Practicing magical skills by mistake will cause chaos in the world

The small temple is very small, with only three rooms and a small courtyard. It has been so long that the paint on the clay statues enshrined in the middle room has peeled off, their faces cannot be seen clearly, and even half of their bodies have collapsed.

The three rooms were in tatters, with dust, cobwebs, cracked walls and tile holes, making Shi Feizhe guess that no one had lived here for at least twenty or thirty years.

Shi Feizhe cleaned up, then went to Zhaojiaji, dozens of miles away, and hired bricklayers and carpenters to simply repair the three houses, replace the doors and windows, and repair the walls.

After doing this for seven or eight days, the small temple that was originally uninhabitable became neat and clean.

Zhaojiaji is a town dozens of miles away. Most of the people in the town are named Zhao, so it is called Zhaojia Town. Although it is a town, there are many merchants passing by in the town from east to west, so it is quite prosperous, not to mention the medicinal materials needed for Shi Feizhe to practice martial arts.

As long as he goes down the mountain once every half month to buy some food and medicinal materials, Shi Feizhe can be self-sufficient here and practice martial arts with peace of mind.

Especially behind the mountain, there is also a cold spring with low water temperature, which is very suitable for martial arts training.

Shi Feizhe is very satisfied!

What a Feng Shui treasure!

Presumably no one in this place will bother him from practicing martial arts anymore!

From then on, Shi Feizhe followed the plan and practiced sword practice, martial arts and visualization every day. Practice as the sun rises and rest as the sun sets, very self-disciplined.

Half a year passed in a flash. It's already November, and the weather is getting colder.

His body became stronger and stronger, and he felt like he could beat ten of his former selves. In the small courtyard, waving the rusty sword in his hand, he finally perfected a set of "Bai Yujing".

The three sets of sword techniques "Bai Yujing", "Focus on My Top" and "Shou Immortal" are all sword techniques in "The Twelve Layers Tower".

"Bai Yujing" is the most complicated and cumbersome, followed by "Caressing My Ding" and "Shou Changsheng" is the most concise. After these three sets of sword techniques are practiced to perfection, the sword energy can be generated by visualizing the "magic sword". At that time, the sword moves were no longer restrained, the complex was reduced to simplicity, and it was elegant and horizontal!

After practicing the swordsmanship, he followed the Yin rhythm stakes in "Youquan Shenying Lu" and assumed a very twisted posture to stretch his fascial muscles. With a small amount of success in rewarding good fists and punishing evil kicks, he can finally practice Yinlu Zhu!

According to his original estimate, it would take him three to four years to fully develop the "blood energy spirit" into true energy. But after practicing for the past six months, he felt that he was worthy of being a martial arts genius. In two years, he could reach the perfection of "blood spirit" and try to hit the realm of seeing the truth!

Just as he was standing there, he suddenly heard a "rumbling, booming" sound.

He looked up at the sky. It was sunny! Where is the thunder? Then the sound gradually became louder, and then there was the sound of water waves and the sound of water waves hitting stones.

Shi Feizhe was a little confused. It hadn't rained in the past few days. Where could there be a flash flood?

Then, he jumped to the eaves and followed the sound, and saw a white line appearing in the distance between the valleys. The white line is getting closer and closer, like thousands of troops galloping, and like the raging waves of the sea, beating the vegetation in the mountains and devouring the animals in the mountains.

"What... is this?" Shi Feizhe looked at the waves coming from nowhere, setting off waves one to two hundred meters high, rolling over, sweeping everything, and destroying everything.

"What the hell, is there a flood in the mountains? Floods are not like this, are they? Is it a tsunami? But there is no sea!"

He was really at a loss.

He didn't care about anything else at the moment. He came to his room, picked up the gold and silver package, went to the kitchen to get the leftover steamed buns, and ran up high!

Fortunately, the mountain behind him was the highest peak of the mountain range here. He ran towards the mountain with all his strength. After running for half an hour, he finally climbed to the highest point. Looking down, I saw endless mountain waves wandering among the mountains. The entire mountain seemed to have turned into a vast swamp, and the mountain peaks turned into small islands.

Fortunately, his three huts on the mountainside were not flooded by the flood. The height of the water is not far from the hut, making the hut feel like an elegant home on an island in the lake.

But Shi Feizhe did not return to his hut. Who knows whether this flood of water coming from nowhere will rise or flood again?

He was not one of those idiots who camped at the mouth of the river. To be on the safe side, Shi Feizhe stayed on the top of the mountain until dark, and then from dark to dawn.

The next day, when he saw that the water had almost receded, he finished standing on the sword pile before going down the mountain and returning to his hut.

It was true that the water came out of nowhere, so he had to be cautious.

When he opened the courtyard door of his house, he saw a short old man sweeping the floor in the small courtyard. He looked so happy and contented, as if this was his home.

"Uh?" Shi Feizhe was stunned. Could it be that he went in the wrong direction?

He looked at the door he pushed open. It was the one he had replaced half a year ago!

"Who are you? Why are you at my house?" Shi Feizhe asked the old man.

The old man looked very old, with no beard or hair, only two long white eyebrows drooping down, covering half of his eyes. He had a ruddy face and looked very energetic. He was wearing gray tattered clothes with no discernible style.

He looks very ordinary, just like an old man in the countryside, but his eyes are brighter.

"Who are you? And why are you at my house!" The old man was not tall and only reached Shi Feizhe's shoulders. He glanced at Shi Feizhe and asked while sweeping the floor.

"What do you mean your home? This is my home!" Shi Feizhe felt that the old man was puzzled. He said, "The pots and pans here, even the broom in your hand, were bought from the foot of the mountain. Of course, this is my home! I have lived here for almost a year!"

"What about a year ago?" the old man asked.

"A year ago, of course, it was an abandoned house with no one living in it!" Shi Feizhe said.

"This was my home decades ago. I haven't been back for decades. I didn't expect it to become an abandoned house!" The old man said with emotion.

"Hey, hey, hey... You are not here to make trouble! You see that I have done a good job here, so you come to say yours!" Shi Feizhe didn't believe him and said, "I asked someone to renovate the doors, windows, roof tiles, and courtyard walls!"

"You didn't touch the yard?" the old man suddenly asked.

"What?" Shi Feizhe was puzzled.

The old man grabbed with his hand and broke the small courtyard made of adobe bricks, and grabbed a wooden box from the three-foot-deep soil in the small courtyard.

After decades, the wooden box has collapsed, and only a black spot is left inside, which is hard to see. Only three words are engraved on the top of the box.

"Zhongjiu Yuan"!

"Look, there is my name on it!" The old man said with a smile.

He blew the dirt on the box gently and opened the box carefully.

"Why do you bury something with your name engraved on it in my house!" Shi Feizhe said depressedly.

The old man's expression froze!

Feng Shui treasure land, there is really water!