Yi Fei quickly calmed down, and carefully looked at the bundle of silk books, which were embroidered with gold threads, and the author cherished the "ink" as gold, and the words were beady. When Yi Fei was young, he read a lot of poetry books, so he could understand the words on silk books.

The second page of the silk book seems to be a mental method of internal cultivation, and Yi Fei reads it sentence by sentence, chewing on the meaning of the sentence carefully. The cultivation of the inner strength is the most difficult thing for martial artists, if you meet a famous teacher, if you have a good heart, you will have twice the result with half the effort.

Yi Fei has learned the treasure of the "Great Holy Gate" town faction, the "Heart Ape Heart Method", and his internal skills have been extremely deep, but he was seriously injured, and he almost had to refine it all again. Most of the mental methods in this text, Yi Fei can comprehend most of them, but some of them find another way, unheard of, think about it carefully, but it makes a lot of sense, and he can't understand it thoroughly for a while. Yi Fei knows that such magical secrets have unpredictable opportunities, and he can't fully understand them for a while, and he can't rush them. So he wrote down the whole text. He has a very good memory, and he has memorized hundreds of words after reading them three times.

The next page is an embroidered portrait of the human body, and the person in the picture is facing the sky, and at first glance he is practicing internal strength, which seems to be a specific demonstration of the mental method on the previous page. Yi Fei saw that the posture of the person in the picture was still slightly different from the posture he used to practice internal strength, but it looked very familiar, maybe the posture of cultivating internal strength in the world was much the same.

This page is only a few strokes, just outlining a few acupoints near the dantian. There are two lines of sixteen words on the side.

Yi Fei wrote down the direction of the inner breath in the meridian acupoints in the picture, and suddenly his eyes blurred, it turned out that he was immersed in the silk book, and he didn't realize that the sky was dark.

Yi Fei only felt hungry, packed up Yi Xue's swaddling clothes and clothes, ate a few wild fruits indiscriminately, and went to the cave to rest.

He had no light, and he couldn't look through the silk book. I recalled the mental method in my mind, and pondered the deep meaning over and over again.

The "Divine Dragon Decision" internal strength method is really broad and profound, but if you think about it carefully, there are many ambiguities. Yi Fei sat down in the posture of the embroidered image, and according to the mental method, according to the route of the person's internal breath running in the acupuncture channel, the internal force was run.

In the silence, Yi Fei's inner breath slowly ran in the dantian, and gradually the dantian was ambiguous, like a little mouse scurrying.

Yi Fei's heart suddenly moved, the internal strength and mental method on the first picture of this "Divine Dragon Decision" was very similar to the "game" that the old white grandfather taught him to play in the wasteland back then. He carefully reviewed and compared, and finally affirmed that this set of exercises was no different from what the old man Bai taught him. It's just that what he taught was only the most superficial, the simplest, the beginning of a meridian and a few acupoints, and he didn't teach the mental method and oral decision in Yifei's silk book.

Yi Fei has practiced the "Heart Ape Heart Method", and he has not played the "game" of Grandpa Bai when he was a child. After all these years, I was amazed to see and relive this "game" again.

Who is that old man Bai? Yi Fei remembered that he knew martial arts and could "dance" the sword, how could he know the internal skills of this "divine dragon duel"? Where did old man Bai go in that cold winter? Is he still alive? Has he ever been back to the hut in the wasteland?

Yi Fei sighed, collected his spirit, and began to cultivate his internal strength again.

He suffered a lot of internal injuries, and after practicing according to this image all night, the next day he felt that his spirit was greatly lifted, and his internal breath was running much more comfortably in the meridians.

At dawn the next day, Yi Fei went to the fruit tree to collect the fruit, and collected a lot of dead branches and leaves. Although there are many rocks on the edge of this deep valley and waterhole, many trees grow tenaciously in the cracks of the stones, and a considerable part of them are fruit trees, full of branches and full of fruits.

There are also sewing needles in Yifei's package, and he has sewed and mended clothes for himself and Yixue since he was a child, and later walked in the rivers and lakes, and the package was always equipped with needles and threads.

He bent a fishing hook with a sewing needle, caught a small green worm from a fruit tree, and strung it on the hook, which he used as a trap and stretched it into the pool.

In less than a pillar of incense, he caught more than a dozen small whitebait and seven or eight herring with big tails.

Yi Fei is afraid that he is the first person in the world to come to this waterfall stone pool, which is isolated from the world, and the fish in the pool are also extraordinarily scheming, and they can't see through Yi Fei's simple tricks.

At this time, it was time for the sun to rise in the sky, and the sun hung fiercely over the stone pool.

Yi Fei broke and tore the tiny leaves and branches, piled them loosely, and reflected the "love sword" in the sunlight and shone on the pyre.

In a short time, a wisp of smoke rose from the pyre, and then a flame rose.

Yi Fei grew up in the wasteland, and it was a pediatric thing to fish and make fires like this.

Yi Fei made a fire, skewered the herring on a branch and roasted it until it was browned, and the small whitebait was too small, and then put it in the hot ash and simmered.

I haven't eaten meat cooked food for many days, Yi Fei is like a wind and clouds, swallowing all the herring and small whitebait into his stomach, although there is no oil and salt seasoning, but he feels that the fish meat is extremely delicious, tender and refreshing, and melts in the mouth.

Yi Fei burped after eating and went to the pool to drink. Leaning over and seeing his reflection in the water, he couldn't help but smile.

It turned out that his head was long and messy, his face was full of dirt, and the clothes on his whole body could no longer be described by the word "tattered": I don't know how many holes he had broken, how many holes he had pierced, and only some strips of rags were still barely hanging on his body...... This dignified face looks like a beggar called Hanako.

The skin wounds on Yi Fei's body had all scabbed, so he took off his ragged clothes and went to the waterhole to wash himself. This waterhole has 100 acres to say the least, looking at the vast water waves, Yi Fei is afraid that there is danger in the depths of the water, so he only washes his body in the shallow place on the shore.

On the stone shore, Yi Fei felt as if he had unloaded a big burden, relaxed and refreshed, so he piled the fire into the stone cave, kept it as a fire, and concentrated on practicing his internal skills according to the silk book.

This practice was a day and a night, and Yi Fei didn't go out of the stone cave to fish and pick fruits to fill his belly until his stomach was growling with hunger.

After many days like this, Yi Fei had practiced the embroidered image on the silk book to the third image, which was the "Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra" of cultivation. The broken muscles and bones on his body were all healed, so he tried to practice the fists and swordsmanship he had learned before one by one, and kept improving.

Yi Fei still didn't give up, and searched around the stone pool a few more times, but he couldn't find a way out. He couldn't help but feel melancholy and disappointment in his heart, but after that, he devoted all his energy to practicing.

In addition to his daily practice, Yi Fei picked fruits, dried those mountain peaches, pineapples, green apricots, or unknown wild fruits, and dried the fish he caught into dried fish and stored them in the cave for winter.

(End of chapter)

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