On the path on the cliff, Wentian and Cheng Xiang were talking while enjoying the scenery, but Wentian seemed to be a little absent-minded and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a pause and a moment, he asked with a smile:

"Cheng Xiang, what kind of "Xuanwu Mind Method" you have learned, how high can you fly?"

"Don't mention it, I asked the master this question last night, and he said this:

What is light work? Light power is the method of harnessing the flow of true qi to make one's body lighter.

It can make you run faster and jump higher, but at the beginning of the beginner is to jump two meters, the reason why light work is called light work, the most important thing is that ordinary people can make people as light as a swallow called,

In ancient times, there was a famous light skill Zhao Feiyan, and there is a poem as evidence, 'dress up Zhao Feiyan, teach to dance in the palm of your hand,'

It can be seen what kind of realm Zhao Feiyan's mental method has reached! There is also a great celebrity, that is, the Shaolin monk Bodhidharma, who once crossed the east, and his inner strength and mental method have reached the point of reaching the peak, and the story of crossing the river with a reed has been passed down to this day. Alas!"

Speaking of this, Cheng Xiang couldn't help but say with a look of admiration:

"At that time, when I heard the master say this, I was really envious!"

"Envy??? haha, are you envious of being able to peek at girls taking a bath unknowingly in the future??"

Wen Tian scolded with a smile.

"Haha, it's really the parents of the one who gave birth to me, and the one who knows me asks God!" Cheng Xiang couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

Talking and laughing along the way, soon they walked down the mountainside, this time to North Wudang Mountain said to be playing, who knew that this day Zen made a fuss, time has passed, down the mountain, those students who came together did not leave, it seems that they did not find Wentian and Cheng Xiang, I was very anxious, there were a few girls who had a good relationship with Cheng Xiang, and almost called the police to search the mountain.

When they saw Wentian and Cheng Xiang appear unharmed, everyone's hanging hearts finally fell to the ground, Wentian and Cheng Xiang did not tell the truth, but said that they were attracted by a scenery at that time, and the two unconsciously enjoyed while walking, and then got lost, trapped on a cliff, and looked for a long time to find the exit.

joke, if they met a master outside the world and accepted Cheng Xiang as an apprentice, everyone probably thought they were a psychopath, and they must have read too many novels.

Back to Dragon Hunting City, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, because he stayed at the top of the mountain last night and blew a cold wind all night, Wentian went back to his rented hut alone to rest, Cheng Xiang originally wanted to ask him to sing, so Wentian refused.

Time flies, plain and full people don't feel the slightest ripple, and in a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since what happened in Beiwudang Mountain.

In the cave in the mysterious canyon every day at ten o'clock at noon, there will still be a series of trombones that the cave wall is smashed, and the crazy roar, Wentian continues to start his hellish baptism of cold water, the twenty-five golden dragon guards, on the second day after he returned to the dragon city, they scattered and left, only when Long Yi left, he specially called him to make a brief report.

Wen Tian didn't say much, and motioned to Long Yi to urge the other dragon guards to accept the baptism of cold water on time, because Wen Tian knew in his heart that if the Qin family was facing the Holy Land of Cultivation and the Martial Arts Sect, then his own strength would not be enough to fight against these behemoths, and from the words of Tian Chanzi's mouth, the strength of each of these people may be able to compete with their current self, and what is even worse is that they have the inheritance of the heart and the cultivation book as an auxiliary, which is incomparable to them now.

Nowadays, secretly cultivating a group of martial arts masters who belong to him, or even masters of law cultivation, is an urgent matter for Wentian, so that Wentian has the idea of creating his own internal strength and mental method.

And he himself knew that after going to college, he rarely had the opportunity to come here to cultivate, so he became even more crazy and dedicated, and he continued to improve his strength day by day.

Early this morning, a long howl came from the inaccessible mountaintop,

"Haha! I finally felt it, haha, great!"

Excitedly stood up, with a whistling punch on a boulder at his side, stone chips splashed, and the boulder was torn apart.

Wentian "Hehe" laughed and faced the rising sun, which was already three meters above the ground, raised his hands, and with the slowly raised head, the laughter gradually subsided, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he gently closed his eyes, and bathed his whole body in the warm sunshine......

When he just came back from Beiwudang Mountain, Cheng Xiang took out the ancient book left by Lao Dao and gently put it in his hand, wanting to practice the Xuanwu Mental Method with Wentian, because Cheng Xiang felt that the master had not said that he could not pass it on, Wentian was his brother, and of course good things had to be shared together.

But Wen Tian glanced at the ancient book and refused, and he secretly thought in his heart: I don't believe that I can't create my own internal strength method.

However, Wen Tian was also moved in his heart, and told Cheng Xiang that with his own physique, "Xuanwu Heart Method" may not be suitable for his own cultivation.

Thinking of Wentian's perverted physique, as well as the occasional cold attack in the middle of the night, Cheng Xiang sighed and said nothing more.

