In the direction of Panlong Village, there are a few boulders on the flat river beach, followed by green meadows, and then endless forests, from dwarf to thick, until they extend to the mountains in the distance. Although the uninhabited scenery was wonderful, these did not have what Mingzhe wanted, and he had to give up and go back into the cave after a moment of melancholy.

Seeing that the trembling beard was sleeping soundly in the haystack, Mingzhe didn't bother, and sat quietly beside it and carried his true qi, ready to see how wonderful this 'disguise' was. According to the original method, he continued to increase the promotion of true qi, but the mantra never appeared, and he was so anxious that Mingzhe was sweating profusely, and he couldn't figure it out.

Just when he was about to give up, a shrill voice came from behind him: "Re-run the True Qi and make it rotate in the opposite direction." ”

Mingzhe turned his head and pointed to the tattoo, "Don't say I'm stupid!" and then reined in his mood and luck, and sure enough, the mantra appeared--the disguise of spiritism: the luck is really in the flesh, pulled to the shape of the mind, or shrinking or putting, or tight or loose, to its wishes for a long time, this technique can not be long, and it hurts its origin for a long time...

Mingzhe said in his heart: It turned out to be a trick. Disperse multiple wisps of true qi and run to the face, and after a few attempts, he fainted.

Mingzhe slowly opened his eyes, a sacred grass was shaking in front of him, raised his hand and said, "Do you want me to eat this?"

Mingzhe took a small bite, his brows began to wrinkle, and said, "It's so bitter, how about roasting and eating?"

Wenqing fell to the ground, "Violent heavenly things, still roasted and eaten!Hmph, swallowing one bite is a big supplement..." Also, Mingzhe's teeth have only grown for a short time, let alone a mouth that can swallow the divine grass.

In this way, Mingzhe continued his cultivation under the guidance of Wen Qing, and he didn't know how many times he fainted, and he didn't know how many divine herbs he had supplemented.

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Time flies, time flies, six years have passed, Mingzhe has grown significantly taller, his body has become a lot stronger, and his skin has become wheat-colored, perhaps because he often goes out hunting with Wenqing.

Early one morning, Mingzhe said, "I've almost practiced this True Source Dafa, and it doesn't seem to be as powerful as you say..."

Wen Qing said angrily: "It's almost there! You are also Xiaocheng, if you are Dacheng, the eyes of the Condensing Sword can see the world, and the humans, beasts and demons will suddenly show their original form, and the disguise can change into everything in the world, and the birds and beasts can be omnipotent!

Mingzhe was completely stunned and couldn't say a word.

Seeing Mingzhe's stunned appearance, Wen Qing said again: "Although I have learned the second layer, my progress has slowed down significantly, and the 'Tide Shield' can save your life." Then he told how Mingzhe escaped into the black clouds after he was killed.

Mingzhe hurriedly asked, "What about later?"

Wen Qing closed his eyes and said gloomily, "I'm sealed by the boundary system, and I don't know either. ”

They were all silent, there were so many unimaginable things for them to face.

In the years that followed, Mingzhe seemed to be a different person, and he kept cultivating every day except for sleeping and eating. I fainted I don't know how many times, but I was never discouraged, Wen Qing was frightened, so he had to pull him out to hunt a few times to relieve his tired nerves.

Wen Qing knew very well that he was using cultivation to relieve the confusion in his heart, and when he saw it in his eyes, it hurt in his heart. Thankfully, he has made rapid progress and can change his height and appearance at will, although he can't last too long, but it is enough to deceive the world. Looking at the ecstatic Mingzhe, the tattoo blue was also extremely happy, rolled his maroon round eyes a few times, blurred for a while, and turned into a blue-robed monk in a moment, and smiled at Mingzhe.

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Mingzhe, who was strolling on the beach of the Chenghuang River, looked out at the lush woods, thinking about the years before she was killed, the voice and smile of her parents, the affectionate whispers of Xue Yan, and the howling bark of her big yellow dog... In the past, the peach blossoms bloomed everywhere yesterday, where is the fragrance of the night rain branches?

