The sun rises and the moon sets. Although the old man was worried about Qi Wukuo, the young Taoist directly locked the door of the woodshed. The old man wanted to call a few young people in the village to open the door, but he was worried about the young Taoist

If he said nothing, he would do this by himself. If he disturbed him, wouldn’t he have done something bad?

There were many concerns for a moment.

I had to wait outside.

Unexpectedly, it started to rain again at night. The winter rain was the most sad. The cold air eroded the muscles and bones. Even if I wore a cotton coat, I couldn't resist it. The young man felt uncomfortable outside, let alone an old man,

His family persuaded him to go back, so he had to wait until the next morning to see the young Taoist.

If you haven't come out yet, you have to open the door no matter how you have to avoid the young man falling ill.

Now it is the end of the month, and only the crescent moons are left in the sky. Threads of black clouds gather, covering the full moon. The rain drizzles and falls into the village, which is a unique feeling of serenity, a scene of a cloud of cold water.

Even with the lights held up, you can't see the distance.

The old man looked outside and sighed: "The woodshed is leaking very much. The little Taoist priest is inside. Don't let the rain get damaged."

After thinking about it, he said to his two sons next to him:

"You prepare two clean clothes and follow me to see tomorrow."

The two sons agreed and went down to prepare. The old man looked out the window, and was stunned and lost his mind when he heard the sound of rain. He didn't know what he remembered.

And in the woodshed.

But it was not as cold and wet as the old man guessed, and the rain leaked from it but never fell to the ground.

A stream of white breath that was as clear as air flowed and changed here, as if clouds were clouds, but they were extremely hot. The rain fell, and in a blink of an eye, it was already steamed and turned into steam, mixed here, surrounding the young Taoist.

, on the contrary, the young Taoist became more and more profound. However, his face was pale and seemed to be quite painful, but even so, his breathing was still calm and stable.

Use your spirit to control your energy.

The energy accumulated by meditation that year was quickly controlled.

The huge soul made the flow of the energy extremely quiet and stable. When Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes again, some slight sunlight fell on the boy through the gap in the woodshed, and he could hear the birds singing in his ears in the morning.

The sound, the air was moist and slightly cold, and the boy exhaled, swaying his body slightly to stand up.

When I opened the door, the sun was warm, and the birds were alarmed and flying from the trees beside me.

The branches swayed, and a little water fell down. The boy stretched out his hand just in time and connected the drop of water to his palm.

It made Qi Wuhuo feel a little chilled.

“Good rain…”

He looked around and felt that everything was coming into his eyes, and it became extremely new, as if it was covered with dust on weekdays. Now he had just washed it, since the dream of Huang Liang, the soul with extraordinary foundation finally had a

It feels stable, but unlike the past, the essence of the energy cannot support the soul, but it seems like it is head-heavy and light.

Qi Wuhuo clenched his fists and felt the strength of the Yuan Jing.

When breathing, the qi flows and can flow around the body by itself.

【Three talents are all】.

The most important foundation of the Xuanmen Authentic Sect, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and finally arrives.

Qi Wuhuo slowly exhaled and felt the vitality and pleasure of his own spirit.

If a person is hungry for a lifetime, he will finally get a full meal.

A hint of curiosity also emerged in my heart.

His primordial spirit foundation comes from the seventy years of spring and autumn in the dream of Huangliang, and is no worse than the level of the innate Qi.

Yuanqi and Yuanjing are the basic standards of ordinary people.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult for him to practice and follow the authentic path of Xuanmen.

The teachers all said that it would take fifty years of water grinding to reach [Three Talents].

If you meditate for a year, how can your vitality keep up with the foundation and attainments of the soul?

Which river has problems?

Qi Wuhuo had already guessed something in his heart, but he did not persist in pursuing the answer. He was flexible and had not yet calmed down. Just like this world washed by a rain, it seemed that it had become much clearer and cleaner. The young Taoist was delighted in his heart.

On the road ahead, it was still early, and there were two or three naughty boys running and playing in cotton coats.

Or jump into the water and step on the puddle to let the water splash out.

The cotton coat was dirty, but she was still laughing and having fun.

They also held a branch and played with each other as swordsmen.

The young Taoist looked at them as if he remembered that he was six years ago... no, he seemed to be like this when he was seven years ago.

In just seven years, it seems like a different life.

The child left jokingly.

The Taoist smiled and turned around.

There was no distraction in my heart, stretched my muscles and bones, and meditated all night, but I was a little tired after all. Seeing the children holding branches, the young Taoist got up and fell to pick up a dead branch, brushing the left finger across it.

