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Ordinary mental methods, even those rarely included in the god-level secret books on the mainland, only help practitioners cultivate their internal power, and then stimulate the internal power to open up the martial arts meridians in the body one by one. But the "Lingluo Secret Book"
》, but this is not the case.
"Old man Holy Emperor, please finish what you have to say quickly. I really don't have much time! If you want to teach me superb martial arts, you'd better wait until I open up some meridians in my body. I can't use my internal strength to learn now.
No martial arts skills." Xia Yan really wanted to jump into his training plan immediately, he had already wasted too much time.
If he had been able to practice normally since he was three years old ten years ago, Xia Yan wouldn't believe that he would lose to that guy Xia Liu.
"Boy, don't rush to open up the martial arts meridians. Use your spirit to feel the ring in your hand and see if you can sense the existence of the ring." The Holy Emperor rolled his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and his expression suddenly became serious and said: "
Pay attention and concentrate all your mind and spirit!"
Xia Yan touched his forehead. He just wanted to get rid of the Holy Emperor quickly. Although he was confused, he had to do what the Holy Emperor said. With such concentration, suddenly, there was more in his consciousness.
One thing. Xia Yan slowly concentrated his mind to take a closer look at the extra thing, only to find that it turned out to be the Lingluo Ring in his hand.
His consciousness naturally entered the ring. Suddenly, Xia Yan seemed to see countless white and shining energy, rushing towards him from all directions, as if to devour him. Xia Yan's eyes suddenly widened.
, was startled by the sight in front of him, and wanted to run away quickly, but as soon as his thought came up, those white lights rushed in directly.
"Oops!" Xia Yan screamed in pain and fell to the ground. He held his head with both hands and felt severe pain, as if his head was going to explode.
His twisted face was covered with big beads of sweat.
The intense pain caused Xia Yan's body to roll over on the rock, but the Holy Emperor, who was standing not far away, showed joy in his eyes and nodded happily, as if he was very satisfied, even squinting his eyes together.
"It hurts!" Xia Yan's consciousness was blurred. He could only hold his head and kept shouting that it hurt!
"pain!"……
I don't know how much time passed, but Xia Yan finally woke up and everything became calm. He found that there were many more things in his mind. These things appeared out of thin air and became part of Xia Yan's memory.
Xia Yan thought about it carefully, and then he was surprised to find that these extra contents or memories turned out to be about the mental content of cultivation.
"Could it be..." Xia Yan frowned tightly, opened his eyes and looked around. The old man of the Holy Emperor had already disappeared.
"Am I really dreaming? Did I come up with these things while dreaming?" Xia Yan blinked and shook his head in disbelief.
"Boy, this is the legendary secret book "Lingluo Secret Book". Did you come up with it? Can you think of it in your head?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Xia Yan's ears. Xia Yan suddenly jumped up from the ground, his eyes widened, and his heart was beating fast.
"You... you are the Holy Emperor?" Xia Yan confirmed uncertainly. Was it not a dream just now? Does that old man really exist?
"Um...you...where are you?" Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Xia Yan gritted his teeth, looked around carefully and found no trace of the old man, his eyes flickered for a moment and then he asked again.
"Boy, I'm in the ring in your hand. Remember it for me. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do. Just practice it for me according to the mental methods in the "Lingluo Secret Code"! Huh, if you are lazy, don't blame me for being rude!
Since you are the chosen successor of Lingluo Ring, you must make me stronger!"
After Xia Yan heard these words, the surroundings became silent again. After waiting for a while, and seeing that the Holy Emperor had no intention of speaking anymore, Xia Yan carefully looked at the dark ring on his hand.
This ring looks unchanged from before... Is the old man in this ring?
Xia Yan curled his lips and carefully reviewed the "Lingluo Secret Code" in his mind according to what the old man Holy Emperor said.
"Ah~"
"You actually use your internal energy to open up twelve meridians at the same time? This..." His eyes were as wide as an ox's, and his mouth opened wide in horror.
Although Xia Yandao has not opened up any meridians so far, Xia Yan has read a lot of books, and he has never known that there is such a method for opening up meridians. It seems that this "Lingluo Secret Code" is really powerful
ah!
