Friends who like sports know that it is difficult for a person to completely control their body. You can imagine what it would be like to have complete control over your body, in a table tennis, tennis, badminton match, as soon as the eyes see the flight path of the ball, the hand and the racket appear at the most favorable hitting point, I believe that the world champion is not your opponent.

But at this moment, I just feel like I'm in control, it's amazing. If I continue, I will feel the fluctuation of my blood qi, and then separate a trace of true qi, and follow the method taught to me by Tang Ziyi, so that the true qi will run on a fixed route for a week, and officially embark on the path of cultivating the truth. Since then, the happy rivers and lakes have become a generation of heroes, and finally soared day by day.

As I said, if it continues, it won't go on now. Tang Ziyi thought that I couldn't control the direction of my true qi, and this time I asked me to live with him just to help me complete my luck. In fact, I felt the fluctuations of my blood qi, but there was no true qi peeling out at all, which was a bit embarrassing.

"What a strong telekinesis!" Tang Ziyi suddenly screamed, interrupting my meditation. It's a shame that I haven't started cultivating yet, otherwise I'll be interrupted halfway and I'll have to go mad.

I looked at Tang Ziyi suspiciously, he was closing his mouth in surprise, and his chin was about to hit the ground: "I don't know why you don't have true qi, but the mental power aura you just exuded is not much different from the mental power when I obtained the position of a god, and even faintly suppressed me."

Hearing him say this, I was suddenly a little excited, but I didn't expect him to pour a basin of cold water on me: "I thought you would have the opportunity to form a divine seal directly with your mental power, but through the observation just now, your mental power is huge and scattered, and there is still a huge gap between your spiritual power and the real divine thought."

I asked with a dejected expression, "Doesn't that mean I can't cultivate?"

"Not really, there are also many people with dull qualifications in our world......" Tang Ziyi didn't finish speaking, I hugged the notebook and prepared to delete the novel, people with dull qualifications, you really dare to say. Can you chat, can you speak human words? Even if it's a god, the baby can destroy you in five seconds!

"Big brother, I was wrong," Tang Ziyi knelt down, "Brother, oh no, Dad, Dad, I was wrong." I'm only twenty years old, I'm still young, Dad, don't be impulsive, be merciful. ”

After this desperate pleading, I dispelled the idea of deleting him, and rolled my eyes at him: "Be careful when you speak in the future, let's talk, what can I do?"

Tang Ziyi let out a sigh of relief, and simply sat on the ground: "I know Dad, this is the case." No matter in which era or world, there is always a group of people who have become the so-called aristocracy through the efforts and accumulation of several generations, and the aristocratic power is intertwined and flourishing, and it will become a big family. And these families will have so-called successors. ”

"It's normal," I nodded, "There are two generations of officials, two generations of rich and rich, and two generations of stars, and this will naturally happen to Xiuzhen." ”

Tang Ziyi patted his knee and said, "Yes, true cultivators also want to pass on their own power, but money can be given to their children, fame can also be promoted, although the political relationship network is complicated, fortunately, the Chinese are the best at this, maybe they will kiss and kiss."

"I understand this truth, but the son of a rich man may not be as good as his father in business, and it has become a trend for celebrities and children to perform on the same stage, but this cultivation seems to be a little more than worth the loss. If there is a failure or too much attrition, then the huge power may collapse overnight, and even if it succeeds, one generation is not as good as the other, and decay is only a matter of time. ”

If the Daigo empowerment is not fully inherited, more than 20% of the power will be dissipated, and if it is not desperate, no one will choose this method. Moreover, the meridians of those who receive the empowerment are more damaged, and it will be difficult for them to make progress in their cultivation in the future, and they will be full of demons when they are exercising. At that time, Tang Ziyi had to make this decision in order to save Lin Ya, and this guy's meridians were transparent and there were few bottlenecks, so even then he almost perished in the thunderstorm.

"Alas," Tang Ziyi sighed: "After all, you live in this world, even if you read and write many novels, it is difficult to understand the law of the jungle in which the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle." The weak, not to mention the commoners, as long as they are a few ranks lower, they will live with their heads pinned to their belts, and there is no way but to become a vassal of others. Backbone? Can backbone be eaten? ”

"Every descendant of a family, since birth, there are a bunch of strong people who wash the scriptures for him, and those so-called strong people are constantly losing their own Taoism to help others pile up a future, and then gradually become mediocre. This method is not only about cultivation, but also about vitality, so I don't need to say much about the fate of these people. ”

"Isn't there anyone who resists?" I'm puzzled, where there's oppression, there's resistance, isn't this a truth that everyone understands?

