At dawn, the sky was still white with fish belly and the morning color was hazy, but the most prosperous Zhuque Street in Liujing was already lively.

The vendors shouted and shouted, the students read, the people looked for a restaurant to have morning tea, and the martial arts practitioners had already practiced seven or eight times. For ordinary people, the legendary monks were only found in books in operas, just like An Bochen in the past, who didn't know that an ordinary passerby might be a local monk, and a seemingly inconspicuous old man in the martial arts hall might be a heavenly monk.

At the end of Zhuque Street, a martial arts hall stands. The walls were originally red and were disrepaired. At this time, they were mottled and dark red. In the courtyard, the trainees were bare-armed and punched the same fist. The white air rose from their heads, fists and legs came, and the wind was shining. Deep in the courtyard, the gate of the inner courtyard was closed, and a tall and thin old man in his sixties sat upright in his head with a polite smile on his face.

"The arrival of the young master Li really made the clouds shine brightly. Unfortunately, the best tea in my old house is said.

"Young Master, please be polite... It's a matter of determination."

Everyone Liu laughed dryly, with a deep joy in their eyes. Although there is a lot of five hundred gold, it is not as good as being able to get along with Mr. Li. As long as you successfully build a fire for that dull servant, your Suzaku Martial Arts Hall may have a day to rise again.

"Bo Chen, why are you in a daze? You haven't thanked everyone Liu."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen's face turned slightly red, turned his head and stared at the girl who was staring at the beam of the house, then stepped forward and respectfully gave Master Liu a big gift.

As soon as he bent down, a figure flashed in front of his eyes. The next moment, his arms were tightly clamped in the air by Master Liu, unable to move. A stream of heat came out of his right arm, and in a moment passed by his body, disappearing.

"Yes, although the guy's qualifications are not the best, they are considered to be mid-to-high. In this way, the fire can be successfully built before noon."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen was ecstatic and subconsciously looked at the girl behind him. When he saw her, she also smiled with a smile, showing a look of joy.

"Please sit cross-legged, please."

Under the guidance of Liu Jiao, An Bochen sat cross-legged on the short couch, concentrated his mind and calmed his energy, turned his palms slightly, and hugged them in a round shape.

"I will first open up the three dantians and the twelve serious merits for you so that the essence fire can be transmitted in. If there is any pain, I will endure it."

After the words came, An Bochen saw Liu's eyes shining, exhaling breath, and taking action, from top to bottom, pointing the center of the forehead, chest and lower abdomen, then twisted it violently, and hitting it with a crackling sound. His eyebrows twitched, An Bochen grinned and endured the old man's heavy blow. Anything that was hit by Liu's will be sore. If it were the case, An Bochen would have given up long ago.

But he knew that only by experiencing these pains could he succeed in building fire and embark on the legendary path of cultivation. Which of the heroes in the plays did not go through thousands of hardships and a lifetime of death? Compared with them, what is his mere pain?

He clenched his fists, his palms were covered with sweat, and the blue veins on Amberchen's forehead were bulging, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

I don’t know how long it took, my body was slightly numb, and the soreness and pain gradually disappeared. There were a lot of relief from the place where I was hit by Liu Guru, but it was a feeling that An Bochen had never felt before.

"Okay, I have already relied on you for the twelve serious merits, and the three dantians at the top, middle and lower have also been opened, so you can start building fire."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen showed joy and was about to thank everyone Liu when he saw him sweating and waved his hand.

"Building fire is dangerous or not, but it is dangerous and dangerous. People who build fire must concentrate, open their minds and relax their bodies, so that they can accept essence and fire. I will plant essence and fire from the dantian above your forehead, and go all the way to open up the twelve main merits for you, pass through the middle dantian, and enter the lower dantian. The human body has innate fire. Although my essence and fire are innate fire, to you, it is just acquired fire. The so-called fire building means that the innate fire hidden in your body is used by my essence and fire, which is the most basic fire."

"But, how do I know where the innate fire is?"

An Bochen asked in confusion.

"There are heavy acupoints in the human body, called Shenque, which are the most secret and critical acupoints, and are also the major acupoints related to longevity. Shenque is the yang acupoint on the Ren maritime maritime, and it is also the only hidden part of the innate fire."

As he said that, everyone Liu pointed at An Bochen's navel.

"It's here. When I pass the essence fire in, I will continue all the way and then recoil from the lower dantian. At that time, you need to focus all your attention on the Shenque acupoint and relax your body. Once you notice that the fever in the navel is caused, you will inhale and urge it. At that time, I will help you to guide it and you will be done."

"Give my innate essence fire?"

"No."

Everyone Liu's eyes shone brightly and he stroked his beard.

"It's just the innate fire, that is, the fire fire that is not included in the grade. The essence fire is infinitely mysterious. It is difficult for the earth-class monks to obtain a wisp. Only the heaven-class monks can cultivate it."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen nodded silently and said in his heart that after the fire was turned, he would definitely go to the young master's study and carefully ponder the books he had hidden.

Suddenly, An Bochen frowned and glanced at Liu and said.

"After pulling out my innate fire, how can Mr. Liu's essence fire remain?"

A trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it was fleeting, and everyone Liu spoke.

"When the brother gives birth to the innate fire, the meridians and acupuncture points in your body will be regarded as the monarch. My essence belongs to outsiders and can no longer be accommodated in your body. It should be dissipated... Less gossip, let's start now, please close your eyes and concentrate."

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen felt a little nervous and excited, and his eyes fell inadvertently towards the girl who had changed into a plain white gauze. For some reason, An Bochen suddenly felt a little lost.

When she repaired the fire, she resigned to get a fortune from the account room and took her to the troupe to find "Jiuchenjun". After the transaction was completed, the two parted ways. As she said, there would be no more meeting. Or maybe she could know her real name, but she still didn't know what kind of face she had under her red hair... there was no need to know.

He sighed secretly. Although the boy was a little reluctant, he thought that he could obtain the method of practice and a sum of money that would allow his whole family to eat and drink. An Bochen no longer had to worry about it. He relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and focused his attention on the navel.

"Build a fire!"

The old man sitting in An Bochen shouted softly at the head, his eyes clear, but something seemed to be overturning.

The next moment, he poked his finger out and passed through the shadow point of Anbo Chen's forehead.

An Bochen's body shook sharply, and he felt that his forehead seemed to be burned by fire. He subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but he found that his whole body could not move, as if he was sucked firmly on the old man's fingers, allowing the burning feeling to penetrate into his forehead unscrupulously and ignite his head.

Just as Amberchen was panicked, a "buzzing" sound came from his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, something extremely magical happened. An Bochen seemed to have seen the scene in his head. This feeling was amazing, as if his eyes were hanging in his head.

But in an instant, the mysterious and mysterious feeling disappeared, and the eyes became dark again, and the burning breath fell from the forehead and spread downwards.

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(Are there any children's shoes you are chasing now...)
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