Wang Zhennan's eyes were a little dull. The originally majestic eagle claws turned into a trembling chicken claw in a blink of an eye. They covered their faces that kept twitching, and muttered to themselves like a nightmare: "The bones changed a lot...the tiger and leopard thunder sound...the hugged the energy and turned into a pill...the qi and blood reversal...how can you fight this!"

Old man...oh now he should be said to be a strong man.

The transformed version of the strong man smiled, obviously very satisfied with his appearance effect. Although his clothes are a little tight no matter how you look at them, under the huge shock of the "reverse growth" magical skill that surpasses all the force techniques, these minor points have become irrelevant fur...

"It seems that the boy doesn't want to fight anymore? Then why not sit down and have a meal and chat together. I am old and my body is getting lazy..."

Wang Zhennan looked up at the old man who turned into a "transformation" who was "I'm looking forward to you". A rare flattering smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Senior said very well. Ge Nian walked away in a confused manner for several years, but he didn't know the reason why there was a mountain outside the mountain. When I met my senior today, I knew that the saying "the road of heaven" mentioned by our martial artists is indeed... "

The old man took the gift list from Wang Zhennan's hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then sat at the table and gently vomited a white breath, "I said Xiao Qingyi, hurry up and get some food for grandpa. Oh, let those old ghosts know that I used Danqi to scare the younger generation, I'm afraid I have to jump up from under the Jiuquan and pat me hard..."

Wang Zhennan's eyes twitched, but he had no courage to do it. He moved two steps carefully and sat on the left hand of the old man, looking like a abused young wife, and asked shyly and a little greedy: "The skill of transforming energy into elixirs is simply unpredictable to the gods and ghosts, I don't know..."

The old man smiled and greeted Yang Meng, who was still in a 'messy' state, to sit down. Then he looked at Wang Zhennan who was smiling with his eyes squinted, "You have been in this secret energy for a while, but you didn't even touch the magic energy way, and just wanted to know how to hold the pill?"

"hey-hey……"

Yang Meng also came to his senses at this time. Seeing Wang Zhennan awkwardly and didn't know what to say, he didn't care about his current beggar costume. He took two steps forward and sat obediently on the old man's right hand like a child, "Senior... Grandpa... I am my own, I am from the Red Mansion..."

While speaking, Yang Meng also stretched out his bloody gourd silk-like arm, constantly showing off in front of the old man, as if he didn't do this, it would not be obvious how much he had invested.

Wang Zhenshengnan was stunned for a moment and suddenly reacted, "This Red Mansion can dominate the 'Ge' sect for many years. It really has an incomparable foundation for other forces. Although the gold bars given by Huang Jinrong are good, how can they compare to the huge temptation of the road to the warriors when the road to the pill is... "

Thinking of this, Wang Zhennan suddenly understood the look of Qingyi looking at him before. No wonder he was fearless. He didn't even like Huang Jinrong's family business. Look at this, he easily suppressed the whole audience...

"Senior... Grandpa... The little Cangzhou Eagle Claw Sect Wang Zhennan, I am willing to leave the world from now on, serve you by my grandfather's side, and give you a care for your life..."

The old man glared at his eyes, obviously he was a little disgusted by the performance of the two of them. Seeing that the food had not yet come, he couldn't help but curse: "Two little kids, I can still live, and you two kids may not be able to survive..."

It's strange that as the old man couldn't help but exhale, his red face seemed to be blown by frost, and he wilted little by little again until he returned to his original orange-skinned face. Only then did he breathe completely. When he finished scolding the two of them happily, the old man's mighty and domineering figure also showed signs of exhaling breath, and gradually became a little hunched again...

"Damn girl, why don't you hurry up, grandpa is really going to starve to death..."

"Here, come, don't you have to get it done..."

While talking, Qingyi had already run over coquettishly. With her fingers, the busy people below quickly started to eat like flowing water. But when Yang Meng and the others looked up and looked at the so-called "meal", they were shocked again...

In just a few minutes, the table was filled with large trays of meat in large basins. Most of the basins looked steaming with soup, and a small half of them were placed on large plates, mostly barbecue or fried pork chops or elbows. The most terrifying thing is that judging from the shape of the meat in these pots and bowls, it was clearly a whole cow was dismantled...

Yang Meng swallowed, and suddenly felt that his three views were destroyed again: "Damn, this master of dan Hunting has not seen the real destructive power, but I need to see his 'superman' level appetite first..."

Wang Zhennan also burped reflexically, staring at the old man who was eating and chewing like a hungry tuberculosis, as if he was not eating steak with bones and meat, but the extremely tender meat soup...

Gaba Gaba...

If the old man opened his mouth and ate countless times surprised the two of them, then when the old man opened and closed his mouth and easily chewed the thick cow bones into his stomach, the two of them finally felt a little scary.

"Grandpa, please wait. As you get older, your spleen and stomach digestive function is not good. This bone..."

The old man smiled and swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Look at grandpa's teeth..."

Yang Meng and Wang Zhennan looked at each other, possessed each other at the same time, turned their heads and stared blankly, "This teeth feel a little smaller than normal people, but they are very neat and detailed... Hey, it's not right... There seem to be forty pieces in it..."

