I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xiansheng opened his eyes in a daze. At that moment, he hoped that the scene that happened before was a dream. It would be great if it was a dream.

But Jiang Xiansheng looked at Jiang Cheng and his wife lying on the ground, blood and tears solidified on his face, and his eyes were full of death.

He desperately wanted to get up, he wanted to hug his parents, but he couldn't move. His body had been so weak for the past three years that he couldn't do anything.

"Why..." Jiang Xiansheng resented himself in his heart. If it weren't for him, his parents would still be living well in the world, doing business, and living a stable life.

But just because of himself, Jiang Xiansheng's young mind endured things that should not have been experienced at his age. He was already at a loss and even thought of committing suicide.

But when he thought of those vicious people and his parents who were still lying on the ground with no one paying attention, his heart suddenly became firm.

He can't die, he hasn't avenged his parents, he hasn't buried his parents, and he can't die. If he dies like this, he really won't be able to forgive himself even if he is reincarnated.

At night, in this dark room, it was very quiet, and even the sound of dripping water on the room could be heard clearly.

At this time, an oil lamp lit up on a dilapidated wooden table in the distance, and it was lit out of thin air, making the whole room turn yellow.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the oil lamp in shock. He was obviously the only living person in the room. Why was the oil lamp lit inexplicably?

Then Jiang Xiansheng seemed to have thought of something, with a very surprised and sad expression on his face, he said softly to the room:

"Father, mother! It's you! You also want me to live, right? I will definitely not let you down, and I will definitely live well." At the end of the sentence, Jiang Xiansheng was clearly crying.

He was still just a teenager, but he had experienced things that he could never let go of his whole life.

The lamp swayed slightly in the room, as if responding to Jiang Xiansheng.

In a room that should have been dark and cold, because of this oil lamp, there was a hint of warmth, both in the room and in the heart.

At night, the breeze gently blew the leaves, making a crisp sound. A slightly swaying oil lamp in the house seemed to represent new life, burning until the end of the sky.

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Feeling the warm light, his heart was already very determined.

He began to recall the body-refining method taught to him by the old man who claimed to be Dameng Daojun. He wanted to become a practitioner, and he wanted to become more powerful.

There were several lines of large golden characters in Jiang Xiansheng's mind, and there were many words written in characters that Jiang Xiansheng could not understand.

As if knowing that Jiang Xiansheng could not understand them, those words turned into several loud voices, echoing in his mind.

"The foundation of human beings lies in the body. You can break stones outside your body, and you can move mountains inside your body. You can use the energy of broken stones to move mountains inside your body. If you don't have mountains, you will have no time."

"Feel the subtle breath of heaven and earth, imagine the root of the mountain in your body, and only by turning the breath into gravel can you move the mountain to a flawless state..."

Jiang Xiansheng was very confused when he heard these mysterious words. Fortunately, these words kept echoing in Jiang Xiansheng's mind. He listened to them back and forth more than ten times and finally understood the second or third meaning.

"This body-training technique called Mountain Moving Technique should describe using your heart to feel the tiny breath that exists in the world, and then imagine that there are many mountains in your body, and then use that breath to move the mountains.

, and finally you can reach the so-called flawless state." Jiang Xiansheng silently analyzed the technique in his heart and finally reached the conclusion.

After Jiang Xiansheng got his understanding of the mountain-moving art, he quickly gathered his thoughts and began to do what the mountain-moving art said.

He slowly closed his eyes and carefully felt the tiny breath in the heaven and earth mentioned by the Mountain Moving Jue.

But I didn't feel the breath, but I heard the sound of many cockcrows, and the sun was about to rise.

Jiang Xiansheng looked at the light of the slowly rising sun shining into the house bit by bit, making it slightly dazzling.

He slowly closed his eyes again, completely calmed down to feel the tiny breath of heaven and earth, and began to operate the mountain-moving technique.

This mountain-moving technique turned the impurities in his body into mountains. Even though they were just virtual, it seemed to make Jiang Xiansheng feel heavy.

Feeling the mountain in his body, he began to feel the tiny breath of the world according to the technique described in Moving Mountain Jue. Gradually, he felt that there was a very tiny breath in the world. This wave passed in an instant, but it made Jiang Xiansheng

Got excited.

He finally felt the aura mentioned by the Mountain Moving Art even just a little bit, which made Jiang Xiansheng work harder to fully get in touch with the spiritual power.

As time passed, Jiang Xiansheng's heart became calmer and calmer. He did not forget what happened not long ago, he just buried it in his heart.

Gradually, Jiang Xiansheng could clearly feel the breeze blowing in the air, and there was a spiritual power mixed in the breeze.

At this moment, Jiang Xiansheng's eyes suddenly opened, and he was running the mountain-moving technique, sucking that spiritual power into his body.

And that spiritual power was pulled into Jiang Xiansheng's body, and it immediately began to become violent. Seeing the mountains in front of him, the spiritual power was like a wild horse running straight into the mountains.

It should have been as smooth as a mayfly shaking an elephant, but the strange thing is that the spiritual power actually rushed forward and shattered nearly 80% of the mountain in Jiang Xiansheng's body. Finally, it encountered a mountain that seemed to be a solid body and dissipated after rubbing a few corners.

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"The virtual mountain should be the impurities that the old man said have been excreted by the curse. The solid and thick mountain should be the last impurities in my body." Jiang Xiansheng felt the changes in his body and quickly

Reminds me of what the old gentleman said to him at that time.

Although what was broken was the virtual mountain, it was the culprit why Jiang Xiansheng had gradually lost his vitality in the past three years and was paralyzed and unable to move. At this time, nearly 80% of the virtual mountain in Jiang Xiansheng's body was broken, making Jiang Xiansheng's body feel three kinds of pain.

Relaxation I haven't felt in years.

Jiang Xiansheng stared at his body expectantly at this time, and his fingers moved slowly. His body, which had been rusty for five years, could finally move a little.
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