Mingzhe shook his head, suddenly excited, dissolved all the true qi into the index finger of his right hand, stretched out to the boulder in front of him, and carved three big characters on it: Panlong Village!

Looking at the fish shuttling back and forth in the river, Mingzhe rested for a moment, turned into a pair of transparent wings on his back, and flew towards the cave.

Wenqing turned into a priest and walked out from behind the boulder, brushed his beard under his mouth as he did back then, nodded, and praised in his mouth: "Good words!" and then turned back to the dragon shape and flew back to the cave.

In the cave, Mingzhe was practicing with his eyes closed, Wenqing climbed up to the grass pile to get ready to sleep, only to hear Mingzhe say: "Xiaoqing, it will take a lot of time for this first layer to be completed, how to unlock this second layer?"

Wen Qing said: "I used the breath of the dragon ball to spread it back then, like an egg shell. ”

Mingzhe nodded thoughtfully, then closed his eyes. A few days of hard work does not mean that you will succeed, but if you don't give up, you can have the hope of success. In the daily sweating and fainting and fainting, Mingzhe gradually discovered the trick, but the true qi was not abundant enough, and he couldn't change too many tentacles. If you add time, when the true qi is pure, you can use the true qi to turn into countless tentacles and pull out the words on the surface of the true source Dafa one by one. But when you think about it, the reality is that it will take several years of Mingzhe's use and circulation of True Qi to accomplish this.

Watching Mingzhe's hard training day and night, Wen Qington came up with a plan and told him the method of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. Mingzhe was overjoyed, his hands turned into palms and pressed to the ground, and his true qi ran along a specific trajectory. Sure enough, the effect was different, and the mountain aura surged towards him like a tide, and after refining it with a secret method, it turned into a mass of true qi and dissolved into his body.

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When Mingzhe turned thirteen, he finally saw the second layer of the True Source Dafa that he had always dreamed of. The text on it is actually blue, and the small words are gathered together like a sparkling ocean.

Mingzhe hurriedly urged the true qi to rotate, and the mantra came out: the true source -- liquefaction! Then there are introductions to the 'Shield of the Tides', 'Hundred Rivers' and 'Mind Movement', and there is no need for the abominable reversal of positive and negative.

Mingzhe practiced these three techniques day and night, and had an epiphany: it turned out that the 'Tide Shield' first rotated his spiritual source, and then drove the true qi to rotate, and used the vortex generated by the rotation to push away the damage, and this is how Wen Qing pushed the magnificent fireball aside. And the 'Hundred Rivers Water Flow' can make the true qi penetrate the body, which is a good skill for reconnaissance, and when the enemy is close, it can recover the true qi against the enemy. The last 'move with the mind' is even more wonderful, that is, to move things in the air, and use true qi to control distant objects through the body, and the gods are divine.

It's just that these three moves all need the liquefaction of the spiritual source, and separating the small white balls in the big white balls one by one is not an ordinary pain, it is a shock from the depths of the soul. Mingzhe bared his teeth almost every day, and when his expression was better, he must have fainted again.

Seeing that it was not a solution for him to cultivate in such a hurry, Wen Qing said on the day he turned sixteen, "Let's go back and see your parents." ”

Mingzhe's painful expression eased a little, "Parents?"

Wen Qing said helplessly: "It's Ai Wengong and that lady." ”

Mingzhe thinks about it, although he has always regarded himself as Mingzhe, but after all, they are his current biological father and mother. Thinking back to the torture that has penetrated into the bone marrow for such a long time, it is good to go out for a walk, so he said: "Let's go, you will see people in the image of a monk." ”

Then he walked out of the cave, Wenqing wanted to speak and stopped, but muttered in a low voice, Mingzhe looked at his body when he heard the voice, and shouted to Wenqing: "Go and get me the right clothes!!"

Wen Qing walked slowly towards the entrance of the cave, flashed the attack of the red belly pocket and the golden lock, and snickered in his heart: Hehe, there is no weapon...