When the old man said this, he looked up at the ancestral secret book on the table in front of the window. Seeing that the three incense sticks in the incense burner on the table had burned out, he got off the bed and walked to the table, lighting three more incense sticks on the incense burner.
Only incense, then bowed respectfully to the secret book, then returned and sat on the bed.
Wan Lin saw his grandfather sitting cross-legged on the bed again. He turned to look at the secret book and then looked back at his grandfather. He asked with some confusion: "Your skill has already reached the sixth level. In the past, I didn't know how to continue to improve my skill without the secret book.
But it’s been so long since I got the secret book back, why have I only broken through now?”
Grandpa nodded and said, "Yes, this is what I am going to tell you next." The old man then slowly told Wan Lin the experience he had realized.
After the old man broke through the sixth level of skill, he felt an unprecedented sense of peace all over his body. He seemed to be able to float at any time. He felt that he had produced an endless amount of energy that was circulating in his body at any time.
, the old man looked around, and with a thought, a burst of light pink Qi quickly emerged from his knees, and the bedside pillow, which was more than one meter away from him, suddenly flipped over and stuck to the bedside.
The old man was overjoyed. He followed his heart and his skills at will. Isn't this the highest state described in his family tree? Did he reach this state? The old man shook his head in disbelief, then stretched out his hand to the desk on the opposite side of the bed.
A teacup reaches out.
The teacup trembled a few times on the table as the old man slowly retracted his arm, then shook away from the table and flew towards him. As soon as it flew into the air between the table and the old man's bed, it suddenly tilted downwards slowly.
It fell slowly and landed on the ground with a "snap". Fortunately, the floor of the guest house room was covered with a thick carpet, otherwise the tea cup would have been broken into pieces.
The old man hurriedly went down to pick up the tea cup, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He had just broken through the sixth level of skill. Although he could now "generate anger from the heart and hurt others at will", this was already possible at the sixth level of skill.
It's just that now it's a step deeper, and retrieving objects from the air requires extremely deep internal strength and control, so I am too impatient.
The old man walked to the bed with a smile and put the tea cup back on the table. Then he stood in front of the table and looked at the round full moon outside the window, quietly thinking about the practice process just now. He suddenly understood: why the complete heart passed down from the ancestors of the Wan family
The method has been lost long ago? It’s because the ancestors of all generations are just like me. Looking at the secrets of this ancestor’s kung fu, they can’t break through the sixth level of kung fu and enter a new realm. And many forcible practitioners may also be like me in the previous stage.
The dangers were the same, they all went into a state of obsession and were either disabled or killed on the spot.
This complete inner skill and mental method is like a magic box. Anyone who has reached the sixth level of skill can't help but try to follow the description of the skill and risk death to attack those mysterious meridians, but the result is not death.
Both disabled.
Perhaps this situation has been passed down for many generations. I don’t know which generation of ancestors with great wisdom suddenly made the painful decision to hide this inner strength and mental method that carries the hope of thousands of families, so that their descendants will not suffer the same fate as their ancestors.
fate.
The old man thought about all this quietly, and couldn't help but secretly praise his ancestor's decision. The last time he took the risk, if he didn't have two rare elixirs, Xiangmao Pill and Snake Treasure, that he got by chance, he would probably have done the same.
Just like my ancestors, they were both dead and disabled! I guess my ancestors at that time were not as lucky as me. Xiangmaowan and Shebao were both miraculous medicines that could only be found but not sought.
The old man wondered quietly. If what he thought was correct, how could he break through the sixth level of skill and enter the seventh level? He quietly recalled everything that had happened before, and finally focused his eyes on the front of him.
On the two magical elixirs, his hands slammed together.
This elixir must have played a vital role. Another reason must be that he had exhausted almost all his internal energy in order to save Lin'er! Exhausting his own internal energy and then taking the elixir was the key to success!
Surrender to death! This ancient idiom suddenly popped up in the old man's mind. Yes, it must be the truth. This is the secret of the improvement of his Wanjia internal strength. At that time, he, who already possessed the sixth level of skill, suddenly
When Lin'er was in danger, he risked his own life and used all his strength to rush to his side and rescue him in time. However, his internal strength had been exhausted at that time. If he hadn't taken the elixir at that time, and a few of his disciples had given him the medicine in time,
If I input the true energy myself and direct the participating true energy into the meridians, I am afraid that I would go crazy and die from exhaustion.
But it was all these coincidences that allowed me to use the miraculous effect of Xiangmo Pill in time to quickly restore my depleted Qi, and successfully broke through the bottleneck of the sixth level of power according to the ancestral skills and entered the seventh level of Wanjia Internal Skills.
Realm! This must be the truth.
The old man narrated all this quietly, and Wan Lin was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his family's set of internal skills and mental methods would be so difficult and dangerous to practice at a high level. He touched his forehead and heard what he heard just now.
When my grandfather reached a dangerous place, he only felt cold all over his body.
He looked at the writing desk in front of the window with some fear. The green smoke rising from the incense burner had already shrouded the piece of animal skin in front of the furnace that recorded the complete skills of his ancestors. The lingering green smoke went back and forth around the animal skin.
The shuttle seemed to give him a trance-like feeling.
Wan Lin suddenly felt a chill rising on his back. The secret book of his ancestors that he got by chance almost killed his grandfather! If his grandfather had something wrong while practicing this secret book, he would
Too late to regret.
As he looked at the swirling green smoke, a groggy feeling suddenly appeared in his mind, as if ancestors with high-level skills appeared in front of him, slowly falling into the surrounding rising green smoke.
middle.
"Lin'er, Lin'er, what's wrong with you?" A vigorous voice seemed to come from a very far away place, "Grandpa, it's grandpa!" Wan Lin tried his best to open his eyes and look in the direction of the sound.
He went, but his body slowly fell backwards, and his face instantly turned red.
Obsessed! "Lin'er!" The old man was shocked when he saw this. He suddenly stretched out his right palm and slapped Wan Lin on the top of his head. His left hand supported Wan Lin who was falling backwards like lightning. A pink halo immediately appeared.
Wrapped the two of them.
At this time, Xiaoya and the others outside heard Grandpa's scream just now, and they all rushed over from the courtyard. As soon as they opened the door, they were pushed out by a strong airflow, and the door immediately "bang"