Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Small Achievement

Qin Qiu fell to the ground and looked at the puzzled student in front of him.

She said softly, "Do you think what I did has nothing to do with fusion? Okay, that's right. ”

Everyone still looked at each other, not knowing what the woman was trying to say.

Qin Qiu smiled and said, "I just want to use this method to tell you that we can only enter the door of flight if we get rid of our own weight. Fusion is only the beginning, not the end, you don't even have the beginning, or you haven't even touched this door, so practice according to the method I demonstrated, to the extent that I just did. ”

With that, she waved her sleeves and walked out without looking back.

Lin Peng didn't pay attention to the people who were a little confused next to him, he found a clean place and began to practice according to the method that Qin Qiu had just demonstrated. Now for him, it is better to say anything than to act. As Na Qinqiu said, this is just the beginning, just the beginning.

He moved his Xuan Qi to his legs and feet, jumped up in the air, and began to step on it one by one. He suddenly realized that no matter how high he jumped, he was stepping on the same amount, why? and he felt that something was not quite right with this rootless stepping, that something must be wrong.

Qin Qiu didn't jump very high when he demonstrated, and he didn't step on it particularly hard, just stepped on something gently.

Air, yes, it must be air. Therefore, it is not necessarily appropriate to rush to practice the movements demonstrated by Qin Qiu. If you don't even know what you're pedaling, if you don't understand it, then you just try to do it, and the result is still the same.

Lin Peng seemed to understand Na Qinqiu's intentions, what she taught everyone was the method, but she didn't say who this method was applicable to, even if it did, you still didn't understand the essence of things and still returned in vain.

He patted the dust off his body, got up and walked out.

At this time, Ling Feng and the others were all working hard to practice the pedaling movements, Lin Peng looked at it, shook his head, and walked out of the practice ground.

Lin Peng came to the second floor and saw that Na Qinqiu and Qin Chengzi were sitting on the futon with their eyes closed.

"Why did you get up?" asked Qinqiu.

Lin Peng said slowly: "I want to find a book to read." ”

Qin Qiu suddenly opened her eyes and asked, "What book?"

Lin Peng replied: "A book that understands the essence of things." ”

Qin Chengzi also opened his eyes and looked at Lin Peng, then he got up and picked up the dust, and walked towards the bookshelf, and then he said, "Come with me." ”

Lin Peng hurriedly trotted over and followed him.

Qin Qiu looked at Lin Peng's back and muttered in a low voice, "It's a little interesting." ”

Qin Chengzi picked up a book on a bookshelf and handed it to Lin Peng, saying, "Look here, take it." ”

Lin Peng took the book, saluted, and ran to the futon.

He found a side futon and sat on it, and then he picked up the book and read it.

It's a very old-looking book with no title. Open the first page, which reads: "Air, the gas of life......"

Lin Peng looked at it and began to be a little fascinated, there were so many interpretations of the gas he breathed every day.

Half an hour later, he lifted his breath and sat down on the futon with his eyes closed. Feel the air, that's what he realized after reading this book. The presence of air must be felt first, even though it does exist. He used the method of controlling the Xuan Qi taught by Qing Xuanzi, and tried to make this Xuan Qi contact the air in the softest way possible.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

He sat there motionless. He felt, felt.

Just when the sky suddenly darkened, a slight sense of oppression came, although it was only a slight feeling. He stabilized his mind and slowly touched and felt it with his Xuan Qi. It was a strange feeling, like a behemoth that could feel fleas on its body.

Slowly, the feeling went from being like nothing to a hint, from a hint to a clear feeling. He knew that this was the first step that he had lifted his feet.

At this time, Ling Feng and the others had already finished their day's practice and returned to this academy.

Everyone sat on the futon and discussed the results of their practice.

"I seem to be able to jump higher......"

"I feel like I'm pedaling more and more......"

"I think I've improved the most today......"

Qin Qiu waved his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

She suddenly asked, "Lin Peng, what about you?"

Lin Peng replied: "I didn't practice the pedaling movement. ”

Almost everyone in the audience looked at him with incredible eyes, this strange man, who was considered a genius by everyone, did not practice according to the practice subjects set by the elders. No matter how good you are, your arrogance will only fall behind.

Some people began to whisper, and in short, everyone thought that the person who was almost asked to be designated as a "A" student did not seem to be very good.

Lin Peng didn't say too much because he didn't want to explain anything.

Qin Qiu smiled slightly and said, "Let's go to the canteen to eat." Tomorrow we continue. ”

As he spoke, the students gave a long bow to Qin Qiu and Qin Chengzi, and walked out.

Ling Feng walked towards the dining hall with a wave of people talking and laughing.

Ling Ling leaned over and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you, why didn't you practice?"

Lin Peng said slowly: "If you don't find the right way to practice, it's useless." ”

Ling Ling looked at Lin Peng, she knew that the person in front of her must have her own thoughts, no matter what, she chose to believe him unconditionally.

Half an hour later, Lin Peng and everyone had a meal, took a cold shower in the spacious cleaning pool in the dormitory area, and returned to the room. He had just touched some doorways, and he had to hurry up and master them thoroughly.