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It was a sunny day, and the fine sunlight sprinkled through the thick shade of the trees like grains of rice, sprinkled on Ye Feng's young face, and some strange brilliance was condensed in his eyes, that was hope. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Grandpa, didn't you say that you want to teach me to sense the source of heaven and earth, why do you keep letting me sit under this big tree, except that I feel a little hungry, I don't feel anything!" The corners of Ye Feng's eyes squinted, and he looked at Ye Yun and said.

"You baby, isn't it noon yet, why do you say you're hungry." Ye Yun stood in front of Ye Feng, shook the cane in his hand, and sat down on a stake next to him. "If you want to become a source cultivator, the most important thing is to establish an induction with the source power of heaven and earth, so that you can use the source power around you for your own use."

"You still haven't told me how to sense." Ye Feng muttered in his mouth, looking at Ye Yun with some embarrassment.

"That's because you don't have any intentions, as long as you have enough mental power, you can feel the breath of all things, the natural breathing, and the endless vitality......" Ye Yun thought about it, as if he was feeling it.

"Well, I'll do it!" Ye Feng straightened his sitting posture, as if an old monk had settled down, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Open your inner world, feel everything outside, let the inner universe overlap with the outside, and in this dense place of trees, it is the most conducive to the wood attribute induction in your body." Ye Yun said softly.

Ye Feng emptied himself and tried hard to feel everything around him, greeted by natural and fresh air, mixed with a faint scent of herbs and the smell of moist earth.

Nature is the place where all things gather, the place where natural organisms grow, and in this natural environment, the natural elements will be integrated into themselves under the inspiration of the body's source force, so as to be converted into the source force of the corresponding attributes in the body. The biggest difference between mortals and cultivators is that mortals have too many fetters, and the world often disturbs their hearts, and there are too many distracting thoughts, so they naturally can't concentrate on feeling the potential source energy in the body, and the cultivators are naturally easy to feel this kind of energy.

"Remember, don't think anything in your head, empty everything, feel everything around you, dig into the world in it, meditate, listen to everything." Ye Yun said softly, his face was slightly grim, in his opinion, if Ye Feng couldn't even take this step, he was afraid that it would be useless in the future, so he hoped to use everything he had learned to warn Ye Feng.

Ye Feng meditated quietly, after listening to Ye Yun's words, his face soothed, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed, it was already noon, the sun had become a little hot, but he didn't feel much heat in the shade of the trees, and from time to time there was a breeze blowing, taking away a few withered yellow leaves on the trees, and bringing a few birds that stayed in the treetops. Life is so hurried, going back, not a little more, no less thoughts.

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In a forest outside Liuqiao Town, a handsome man leaned against a tree trunk, the shade of the tree shaded the sun, through the layers of leaves, leaving only a few stars of fine sunlight sprinkled on his face, the corners of his eyes narrowed, the sunlight shot into his eyes, among them, there was a touch of scarlet invasion, he frowned, picked up the wine bottle beside him, and drank half a bottle in one sip, he sighed, the wine bottle slipped weakly, and smashed into the soft ground with a "bang".

"It's all because I'm too naïve, I didn't expect to end up in the point of being eaten by the power of medicine now, I'm afraid it's not far from the true yuan being scattered." This man is Wan Qingyi, who originally reshaped his body with the help of the Holy Spirit Lotus, but he ignored that he could not fully absorb the medicinal power of the Holy Spirit Lotus with his own ability alone, and now he is afraid that he will be haunted by evil omen as the fortune teller said.

"Now I only have to re-cultivate and cultivate, if I still want to maintain the cultivation of the early stage of Danyuan, I'm afraid it will be difficult, try it, if I am lucky, I should still be able to maintain the cultivation of the middle and late stages of Zhuyuan." After speaking, Wan Qingyi was quite helpless, there will be gains and losses, all of this is really as Lao Yao, a Taoist priest who is half a catty and eight taels, said.

Wan Qing jumped together, stepping on a thin branch at the top of the tree, the bright sun shone on his sideburns, there was a trace of whitening, he closed his eyes quietly, a faint source of power fluctuations spread out from his body, about a few breaths of time, his eyes suddenly opened, the branches under him shook, the leaves fell, the wind blew, his cuffs flew coldly, the hair of the sideburns rose, suddenly, the sideburns turned white from the roots of the hair, and reached the ends of the hair at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Wan Qingyi didn't seem to pay attention to these, just light" Drink", and said lightly: "There are few people within a radius of several miles, so let's do magic here." ”

He jumped and hid in the depths of the jungle, searched for a while, found a shallow pit and stopped, planted five yellow flags around it, and cast a few mysterious and abnormal marks, that is, he sat cross-legged in it, pinched the trick with both hands, and drank suddenly, the branches around him shook again, and a few leaves floated down, and it was forced to stop a foot on his head, Wan Qingyi slowly closed his eyes, and the phoenix mark between his eyebrows quietly appeared, and the red color gradually deepened"Zizi" sounded, Wan Qing frowned, but with this ability getting stronger and stronger, the pain was also clearly visible on his face, he gritted his teeth, and changed a gesture, and then, this power slowly stabilized, and the phoenix mark became flickering and dimming.

Then, let time decide.

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Gradually, the sun lost its brilliance, dusk gradually came, half of the sky climbed up the halo, a waterfall on the Falling Star Mountain slid down, the fluttering water vaporized into mist, dispersed leisurely, and finally, melted into the waterhole under the waterfall, and then drilled into the mysterious world underwater.

All kinds of things in the world are changeable, and the most pessimistic thing is this green mountain, this waterfall, and this Hongqing Tan. Perhaps, just like that legend, the god of heaven turned into a hill and a waterfall in order to watch for the woman who intoxicated him, nourishing the earth, waiting for the woman dancing under the peach tree in his mind. Waiting is a kind of persistence and a kind of indifference.

