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"Chirp ....."

The birds are also starting to return to their nests. "Ahh

Slowly opening his eyes, the scene in front of him was a little blurry, Han Zhonglin tried his best to see clearly, only to feel a sharp pain in his head.

Han Zhonglin still remembered that he took both Fuzhihua and Bi Luolan, and hit the Jade Pillow Pass again and again, his head hurt sharply, and he finally couldn't support it, and then he didn't know what happened.

After a long while, I struggled to sit up, and the pain in my head was relieved a little.

Slowly exercising his luck, Han Zhonglin found that his blood qi walked smoothly, and his vitality increased a lot.

"Could it be that the second pulse of Ren Du has been opened?" a thought jumped out of his mind.

Han Zhonglin hurriedly ran the blood qi, controlling the blood qi and slowly starting from the perineum, passing through the tail and back to the top of the head to the parkway, and then slowly meeting from the Ren pulse to the lower dantian in the abdomen, and walked for a week.

At this moment, Han Zhonglin can be regarded as truly connecting the meridians of the whole body, as the so-called "Ren Du Tong is a hundred veins", forming a "melting pot" in the body.

It took four spiritual objects in succession to go through endless pain to penetrate Ren Du's two veins, and who knew about the danger? Han Zhonglin couldn't help but be afraid that if there was a slight accident when he hit the jade pillow acupoint, he might become an idiot.

As the so-called "seeking wealth and danger", although the whole process of Han Zhonglin's breakthrough through the innate realm is extremely dangerous, fortunately, Han Zhonglin has great luck but is unhindered, and finally reaches the realm that others dream of.

After a few days of cultivation, Han Zhonglin's body was completely repaired, and he was more fierce than before, his physical body had reached the innate realm, and his qi and blood were more abundant. According to the detailed elaboration of the innate realm in the "Yang Yuan Sutra" of the Shangyuan Taoist, the body runs around the sky, and the spirit can slowly perceive the vitality in the heaven and earth, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and transform it into its own yuan force, which can broaden the meridians and change the physique.

The key to the innate realm is to rely on the word "nourishment", absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, travel a hundred veins and make up for the sinking, and the life span can be 150 years old. With a longer lifespan, there will be more opportunities to break through to new realms, which is exactly what many Transformation Realm and Grandmaster Realm martial artists dream of.

On that day, the sun was rising, the morning dew was faint, and Han Zhonglin was standing on a big stone in the courtyard, not moving. I saw that as Han Zhonglin inhaled, his abdomen bulged greatly, as if a woman was pregnant in June, and after five breaths, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then slowly dissipated like smoke and mist. After a while, slowly opening his eyes, feeling the internal organs slowly strengthening, Han Zhonglin also showed a smile.

Just now, Han Zhonglin's cultivation method is called "Feiyun Jin", which is a method of practicing the viscera in the "Yangyuan Sutra", the martial artist exercises the body, and practices more strength, muscles, bones and skin, and the viscera is often not strengthened, and "Feiyun Jin" is such a method to strengthen the viscera. Feiyun Jin is divided into three layers, practicing qi like smoke, practicing qi like practice, and practicing qi like a rainbow. In the past ten days since the second pulse of Ren Du was restored, Han Zhonglin began to cultivate Feiyun Jin when the morning sun rose every day, and today he finally got his first glimpse of the door and entered the realm of exhaling like smoke.

Looking at this familiar courtyard and the rushing water, Han Zhonglin also sighed in his heart. From the cliff to survive, and then to get the inheritance of the Shangyuan Daoist, a year and a half of cultivation finally stepped into the innate realm with one foot, as if there is a hand of fate in the underworld to favor him, the danger in this, can not be said to be nine deaths.

"It's time to go home, and I'm a little reluctant for a while, and I don't know when I'll come back!"

"When you travel away from home, I wanted to ask for a trace of immortality, but I was trapped here by mistake!" Thinking back to the beginning, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but smile.

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According to the entrustment of the Shangyuan Daoist, Han Zhonglin left the three volumes of "Fushen Law", "Liuyun Law", and "Yangyuan Sutra" on the desk, but fortunately, the three volumes of Shangyuan have been firmly remembered in his head, and they can also be inked out in the future.

After finishing it, he took one last look at the courtyard, Han Zhonglin turned around and stepped out, his body was already three zhang away, silent, and only left an afterimage of the Dao in the stone forest.

An hour later, a small river appeared in front of Han Zhonglin, the water of the river was clear and transparent, and you could see the fish and shrimp at the bottom of the water at a glance. After a while, he came to the root of the mountain, standing on the big stone on the side, Han Zhonglin looked up, the entire wide mountain wall, at a glance, could not be seen, and below was a five-wide, eight-zhang high mountain crack, looking inside, it was pitch black, and the water flowed out of the stone crack in the mountain wall.

Taking a deep breath, Han Zhonglin jumped into the water, the river water was warm, making people feel very comfortable. After swimming slowly for more than half an hour, I found that the mountain crack was slowly narrowing, less than four zhang wide and less than five zhang high, and the water flow was also a little faster, which slightly consumed some physical strength. After another half an hour, the height of the mountain crack was less than three zhang, and the water potential was quite large, like a rapid.

Han Zhonglin is like a fish, swaying forward in the water, when he first practiced the "Flying Cloud Method", he was cultivating in the water, and after a year, he has been able to accurately judge the flow direction and resistance of the water in the water.

