When Lu Zhengkang returns to dengxiantai, he is still in charge of the three meals. Sixth martial uncle comes once and catches him stealing wine.

The scene was rather awkward.

Sixth martial uncle shook his head, "it must be elder martial brother who asked you to steal wine. He loved to bully people at that time. It's also a virtue for you to be his disciple. "

"I know my mistake."

Sixth martial uncle laughed, "it doesn't matter if you know what's wrong. Tell me, is my wine good?"

"It's delicious. It has a lot of stamina."

"Don't you see anything strange?" Sixth martial uncle looks strange.

"No, I can't drink." Lu Zhengkang said frankly.

"No reason..."

Sixth martial uncle fell into a deep thought, then snatched the wine jar from Lu Zhengkang's hand and took a sip of it himself. "It's no problem..."

Lu Zhengkang is also curious, "what should I see?"

Sixth martial uncle sighed, "I make wine not just for flavor, but for custom. The best taste in the world, the best taste in the world. For example, in this jar of spring wine, the drinker should see the falling stars flying all over the sky. Do you really see nothing? According to the principle, you can see the Taoist rhyme of the founder. It's impossible that you can't see it. "

"Not really." Lu Zhengkang had the illusion of seeing a doctor, "doctor No, martial uncle, I don't have any problems, do I? "

Sixth martial uncle looked at him in surprise, "what's wrong? It's also my problem But you are special. Drink but not drunk, drunk but not lost, like a dream, like waking up... " He shook his head. "It's strange. I should go to the big library to see the letters of my ancestors. I don't know if there is any record of this situation."

Lu Zhengkang scratched his head, "or is it complicated?"

"Not sure, not sure." Sixth martial uncle threw chunri brew back into Lu Zhengkang's arms. "Take it and drink it. Next year you will farm with me."

Lu Zhengkang nodded and left the sixth martial uncle alone to scratch his head in the room.

The days became light.

At the beginning of the meeting, xuanyouzi went to the town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain and led the mortals who wanted to seek immortality. Sixty or seventy people came to seek immortality one after another.

It's hard to say that among these people, there are few who can walk the way of seeking immortals. The best result is to find laojunguan. No fate is no fate, even with the root organ does not have much relationship.

When Lu Zhengkang was first introduced, xuanyouzi also thought that if Lu Zhengkang had no chance to ascend Sendai, but found laojunguan, he would be sent to Sendai. It's really because the root organ is too good.

As for Laojun's view, as long as those who seek Tao are determined and not defeated by illusions, they can certainly reach it.

Lu Zhengkang doesn't care about this. His main work every day is to practice. He goes to chilou to see the stele and chats with qingningzi.

Recently, qingningzi's daily practice is a little chaotic. She is adapting to the life experience of the golden elixir period. On the one hand, her life expectancy has been greatly improved. She estimates that she has 3000 years of life, so that many things need not be finished in a hurry. On the other hand, the practice of Jindan period has changed from breathing spiritual Qi to studying and purifying life, preparing for the advanced yuan God.

The two go their own ways, sometimes deliberately avoiding each other, so as not to disturb the realization of practice.

Lu Zhengkang's understanding of swordsmanship is very fast. From the stele, he can see all kinds of sword moves. These sword moves embody the art of swordsmanship. Behind the art of swordsmanship lies the principle of sword. His mastery of swordsmanship was mainly based on violent calculation, and there was no systematic sword theory behind it. Therefore, after learning all the swordsmanship in the stele of chilou sword, Lu Zhengkang began to master it.

For a moment, he also lost his way.

It's like swordsmanship. When it becomes instinct, it's hard to explore the principle. After learning, you will never forget what it means to practice sword into silk, to transform sword Qi into rainbow, to differentiate sword light, to form an array of sword Qi, to channel sword Qi.

Master Bo said that his sword skill, which he had not practiced for a long time, would be unfamiliar. He is a man who has gone a long way in kendo. He can pick up the swordsmanship in the world. The swordsmanship that he specializes in will not be unfamiliar, but some swordsmanship that conflicts with Kendo will be forgotten by Xue Hongzi.

Lu Gukang probably guessed that his fencing was impressed by the outer Road, and was also remembered by thirty million Indo people in Wutong realm, so he will not forget it if he learns.

In this way, Kendo is far away from him.

Lu Zhengkang is also quite depressed about this.

Qingningzi saw that he was in a bad mood in recent days. Although she could not see it on the surface, she could still feel it, and she did not know how to comfort him.

Sixth martial uncle came to find Lu Zhengkang again. He said that he really found a kind of person who is not addicted to drinking. In the ancient book "the book of immortals · Zhiyi", there is a huangliangzi who can drink ten jin of Ganli, ten jin of guniang, ten jin of turbid wine and ten Jin of mash. He still looks the same. It is said that "huangliangzi met Dukang and talked happily with each other. He thought that he was a close friend. He went to the cellar to drink wine for three days. Some immortals come to drink and get drunk. They sleep for a hundred years. On the East Mountain, they drink the spring stone. When you wake up again, you can talk to the same people. Du Kangxian brews, and you can see the sorghum for those who drink it. "Lu Zhengkang didn't feel much after hearing this, "so I am the reincarnation of huangliangzi?"

Sixth martial uncle shook his head, "what beautiful things do you want? Huang Liangzi may be a real immortal. You'd better save yourself."

"Why can't a man like me be a relegated immortal?"

“…… You don't know anything else, but you're from the same school as your great uncle. "

"This is the confidence of the Sword Fairy." Lu Zhengkang just laughs.

The more he looked at the boy, the more he had the charm of master brother. "You, listen to me. The reason why Huang Liangzi didn't get drunk is because he was already drunk. Ben is in a dream. You also know the allusion of Huang Liang's dream. Huang Liang Zi should be the scholar's body in the dream

Lu Zhengkang was stunned, "so I am also..."

"No, I don't think so. Go to see your third martial uncle. He knows a lot. Maybe he can see your current problems. "

Lu Zhengkang is worried. Now he just wants to consider the entry of kendo. He doesn't want to know what kind of state he is. He is more or less afraid of medical treatment. He doesn't answer, but takes another jar of Shaojiu.

Three meals a day depend on drinking. Lu Zhengkang really drinks wine as water now, but he can't get drunk any more. The sword gas in his body carries the wine gas through his body, and he often whines. His body is covered with a thin layer of wine fog.

The year is drawing near.

After Lu Zhengkang came to this world, he could see qingningzi around the new year. This time, she will accompany me until after the Mid Autumn Festival. This period of time, if used in closed door practice, is a blink of an eye, but used in day and night together, is also a long time.