On the Falling Star Mountain, the yellow light was sprinkled on Ye Feng's face, and the residual warmth made the corners of his mouth show a comfortable arc, Ye Yun on the side knocked the scum in the pipe, looked at the sunset, and said, "Go back, Feng'er, come back tomorrow." ”

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, his eyes were a little clearer, when he wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were not strong, and he tried again and it was still the same, he said helplessly: "It's numb, my legs are numb." ”

"It's really useless to be numb after only half a day of meditation!" Ye Yun shook his head and sighed, then he held the pear wooden cane, pulled up Ye Feng with his right hand, Ye Feng got up, his legs shook, and he almost fell, he held on to the trunk of the tree, fixed his body, stepped on it violently, and gradually regained consciousness in his legs.

"Let's go" under the sunset, the figures of the two gradually lengthened.

A quarter of an hour later, when he arrived home, Ye Feng planted himself on the bed, for the first time, he felt that the bed was so comfortable, he sighed bitterly, "It's all caused by this meditation." ”

"Get up and drink this lotus herb soup." Ye Yun came in with the bowl and handed it to Ye Feng, Ye Feng saw this, immediately got up, took the bowl and poured it violently, grandpa's lotus grass soup has always been his favorite, drinking the warm medicinal soup, he felt that his whole body seemed to be full of strength again.

"Hey, there's ginseng grass in it, grandpa, you're so good!" Ye Feng chewed, although the taste of ginseng grass is a little bitter, it is indeed a tonic, and it is very beneficial to the body when taken regularly.

"I saw that you could meditate quietly for so long today, and I rewarded you, if you can't persevere, there will be no such good thing next time." Ye Yun looked at the darkening sky and said, "If you want to really embark on the road of cultivation, you have to taste and bear the hardships yourself, the more you pay, the more you get, the less you get." ”

"Got it, grandpa." Ye Feng nodded, for him, a child who grew up in a mountain village since he was a child, the outside world was so vague, he didn't know what he would face in the future and what he would endure, but he knew that as Ye Yun said, only by persevering could he achieve the Great Dao!

Ye Feng's thoughts turned, he got up and ran out of the door, and after a long time, he came in with a basin of hot water, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, come, soak your feet." ”

"You kid, why are you suddenly so sensible." Ye Yun showed a few smiles and said, "Tap when you press your feet, my old bones can't withstand your efforts." ”

"Okay, grandpa!" Ye Feng replied.

Looking at Ye Feng, who was carefully helping him massage the soles of his feet, Ye Yun felt a burst of emotion in his heart, the memories in his mind were surging, the past events were vivid, looking at Ye Feng, who was gradually growing up and sensible, his heart was also a warm feeling.

"Do you remember those acupuncture points, press it, it's comfortable."

"Of course I remember, I'm about to become half a doctor now, who made my grandfather the doctor in the village, haha......"

"Just know."

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Ye Yun looked at the careful Ye Feng with a satisfied expression. Suddenly, a red mark on Ye Feng's palm caught his attention, "Feng'er, show me your right palm up." ”

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng stretched out his right hand, his palm was facing Ye Yun, he looked at it, and he also found an abnormality, and there was a faint tadpole-shaped red mark in his palm, which he had never had on his hand before, looking at this red mark, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, could it be because of today's meditation?

Ye Yun grabbed Ye Feng's palm, his fingertips touched this mark, and there was another world in his mind, in his memory, there was rarely this kind of mark, after a memory search, he suddenly drank: "Yes!" This is a special mark that only the sect master has, this is a kind of source seal, and it is the mark of the Ye family's inheritance! ”

"What? Source print? Ye Feng was still confused, everything related to Xiuyuan was so fantastical, and he was used to ordinary life, and he was a little at a loss all of a sudden.

"It seems that the sect master knows that you must not be willing to be ordinary, so after planting a source power ban for you, he also left this source seal, and the appearance of the source seal means that your own source power has begun to be generated in your body! Haha, you will indeed be the hope of our Tianyun! Ye Yun's words revealed a little excitement, it is true that this sudden appearance of the source seal is the condensation of Ye Feng's source power, Ye Feng, he is really going to embark on the path of cultivating the source!

After hearing what Ye Yun said so much, Ye Feng also showed a happy expression on his face, looking at this tadpole-shaped source seal, the sudden excitement made him full of hope for the future, and he seemed to have the courage to persevere.

Hope will be one of the most beautiful emotions in the world.

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On the outskirts of Liuqiao Town, in a forest, the calm night was broken by a muffled sound, and an angry roar rose to the sky, it was Wan Qingyi.

"Why! This will be the result! Wan Qing hammered with one arm, leaving two inch-deep fist marks on the ground, and in his eyes, there was no scarlet, and the phoenix mark on his forehead faded a lot, leaving only a shallow trace, "I'm afraid it's fate, now I'm back in the refining period, if I want to return to the Danyuan stage by penance, I'm afraid it's impossible in this mortal realm, unless I return to the cultivation realm......"

For source cultivators, the level of the realm directly determines the strength of the strength, and it falls two big levels at once, for Wan Qingyi, it is undoubtedly a thunderbolt from the sky, the refining period, the source building period, and the Danyuan period. Without strength, I am afraid that his dream will be difficult to come true.

"How long will it take for me to see you, Linglong......" Wan Qing waved one arm, and inadvertently a dark blue flame rose from his palm, tumbling with a slump.

"Danhuo, it's still there." There was another star shining in the corner of his almost desperate eyes, and the blue Dan fire reflected in his eyes, it was a scorching light, that light, called hope!

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