"It's not in vain that I've been practicing hard in the water for a long time, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today, and sure enough, it's a lot of skills!" Han Zhonglin said secretly in his heart.

In this way, it took another half an hour, and the mountain crack had become two zhang wide and three zhang high, and Han Zhonglin felt as if he was in the middle of a torrent, and it was already very difficult to move forward.

......

In an unknown cave in Jinniuling, there is a waterhole of one zhang in length and width in the depths of the cave, and the ancient well is not waved.

"Poof..."

A voice disturbed the long-term silence in the cave, and a person suddenly appeared in the pool, this person's chest rose and fell sharply, and he was panting like an old cow, who was not Han Zhonglin?

It turned out that Han Zhonglin swam for another quarter of an hour, and the further upstream he went, the smaller and smaller the mountain crevice, so that in the end, he couldn't even breathe, and it took a lot of effort to strengthen his viscera, and Han Zhonglin also blushed and had a thick neck.

"The elder also said that when you reach the realm of a martial arts master, you can get out of the valley, which is really harmful, thanks to me opening up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, otherwise I really can't get out!" Han Zhonglin gasped for breath, and his heart was full of slander.

The cave was so dark that I could only feel a faint glimmer in the distance.

"Sure enough, it's a hidden cave, inaccessible, who would know that there is a dark river under this small waterhole that leads directly to a cave? Han Zhonglin observed the surroundings and secretly praised in his heart.

Han Zhonglin still admired the Shangyuan Daoist before, but now after being put on a table, he called him "Shangyuan Lao'er", I am afraid that the Shangyuan Daoist will also crawl out of the grave angrily after hearing it.

Slowly groped out of the cave towards the light, and just when he came out of the cave, a strong light suddenly appeared, and Han Zhonglin's eyes immediately darkened.

Slowly blinking and opening his eyes, Han Zhonglin found himself on a steep half-mountain wall, this cave entrance is indeed difficult to find, and even if it is found, it is not something that ordinary people can climb up.

Looking down, the thorny mountains and forests stretched for dozens of miles. It is now the beginning of autumn, and a gust of wind blows from time to time in the mountains and forests, rolling up a large number of dead and fallen leaves and heading straight towards a mountain beam in the distance, whistling and disappearing into the sky.

Han Zhonglin was not in a hurry to leave, but sat at the entrance of the cave and enjoyed the gray and solemn scenery. Although the scenery of Feiyun Valley is pleasant, like a fairyland outside the world, Han Zhonglin was trapped in it at that time, and at this moment, he is like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, but it is a different state of mind.

Spread out the broken parcels behind him, and cooled the pages of the "Kamikaze Atlas" one by one, and cooled some of the rare grasses collected in the valley elsewhere. Han Zhonglin has long known that "Kamikaze Illustrated" has a special material, and he is not afraid of moisture or fire, so Han Zhonglin can cool and dry the booklet.

After resting for a while, Han Zhonglin put the package away, glanced at the nearby mountains, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

Han Zhonglin skillfully took advantage of the uneven places on the mountain wall, like a dexterous ape, and went down the steep mountain wall without much effort.

found a direction, used the flying cloud footwork, and disappeared into the depths of the mountain forest after a while.

"I'm glad to put the mountain in!"

"I took a bow and arrows and beat the rabbit!"

"I took a firewood knife to chop firewood!"

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The rough and loud mountain song echoed in the mountains and forests, drifting away with the wind.

Wang Laosan was wearing a leather scarf, a firewood knife on his waist, and two loads of firewood on his shoulders, walking on the mountain road, humming and going down the mountain. Wang Laosan is a hunter in the village under the mountain, he entered the mountain in the morning, and today he was lucky, and before noon he caught two fat hares, and cut two loads of firewood, and was about to return his home, and his heart rose, so he sang the mountain song.

Looking at the two rabbits hanging on the burden swaying back and forth, Wang Laosan's eyes were dazzled, and he suddenly thought of the two white rabbits on his mother's chest.

was running on the mountain road, Wang Laosan suddenly found a black shadow blocking him out of thin air, and he was really startled. "Mom!" Wang Laosan shouted.

With the courage to take a look, Wang Laosan found that there was a person standing in front of him, this person was in tattered clothes, with messy hair, and a long beard, but his eyes were black and bright, and he was shocking.

"I've heard for a long time that there are wild people in the mountains, I didn't believe it at first, but today I met it for real!" Wang Laosan's heart trembled, and Fang Cai's blood and qi didn't know where to gush, but his crotch was a little soft.

Wang Laosan pushed his burden to the ground, pulled out the firewood knife on his waist, and was so frightened that he stepped back and asked carefully: "You.. It's people.. Or is it a ghost?" "I... I have a knife!" Wang Laosan said coldly.

Han Zhonglin left the cave, so he thought about finding someone to ask, and when he heard the sound of mountain songs, he rushed in this direction. Because he has been in the valley for too long, Han Zhonglin really looks like a "wild man" now. Looking at Wang Laosan's posture, Han Zhonglin felt a little funny in his heart, but he didn't dare to laugh, so he explained forward.

"Don't be afraid, this old brother, I'm a foreigner, I strayed into your land, and I want to ask my eldest brother where this is?" ps: Tears for collection, if you think it's good, I hope to continue to support, if it's not good, you are welcome to put forward valuable comments, leave footprints in the book review area, thank you!

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