Xia Yan's most urgent wish now is to be qualified to study in Ziye College, and then have enough strength to challenge the master of the temple and become the new master of the temple. At that time, his mother's spiritual tablet can be placed in it.
In the ancestral hall, with my father.
According to the method in "Lingluo Secret Code", Xia Yan began to slowly control the gossamer-like internal forces in his body. These internal forces were very weak and wandered in every corner of the body. It was very difficult for Xia Yan to control them. If he used
Ordinary mental skills can be controlled slowly, but Xia Yan now uses the "Lingluo Secret Code" to control the internal energy and have to rush to twelve meridians at the same time. After working hard for a long time, there is still no progress at all.
In the morning, the sun is rising!
Xia Yan stood up from the ground, washed his face briefly, ate some solid food, and continued to enter the cultivation state.
As the sun set, Xia Yan opened his eyes, shook his head and stood up. He wanted to ask the Holy Emperor whether his starting point was wrong or whether his understanding of the secret book was wrong? Why was there always no progress? However,
Xia Yan tried several times. Whether he used his consciousness to call or shouted loudly, the Holy Emperor seemed to have completely disappeared and ignored him at all.
However, Xia Yan discovered a very strange phenomenon, that is, he had not slept for more than thirty hours, but he was not tired at all! After a simple speculation, Xia Yan, who was quick-thinking, knew that the problem must lie in his current practice.
In this mentality.
In fact, the mental methods attached to most secret books are similar, and they are nothing more than stimulating the internal force to open the meridians. However, most advanced secret books have no mental methods at all, only simple martial arts. The mental methods are only used by practitioners to open the meridians at the beginning.
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With this great discovery, Xia Yan cheered up again and entered a state of cultivation.
one day……
Two days...
One week…
a month...
A month later, Xia Yan finally felt that he had made some progress, that is, the weak internal force that was originally like a gossamer in his body had now been connected by his intermittently using the skills recorded in the Lingluo Secret Book. However, I think
To use these internal forces to open up the twelve meridians, Xia Yan felt that there were still great difficulties and he needed to continue working hard.
"After eating the dry food, it's time to go back down the mountain. It seems that there is still a long way to go before we can open up the twelve meridians and complete the body training!" Xia Yan touched his chin and took a look.
He glanced at the hills in the distance, took out a clean green shirt from his bag and put it on, then spread his legs and ran quickly down the mountain.
Although not a single meridian has been opened, Xia Yan looks a little different now than in the past. Xia Yan's mental state is now very full, and the whole person seems to have an air of elegance and immortality.
.It seems that he has really become a mysterious and powerful practitioner in the mountains.
The only change in Xia Yan's small courtyard is that a thick layer of dust has accumulated, and the table in the room has turned gray. The more powerful children in the family have dedicated maids and servants to serve them, so naturally Xia Yan does not
With such treatment, it is even less likely that anyone will come to clean the small courtyard for him.
"I don't know if Third Grandpa has been here. Third Grandpa will be anxious when he finds out that I'm not here, right? Well, I'll leave him a letter saying that I'm going to practice and don't need to worry about him." Xia Yan looked at the dilapidated courtyard.
There was a hint of melancholy on the face of the purple paulownia tree, and then he was shocked, "Wait for next June, in the family selection competition, I will definitely win and impress everyone. Then, I can participate in the September Purple Leaf Competition
The entrance examination of the college. Every three years, Purple Leaf College will recruit students. Next year will be the year when Purple Leaf College recruits students. Those who can become the best children in the family will definitely be recommended to participate.
The entrance examination of Purple Leaf College. Being able to study in Purple Leaf College is also an honor for the family. Because students from Purple Leaf College have a relatively high social status."
Xia Yan usually keeps his head down when walking on the streets of Yushui City, because although he has lived in seclusion for more than ten years, many people in Yushui City still recognize him and know his special identity. Of course,
He also knew that he was the most disliked son of the Xia family.
In order not to attract attention or gossip from others, Xia Yan always tried his best to appear inconspicuous. Speaking of which, Xia Yan, who was dressed in ordinary clothes with his head lowered, did not attract much attention. Moreover, the streets he passed were all ordinary civilians.
In a crowded street, Xia Yan easily blends into such a crowd.