Wentian patted Cheng Xiang on the shoulder with a smile and said: "Don't worry about me, before, we didn't know whether the internal strength in this world was true or false, so we didn't practice;

Perhaps, the old Taoist priest of Tianchanzi had already understood from the arrogant momentum that Wentian had exuded at that time that his arrogant mentality made him not and disdainful to learn the internal strength of his own sect, so he didn't explain it to Cheng Xiang, saying that the gap between apprentices and apprentices was just increased.

The old Taoist priest's expectation was not bad at all, with the character of asking Tian's contempt for the world, how could he endure his brotherhood's internal martial arts, and he wouldn't?

Therefore, in the few days after he came back, Wentian often haunted the libraries in the streets and alleys, and at the same time, he also asked Long Yi to find all the books related to the internal strength of the mind from all sides.

With Wentian's IQ close to 200, coupled with his unconscious perception, fifteen days later, Wentian finally stopped reading, and he came to one conclusion after another:

The internal strength of the heart method is roughly divided into three stages: gathering qi, clearing the pulse, and application, as for how to practice, it depends on yourself.

After returning home, I thought hard all night, thinking of the cold that I had in the middle of the night every night, and I could preliminarily conclude that it was:

Because of the baptism of the pond water in the past three years, now his body is full of yin energy, it seems that he can only cultivate the internal strength of taking the road of masculinity, if it is feasible, he will no longer have to endure the invasion of the cold in the middle of the night in the future, and even his own golden dragon guards will not have this hidden danger in the future.

Early the next morning, Wentian began to sit cross-legged on the top of the mountain and spit out at the rising sun:

Hold on to the sea of qi for a few minutes, then begin to inhale, while guiding the essence of the sun, as the inhale enters through the slightly open mouth, through the throat, through the chest, and down to the sea of qi; In this way, one breath and one breath, an hour every morning, so Wentian has one more morning exercise every morning.

Unexpectedly, two days later, Cheng Xiang came to Wentian ecstatically and said that he could already feel the flow of true qi; Wentian looked at Cheng Xiang's excited face, and while he was happy for him, he also strengthened his determination to keep practicing.

It's a pity that he didn't tell Cheng Xiang that he has now begun to create his own mental method, after all, he is groping by himself, there is a certain danger, and he doesn't want Cheng Xiang to worry about himself.

Because he didn't tell Cheng Xiang, he didn't know that his cultivation method was fundamentally different from Cheng Xiang's:

Most of the internal strength and mental methods of these sects and cultivators are secrets that are not passed on, so how can they be allowed to fly all over the streets and alleys, libraries, and publishing houses? All the internal strength and mental methods of these sects and the holy places of Dharma cultivators start to cultivate from a part of the meridians, and when the amount of true qi reaches a certain point, they will open up some meridians and cultivate to a higher level and more meridians.

And every time some meridians are opened, the person's skill will increase greatly, and with the difference in the initial meridians of cultivation at the beginning, the direction of development in the future will also be different, so there are various sects and holy places for cultivation, and naturally these exercises are also divided into high and low.

What circulates outside the world is nothing more than some fake Taoism, some "fake" books written by fake masters, and they only know some acupoints such as Dantian and Baihui, and then cooperate with the meridian diagram of the human body in the Chinese medicine books, relying on their own imagination to make up the internal strength.

They didn't know how to guide their true qi through the veins when they first practiced, so they imagined that they must first gather their qi, and then make a single blow, so that their true qi could open up the second vein of Ren Du by themselves when it was extremely full, so they also had a thousand strange methods of gathering qi.

For example: absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, guarding the sea of qi and so on. As everyone knows, if the second vein of Ren Du was so easy to get through, the peerless master would have already run all over the ground.

However, they are not bad, at least that method of gathering qi is still some good for the body, people who can persist all year round, can gather a small amount of qi in the body, because they have not been reasonably guided, so they unconsciously spread to the whole body, most of them are released to the heaven and earth again, and a very small number of them moisturize the whole body, so that they can be healthy, drive away cold and disease, and prolong life.

With the loss of time, this kind of self-cultivation qigong is gradually recognized by the majority of people, and the qigong and internal strength used for fighting and fitness have become legendary stories made up by people who write novels and do not exist at all. The real becomes false, the fake becomes true, and it seems that as long as the majority of people agree with something, even if it is outrageously wrong, people will say that it is right.

And Wentian naturally started his cultivation from the internal strength and mental method that most people agree on. If it is an ordinary person, then there is no need to guess, it must only have the effect of dispelling illness and prolonging life, but what if it is a freak who starts to cultivate?

After more than a month of hard training, just this morning, Wentian finally felt the existence of true qi. So he smiled with joy and said to the heart of the sun:

Haha, this true qi is not for me to cultivate, although it takes a little longer than Cheng Xiang, but after all, it is his own, that feeling of pride makes Wentian unable to hold back anymore, his hands clenched into fists, and he shouted excitedly at the sun:

"Ask the sky is high, what are you afraid of? The world will surely be watching. ”

At the same time, the mysterious artistic conception that had appeared again on the day of Beiwudang Mountain, and a breathtaking momentum once again surged out of his body, with his voice, full of pride and ambition to swallow mountains and rivers.