The branches and vital energy flowed, and the forks and fine branches on them fell down in unison, turning into a straight and smooth branch.

With a casual shock, the rain on the branches was shaken away. He raised his hand and waved it twice, but he did not throw away the sword technique in Huang Liang's dream, but it was an ordinary sword technique after all.

Suddenly, I thought of the farewell gift from Senior Sister Yumiao.

When the mind moves, there is a burning feeling between the eyebrows, as if a book appears in front of you, forming four cloud seal characters.

[Hunyuan Sword Classic].

He created his own [classic] level martial arts. When he was young, he was the most proud. He called himself a sword in his hand and pointed directly at the Hunyuan realm.

Qi Wuhuo thought of the senior sister who had once fought in the Heavenly Court and needed one of the thirty-six thunder generals to take action. Thinking of her being trapped in love and not getting out of it, she had some insights in her heart. This jade book slowly opened, inside

The text emerges, which is the general outline of this volume of the martial arts created by Senior Sister Yumiao—

[Swordsman in the world, with clear eyes, hands, and heart, and self-proclaimed as a swordsman]

[A person who practices will be lucky on the sword, come and go like flying, casts magic spells, and calls himself a sword immortal]

This seems to mention the difference between the swordsman in the world and the sword immortal in the world, but immediately the following are several large characters.

Strong and fierce.

【It’s a pity! It’s ridiculous! It’s a pity! It’s pitiful!】

【As for the swords learned in modern times, those who dance with them are all the fur in the fur, which is the shallow and despicable!】

[My name is Yumiao, and you should establish a sword path here. You can prove the Hunyuan and open the ancestor of a sword immortal!]

The boy was filled with his anger.

Qi Wuhuo saw the words after my name were blurred. It seemed to be the two words Yumiao, but it did not seem to exist.

I also understand that I am afraid that I can only know what these two words are if I have the jade slip of Senior Sister Yumiao. But now I look at these words, I feel like I can see the energetic Senior Sister Yumiao when I was young, holding a green streak.

His eyes were strikingly, he sat in front of him, his sword was swayed in front of him, his hands were touched by the green edge, and he talked about swordsmanship.

[After learning the sword is formed outside, the sword energy is prepared inside, so that the body and mind have the master.]

[Sword Qi is the qi! Nothing is before refining swords. The key to refining qi is to retain the spirit.]

[When you swallow Dou and hold the Gang, use water and fire, and combine with Kan and Li, the wonderful lies in the Yang God, the three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi face the Yuan, and then use the sword to enter the Tao.]

[This sword is not a killing object, but an opportunity for me to enter the Tao and a weapon for achieving Taoism!]

[Those who do not have this mind cannot use swordsmanship to return to the Yuan and achieve the state of Hunyuan]

Qi Wuhuo saw the lines of text behind, practicing swords outside, and practicing the great way of practice, there is no doubt that after being taught by the old man, he calmly walked out of his own path, which is higher than ordinary swordsmanship.

The body of Taoism and swordsmanship coexist, and the magical powers of swordsmanship can theoretically reach the realm of gods and immortals.

And this kind of sword script was written by Senior Sister Yumiao himself, which shows her talent.

Qi Wuhuo saw the last paragraph of the general outline.

[Sword Taoism is used to eliminate disasters and cut off water, draw the ground to form a river; it can cut off seven emotions, cut off six desires and eliminate ordinary hearts!]

[The mysterious can enter the wonder, fly around, without a trace, clouds and rain, like tigers and dragons, unpredictable changes, endless changes.]

[Punish the evil party in the world and kill the ghost spirits underground!]

[You can avoid disasters of water and fire, and you can enter without drowning; you can relieve the chaos of swords and weapons, and you can see them as if you are not seen.]

Qi Wuhuo looked at the line of words and said, "Cut the seven emotions, cut off the six desires, and cut off the ordinary heart..."

Thinking of the girl's gentle answer, "I must not be able to do so, I don't want to."

When recalling this sentence at this time, it seems to have a deeper meaning.

Qi Wuhuo had the foundation of swordsmanship in Huang Liang's dream. At this moment, he got the manuscript of the senior sister. Naturally, he wanted to try it. He was thinking about it, but suddenly his spirit was scattered, and the mountain god seal was also vaguely stimulated.

Moving, for some reason, Qi Wuhuo seemed to feel like he was being watched.

The volume of "Hunyuan Sword Classic" in the middle of my eyebrows lit up slightly.
To be continued...