Mu Cheng observed one stone tablet with great interest, and then quickly turned to another. Although these inscriptions contained profound ancient texts, it did not hinder Mu Cheng's reading ability. Before, in school, he had frantically flipped through the professor's memories.

Fragments, had already mastered classical Chinese very thoroughly. In a short time, he had read dozens of inscriptions. However, while reading, Mu Cheng began to think. These inscriptions were all self-introductions and experiences of cultivators, but none of them were formal.

Practice techniques. Moreover, these introductions and experiences seemed to be written on it by himself. According to Master Xiao He, there are no people with spiritual roots in this village, so why is there such a profound stone tablet? Suddenly, his

Looking at Xiao He, he asked: "Xiao He, which stone tablet are you practicing on?" Xiao He asked with some confusion: "What's wrong? You also want to learn the skills I practice?" Mu Cheng said helplessly: "

I told you, I'm not here to learn the exercises, I just want to see what's written on it." "Of course there are exercises on it." Mu Cheng continued to ask: "You can't understand the words on it, why?

Are you sure that's a Kung Fu? I just looked at several pieces, but they're not the same. I just want to know what's written on the Kung Fu you learned?" Seeing that Mu Cheng asked so seriously, Xiao He took him directly to practice on his own.

In front of the stele. After Mu Cheng read it, he became more convinced. These inscriptions are not a method of cultivation. Xiao He's master taught them his own unique technique, but why should he let them learn in front of these inscriptions?

This doesn't seem necessary!

Mu Cheng asked sincerely again: "Xiao He, I think I may have discovered the secret of the village, but I'm not sure. You must tell me the truth. How does this stone tablet help you when you are practicing your skills?"

Xiao He answered bluntly: "The exercises taught to me by Master mainly involve the skills of the legs and feet. In addition to the movements, there are also corresponding formulas. As long as I repeat the formula silently in front of this stone tablet, I can enter a stage.

This state allows me to understand and master my own skills faster."

After listening to Xiao He's answer, Mu Cheng found that it was completely different from his guess. He wanted Xiao He to recite to him the formula for practicing the exercises, but Mu Cheng repeatedly emphasized that he was not here to learn the exercises, so he didn't know what to do.

How to speak. Suddenly, he remembered that there were several exercises in the memories he had read before, and they all had corresponding formulas. He might as well give it a try. He did not try it in front of the stone tablet where Xiao He practiced, but randomly chose the one next to it.

For a moment, he remembered his most familiar formula of "Jinghongjue" and recited it silently over and over in front of the stone tablet.

Mu Cheng felt that the scene suddenly changed, and he seemed to be in a dreamlike situation. A clear river appeared in front of him, like a silvery stream, humming softly. High mountains stood beside the river, and the steep peaks were shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

.The towering big trees are emerald green, with lush branches and leaves, strong and straight, as if they are guarding this magical land. The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, reflecting the colorful light and shadow, like a beautiful picture. Mu Chengjing

Standing in this piece of nature, his mind was shocked and he felt the infinite power and tranquility of nature. He shuttled between rivers, mountains and tree branches, constantly practicing his body skills, and clearly saw his

Movements. He could feel that his skills had become more proficient, as if he had integrated into nature.

Returning to reality from that wonderful feeling, Mu Cheng sat cross-legged on the ground to relax and calm his body and mind. He sat comfortably, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply and calmly. The surrounding environment gradually blurred.

, he focused entirely on his breathing at this moment. With every breath, he could feel the fresh air entering his body, taking away the tension and fatigue of his body. After finishing the meditation break, he felt that his body and mind were refreshed and full of energy.

Peaceful and calm. He deeply realized that his understanding of the exercises had reached a higher level.

He recited the mantra silently on the stone tablet again, and the scene was still the same intoxicating scene. He felt that his physical skills had not improved much, but he still gained something. When he recovered from that state again, he did not

Instead, he turned to another stone tablet next to him and recited the mantra silently in the same way. This time the scene changed. Although it was still rivers, mountains and branches, the rivers and mountains were different from the previous scene. He had a new scene.

Thoughts. After returning to reality, he changed another stone tablet. Sure enough, the scene was different this time. He was actually in a snowy scene.

Mu Cheng changed several stone tablets. In addition to deepening his understanding of "Jinghong Jue", he also used the same method to further understand other skills. Xiao He watched Mu Cheng change several stone tablets in succession, and originally wanted to remind him,

But thinking of Mu Cheng saying that he was not here to practice the exercises, he chose to remain silent. He continued to sit in front of the stone tablet where he practiced and continued to consolidate his practice.

Tong Mengyao and Ding Peng had dinner together, and they still talked about every detail of their school days. After the meal, Tong Mengyao got into Ding Peng's car. The soft seats wrapped her body comfortably, and the environment inside the car was quiet and peaceful.

Luxurious. She asked Ding Peng to play a gentle and touching song. She closed her eyes quietly and immersed herself in the music.

The music was as delicate as silk, and a melodious piano melody filled the carriage quietly. She relaxed her body and mind as the melody rose and fell, feeling the notes rippling in her ears. Every note was like a blooming flower, blooming beautifully.

sound.

The scenery outside the car window was flowing in front of her eyes, and the lights on the street were twinkling like stars in the sky. Tong Mengyao seemed to be in a psychedelic music space. The music and scenery were intertwined to form a beautiful picture.

She listened attentively to the lyrics of the song, and each word carried deep emotions and touched her heart. Each lyric seemed to be a narration of her inner world, making her feel resonance and relief.

The car stopped at Tong Mengyao's residence. Ding Peng watched her immersed in the music. He did not disturb her and just watched quietly.

In this quiet moment, Tong Mengyao seemed to be completely immersed in the ocean of music. She closed her eyes and let the music take her flying, taking her away from the noise and pressure, leaving only tranquility and enjoyment.

Suddenly, Tong Mengyao whispered: "Kiss me." Ding Peng looked at her blankly, as if he heard wrongly, but it was indeed Tong Mengyao who said these words herself. His mouth slowly approached her lips.

At this moment, it seemed that the music merged with them, and perhaps it was the blending of his and Tong Mengyao's souls. In any case, he felt the power and beauty of the music. It was a luxurious and pleasant experience that soothed and satisfied the body and mind.
Chapter completed!