Meng Chuan was taken aback.

"What is this? I only know that three inches below the navel is a dantian, and there is a dantian space, which can be conceived and nourished in it. Why is there a void space in the center of the eyebrows?And the villain in this is exactly the same as me?" Meng Chuan was puzzled and had some guesses, "Since this villain looks the same as me, is it the soul of a legendary man? Or is it formed by my spiritual will? Or is it something unknown?"

"The classics of the Jinghu Taoist Academy were distributed by Yuan Chushan. The classics of my Meng family are also accumulated for thousands of years. The common sense of cultivation is quite complete. ”

"I've read all that common sense for a long time, and I've never seen a record of eyebrow space. Meng Chuan was puzzled, he liked to read, he was born in the god and demon family, he was well-informed, but he had never even heard of it, there was a space in the center of his eyebrows, and there would be a villain hidden in it.

Although surprised, Meng Chuan faintly felt that this should be a good thing.

Because......

He was already feeling a change in himself.

"It's an amazing feeling. Meng Chuan closed his eyes, but he still easily avoided the many items in the study room, and opened the door very freely and walked out.

With his eyes closed, he walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down on a stone chair.

"I just closed my eyes, and all around me were all visible. Meng Chuan opened his eyes, it was already dark now, and it was blurry to the naked eye at night. But his invisible sense at the moment, the ten zhang around him was extremely clear, and it was the small burr on the six-legged surface of a small ant crawling on the side of the courtyard wall, and Meng Chuan could 'see' it clearly.

It was clear from front to back, from left to right, from above, to underground, but it was still very clear from only three feet deep underground, and the further down it went, the more blurred it became.

The naked eye can only see the front and not the back of the head! If it is dark, you can't see anything.

"I can see clearly. ”

"And you can sense the whole mile around you. ”

Meng Chuan sat in the small courtyard, and could clearly sense all the breath in the land with himself as the center. The breath of humans, animals, and all living creatures can be sensitized.

For example, the breath of my father and Uncle Liu is the strongest in the entire Jinghu Meng Mansion.

Father Meng Dajiang has a strong and heavy breath.

Uncle Liu's night is white, and his breath is even more ethereal.

The breath of the other weaker group out of the rebirth realm, and the breath of Sister July is the purest of them.

The entire Jinghu Meng Mansion, as well as a place outside the Meng Mansion......

The farther away you are, the more blurred the perception becomes.

It's like in broad daylight, without any obstruction, the naked eye can see the distance, but the distance is far away, and only a vague figure can be seen, a vague dog!

The same is true of Meng Chuan's induction! The distance is close, and his induction is very clear. If the distance is far, you can only know how many people, how many animals, which ones are stronger and which are weaker. That's all.

If it is more than a mile...... It's dark!

"Now everything in the world is different. Meng Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the various plants in the courtyard, which was so wonderful that they were delicate within ten zhang. I feel that I usually look at things in the fog, and I am blurry. Now it is a hundred times clearer! The colors of everything you see are much more vivid, and the stone table top that used to be flat can now be seen that there are too many small pits under the wind and sun.

If you look at the hair that has fallen out, you can only feel that the hair is very thin and smooth. Now, in the induction, I can 'see' a lot of rough hairs on the surface of this hair, just like a branch, with many rough places and even some wounds.

Everything is more real.

"Phew. ”

Meng Chuan suddenly drew his knife and slashed through the sky.

Meng Chuan looked at his knife, but he was a little excited.

"I couldn't see a flaw in my eyes in the past, a perfect one...... There are so many imperfections now?" Meng Chuan muttered, in the past, he relied on the naked eye to see the sword light, the knife was too fast, no matter how powerful he was, he could only see it vaguely. I think this knife is good enough! Now under the induction, the fiber of the knife is clear, and the trajectory is a hundred times clearer.

Every trace of incongruity that slashed through the sky was extremely clear. This made Meng Chuan immediately discover the imperfections of the sword light.

As an obsessed painter, the pursuit of beauty is instinctive.

This is not perfect and uncoordinated, so that he can't bear it.

"Practice the knife drawing pose. Meng Chuan began to practice the knife drawing pose at night.

The body turned into a streamer and slashed out.

Only by discovering imperfections can we know where to improve.

Knife after knife......

Strive for better with every knife.

One hour, two hours......

Meng Chuan was not tired at all, but was very excited, he felt that the shortcomings of his sword technique were disappearing, and even under the 'induction', he was slowly becoming perfect.

"Phew. ”

It's another one-type knife drawing.

The sword light is like a crescent moon, and even faintly pulls the power of heaven and earth, making the sword light like a dream, and it disappears in a flash.

Meng Chuan, who used his body technique, was fifty percent faster than usual. He felt the illusion of flying in the wind, and rushed out more than three feet away in a flash, he even stopped, but his heart was very hot: "I feel the existence of 'potential', it's still a little, it's still a little close." ”

"Since I reached the realm of unity, I have been splitting arrows 8,000 times a day, and I have been practicing penance for more than a year and a half, until today, I finally feel the momentum. ”

"In a few days, I'll be able to break through. "Meng Chuan only felt that tonight was really beautiful.

8,000 times a day to split the arrows of the penance of the sword drawing style, each time the pursuit of an earlier split arrow, so that the traces of the knife qi falling on the big tree can continue to move upward. has an incomparably thick foundation, has the feelings to integrate into it, is his favorite knife technique, and has a clear direction...... Meng Chuan's cultivation effect in the past year and a half is actually very good, I am afraid that it is even more efficient than that ancient god and demon Deng Feng at the same age.

In the past year and a half, it is not even too far from the 'potential', although the closer you get to the limit, the slower the improvement becomes. But Meng Chuan originally practiced hard for another year and a half, and it was natural to realize the 'potential'.

But tonight's metamorphosis.

Let him take another step in his sword technique, and suddenly touch the 'potential'.

Breakthrough, naturally closer.

......

At five o'clock, it was still pitch black.

The morning bell of Dongning Mansion has already sounded, and many people begging for a living are already waiting outside the city gate.

"Boom~~~~" The city gate of Dongning Mansion City opened, and the hawkers carrying goods and the coolies who entered the city to sell coolies entered the city one after another. At this time, there were also two figures mixed in the crowd, and they also easily entered the city.

"I haven't been to Fucheng for half a year, second brother, this time I will enter the city, but I must play a good show. I'm almost sick in the mountains. The two entered the city, and a fat man in a hat laughed.

"Okay, let's go to business first, and exchange those treasures for silver tickets! After the business is over, we will play slowly, and then go back to the village after ten days." Another bearded man said.

......

Meng Chuan practiced the knife technique all night, and finally stopped.

From the dark night to the dawn, the spirit is not tired, and the body is also tired. He had practiced the sword technique for more than four hours, and his stomach was growling.

I went to brush my teeth and wash my face before going to breakfast.

"Snorr. Meng Chuan held a big bowl of porridge, first drank a few big sips, and then took the bread comfortably and gnawed it.

After eating three large pieces of bread, his father Meng Dajiang walked into the hall and said with a smile: "Chuan'er, it's quite early to have breakfast today." ”

"It's okay. ”

Meng Chuan nodded and ate comfortably, "By the way, Dad, I'll tell you something later." ”

"Don't say it at the dinner table, wait a while?" Meng Dajiang said with a smile, "It's mysterious." ”

Meng Chuan smiled and said to the maid on the side: "Another big bowl of porridge." ”

"Yes, young master. The maid immediately helped to serve the porridge.