Seeing that the two of them were counting their teeth with their fingers again, the old man smiled proudly, picked out a chopped horn and chewed it crunched. While eating, he said vaguely: "At the age of 22, I practiced the secret energy to the point of dark energy, and there were only 28 teeth. After entering the magic energy at the age of 28, four wisdom teeth in the back alveolar groove were crossed. At the age of 36, the peak of the magic energy at the age of 36, two foolish teeth grew beside the dog teeth. At the age of 42, two strange big teeth drilled out of the upper tooth. After holding the pill at the age of 50, the teeth were all gone overnight, and forty fine shell-like teeth grew in the second night..."

"It is said that the Buddha also grew forty teeth. If you hold the pill all night, wouldn't you be the legendary person waiting for the Buddha..."

Looking at Yang Meng with a thoughtful look on his face, the old man shook his head and smiled: "What is Buddha?"

Yang Meng: "Buddha is sentient beings, and all sentient beings have Buddha nature..."

"The words are good, but they are all fooling laymen. Even if all sentient beings have Buddha nature, how many of the great monks who are familiar with Buddhist scriptures can practice Buddha's actions? More people just follow the Buddhist scriptures and fools. All sentient beings have Buddha nature. I think it should be said that becoming a Buddha is everywhere..."

"You mean that holding a pill is to seek Buddha, and Buddha is pill..."

The old man shook his head and nodded again, "In the year after he hugged the pill, I have never competed with anyone once, or even punched and kicked once. It's not that I don't want to or dare, but that I can't..."

Wang Zhennan was also deeply attracted by the old man's Zen saying. Seeing that the road to holding the pill was right in front of him, he couldn't help but ask excitedly: "Why can't you!"

"The Buddha said he could not say it, but I wanted to say it, but I couldn't say it clearly. I just felt that although the energy turned into a pill, the qi and blood in my body were perfect and unleashed, it was difficult to feel a trace of tyranny in my heart. Without the idea of ​​taking action, how can I activate the qi and blood from the pill, and how can I use the qi and blood to exert force with the punches?"

The two of them were moved at the same time, "It turned out that it was not a golden elixir, but a Jindan... Then why could they move again later..."

The old man looked at the two stupid boys meaningfully, grabbed a large piece of steak with bones and stuffed it into his mouth, "I don't know how to explain this problem. I just kept reading Buddhist and Taoist classics that year, and finally found out from a wild fox Zen that whether it can move or not depends on the heart, but on the Jindan formed by the hug, to put it bluntly, the Jindan is completely perfect, and naturally the Qi and blood power can be controlled freely..."

Wang Zhennan nodded, "In other words, after embracing the spirit into a pill, there may still be shortcomings, so they cannot transport blood, and they cannot drive their fists and feet..."

After talking for a long time, half a cow had already gotten her belly, but the old man's tall and mighty body finally returned to a shrinking and hunched appearance. However, now the two of them looked at the old man's mouth and still kept slapped, but they didn't realize that they had some vague understanding...

The old man nodded and continued to eat wildly, "You can also see that although I hold my strength and become a pill, I am old and weak. If I want to stimulate my qi and blood to maintain my physical strength in my prime, I have to eat meat and eat continuously. Ancient books have recorded that the ancient Buddha could eat nine oxen and two tigers in one meal, and his strength could pick stars and get the moon. Although it is a bit exaggerated, I think the truth is the same..."

Speaking of this, the old man looked up at the old guys beside the railings and laughed again: "I told you all this today, and I want to leave a memory for you before leaving. I know that the path of our warriors is not absolute..."

Wang Zhennan was a little moved, and then quickly expressed his opinion: "Grandpa, if you want to leave, Zhennan is willing to serve his subordinates..."

"Haha, no need, I lived for more than 100 years, and I only said everything I should say today. No matter what you want in the future, I have nothing to do with me... In our north, there is an old saying that 'people never give up on the road, tiger never give up on the mountain'. Over the years, I have been a foreigner in the south. Now I am really tired, so I want to go back to my hometown..."

Yang Meng understood the old man’s thoughts, but he still couldn’t help asking: “You always want to preach to everyone, so as not to cut off the inheritance of ‘national martial arts’…”

The old man opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "The word "national art" is well said. Although Confucianism has always said that it is governing the country, conservative families and pacifying the world, they finally forgot the principle of unity of knowledge and action. In the end, it was just a corrupt scholar who ruined the country. Although protecting the country and the family cannot rely solely on martial arts, if you want to avoid the destruction of the country and the destruction of the enemy when foreigners are rampant, it is still good to call the art of "national art" together..."

Speaking of this, the old man hesitated for a moment before continuing: "After embracing the spirit into the elixir, my mood was not about fame and fortune, but just looking back and picking up the harvest, watching every grass, tree, bird and stone, I felt that there was a way to enter the elixir. I would like to tell everyone here today how to walk the road afterwards... creaking..."

When Yang Meng saw the old man walking and continued to eat hard, he hesitated for a while before he carefully said, "How to hold the energy into a pill?"

The old man clapped his palms and signaled Qingyi to remove the remaining pot of flesh and flesh. He smiled slightly and said, "The truth has been told to you. Whether it is flowers, birds, plants and trees, there is a way of heaven that they pursue. For example, after you enter the transformation of the spirit, as long as you can find a way to combine this strength with the 'martial arts' that you pursue, you will definitely have the day when you embrace the spirit and form a pill. If you have any other tricks, you will know just by looking at the forty teeth in my mouth..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came out in the quiet Red Mansion in unison: "What's the trick?"

"There is nothing else, only 'great wisdom is foolish'..."
Chapter completed!