Yan Lingyun was amazed, and when he saw Bai Qianshan handing the picture to him, he couldn't help but hesitate, and sighed: "I don't know how the kid can be so kind to the old man?"

Bai Qianshan said with a smile: "Little friend doesn't have to worry about it, if it weren't for you during the day, this picture must have been lost." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. At this time, I borrow the picture to look at you, one can slightly express the gratitude of the old man, and the other is that the old man sees that the little friend is very fateful, and he really wants to do it. If Xiaoyou can really be enlightened on this map, it is also Xiaoyou's fate, and the old man is also gratified. If not, it is meaningless. ”

Seeing that Bai Qianshan had said everything about this, Yan Lingyun was no longer hypocritical, reached out to take the picture in his hand, and said movingly: "Thank you for the old man's love."

Bai Qianshan nodded with a smile and reminded, "Look at the firelight, it's clearer."

Yan Lingyun did as he said, pinched the two corners of the picture with both hands, hung it in front of his eyes, and looked at it in the light of the fire.

The crystal clear leather picture like mutton fat white jade is reflected in the firelight, and the texture on it is one by one, one by one, which looks natural and smooth, majestic and atmospheric.

Yan Lingyun is like admiring a painting, this painting can not see the panorama, only to see a "brush and ink" flowing like a cloud of water, every stroke, every painting is wonderful, he sees which stroke, which stroke will suck away all his mind, so that he forgets the previous stroke, and can not think of the next stroke, and when he exits this painting, he can no longer remember what is painted.

Yan Lingyun was amazed, this picture was really strange. He didn't believe in evil, and looked at the map again, this time he kept an eye on it, not too involved, but paid attention to the trend and layout of the textures, and when he finished reading the complex patterns, he already had a rough outline in his heart, but this outline was uncreative, rigid and stiff, and he couldn't distinguish things.

Yan Lingyun's brows tightened, and he compared the two results, and had a preliminary conclusion in his heart: seeing God without seeing the form, seeing the form without seeing the god, the form and the god cannot be seen together, and it is difficult to see the true appearance.

Bai Qianshan sat next to him and watched quietly, without disturbing. This picture has accompanied him all his life, and he has studied it all his life, but he has never gained anything, and he has long had the intention of giving up.

When I met Yan Lingyun this time, I was very happy that he was a person, and through conversation, I learned about his life experience and situation, and I was very sympathetic, but at the same time, I felt strange that he couldn't practice martial arts.

The plasticity of the human body is very strong, a frail and sickly person, as long as he is at the right age, through diligence and hard work, practicing martial arts to strengthen his body, can become a generation of martial arts masters, not to mention a healthy body, a solid foundation, smart and witty teenager. In the practice of martial arts, although there is a saying of "root bones", its influence is only different in the final achievement.

Therefore, in Bai Qianshan's view, it is not because Yan Lingyun's "roots" are poor that he can't practice martial arts, but because there is another hidden secret that no one knows!

Therefore, after considering all kinds of considerations, he came up with the idea of borrowing a picture from Yan Ling's view.

"The form of the god cannot be seen together, and it is difficult to see the true appearance." Yan Lingyun held the picture scroll in his hand and meditated hard. He felt that he had grasped the key to the contradiction, but he couldn't think of a way to break the situation for a while.

Time passed quietly, the night was thicker, and the chill was more forested. A crescent moon hangs in the middle of the sky, as if the eyebrows are swept lightly, shyly and timidly throwing a hidden flattering light, and around it, the stars are scattered, like bright eyes.

By the campfire, the two sat quietly, neither of them making a sound.

Yan Lingyun couldn't figure out what to do, put down the scroll for the time being, leaned aside with his right hand, and added some firewood to the bonfire. During this time, his thumb stinged, as if it had been pierced by a wooden thorn, but he didn't care, closed his eyes and cleared his mind, picked up the picture scroll again, and looked at it carefully.

Just as he was fascinated, something suddenly happened, and he saw that the red threads were sourced from the stabbing thumb of his right hand, like spider silk, extending the texture of the scroll and gradually spreading to the entire scroll.

Bai Qianshan had been paying attention to Yan Lingyun, and immediately noticed the abnormality, and surrounded him with a shocked face.

Yan Lingyun's mind was completely involved by the red thread spreading in front of him, and he felt as if he had suddenly become a Danqing Holy Hand, spreading ink vertically and horizontally, with a spirit in his heart, a tangible pen, and a peerless holy product that was about to be born, so that he forgot the time and forgot everything.

Suddenly, the painting was completed, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the painting seemed to come to life, shining brightly, and it was wrapped in a scroll and stood up.

Yan Lingyun woke up and didn't know what had happened. When he looked at it, his hand was empty, and he saw a single human leg standing in the air, exuding an inexplicable qi. It is independent of the world, as if it has trampled on the eternal blue sky.

