Chapter 162: The world is vast, and the passers-by are hurried
After lunch, Chen Jue went to the riverside to sit and talk with Linglong. The two finally exchanged contact information before saying goodbye.
Linglong's WeChat avatar is an ivory ball with dragons and auspicious clouds on it. It is also called a "concentric ball". Its full name is a hollow ivory ball with dragons and clouds. The craftsmanship is amazing. There are seven holes on the ball and nine layers inside, just like Linglong, the martial arts elixir, with a changeable mind, introverted and mysterious.
After leaving the navel orange orchard and walking 20 kilometers along the mountain road, Chen Jue took a taxi in Dashi Town and returned to Hezhou County. As he had been gone for almost a whole day, his roommates in the WeChat group were frantically @陈绝.
Fortunately, Chen Jue responded in time, so no major misunderstanding occurred.
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Zhou Anping's wedding was over, and the two days of joy gradually calmed down. After another ten days or half a month of rest, Zhou Anping would go to the university gate to set up a stall to sell chicken bones with his new wife.
As for a honeymoon, that is something that only the rich and free people do. Ordinary people who live a simple life don't care so much about it.
Everyone in the dormitory said goodbye to each other and started to go their separate ways, returning to their original lives.
Life is like this, day after day, plain, calm and without any big waves.
Chen Jue took a ride with Jiang Fan, and the two of them exchanged driving on the highway, spending two days and one night driving from Hezhou to Hangzhou. After that, they took the high-speed train back to An County in Wenzhou.
After leaving the high-speed railway station in An County, Chen Jue took a taxi back to his hometown in Chencun.
After being away from his hometown for nearly two months, when Chen Jue returned to Chen Village, he had been reborn, transformed from an ordinary man into a true immortal in the world.
Opening the door of the old house, the house was full of dust. Chen Jue spent an hour cleaning upstairs and downstairs. He felt that after staying outside for a long time, it would be better to go back to the old house to relax and have peace of mind. It is probably what people often say, a nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own nest.
After tidying up the house, Chen Jue went to the store at the entrance of the village to pick up a few parcels that had been left for a long time, including the remaining 9 bottles of Jinlu sent by Yun Xiaomei.
If Chen Jue had not been in the land of Zhangjiajie, cultivating his mind in the world of mortals, he would have probably gone home to digest the nine bottles of golden dew long ago.
I put the human nutrients, gold dew and the metal tube given by John in the backpack into the bedside table on the second floor.
Chen Jue threw the clothes for changing into the washing machine and went out to the town to buy some vegetables.
Even after attaining the Tao and becoming an immortal, life still has to move forward.
Life is nothing more than eating, drinking and sleeping. Wear more clothes when it's cold and change into short sleeves when it's hot. Add some interpersonal relationships and worldly grudges, and it becomes what we often call life.
But Chen Jue’s life became a little different from the moment he awakened.
After finishing dinner and waiting for his stomach to rest, Chen Jue put on the 70kg weights and started jogging to the reservoir.
It was still the same reservoir, still as quiet and pleasant, but as autumn began to approach, the water level in the reservoir began to drop, exposing many mounds of earth, breaking the previous flat surface of the water, as if it had turned into a swamp.
Standing on the dam of the reservoir, Chen Jue looked at the night scene. The temple in the corner of the reservoir in the distance was still brightly lit, and in the Huangjia Village inside, it seemed that an old man had passed away. At this moment in the evening, a singing stage was set up, and the noise was heard from afar with the beating of gongs and drums.
Chen Jue jogged around and found from a distance that there was a truck with a rolling portrait of a deceased old man parked at the gate of the house.
This type of funeral truck is very common in the rural areas around Vancouver. Basically, any family with a deceased elder will hire one. There are large powered LED panels on both sides of the car that can display the elderly's portrait, and there is a speaker on the roof that plays funeral music.
Originally, such funerals would occur in several nearby villages every once in a while. After all, most of the people living in the countryside these days are elderly people.
But after Chen Jue saw the old man's portrait clearly, his jogging steps gradually stopped.
"Mr. Huang...is gone?" Chen Jue looked at the familiar old man on the LED board, and his originally calm heart was stirred up.
This old man Huang was the guide for Chen Jue on his journey of cultivation. Although they were not master and disciple, he left a very deep impression on Chen Jue.
I took the liberty of walking to the mourning hall in the village house, and indeed saw Mr. Huang, whom I had met a few times, lying in the coffin in the house.
