Chapter 290: Micro Note Small Window Ming

Woke up again, in a daze again.

This time, Xu Tonghui was in a daze for much longer than yesterday morning.

Although he had seen the incredulity from the young master again and again, and really slowly accepted the view that "everything is inconceivable is normal" in his heart, this time, Xu Tonghui was still deeply shocked.

So much so, little by little, recalling the content of yesterday's dream, immersed in it little by little, and soon, Xu Tonghui forgot that he was Xu Tonghui.

Or, it doesn't matter if it's Xu Tonghui or not.

It doesn't matter if it's a child or not.

The important thing is that he is a cultivator, in the cold snow falling, there is no thick bedding to bring warmth, there is no burning bonfire to bring warmth, in that cold that seems to be able to chill to the bone, the qi and blood in the body, running, circulating, and gathering.

Then, under the subtle technique, the qi and blood also underwent subtle changes.

Change happens slowly and slowly.

And what follows it all the way is that the body is gradually less cold, and there is no need to stand up and jump, jump, and shake at every turn.

From 17 or 8 times a day, to 15 or 6 times, to 12 or 3 times, to less than 10 times.

At this time, it is still very cold after a long time, but after every activity, I can feel a warm flow in my bones.

That kind of warmth, the body instinctively and deeply misses.

Seven or eight times, four or five times, two or three times.

When there is no need for any jumping and shaking, the kind of heat that originally just flowed in the bones gradually came out, from bone to flesh, and then from flesh to skin.

The hands and feet were no longer blue or pale, but ruddy.

When I shook my hands, I felt that it was no longer cold, but warm.

Shortly thereafter, the veins in the body, like new sprouts of grass sprouting through the ground, emerged one after another.

When Xu Tonghui came back from his immersion, he suddenly realized that it was almost evening at this time!

When he woke up in the morning, he sat on the bed in a daze, and sat there for a whole day!

Tian Hao didn't come to disturb him, and the visitors who should have come will also come, which is also normal, and it was normal to retreat for a few days at every turn before, but this time, this day, Xu Tonghui didn't know if his daze was considered a "retreat" for a while.

Is this cultivation?

It doesn't seem to be.

He really just sat in bed for a day.

But to say no, but it's too incredible, the dream at night, plus the stay during the day, these two add up, Xu Tonghui until this time, he still feels that he is just in the ice and snow.

And the cultivation of the Qi Condensation stage, bit by bit, is even more penetrating into the bones and hearts.

Got up and went out of the room, washed up a little, and Xu Tonghui strolled through the courtyard.

The sun is shining, the stars are gradually growing, and under the slight night, the breeze is blowing, which is mixed with the smell of many plants and trees, which is very different from the tropical rainforest in the dream, and even more different from the ice and snow.

For a while, Xu Tonghui couldn't help but be in a trance, but he didn't know where this body was.

After a long stroll, Xu Tonghui returned to his room, lit the lamp, and took out his paintings.

It's the painting he painted himself.

A river with an extended stone staircase on the lower left and a simple courtyard on the upper right.

After painting this picture before, Xu Tonghui also wanted to follow suit and write a sentence on it, but he didn't come up with it after thinking about it for a long time, and at this time, he took out his pen and wrote in the outer blank space of the courtyard almost without much thought:

"In my dream, I woke up in a light room. ”

The painting itself is unknown, so the inscription is even more inexplicable, and it doesn't seem to match the painting at all.

But Xu Tonghui himself was extremely satisfied.

When he had finished writing, the painting was confiscated, the lights were not extinguished, and even his clothes were not removed, so he lay down on the bed with his clothes folded and spent the night as if he were sleeping.

The lights that had been on all night filled the room, and in Xu Tonghui's feelings, this night, he seemed to be lying in the starry sky.

It seemed to be dark, but there was light.

It should be cold there, but he has warmth of his own.

Another morning dawn came, and when he opened his eyes, Xu Tonghui's eyes were full of smiles.

Didn't look in the mirror, but he knew it himself.

This is different from surprise, and it is also different from happiness, Xu Tonghui doesn't know how to describe it, and this feeling has never been felt before.

In general, it is very warm and very steady.

After getting out of bed, Xu Tonghui looked at the painting again, especially the words that were inscribed last night.

"Young Master, I think I know what true cultivation is. He muttered to himself.

Today's breakfast was eaten by three people, Xu Tonghui, Tian Hao, and the child named Luopu.

