Li Xuandu and Bai Juan are both masters of the Ninth Level of Guizhen Realm. Although they are from the background, they soon discovered that Qin Daofang, who had already left the house, was a little embarrassed after returning to his senses.

Fortunately, Qin Daofang didn't say much, and knew that the two of them had neither gone to the inn nor looked for a carriage, so they could only walk to the inn not far away with crutches.

Li Xuandu and Bai Juan followed Qin Daofang.

The inns in Zhujiazhuang are naturally not as good as those in towns, and even Taiping Inns in the mountains and fields. Although Qin Daofang is the governor, he doesn't care and turns his head and asks, "What do you want to eat?"

Bai Juan shook his head and said, "I'm fasting recently."

Li Xuan said in confusion: "You are injured, you can't rely solely on eating wind and drinking dew."

Bai Juan retorted without hesitation: "You want to care?"

Li Xuan was not angry and smiled and said, "If you don't eat, don't eat it. I'll eat your portion for you."

Taoist classics say: "The meat eater is brave and fierce, the grain eater is wise and clever, the qi eater is divine and lively, and the person who does not eat is immortal and divine." Therefore, before the innate realm, martial artists eat meat, alchemists eat grain, and after reaching the innate realm, both can fast the valley intermittently, and after reaching the return to the true realm, they can fast the valley for ten days and half a month. The so-called fasting means not eating grains and grains, not eating poultry and livestock, eating wind and dew, and eating the essence of heaven and earth. This is also the source of the origin of the return to the true realm that can keep the face and rejuvenate.

Some people say that no matter how beautiful a fairy is, she still needs to perform excretion, but for those female masters, this is wrong, because in order to keep their faces alive, they start fasting early, and they will naturally not ejaculate if they don’t eat.

Now Li Xuandu can also fast, but for him, there is no need for this, because he is a martial artist. He pays attention to blood and energy, especially after being injured, he must eat a lot of blood and flesh to make up for the loss of blood and energy. Once, a martial artist in the Heavenly Realm ate nine yellow cows in one day, and the martial artist's body is like a Pixiu, which only goes out but does not enter. He can refine all the flesh and blood and blood that he eats into his own blood and energy, make up for himself and strengthen his body. However, he also pays great attention to the method of refining. If the refining method is not refined but he just replenishes blood and flesh, it is very likely that his body will become extremely large and he will be unable to move, which will fall into the inferior.

If you cannot enter the realm of eternal life, including various prolonging skills and secret medicines, your life span is only three Jiazi at most. If there is no other means, normally two Jiazi are the limit. After death, because the body is free of leakage, it is isolated from external evil and is always clean, so it can keep the body immortal for hundreds of years. This is also the reason why many Buddhist monks still retain their body after their death.

Li Xuandu once remembered that his master once told him that three hundred years ago, the leader of the Vajra Sect was a martial artist who had arrived at the realm of immortality. At that time, he was the leader of the Vajra Sect and the Zhenyan Sect. Therefore, in addition to practicing the Vajra Sect's martial arts, he also practiced the "Great Joy Zen" of the Zhenyan Sect. Even if he did not eat flesh and blood, he still strengthened his qi and blood to an extremely horrifying level by absorbing a large number of female Yuanyin. If this monk did not deliberately restrain himself, his whole body would emit a red aura. Standing beside him, it would seem like standing in a huge furnace, with blood and energy so strong that wherever he went, thousands of ghosts would evaporate and evil would retreat. And his whole body was like an ancient giant beast. If he completely liberated his body, he could turn into ten feet high, which was the Dharma body.

However, the monk's fate was not very good. It can be said that success is Yuanyin and failure is Yuanyin. The reasons for such a large number are naturally extremely mixed, making his body seem strong but with great flaws, and even damage his life. In the eyes of other immortals in the longevity realm, he is strong on the outside and at the middle. In the end, when this person wants to turn into a rainbow to the Western Paradise, he cannot withstand the power of heaven and earth and turns into gray.

To put it far, in the past century, in addition to using guns, Qi Ying, the governor of Qinzhong, was also a person who was proficient in "eating Taoism". He once led his army to hunt a strange beast, which looked like a red leopard, had five tails and one corner, and was like a stone hitting. After Qi Ying ate it, he was not hungry for three years.

However, this method must be very cautious. If the refining method is not good, the characteristics of a strange beast may appear on the body. The reason why the Qingniu horn of the Qingyang Sect got this nickname is that after accidentally eating the flesh and blood of a strange cow, a bulge that looks like a rhino horn was born on his forehead.

Therefore, for the martial artist, the most righteous thing is not the treasure of heaven and earth. It is all the category of "gulf", which is the preference of alchemists. The martial artist prefers the flesh and blood of various strange beasts, and feeds on it to strengthen blood and energy.

If not, they can only be replaced by ordinary food. Therefore, Li Xuan basically must eat every meal, only in and not out. In this way, he can also increase qi and blood very slowly, that is, essence and blood, and then refine essence into qi and qi into spirit.

