Chapter 1 Pulse Repair

Jackdaw Island before dawn is the darkest and quietest time of the day.

On the east coast of the island, on the iconic Lone Finger Peak, which towers like a finger into the clouds, there is a lighthouse that lights an oil lamp all year round. It emits a dim light to indicate the direction to the ships on the nearby sea.

Old Liu, who is responsible for guarding the lighthouse, will add lamp oil on time every three hours to prevent the lamp from going out.

After Old Man Liu added some lamp oil, he was no longer sleepy. Before dawn in early winter, it was very cold on the mountain, so he snuggled up next to the oil lamp and smoked a dry cigarette. With the help of the light, he walked from time to time towards the path leading to the foot of Guzhi Peak. A view of the small village on the rugged mountain road.

After a while, a rustling sound began to appear around me, like rain, but not quite like it.

Old Man Liu only listened for a moment and then murmured: "Well, it's snowing. The first snow this winter is coming."

A gust of cold wind carried a few tiny grains of snow into the lighthouse, and Old Man Liu wrapped his coat tighter.

"The weather is really bad. The Mu family's children may not come today." Old Liu said to himself.

Although he said this, he knew in his heart that over the years, no matter the rain, snow or wind, the children of the Mu family would appear on Guzhi Peak on time before early morning every day.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure vaguely flashed on the rugged and dark mountain road, approaching here. This figure was very flexible, using both hands and feet, almost jumping up the mountain.

When the figure arrived near the lighthouse, Old Man Liu saw clearly that it was a young boy who was only eleven or twelve years old. His facial features were pretty and his complexion was slightly dark. He was Mu Yi, the only son of the fisherman named Mu in the fishing village at the foot of the mountain.

Mu Yi was only wearing a thin cloth shirt, but he was carrying three or four oil can leather bags on his shoulders, all of which were bulging.

"Old Uncle Liu, this is the lamp oil that the village chief asked me to bring you. These are some dried fish that my father dried for you. These are the rice noodles that you asked me to buy yesterday." Mu Yi put the things on his shoulders one by one. After unloading, Old Man Liu put everything in the right place without any instructions.

These things are not light in weight. The oil can alone weighs twenty or thirty kilograms. It is obviously not an easy burden for an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, not to mention the fact that he has to carry them to a lonely place with steep mountain roads. Point to the peak.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Old Man Liu put down his cigarette rod and nodded happily.

"Wow, it's actually dried fish made from sturgeon. This is a good thing." Old man Liu praised, and said to Mu Yi quite lovingly: "The first snow is coming this winter, and you are still wearing something like this." Young man, be careful of catching a cold."

Mu Yi patted his chest and said, "Don't be afraid, I am a pulse cultivator, so this little bit of coldness doesn't mean anything!"

When he mentioned "Pulse Cultivator", his little face immediately showed a look of pride.

Old Man Liu nodded and said nothing more.

Meridian cultivators can sharpen their senses and strengthen their bodies by cultivating their meridians. Although this child of the Mu family is still young, he has been cultivating his meridians for six or seven years. He should be able to withstand the cold air before dawn in early winter.

"Uncle Liu, I'm going to practice at the top of the mountain." Mu Yi put away his things and left.

"Wait a minute!" Old Man Liu called to Mu Yi, turned back to the back room, and took out a rather exquisite but somewhat ancient wooden box about a foot long from the cabinet.

"Take it." Old man Liu said with a smile and handed the wooden box to Mu Yi.

"What is this?" Mu Yi curiously opened the wooden box and saw a green herb placed neatly inside. The root of the herb was also wrapped in a large ball of black mud exuding moisture, which looked very strange.

Fresh.

"Wild skullcap." Mu Yi recognized the origin of this herb.

Scutellaria baicalensis is a common medicinal herb on Guzhi Peak, and Mu Yi also picked some while practicing.

Mu Yi looked slightly disappointed and said: "Thank you, Uncle Liu. I already have a lot of this kind of medicinal herbs. You can keep this one, or I can sell it to the doctor who comes to the village to collect medicinal herbs on your behalf."

Old man Liu shook his head and said proudly: "This is no ordinary wild skullcap. Look carefully at the leaves and then at the roots."

Mu Yi inspected carefully according to his words and pushed some of the black mud away. Sure enough, he found that there seemed to be a few faint yellow threads in the leaves of the wild skullcap; and its roots, although only a few inches in size, were faintly visible.

It has a head, a body, hands and feet, and is similar to a human form.

"Hey, what is this?" Mu Yi asked in surprise. He had collected many wild skullcaps, and this was the first time he had seen such a medicinal herb.

"This is the king of Scutellaria baicalensis, a very rare medicinal herb. Every thirty years, a thin golden thread will grow on the leaves of Scutellaria baicalensis. There are three or four golden threads on the leaves of this Scutellaria baicalensis, at least

The medicine is over a hundred years old!" Old man Liu introduced: "The medicinal properties of Scutellaria baicalensis are much higher than those of ordinary Scutellaria baicalensis. In addition to nourishing the spleen and kidneys, it can also detoxify and reduce fire. You can decoct it and take it. It will be helpful for cultivating the spleen.

The pulse and kidney pulse are both beneficial."

This wild skullcap plant is very rare and of course worth a lot of money, but Old Man Liu gave it to him without blinking an eyelid.

Mu Yi was quite touched. This old man Liu was lonely and had no children, but he had always treated him very well.