In a few years, the originally thin and small child has grown with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and because he is practicing open-frame physical boxing, he looks very strong.

"Your Excellency!"

Seeing Xu Tonghui, the kid greeted with a smile.

In awe, there is also admiration.

Xu Tonghui sometimes pointed him out, and those were his shortcomings in boxing.

Roughly speaking, in Xiao Luopu's heart, Xu Tonghui should be regarded as half of his teacher, but he didn't dare to have this thought, because Lord Xu interacted with those tall adults every day.

Any one of those people is something he will never be able to touch in his life.

In a few years, Tian Hao's cooking skills have also grown a lot.

The meals cooked at home every day are not limited to the original "Ten Perfect Tonic Soup", but are different almost every day, but their common feature is that they are all delicious!

This can be seen from Little Lope's eating!

After the meal, Tian Hao took Xiao Luo to Tongfu Building normally, and Xu Tonghui also went out together to make an appointment the day before yesterday.

In fact, it's just going to Juxinglou, an old acquaintance.

There are not only people from the Four Seas Sect in the Gathering Star Tower, but also people from the Eight Extremes Sect, as well as several other sects.

Since the "closing building" of Juxing Tower no longer gathers all kinds of monks, it has gradually become one of the places for the activities of the ten children, and it has also become one of the places for a group of sect bigwigs to gather.

is indeed an old acquaintance, and no one greeted Xu Tonghui.

It's not like when it first started, it was standing outside the gate in unison.

However, when Xu Tonghui entered the Juxing Tower and entered one of the pavilions inside, all the bigwigs present stood up.

There were few pleasantries, and soon, everyone sat down.

"Tonghui, after these days of getting along, we have gradually reached an opinion, and we want to really cooperate, that is, to take out all the qi condensation methods of each family without hiding them at all, and then we will summarize them and cultivate them into a set of qi condensation methods that can be used by all families, what do you think?" Gu Huaimin, the master of the Four Seas Gate, went straight to the point.

"Okay, learning from each other's strengths is the best practice. Xu Tonghui said with a smile.

"I'm afraid that we're all short, not long. Cheng Shao'an, the sect leader of the Eight Extremes Sect, said with a wry smile.

"There are even shorter ones, they are all their own family, and they are not afraid of Tonghui's jokes. In fact, it doesn't matter, what we are really worried about is that we don't distinguish between good and bad, we are afraid that if we take good as bad, and bad as good, then it will be very bad, and in the future, we people will all become sinners of several families. ”

Well, I knew that today's gathering might be a little different, because the previous invitation was much more solemn than before.

"So ......?" said Xu Tonghui with a smile.

"So, Tonghui, we don't know whether it's good or bad, you can help us and decide whether it's good or bad?"

Ponder for a moment.

Routinely pushed.

Then, Xu Tonghui responded.

Why should?

In fact, it can also be asked why not?

It doesn't matter if it should or shouldn't. And since both options didn't matter, Xu Tonghui chose what he wanted to choose.

It's a simple thing.

In a few years, today's Xu Tonghui is no longer the Xu Tonghui who just entered the city.

"The growth of people, the changes of people, just like the grass on the ground, and like the leaves on the trees, change every month, every day, every little point in time. ”

"And we may not be aware of it. ”

"It's the same with spiritual practice. ”

"It doesn't matter if you notice it or not, what matters is whether there is cultivation and whether there is any practice every hour of the day. ”

"The cultivation is in place, the line is also in place, and the rest can be left to time with confidence. ”

At this moment, Xu Tonghui inexplicably remembered what the young master had said before.

That was a long time ago.

At that time, Xu Tonghui just firmly remembered these words, but he did not have a deep understanding of the content of these words.

And when I think about it at this time, I have an experience and a feeling.

Especially in the face of this group of bigwigs opposite.

He's changing.

They're changing, too.

However, it is not enough to change alone, because it can be good or bad. It may still change and change, and it is only a small upheaval, and after many twists and turns, it is still almost the same as before.

Therefore, there must be upward force.

This power can come from within, or from without.

And no matter where it comes from, in the words of the senior brother, it is called "Yundao".

There is no luck, and there is no road.

Or just a narrow path, rugged and difficult, so full of thorns, using both hands and feet, with all their might, eventually exhausted and bruised.

Master.

When I was confronted with them.

That's what I thought.

I am a man of no luck, but you have given me the way.