"Rebellion? You didn't plan to let these people come out in the first place, did you? Tang Ziyi smiled bitterly: "I'm very grateful that you can create me zào, your talent is unparalleled in the world, but the rules you have subconsciously set for this world are that the strong are respected." That's why this kind of thing happened. ”

I'll take it, I can't be blamed for this, isn't everyone writing cool essays like this, the strong turn their hands over for the clouds and cover their hands for the rain, it's also false anyway, how to be happy. Who doesn't want to grasp the power of life and death, a thought of flowers, reigning in the world.

Tang Ziyi told me that only when he reached his level would he touch the cause and effect of this world, and an irresponsible writer like me would often add great sin to himself.

"What writes about ghosts and demons, what thorns and greed stab abuse to the bone, and the dark side of society written by Pu Songling are all really happening in another world. For the people of that world, everything they experienced was caused by Pu Songling. ”

"What eternal romantic figures, what kind of chats and laughter are gone, how innocent those soldiers are, and whose head is to blame for their wives and children?"

"Lu Xun, Ba Jin......" Tang Ziyi talked eloquently one by one, for a full hour, I couldn't refute it, so I quietly listened to him criticize his former idol.

In the middle, I tried to find a reason to say the past: "After all, they reflect the social conditions of an era...... but Tang Ziyi reprimanded: "And then? Has there been a change? What can they change? In comparison, it is not as good as some modern Internet writers, at least they give Diao Silk the hope of counterattacking and give ordinary people the courage to make progress! ”

What he said was extreme, but it was understandable, after all, there was too much disharmony in the world he lived in. And this qiē is all caused by me.

He knew that I couldn't fully agree with his point of view, just like those writers who are good at satire and criticism can't change reality, and he can't change everyone's perception of fiction in a short period of time, so he simply stopped: "It's useless to talk more, let's talk about how to help you cultivate."

"In the future, unless you break through some bottlenecks, you don't need to enter a state of deep meditation." As Tang Ziyi spoke, he injected a true qi into my body and traveled along my arm to the perineum.

The perineal acupoint was stimulated, and my body suddenly had some reactions to that, but there was a big man next to me, although it was not embarrassing, but I always felt weird in my heart.

"If you don't want to die, don't think about it!" Tang Ziyi snorted lightly, mixed with a bit of spiritual power, and immediately made my spiritual platform clear. The true qi enters the Du vein, goes up along the three passes of the back spine to the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, and then descends from the vein in front of the body to the dantian. I was overwhelmed by the pain, and I almost lost my mind, and I felt like an excavator was plowing your spine.

"If you control your strength in a meditative state, the pain of opening the second pulse of Ren Du may be slightly lighter, and of course the speed will be much slower."

The first week is nearing the end, and I am no longer so uncomfortable with the section from Baihui acupoint to dantian, and I don't know if this section of the meridians is relatively smooth or I am numb. Breathing into the dantian, I felt the familiar and unfamiliar fullness, and it seemed that there was infinite power about to erupt: "Big brother, I want to pee."

"No way!"

"It's going to explode!"

"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. You bear with it first, run it for a few weeks by yourself, and transform my true qi into your own strength. ”

I forcibly endured the urine and controlled the true qi in my body for a few weeks, and slowly, the true qi was able to run along the second vein of Ren Du, and every week of running, the gossamer-like true qi would always grow a little bit, although it was so weak that it was imperceptible to the naked eye, but I could really feel my improvement.

I looked at Tang Ziyi in surprise, and he nodded: "Congratulations on embarking on the road of channeling, hurry up and go to the toilet."

"No need." I gestured to my jeans, which had turned dark and were steaming hot.

Tang Ziyi: "......"

Me: "......"

After changing into a pair of trousers, I excitedly mobilized my true qi to the fingertips of my index and middle fingers, and poked it hard against the wall, wanting to try the power of this true qi. Then, there is no then.

The comminuted fracture of the finger has been repaired by Tang Ziyi, but I still have palpitations. Even if the finger is cut off, it doesn't hurt so much, and the broken bone stubble pierces the fingertips with thousands of holes, and the flesh and blood are blurred......

I asked Tang Ziyi with a white face: "Brother, you tell me the truth, what level am I now?"

"Well, this one," Tang Ziyi scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "It's about the same as before Zhang Wuji learned the Jiuyang Divine Skill." ”

The baby took out the notebook at that time, and looked at him with a smile: "It means that I spent a long time and didn't have any eggs, right?"

Tang Ziyi almost cried: "Dad, I was wrong, Dad, you listen to my explanation!"