It seems that Kuang Yuanlang's attitude is really to train him, and he gives away scrolls of mental skills in large quantities, as if he is afraid that there won't be enough for him.
It seems that I don't have time to practice Qi today, so why not take a look at the scroll of mind skills and learn more about it.
He took out a few moonstones from the storage ring and placed them on the table. He opened the scroll and read it carefully.
The next day, early in the morning, Rong Que hurriedly put on his clothes, drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and ran out immediately. Yan Wu sat at the dining table and shook his head, saying: "When the child grows up, I don't care.
Stay!"
Rongcuo was very familiar with the road to the back mountain. He turned left and right in the grove at the foot of the mountain and arrived at the foot of the mountain. He looked at the path leading to the mountainside lake, showed a warm smile and said: "Xiao Jin
, I’m here again, let’s see if you are stronger this time or I am!”
The road from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside is not long. With the system of tolerance, it took less than a cup of tea. When I arrived at the lake, I habitually took some lake water to wash my face, stood up, looked around, and said to myself
He said: "Where is the master? Didn't you promise to come when the sun has just risen in the morning? Why haven't you shown up yet? It seems that your credit is not very good."
"Boy, I hate it when people gossip about me behind my back. I have been waiting here for a long time. I have been observing you from the foot of the mountain to this lake. It seems that you have practiced well!"
The sound came down from the waterfall on the top of the mountain, and you knew it was Kuangyuanlang.
Rong Que pursed his lips, looked up and said, "Master, you want me to come so early, you don't just want to see how I am doing in my physical training, right? When will you teach me the qigong you agreed to yesterday?"
Kuang Yuanlang jumped up and jumped directly from the top of the mountain.
"Boom!"
I stood firmly by the lake, the dust was flying and even the slight mountain breeze could not disperse it.
Kuang Yuanlang slowly walked out of the dust and said as he walked: "Boy, I can tell you the name of my set of qigong right now. It's called "Primitive Memory!". It doesn't require spiritual power at all. This set of qigong only relies on
It relies on your physical strength to fight against the enemy, and it can only be activated when you are in a coma, that is, when your soul is sleeping. It is incredibly powerful."
These words made Rong Que stunned for a while, looking at Kuang Yuanlang in confusion, and asked: "Master, what does it mean to activate only when unconscious?"
Kuang Yuanlang smiled and said, "That is to say, if someone knocks you down or knocks you unconscious, then he will be unlucky. It's as simple as that."
Rong Que's eyes widened and he almost yelled, "What, you have to get beaten before using this qigong?"
"Don't put it in such a bad way, what does it mean to be beaten? It means fighting hard for hundreds of rounds, then losing, and then making a comeback." Kuang Yuanlang looked at Rong Que with contempt on his face and said, "This is your trump card.
Who knew you could still attack even though you were unconscious. The moment he relaxed his guard, you won. Stop talking so much. Do you want to learn or not?"
Rong Que thought for a while. Anyway, if there is any qigong that can be practiced now, why not learn it first? Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Kuang Yuanlang and said: "I will learn it!"
He nodded, and it was obvious that Kuang Yuanlang appreciated Rong Que's decision very much, and said: "Okay, since you want to learn, then you have to be prepared. This is a very long process. It is not only painful, but also
There is no hope!"
Rong Que nodded vigorously and said, "I know, so what preparations do I need to make now?"
Kuang Yuanlang looked at him, smiled strangely, and said, "No preparation is needed."
Rong Que scratched his head and said: "There is no need for any preparation, so how do I practice that "primitive memory" trick?"
Kuang Yuanlang coughed twice and said: "In the next few years, you are not allowed to practice Qi. I will make arrangements for you. You must go to this lake to practice every morning. I will tell you the content of the practice later.
Also, your previous physical training routines were all terrible, I will teach you from now on."
Rong Que opened his mouth wide and said: "What, you are not allowed to practice Qi. My father just agreed to let me practice Qi last night!"
When Kuang Yuanlang heard him say that Yan Wu had agreed to him practicing Qi last night, he smiled meaningfully, nodded slightly, and said: "I don't care about that, you are only fourteen years old, what kind of Qi training do you want, and,
There is no benefit to practicing qi as a child, because your body and bones have not accumulated enough years and have not really grown to the conditions where spiritual energy can circulate effectively, so you cannot effectively sort out your spiritual energy. Most people who stay in the realm of spiritual masters and cannot move forward are because of their spiritual energy when they were young.
The improper grooming resulted in too much residual mixed spiritual power in the body, which made it more difficult to break through to the Spirit King Realm, and it was your own fault!" Then he smiled and said: "When you reach the age of sixteen, you will naturally start practicing Qi.
"
These words really frightened Rong Que. He patted his chest vigorously and said, "Fortunately, I didn't practice Qi, otherwise it would have been terrible!"
"What are you still doing here? I've started practicing. My goal today is to piss off all the monsters on this mountain." Kuang Yuanlang roared.
"What, I know all the monsters on this mountain, how can I have the nerve to offend them?" Rong Que said with a bitter look on his face.
"Nonsense, I just asked you to mess with me because I know you. If you didn't know me, there would be monsters attacking you wherever you go. I don't understand why you go to such great lengths. It's okay for you to mess with such monsters."
What are you doing, beast friend?" Kuang Yuanlang looked like he couldn't understand your expression.
"Master, aren't you talking about cultivation? What does this have to do with finding those monsters?"
"Listen, from now on you have to cover your eyes with this piece of black cloth and rely on your hearing and body's sensitivity to deal with the attacks of monsters. You are not allowed to take off this piece of black cloth at any time, even if you go home to eat or sleep.
No, you know?" Kuang Yuanlang said seriously, maybe because he had never seen his serious expression before, Rong Que couldn't help but stand at attention when he saw it for the first time.
Looking at the black cloth handed over by Kuang Yuanlang, it was embroidered with strange golden runes. If Yan Wu were here, he would immediately recognize that this black cloth is the same as the black cloth that the old man wore back then.
The same piece, but the size of the black cloth is smaller and the golden runes are thicker.
He covered his eyes with doubts.
Suddenly, everything around me fell into darkness. It was not the usual feeling of closing your eyes, but a complete darkness without any light, coldness, and loneliness. All the words about darkness could not describe it.
For a moment, Rong Fu was in a panic. In this world where there seemed to be no hope, he felt that he could not stay for a moment and hurriedly wanted to take off the black cloth.
"Wait!" Kuang Yuanlang's voice reached his ears, stopping his hand that was about to remove the black cloth, but Rong Que's whole body was trembling, as if he was very scared, afraid of the thing he feared most in his heart.
The voice came again: "Don't panic, slowly experience it, search for it, and see what you can understand!"
Rong Que slowly lowered his hands, his trembling body unable to stop. He saw a picture, a picture he had never seen before in his life.
In a ruins strewn with corpses, the sky is filled with dark clouds and lightning, but no rain has fallen. The ruins are so big that they can contain an entire field of corpses that can't be seen to the end. It's not even a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Afterwards, the only living person in the picture is sitting on his knees on top of the pile of corpses, wearing a bloody battle robe, with long crimson hair fluttering in the wind, holding a long sword inserted in the pile of corpses in his left hand, holding a sword in his arms.
Showing a dead woman, the picture was unusually blurry, and the face could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was a cold corpse. The man held the dead woman and looked up at the sky, smiling. Seeing this, Rong Que seemed to hear something.
Sound from the screen.
"Go to sleep, and when you wake up, you will find that I have spent the whole world organizing a black wedding for us!"