One night in May, the weather suddenly fell into the dreary, and on a boring night, the rain was dripping. Wang Hua was woken up by the sound of rain outside the window, and looked at the alarm clock at the bedside in a daze, only to know that it was more than five o'clock in the morning, and he woke up an hour early.

However, Wang Hua has never had the habit of lying in bed, silently dressed, spent ten minutes washing, and heard the sound of the parents next door when they were dressing, and then walked out of the door.

Wang Hua is a senior high school student in Zhongzhou City, Huaxia, 17 years old this year, average height, ordinary appearance, low academic performance, average family conditions, parents work in a certain factory, and the combined monthly income of the two does not exceed 4,000 yuan.

It is precisely because of the poverty of his family that Wang Hua has been taciturn since he was a child.

Behind Wang Hua's house is a stream, along which is a small forest, remote and deep, but there is a shortcut to the school.

Wang Hua has long been accustomed to quietly crossing the grove every day to go to school and get out of school, and does not like to walk on the road where people come and go.

The grove is quiet, not a single person, except for the occasional bird that stops here, chirping and hopping around, but adds some life out of thin air.

However, when Wang Hua slowly walked out of the grove by the river with an umbrella, he found that there was a figure shaking next to the riverside deep in the woods.

"Well, someone came out so early. Wang Hua was curious, followed the direction of the figure and walked a few steps, poked his head out and looked into the depths of the woods.

It turned out that next to the river deep in the woods was a woman in purple, with green silk dancing in the wind, holding a bamboo pole and fishing.

The woman had her back to Wang Hua, her slender back looked about twenty years old, sitting quietly on the big rock by the river, motionless as if an old monk had settled down.

However, Wang Hua looked at it for a while, but found something different.

Wang Hua found that the woman in purple was not wearing a raincoat or an umbrella, but the rain dripping from the air or trees did not seem to wet her clothes at all.

Whenever a raindrop is about to fall on you, an invisible force bounces it away out of thin air.

And Wang Hua also found that the woman had a dark red drum hanging from her waist, and the drum surface was dark yellow, like a yellowed piece of paper, more like a human skin.

As the bamboo pole in the woman's hand swayed gently, the small drum hanging from her waist would always make a slight drum sound.

The sound of drums was in his ears, and Wang Hua felt that his spirit was a little trance, and his head was groggy, as if his soul had been hooked away.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the drum stopped abruptly, and the woman jerked up the fishing rod, and a thirty-centimeter-long golden-scaled carp was pulled up by her.

Wang Hua clearly saw that when the woman took the carp off the hook, the hook was actually a bright and straight embroidery needle.

"Can you fish with a straight hook?" Wang Hua was very surprised when he saw such a situation.

Just when he was dumbfounded, the woman had already put away the fishing rod and walked over, smiled slightly, and her rather ethereal eyes swept over Wang Hua's body, nodded, and said hello, and then walked out of the woods without a trace, gradually moving away......

When I arrived at school, for a whole day, Wang Hua didn't put his mind on listening to the class, and always remembered the scene of the woman fishing in the woods by the river in the morning.

He seemed to regret that he didn't go up to talk to him and ask clearly.

The next morning, Wang Hua got up earlier, got up early before five o'clock, and when he passed by the riverside grove again, he still found the woman in purple fishing.

Wang Hua walked closer this time, watching from the riverside.

Although Wang Hua watched from the sidelines, the woman continued to fish undisturbed until a cyan grass carp took the bait, and the surprise happened again.

When the woman in purple took out the half-meter-long grass carp from the hook, Wang Hua clearly saw that the so-called fish hook was really just a straight embroidery needle.

After catching a fish, the woman still smiled at Wang Hua, but she still didn't speak, just like yesterday.

For a week, Wang Hua got up early every day and immediately went to the riverside grove behind his house to watch the woman fishing.

The woman in purple always showed up in that place on time, and as soon as she caught a fish, she would leave immediately, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Wang Hua once mustered up the courage to come forward and talk to him several times, but he had a wooden personality, and when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Every time the woman in purple finished fishing, she smiled and nodded to Wang Hua when she left, her expression was as plain as water, and the woman in purple seemed to have a mysterious and floating feeling of a fairy sister in his eyes.

In this way, two weeks passed, although the two did not speak, but Wang Hua gradually felt familiar, and finally one morning, two weeks later, when the woman was about to leave after fishing, she stepped forward to talk: "This sister, what kind of kung fu have you practiced, you can actually use a straight hook to fish?"

The woman smiled slightly: "What I practice is not kung fu but qi refining. ”

"Qi Alchemy?"