Yan Lingyun had great fear in his heart, suspecting that he had encountered a demon. He looked at Bai Qianshan as if asking for help, but saw that the old man was standing motionless, his eyes seemed to be bulging with anger, and his white hair was pointing to the sky, and his image was very powerful, and he did not react to his gaze.

Yan Lingyun was extremely angry, screamed, and hid behind Bai Qianshan. The latter seemed to be awakened, and suddenly shouted: "Xiaoyou, what are you hiding, the opportunity is ahead, don't take it yet."

"It's just a demon leg, where did the opportunity come from? Old man, don't blame me. Yan Lingyun hid behind him, not quite convinced.

Bai Qianshan suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, he looked at the human legs standing in the air in front of him, full of envy, the opportunity that others couldn't ask for, but the kid behind him was afraid of him like a demon.

However, thinking of his growth environment, he was relieved that he had limited knowledge and knowledge, and immediately explained: "Before the old decay, he was born in a family of cultivators, and he had a little knowledge of cultivation, and a few of them said this: The Tao has been going for thousands of years, and everything starts from the beginning; Giving the king a thousand ways is not as good as one side. ”

Yan Lingyun saw that Bai Qianshan was serious and not joking, so he walked out of his back suspiciously, and asked, "Old man, is the one in front of you?"

Bai Qianshan nodded and said, "Exactly!" Cultivation starts from building a foundation, building a foundation starts from practicing the body, and training the body starts from the legs, so there is a way to travel for thousands of years, and everything starts from the beginning. There are thousands of methods for building a foundation, and the source of all methods is said to be a leg. Whether this leg is real or symbolic is unknown, and when you think about it, most of the symbols are greater than reality. Xiaoyou, now you understand. ”

Yan Lingyun nodded, after Bai Qianshan said this, he didn't feel so scared. Human beings are always afraid of the unknown, and they can accept what they know.

Yan Lingyun looked at the human leg standing in the air, tried to take a few steps forward, and suddenly turned back to Bai Qianshan and said, "Old man, since the opportunity has appeared, why don't you come up and participate in the research together."

Bai Qianshan shook his head and sighed: "This is your chance, you can't get it."

"Why?" Yan Lingyun was puzzled.

"It's your blood that opens this opportunity, and it's not like I haven't tried it before, but there's no response. This shows that it has strict requirements for a person's physique, and it cannot be forced. Bai Qianshan explained, looking a little lonely.

Yan Lingyun finally understood the whole story, and he couldn't imagine that he was treated as a waste by the people of the tribe, but today he could open such a big opportunity. The world is impermanent, how can he make a conclusion, he couldn't help but sigh.

Walking up to the man's legs, it still feels a little thrilling to see it up close. It is shaped like a human leg, but it does not look like a human leg, because it is so perfect, like a work of art carved by heaven with a magic axe, white and flawless. There are delicate textures scattered on it, like heaven and earth, pregnant with the qi of the Great Dao, which is almost invisible to the naked eye.

"It should be enshrined on the altar of God, and it should be said to burn incense, and prayer should be prayed at all times, and it should be worshiped by the incense of the world."

Yan Lingyun looked at it and couldn't help but have such an idea.

It's so beautiful that it can be a god!

"Old man, what should I do?" After watching it for a long time, but not knowing where to start, Yan Lingyun couldn't help asking.

Bai Qianshan also came to the front at this time, shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "There is nothing you can do about it, and your personal fate depends on yourself."

Yan Lingyun was helpless, and tried to touch it with his hand, it felt like he had touched a big mountain, and it was difficult to shake it. He was amazed, and shook it with both hands, still like a dragonfly shaking a pillar.

After walking around the human leg for three turns, all kinds of methods that could be thought of were applied one by one, but there was still no way, Yan Lingyun finally said a little deflated: "Old man, is this really the big opportunity you are talking about?" This thing is a picture of being high up and only its own appearance, do you really want me to kneel down and worship it, so that it is willing to show its creation. But kneeling to heaven and kneel to my parents, asking me to kneel to it, it is unlikely. ”

Bai Qianshan had been watching from the side, and nodded when he heard the words: "People who practice martial arts pay attention to the wind and bones, and bravely climb the peak, since it is the supreme method of building the foundation, it will not require you to be so ......."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Yan Lingyun shouting: "Climb the peak, yes, why don't I climb up and take a look."

I saw that the latter did what he said, and regarded the human leg as a big tree, and climbed it in three times and two times.

"Hey, it turned out to be an empty leather shell, and I really thought it was a human leg before, but I could use it as a leather boot to wear, and it's a right boot, wait for me to try." Yan Lingyun stood on top of the bent instep, saw the essence of the so-called human legs, exclaimed, and then raised his right foot and really stabbed it in.

All this is a long story, but in fact, it is just a few rabbits rising and falling, Bai Qianshan has not yet reacted, and suddenly heard Yan Lingyun's "ouch" again, and the whole person suddenly fell from mid-air, fell to the ground with his feet facing the sky, and then did not wake up to the world.

And the human leg was gone.