and allowing air to pass through, but not letting in the wind.
Hong Yi was sitting in front of the stone room, studying the "Martial Scripture".
On the other side, the three little white foxes, Xiao Shu, Xiao Sang, and Xiao Fei, were surrounding a large pottery jar, which emitted the fragrance of chicken.
They were stewing chicken.
The chicken was a high-quality mountain pheasant. They ate pine nuts in the mountains, and the fragrance of the stew carried the fragrance of pine nuts.
This was the pheasant that the foxes caught in the mountains when it was snowing. They said that it was for Hong Yi.
The stone room stored food, oil, salt, firewood, rice, soy sauce, vinegar, and other seasonings. They were not afraid that the snow would seal the mountain.
After staying in the valley for a few days, Hong Yi knew that this group of foxes had completely broken away from the animal life of eating raw meat and drinking blood. Not only did they learn how to read and write, they also learned how to speak human language, plant, cook, eat oil and salt, sleep on the bed in the cave, and clean every day, bathe, and everything was neat and tidy.
On the other side of the stone room, there were a few smaller rooms. In the rooms, some foxes were lying on the ground, sleeping lazily.
Although it was a nest of foxes, there was no fishy smell, and it did not affect Hong Yi's reading.
Although Tu Lao was in the stone room, he was not moving at all. Obviously, his spirit had left his body to wander.
On such a snowy day, this old fox with profound cultivation was about to go out for a patrol. Firstly, it was to prevent hunters from hunting in the snow, and secondly, it was to train the strength of his spirit.
This old fox had already cultivated to the stage of day wandering.
"It is very difficult to practice martial arts, there are so many taboos. Without a teacher to guide me, it is easy to make mistakes by fumbling around. "
As Hong Yi read, he closed the 'Martial Scripture' and felt a surge of disappointment in his heart.
After these few days of reading and pondering, he had roughly understood some of the principles of martial arts.
Practicing martial arts was not an easy thing. Firstly, there were many things to pay attention to in terms of diet. Not only that, the structure of the human body was complex and exquisite. If one was not careful, there would be mistakes. The first step was to refine the body. In the martial scripture, there were hundreds of techniques and dozens of martial arts. It was unknown which was better and which was worse, and if one would become deformed after practicing.
Moreover, Hong Yi also understood that the 'Martial Scripture' compiled by the Da Qian Dynasty had many unrealistic aspects.
After thinking about it, Hong Yi did not want to practice recklessly.
"It seems that martial arts is really hard to learn. No wonder the imperial examinations of the Da Qian Dynasty did not include archery and horse archery. How would an ordinary person have the chance to practice? It is better to wait for Lady Consort Yuan to appear before asking her in detail. A scholar should not be ashamed to ask her. "
This group of foxes did not know martial arts. Martial arts focused on the human body, and their fox bodies could not be trained.
… …
West Mountain.
In the midst of the heavy snow, a group of people riding on horses with hunting dogs, carrying bows on their backs, and wearing luxurious leather cloaks entered the mountain.
This group of people were obviously nobles with high status and wealth.
This could be seen from the horses they were riding.
Among these horses, the smallest was at least one zhang long and eight chi tall. In the wind and snow, they breathed out a strong white gas. Their eyes were open to the wind and snow, without a hint of fear or coldness. The strong and powerful bodies of the horses, slender hooves, their bodies without any impurities, and their shiny fur all showed that these horses were not ordinary breeds.
If it was someone in the Da Qian Dynasty who was good at raising horses, they would be able to tell that these horses were Chara's "Fire Cloud Horses". Because their bodies were dark red, they looked like fire clouds when they galloped, hence their name.
This kind of horse did not eat grass and had to be raised with eggs and soybeans for every meal. It was also very particular. In the Da Qian Dynasty, each of these horses had to be accompanied by three to four grooms to take care of them day and night. It was not something that ordinary people could afford to raise.
But when this kind of horse ran, it was extremely fast and had great endurance. It could carry people for thousands of miles a day. Moreover, it was intelligent and would not abandon its owner when it met them. It was a good thing that the rich nobles, dukes, marquises, and earls would not hesitate to spend thousands of gold to obtain.
The group of people who entered the mountain were two men and two women on horseback. There were also a few people dressed in thin clothes, but they were not afraid of the cold at all. These people's eyes were cold and arrogant, and they walked like the wind, not lagging behind the horses at all.
Obviously, these people were the expert guards of the nobles and dukes' mansions.
"Princess, I heard news from the palace the day before yesterday. For some reason, Consort Yuan has been conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort. "
Among these four people, there was a young man who was "Duke Li Junior" Jing Yuxing.
The other woman was Hong Xuejiao.
There was also a man and a woman who looked even more noble and graceful. The man and the woman were both wearing large cloaks made of pure white fox fur. When snow fell on the cloaks, they would shake gently and automatically roll off, like the skin of a lotus leaf that would not get wet.
This woman was the princess of Prince Rong of Yujing City. The title given to her by the emperor was Yongchun, the Princess of Yongchun.
And the man was extremely tall, with a high nose and eagle eyes. Although he was not as elegant as Jing Yuxing, he had a kind of intimidating temperament from head to toe.
This was Yang Tong, the son of Prince Cheng.
"According to the news from the palace eunuchs, the emperor occasionally asked the concubines what was the most important thing in the world, and none of the concubines gave a satisfactory answer. In the end, Consort Yuan said that it was the most reasonable, and the emperor was very pleased, so she was conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort."
The Princess of Yongchun answered Jing Yuxing's question.
"Woof, woof, woof …"
At this moment, more than a dozen hounds running in front of them barked fiercely. At the same time, these hounds arched their bodies as they barked, and their fur stood straight like porcupines.
These hounds were all the size of calves, with sharp teeth and ferocious expressions, like lions.
These were "mastiffs", and three or four mastiffs could tear a tiger apart!
Now, four pairs of men and women had come out to hunt, and they had brought more than a dozen mastiffs with them, showing their determination to catch their prey.
"Have we found a pure fox den?"
Yang Tong, the son of Prince Cheng, raised his hand toward the horse, and a longbow appeared in his hand.
"Pure foxes are intelligent, and they might have some tricks up their sleeves. But this time, they still can't escape from our hands. These mastiffs have the ability to see through ghosts and monsters. "
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