Wang Hua has also read many mythological novels "Journey to the West", "Fengshen Bang" and so on. Wang Hua also knew that the things in it were fictional, but he had never heard of qi refining. But Wang Hua watched this woman's fishing for half a month, and felt that it was amazing, compared to a fake Taoist outside, the performance of the qigong master was much better.

"What is Qi Alchemy?" Wang Hua asked.

The purple-clothed woman frowned slightly, as if she was reminiscing about something, and after a long time, she glanced at Wang Hua in front of her: "Refining and refining qi, practicing qi to return to the gods, practicing the gods to return to the void, and communicating the power of heaven and earth is called qi refining." ”

When Wang Hua heard this, he felt more and more powerful: "Sister, can you teach me?"

Hearing this, the woman in purple carefully looked at Wang Hua in front of her, and nodded: "You have followed me for half a month, and you still have some perseverance, what is your name?"

"My name is Wang Hua, I am seventeen years old this year, and I am now in my second year of high school, I don't know what my sister's name is?" Wang Hua introduced himself.

"You just call me Sister Zi!" the woman smiled slightly, as if she was reluctant to reveal her real name.

"Your foundation is not good, you have never cultivated before, your spiritual power cannot be concentrated, for the Qi Refiner, the spirit is also called the Yuan Shen, it is a thing where life intersects, the stronger the Yuan Shen, the more you can communicate with the power of heaven and earth, if you want to learn, I will teach you the method of concentrating your spiritual power first. ”

"Concentrate your mental power?" When Wang Hua heard this, his head shook like a rattle: "Concentrate, this person is born to be born, do you still need to teach?"

"Oh, then you concentrate and give it a try. Sister Zi took two steps forward, casually took off a crystal pendant from her neck and said, "Have you seen this pendant? ”

Wang Hua nodded, stood in place, his eyes did not blink, staring at the pendant in Sister Zi's hand in front of him: "Sister Zi, is that so?"

Sister Zi didn't speak, just looked at it with a smile.

But after a while, Wang Hua began to sweat, his spirit was a little unfocused, and his body standing in place began to tremble. Wang Hua knew that he couldn't hold on anymore, so he moved his body and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Sister Zi, is that so?"

Sister Zi shook her head: "You stare at something motionless like this, it's too rigid, and it will only hurt your nerves." The premise of concentrating the spirit is first to achieve the heart like stopping water, which is also the concentration mentioned in the alchemy technique. ”

"The heart is like stopping water?" Wang Hua listened a little incomprehensibly, and the clouds were foggy.

"Look at this stream in front of you. Sister Zi's face gradually lost her smile, and she faced the river in front of her and said: "This gurgling stream follows the trend of heaven and earth, and rushes into the sea, moving extremely quietly. This is also the principle of concentrating mental power, so when concentrating the spirit, it is also sensing the nature of heaven and earth, integrating oneself into the nature of heaven and earth, and every move is almost like the Tao, just like the gurgling water. ”

"Our Qi Refiners concentrate their spiritual power to grasp the trajectory of the operation of heaven and earth, and integrate ourselves into heaven and earth, which is also the principle of the unity of heaven and man. You stand motionless like this, your eyes are glazed, and you are holding on to your spirits, and after a long time, there must be something wrong with your spirit. ”

"Is there such a reason?" Wang Hua never thought that there were so many truths in it.

"Look how I concentrate my mental strength. As she spoke, Sister Zi stood in place with a pair of watery eyes staring directly at the crystal pendant in her hand, and the breeze in the forest blew on her body, as if it was falling with her heartbeat, and the purple clothes were fluttering.

Gradually, the crystal pendant in Sister Zi's hand changed, the original crystal pendant turned red, and then changed into purple, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors changed at will, and finally exploded suddenly, turning into crystal debris in the sky and about to scatter on the ground.

However, in the next moment, these debris seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and suddenly gathered together in the void, and once again reduced to a crystal pendant that appeared in the palm of Sister Zi's hand.

"When a person's spiritual power is strong enough, it can change the material form, and people's spiritual power is the most mysterious force in heaven and earth, which is called the existence of qi by our qi refiners. ”

"You see that when I concentrate my spirit, the spirit of the whole person is integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth environment, and the spiritual power is condensed to a point, and there is an artistic conception in the heart like stopping water. ”

This kind of concentration is the right way to go. This is a truth that exists in ordinary life, but ordinary people are troubled by the world, and they are ignored by too many distracting thoughts, and it is the ancient qi refiners who summarize it and integrate it into the qi refining technique. Alchemy is not a myth, it is in life, but no one pays attention to it. ”

When Wang Hua heard this, he seemed to understand a lot at once. He felt a door open to him that he had never seen before.

"I've told you the truth and the method. You go back and practice for a month first. In a month's time, I'll wait for you here to see how well your practice works?" Sister Zi finished speaking, turned around and walked out of the grove.