Chapter 8: The Key to Awakening
"More than 800,000... Age, Dao Yuanzi senior, you are really an old monster. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "Li Moran was amazed by the advanced age of Dao Yuanzi, you must know that the history of human beings from the time they were called human beings is only 780,000 years, and this Dao Yuanzi is simply a walking human history.
Dao Yuanzi no longer paid attention to Li Moran's "disrespectful words" this time. But he said, "Come here, I'll pass on your exercises, and in the future, you will practice my exercises of cultivating the true lineage." ā
"Wouldn't this make me look a little different." Li Moran was a little worried about this.
"Some cultivators in the starry sky of the universe cultivate fighting qi, some cultivate magic, and there are other cultivation methods, but all methods are all connected, different paths are the same, the essence is to use the power of heaven and earth, but there is a slight gap in the form of expression, besides, you are a martial artist, no one knows what the martial artist will look like after awakening, and it is normal for a martial artist to be slightly different from others after awakening, so you don't need to worry about being seen."
Dao Yuanzi's words made Li Moran dispel his worries.
Dao Yuanzi walked in front of Li Moran step by step, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and a paper book with a purple shell sealed with gold wire and a bottle of unknown material appeared out of thin air.
"The content of this book must be familiar with the heart, the human body is divided into the visible vein and the hidden vein, the visible vein is the vein of the human body, and the hidden vein is the vein that communicates the power of heaven and earth, and this is replaced by the spiritual root in the term of cultivation. Your hidden veins are blocked, and this exercise can gather a large amount of heaven and earth yuan power into the body, which is the foundation for you to break through the shackles. There is an elixir in this pill bottle, called the low-level wall-breaking pill, which is used by cultivators to break through the great realm. And now you haven't even entered the door of cultivation, using this pill is enough to help you at a critical time, and the key to your breakthrough is ....." Speaking of this, Dao Yuanzi suddenly fell silent.
"What is it? Dao Yuanzi senior, why didn't you say it? Regarding the details of whether he could awaken the martial artist, Li Moran listened very carefully everywhere, and he was listening to it, but Dao Yuanzi suddenly stopped talking, and Li Moran couldn't help but ask Dao Yuanzi.
"You'll know this tonight." Michimoko smiled mysteriously.
Seeing the mysterious smile with this old man, an ominous premonition rose from the bottom of Li Moran's heart, and he was not allowed to think about it, Dao Yuanzi stuffed the exercises and pill bottles into Li Moran's hands.
Vigorously clutching the exercises and pill bottles in his hands, feeling the texture of the book and the bottle in his hand, the trace of unreality in Li Moran's heart finally disappeared. Today's experiences made Li Moran have some doubts about whether he was in a dream, or in other words, he may have been unconscious since he was hit by a meteor, and all the experiences up to now are a dream, and until this time, the only concern in Li Moran's heart was finally gone, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"Okay, boy, think it out for yourself first, and I'll see you tonight." After saying that, Dao Yuanzi disappeared without a trace.
"Senior, Dao Yuanzi senior." The empty room was empty, but no one answered Li Moran's cries.
"Xiao Ran, what's wrong? What conductive atom? The door suddenly opened, and her mother, Wang Xiuying, poked her head out of the door.
"Mom, no, it's nothing. I'm reviewing physics, importing atoms. After all, I can't put all my hopes on the Awakened Martial Arts next school year. Li Moran was "caught off guard" by his mother, and he could only pull the banner of cultural classes for a while. But in his heart, he was secretly slandering: this old man is not reliable at all, and he didn't remind himself when he removed the soundproof barrier.
"Xiao Ran, to be honest, is there some mental illness? Look, what do you have in your hand? Mother Wang Xiuying walked up to Li Moran from outside the room and snatched the exercise cheats and pill bottles.
I saw that the purple gold thread of the exercise book was written on the cover of the book with three simple characters of "Juyuan Gong", which were quite charming, while the Dan bottle was not gold or wood, and I couldn't see any material.
"Xiao Ran, I know that you have had a bad year in school, and you have a lot of psychological pressure, but these immortals who only exist in novels and TV are all illusory, and if you can't awaken the martial artists, we will be an excellent ordinary person. Mom only hopes that you can be safe and healthy. Don't do any more heresies. Wang Xiuying persuaded Li Moran while returning the exercise cheats and pill bottles.
Hearing his mother's ordinary and simple wishes, Li Moran was very touched in his heart, but secretly vowed in his heart: He must let his parents and sister live a life of human beings.
"Mom, I'm fine. I won't engage in these crooked ways in the future, don't worry, even if I can't become a martial artist, your son must be an elite in other industries. Li Moran smiled freely at Wang Xiuying.
"Son, if you suffer any grievances in the future, you will come back and say to your mother, don't hold it in your heart. Did you hear that? Okay, mom is going to chop vegetables, you can rest yourself. Wang Xiuying touched Li Moran's head dotingly.
"Mom, I'm going to be an adult next year, don't always treat me like a child." Li Moran was also a little helpless about his mother's actions.
"Haha, in my mother's heart, you will always be the same as when you were a child." Wang Xiuying said and touched Li Moran's head again, "Okay, are you in a better mood?" Mom won't tease you. Mom went to chop vegetables. ā
After speaking, Wang Xiuying walked out of the room and closed the door casually.
Looking at the back of his mother's departure, Li Moran recalled the tenderness of his mother in his heart, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Taking off his shoes, Li Moran sat cross-legged on the bed. Opened the first page of "Ju Yuan Gong". What caught his eye was a very precise meridian map, which marked the direction of the flow of Yuan Force of each meridian, looking at this dense line, Li Moran felt a big head for a while.
But for the sake of the warrior's awakening, Li Moran could only carry every meridian and its yuan force on his back, and time passed quietly unconsciously.
"Xiao Ran, it's time to eat." There was a mother's call outside the house, and a dizzy Li Moran stuffed the book under his pillow and walked out of the room.
The father was still sitting on the couch watching TV, and a young girl in a high ponytail and a white T-shirt was busy with her mother from the kitchen, carrying a meal.
"Brother, it's time to eat, go wash your hands." The girl walked towards Li Moran with a plate of fish-flavored shredded meat in her hand.
"Little sister, it's time for school. Come, brother, Dad, go wash your hands and eat. ā
The dishes on the table are much richer than usual, the small table is full of Li Moran's favorite dishes, and the family is eating dinner with Lele, Li Moran enjoys the warmth of home at this moment. After dinner, Li Moran took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks and wash the dishes.
After cleaning everything up, Li Moran wiped his hands with a handkerchief, but saw his father changing his shoes at the door.
"Dad, are you going for a walk?" Li Moran asked.
"Oh, recently I got a part-time job near our neighborhood, working at 2 a.m. for 7 hours a day. Go to bed early at night and go to school tomorrow. Okay, dad is out. Father Li Pengcheng went out after changing his shoes.
Li Moran looked at his father's not tall back, and secretly said in his heart: Dad, our hard days are coming to an end.