Mu Yi knew that Old Man Liu was even more familiar with mountain herbs than many doctors. He had only learned a few superficial things from him, but he had already gained a lot.

"Thank you, Old Uncle Liu!" Mu Yi gratefully saluted Old Man Liu and happily accepted the herbs.

"Go quickly, the snow will stop next time. Maybe there will be a sunrise today and the purple energy will come from the east. That will be the best time to practice your eyes." Old man Liu showed a kind smile and watched Mu Yi jump three times.

He left the lighthouse in two leaps and ran towards a huge rock on the top of the mountain.

The distance from the lighthouse to the peak is only about a hundred feet, but it is extremely steep and rugged with rocks. There is no mountain road at all. But Mu Yi uses his hands and feet to be extremely flexible. His thin body climbs on the rocks, like a dark ghost. Every time

If you jump, you can climb up several feet.

Old Man Liu looked at Mu Yi intently and waited until the vague black shadow climbed onto the relatively flat boulder on the top of the peak. Then he relaxed, returned to the lighthouse, and continued to smoke his cigarette.

"This kid has been cultivating his pulse for six or seven years, day after day, without interruption. This kind of perseverance is really rare! Hey, if this old man was half as good as him, I'm afraid he would have become a great pharmacist today." Old man Liu laughed at himself.

In this sentence, my thoughts were immersed in the past, and soon I gradually fell into sleep.

At this time, Mu Yi was sitting cross-legged on the boulder at the top of the mountain, facing the east, surrounded by darkness, listening to the faint sound of the waves, and began his essential daily practice.

There is profound energy in heaven and earth, which contains powerful energy that can be introduced into the body and is the foundation of cultivation.

The mysterious energy of heaven and earth gradually rises before dawn, which is Qingxuan. Cultivating at the highest place at this time will get twice the result with half the effort.

Mu Yi followed the instructions for cultivating the pulse, first calming down for a moment to calm his mind, and then trying his best to exhale the turbid air in his chest and lungs.

After evacuating the turbid energy in his body as much as possible, he began to breathe out the profound energy of heaven and earth from the peak before dawn.

The Qingxuan Qi mixed with the icy coldness entered Mu Yi's chest and lungs, washed the meridians, and then turned into turbid Qi and exhaled from the body. Because Mu Yi's lungs had been cultivated to a small degree, every breath he took in was more than

Ordinary people pay more than twice as much.

As the profound energy of heaven and earth breathes in, traces of cool breath like cold spring flow along Mu Yi's meridians, flowing through his various meridians, slowly and imperceptibly nourishing his meridians.

The twelve meridians of the regular meridian are collectively referred to as the five meridians of the five sense organs, the five meridians of the five Tibetans, and the two meridians of the hands and feet. After practicing to a small extent, the effect will be obvious.

For example, after practicing the five senses of the five senses, eyes, nose, mouth, tongue, and ears, the senses of the five senses are greatly enhanced. Those who have mastered the practice of the eyes and meridians have amazing eyesight. They can see things at night and can see hundreds of miles away during the day.

If the nose pulse is successfully cultivated, the sense of smell will be sharp; if the mouth pulse is smooth, the sound will be loud and can be heard for ten miles; if the tongue and pulse are fine, one can distinguish hundreds of flavors; if the ear pulse is smooth, the sound will be heard very far away.

If you practice the two meridians of the hands and feet, your skills will be flexible and your strength will greatly increase. Most people practice it. No matter whether you are a trafficker or a nobleman, you will practice one or two. If you have a small success, you will benefit from it for life.

The five treasures and five meridians, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, can be cultivated to strengthen the body and prevent all diseases. Those who have mastered it can even prolong their life and live to be over a hundred years old. However, the cultivation of these five meridians is more difficult.

The cultivation of the twelve meridians is widely spread in the Qiandao Kingdom. With a little effort, you can find a method to practice it.

The method of cultivation is not difficult to obtain, but if you want to succeed in cultivation, not everyone can do it. Once a person reaches adulthood, the meridians have been basically finalized, so cultivation needs to start from a young age and persevere. This kind of difficulty is difficult for ordinary adults.

Persistence, especially for children; secondly, the cultivation of meridians is also closely related to personal talent. Those with poor talent will have great difficulty in practicing, and they will not be able to achieve half the result with half the effort.

There are also a very small number of people with excellent talents who have outstanding qualifications in the cultivation of individual meridians. They can often cultivate a certain meridians to a very high level and are able to make a living from it.

Mu Yitun meditated for a while, and the sky in the east gradually became brighter.

Xuemi had also stopped, and the scenery in the distance slowly reflected in Mu Yi's eyes.

Suddenly, where the sky and the sea meet in the distance, there seems to be a gaping hole, and a ray of golden light emerges out of thin air.

The first ray of sunlight shines out, and the rising sun rises over the distant sea. The view from the top of Lone Finger Peak is particularly magnificent.

However, Mu Yi did not care to appreciate the beautiful scenery. At dawn, when the purple energy came from the east, it was the best time of the day to practice his eyesight.

If you have excellent eyesight, you will be able to find that when the first ray of sunlight appears, there will still be a faint layer of purple light flickering. That purple light is the so-called purple energy, which is the essence of the sun.

At this time, Mu Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at the purple light without blinking. When the purple energy disappeared, he immediately closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a layer of purple light shone on his pupils. Although it was only fleeting, Mu Yi was overjoyed.

"After a thousand times of condensation of purple energy, the eye pulse has finally achieved a small success!"
Chapter completed!