The Lord who use immortals as food

Pei Ye never felt that he had read this book. He basically just understood and memorized it, just like learning arithmetic when he was young. He didn't feel much about the things described in it, and many times he was a little conflicted.

But they are indeed in his mind and spirit at this moment, and they have really swept away a lot of the fog in this realm.

"Is Xinjian just writing in my own heart? Can I control it?" Pei Ye has never heard of such a thing.

Xu Chuo frowned slightly and looked at him, tapping his chin and thinking: "The [Heart Slip] is not for 'use', nor is it recorded in a certain chapter. It is somewhat similar to the 'relics of eminent monks'. It is said that a scholar with a pure heart and clear nature" There is a chance to extract this magical technique from the classics, but since it is not a conventional method, there are not many records. "

"Is there any owner?"

"No."

"I would rather know what it can be used for and why Mr. Zhu gave it to me."

"Zhu Wen does things based on his heart. Maybe he thinks you will need this... maybe at this time, or maybe twenty years later." Xu Chuo sat next to him, "As for whether we can control it, let's try it. , where is "Ritual" in your heart at this moment?

"Just where I last read it."

"Okay, you can continue reading now."

Pei Ye lowered his head and spread out the book to read carefully. About an hour later, he finished reading a new chapter. Just as he was about to turn the page, he was held down by a fan. The woman next to him said, "You can go in and take a look now."

Pei Ye went in to take a look, then came out again.

"how?"

"Yes...but not entirely."

"Um?"

"It's just...intermittent, vague...some places are engraved wrong..." Pei Ye frowned in confusion, "Why is this?"

Xu Chuo was silent for a moment: "Did you not understand it and just swallowed it whole?"

"How could that happen? I only read the next sentence after I understood it."

"I got it wrong."

"..."

"In the past, did Zhu Wen want you to read it yourself?"

Pei Ye held the book and was silent for a moment: "Mr. Zhu will explain it to me again in detail after reading."

Xu Chuo stretched out his hand towards him: "Bring it here."

…

The moment of "Heart Slip" really lies in the clear interpretation. At this time, Pei Ye understood Zhu Wen's old-fashioned "one word at a time" approach. After the article was straightened out in Xu Chuo's mouth, it was indeed engraved in his heart.

"Let's try another thing." Xu Chuo handed him another book, and Pei Ye took it. It was an old and inferior thin book. He looked at the cover and blushed slightly.

This is "The Red Mansion Opera and the Mandarin Ducks".

Pei Ye touched his head, a little embarrassed, and looked at the woman: "What is this..."

"Just look carefully."

Pei Ye then put it on his lap and opened it again. He looked down and found that he entered it after only two pages.

It is indeed a story about love between a man and a woman. The story is not as gaudy as the cover. The concept is very sophisticated, the affection is very real, and the description is also very delicate. There are certainly some colorful strokes and provocative scenes to attract people's attention, but in general, it is If Pei Ye has read it, it can be considered a masterpiece. Pei Ye read with gusto amidst slight disappointment, and was still reluctant to leave when he closed the last page.

Xu Chuo looked at him with his chin on his side: "Do I need to explain this to you carefully?"

"...No need."

Pei Ye read this very clearly. At this time, he understood the woman's meaning and sank into his mind to look. However, he searched the bamboo body but could not see the words engraved on it.

"In this case, it seems that the words that can be used as 'heart slips' must have certain requirements." Xu Chuo said thoughtfully, "I think that first of all, the classics of various schools are enough to be engraved, and the rest must be seen and understood before they can be included. "

This is reasonable. Pei Ye has a general understanding. You can't just write a few words on paper and have it engraved in your heart after reading it. If someone writes "Pei Ye is a dog" or something like that, he will be in trouble. deficit……

"So I think the Heart Slip is like this. It cannot be used by you. When the state of mind is turbulent, it is a wall; when the mind is confused, it is a mirror. Its role in practice should be to help you stabilize and control My own state of mind." Xu Chuo said.

"Then Mr. Zhu gave it to me now..." Pei Ye was stunned and lowered his head, "Is it because it can help me get through my confusion?"

"Probably so." Xu Chuo said slowly and seriously, "Zhu Wen has a profound understanding of heaven and earth. Now you have to face it with a sword. There is probably no better teacher than him. Let's do this."

So the first step, of course, is to read this "Ritual" carefully.

…

"Why does the library owner carry this kind of storybook with him?"

When night fell, the two of them stepped out of Tianliyuan together.

"I like watching it." Xu Chuo looked at the horizon and clapped his hands with a fan, "Today I want to go to Taohua Alley to eat beef bones."

I like reading... Pei Ye thought, it turns out that the owner also likes to read this kind of book in private, just like other boudoir ladies.

Xu Chuo made a decision and headed over there. Pei Ye naturally had no choice but to follow behind. It was his first time to come to the so-called Peach Blossom Alley. This alley was located to the south of the old house, just opposite to the direction to Tianliyuan. He went out and came back. They didn't even pass by, so Pei Ye never touched his feet.

However, it was obviously not the first time that Xu Chuo came here these days. The bustle of the alley was beyond Pei Ye's expectation, and the oldness and narrowness were also beyond Pei Ye's expectation. The stone slabs under his feet were trampled so hard that they felt like they were growing on the ground, and the bluestone turned into a classic. The dark color of the year.

Various flavors of soup steamed into the air, and the woman led him through it, arriving at a store that was as old as the alley.

The door was very short, and Pei Ye had to bow slightly when she walked in, but the stove in the house was burning very vigorously, and the curtain blocked the cold air. Pei Ye walked in and shivered coldly.

The orange candlelight was not very bright, but it was just enough to see clearly. There were only seven or eight crowded small tables in the room. There was no one at this time, and the rich aroma of beef soup had already entered the nose.

"It smells so good." Pei Ye couldn't help but say.

"This soup has been boiled for at least ten years." Xu Chuo smiled. There was no one in front of the stove, only a large pot of soup bubbling.

The woman seemed to be very familiar with this place. She first took two bowls and scooped some seasonings, then called to the kitchen: "Mother-in-law, I want four pounds of bones and three servings of baked buns."

"Hey - you serve it." An old voice came from behind, followed by slow and dragging steps.

Xu Chuo did not reach out, but instructed Pei Ye to pick up a spoon and iron tongs, first picked up a few bulging buns, then stood by the pot and leaned over to pick out the bones, and pointed to Pei Ye when he had chosen one.

After picking a few, Xu Chuo tilted his head and looked at the boy.

Pei Ye looked at her blankly.

"Is that enough? Four catties." Xu Chuo asked, "You have to tell me how much is missing."

"Ah? You have to weigh it to know."

"You are a seven-life cultivator, can't you measure the weight accurately?"

"I know how heavy these bones are, but I don't know how heavy four catties is."

"..."

The curtain of the kitchen was lifted, and an old woman who was almost blind came out: "Don't make a noise, don't make a noise."

She looked at Xu Chuo and smiled intimately: "Little one is here again, are you free today?"