So Li Xuandu ordered two lamb legs with great pride, while Qin Daofang only had a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Bai Jian, who had nothing, just watched Li Xuan eat these two roasted lamb legs. It was a bit beyond her expectations. Li Xuan eats not the heroic attitude of eating large pieces of meat, but is very meticulous. The most etiquette-oriented young masters of aristocratic families come to eat lamb legs. But Li Xuan eats very fast, which is a bit weird.

Before Qin Daofang finished a bowl of Yangchun noodles, only two white leg bones were left in front of Li Xuandu.

Bai Juan said with a complicated expression: "Li Xian... Zi Mansion, you are like a starving ghost reincarnated."

Li Xuandu said calmly: "When I was young, my hometown was famine. At that time, everything I could eat was edible, whether it was Guanyin soil or grassroots bark. But even so, my parents were still starved to death, so for me, being able to eat was a blessing."

Qin Daofang, who was eating noodles, heard this and put down his chopsticks and sighed: "I didn't expect that Zifu was in such a situation. He took care of the people's food as the most. The current tragic situation in Qizhou is all caused by the lack of food."

Bai Juan was silent for a moment and said softly: "Sorry, I don't know..."

Li Xuandu waved his hand and said, "For me, there is nothing that cannot be said, just as Bai Juan said before, the dead are gone, and the living are like this."

Qin Daofang glanced at Li Xuandu, then looked at Bai Juan again, and never picked up the chopsticks again, and stood up with the crutch and headed towards the guest room.

After only two people were left, Li Xuan wiped the greasyness on his hands and asked, "Go out for a walk?"

Bai Juan nodded: "It just so happens that I have something to ask you."

At this time, the sky was getting darker, but it was not yet time for the curfew, so no one came to stop the two of them.

The two walked side by side for a while, looking at each other speechlessly.

Li Xuandu suddenly asked, "Miss Qin, you said before that the word "white silk" was taken by yourself, I wonder why?"

Bai Juan did not answer directly, but asked: "Mr. Li, when you first set foot in the world, why did you call Zifu Ke instead of using your original name?"

Li Xuandu was stunned and said, "According to common sense, the word "大" will not be taken until the crown, but I am an exception. I originally chose the name and the name. The name "Li Xuandu" is not very famous in the world, but it is still very famous in the sect. I was only ten years old at that time. I said that I was traveling in the world, but I was actually just traveling in Qizhou. If I were to use my real name in Qizhou, the rivers and lakes of Qizhou were closely related to the Qingwei Sect, then many people would know my identity, and the so-called traveling was meaningless."

"Later, I was a little swordsman who left Qizhou and went to Heshuo to challenge here. Naturally, I didn't dare to use my real name. If I lost, I would lose my reputation as my master and the sect. If I win, I would have to make enemies, so I would simply use a false name. There is a saying that is "what is wrong". I didn't expect that I would actually make a name for "Purple Palace Sword Immortal" in the world."

Li Xuandu looked at Bai Juan and asked, "What are you asking about these things?"

Bai Juan said: "Didn't you ask me why I used the name 'Bai Juan'?"

Li Xuan nodded.

Bai Juan said: "I will tell you now, this is a pseudonym."

Li Xuan was shocked.

In today's world, the storytelling is not regarded as the great way of writing, it is despised and does not enter the elegant hall. Therefore, the authors of the storytelling are mostly using pseudonyms when considering their reputation. On the black market, the most famous author is the Laughing Scholar of Lanling Mansion. I still don't know who he is. However, some people speculate that this person is Pei Zhou, one of the leaders of the literary world today, and they don't know whether it is true or false. There are also a few who are also famous, but they often give up halfway. It is speculated that his identity is a big eunuch in the palace, with a high position and a powerful position, so they act out of nature and enjoy themselves.

Then I heard Bai Juan say to himself: "Although I am a disciple of the Wangqing Sect, I don't like to stay in Liaodong all the time, so I started traveling around the world very early, from Liaodong to Youyan, then to Heshuo, from Jiangbei to Jiangnan, from Jiangnan to Northwest, and then to the Central Plains. I saw many beautiful scenery along the way, and saw a lot of people and things, so I wanted to write it down. You also know that these words cannot be named by their real name, so I gave myself the pseudonym "Bai Juan".

Bai Juan continued, "I want to write you into mine."

Li Xuandu pointed his forehead with his finger: "Story book?"

Bai Juan nodded and said, "Shibition book."

Li Xuandu asked: "Does it make money to write a storybook?"

Bai Juan shook her head and said, "It's not very profitable, it's not as good as a writer."

Li Xuan asked curiously: "I wonder what Miss Bai's masterpiece?"

Bai Juan's face turned slightly red and said embarrassedly: "The best selling on the market now are gods and demons, wanderers in the world, and love affairs between men and women. I just wrote a book about talented men and beautiful women, but unfortunately it was not sold very well, so I plan to write another book about Jianghu Ranger."

Li Xuandu smiled and said, "You have never experienced love affairs between men and women. How can you write about love affairs between men and women?"

Bai Juan's face turned slightly red and she said unconvincedly: "You can do it and write it."

Li Xuandu made a move to roll up his sleeves and smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? I'll write one tomorrow. I'll start writing it from the time we join forces at Taiping Inn to retreat to the enemy. I have thought of the title of the book, and it's called "The Legend of Taiping Inn."
Chapter completed!