A group of Mr. Huang's family members who were keeping vigil saw the strange young man Chen Jue appear and asked him a few questions, asking him which family he was related to.
Chen Jue said that he was from Chenjia Village below, and that his grandfather used to be friends with Mr. Huang, so he came to pay tribute to the old man when he passed by.
After hearing this, Mr. Huang's family members looked at Chen Jue with a softer look in their eyes.
Chen Jue walked forward and bowed to the old man's portrait and body, feeling mixed emotions. While lamenting that time is unforgiving, he sat down and chatted with Mr. Huang's family for a few words.
We learned that Mr. Huang did not die of illness, but knew that his death had come. On a warm autumn afternoon a few days ago, he sat in a rocking chair in the yard of the village house, holding a small alarm clock, took a nap in the sun, and never woke up again. There was a smile on his face before he died, so it was considered a happy death of old age.
This matter had already spread in the nearby villages, but Chen Jue had been traveling outside and had not heard of it.
Seeing that Mr. Huang's family members were all talking and laughing, and without any sadness of the unexpected death of a loved one, Chen Jue couldn't help but sigh.
Of course, Chen Jue also saw the granddaughter mentioned by Mr. Huang among the group of people keeping vigil, but he did not go up to say hello. Instead, after paying homage to the old man, he sat down to drink a cup of tea and then said goodbye and left.
"The world is vast and passers-by are fleeting. Have a safe journey, Mr. Huang!" Chen Jue probably experienced the successive deaths of his family members , and became a true immortal in the mortal world. Seeing the scene of an old man passing away like this, his heart began to become particularly peaceful.
Besides, Mr. Huang left with a smile and did not leave any regrets, so Chen Jue could only send his blessings along the way.
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With the sudden death of his worldly friend, Chen Jue lost the mood to continue exercising that night. He returned home, took off his weights, wiped the sweat off his body, and made a pot of ginseng tea.
Probably inspired by what he said to John when he saw him, Chen Jue took the metal pipe down from upstairs.
“The secret of eternal life?”
Chen Jue stared at the lead pipe in his hand, muttered something, sat down cross-legged on the sofa on the first floor, reached out and tore open the outer packaging of the pipe, revealing the meteorite fragment soaked in the clear yellow liquid inside.
Chen Jue was busy on the way back and had to chat with his roommate, so he had no time to study the fragments inside.
Now that he is back home, he has some free time and no one to disturb him. In addition, he has witnessed the death of Mr. Huang. So Chen Jue plans to see what the function of this piece of meteorite fragment containing the innate Qi is.
He gently unscrewed the metal casing on the tube, found a cup to pour out the oily liquid inside, and Chen Jue poured the meteorite fragments into his palm.
A familiar feeling of positive radiation began to spread outward from the meteorite fragments, like a breeze caressing Chen Jue's whole body.
Chen Jue stared at the fragment in his palm and felt that all the pores in his body were dilated. The blood in his body began to fluctuate and his heart was calm. It seemed that every cell in his body began to cheer after encountering the meteorite fragment.
“Amazing!”
"The innate Qi contained here is more than a hundred times stronger than that emitted by a pregnant woman's fetus!" Chen Jue made a move in his mind. He held the fragment in his hand, began to meditate and regulate his breathing, closing his eyes and moving the Qi and blood.
The small and large circulation exercises began to circulate in the body. The originally vague sense of inner vision began to become clearer and clearer due to the stimulation of the innate Qi that overflowed from the fragments.
Qi and blood flow to every corner of the body, from organs, to tissues, to bones, to the brain, and then to cells. The originally blurry picture begins to become clearer in Chen Jue's mind.
How do you describe that feeling?
Just like a magnifying glass turned into a high-power microscope, the lens kept zooming in, and Chen Jue could clearly see the large and small acupuncture points in his body during the process of practicing.
It seemed as if starlight resided in those acupuncture points, spread all over the body, and the closer to the temples on both sides of the brain, the denser these light points were.
In addition, the Xuemen Shangqu point to the north of Dantian also emits a dazzling light, as if a sun is hanging in it.
During the process of practicing Qigong, the cells throughout Chen Jue's body continued to absorb the innate Qi that penetrated his body. They began to grow stronger and became healthier and stronger.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Jue heard a "ding" sound. The Big and Small Circulation Skill, which had been stuck at [Lv0 (101/100)], suddenly popped up a prompt: "Meet the necessary conditions, start upgrading!"
