He Bei, the true disciple of the Dayong Tianqin Sect, was a little tired from the long journey, and wanted to fall down to rest for a while, but there was cooking smoke floating out of the dense forest in front of him, as if there were people.

"Excuse me, old man. He Bei smiled, compared to other cultivators, He Bei's personality is not bad, at least he will not casually bully ordinary people and throw a piece of broken silver to his uncle as a fee.

After a while, there was a burst of incense in the house, and the old man brought a large pot of gruel, and a faint fragrance came out of the porridge, mixed with a fruity fragrance.

"Thank you, sir. It just so happened that He Bei was also a little hungry, and he touched his stomach, he has that kind of delicious temperament, otherwise it would not hurt if he didn't eat with the cultivator's ability to open up the valley.

I ate the food in three or two bites, and there was still some unfinished food, and it was delicious.

"Do you still have it, uncle? I'll give you the money. He Be's face turned red.

"And, there's. The old man seemed to be very happy, and hurriedly went to serve another bowl to He Be.

The next day, He Bei was meditating in the house, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he was meditating, he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of spiritual power around him.

It was supposed to be just an ordinary deserted mountain village, but he actually felt no less than a hundred breaths of cultivation?!

Although these breaths were very weak, the fluctuations in absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth could not be concealed at all, just like the waves on the surface of a calm lake, forming one small whirlpool after another.

He won't enter any mountain spirit tree monster nest, He Bei's face is a little strange, but what he perceives after emitting his divine sense is the breath of a person.

Frowning and pondering, in the end, He Bei quietly left the room and rushed into the mountains and forests to meditate and practice, with the aura that was quietly emitted during the practice, and the mosquitoes and other things in the surrounding space instinctively fled from He Be's location.

There was no word all night, and when it was about to dawn, He Beh sneaked back into the house, and prepared to say goodbye and leave the next day.

The village chief looked at He Be's back with flickering eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally had the courage to say loudly: "Strong man, please stay!"

"What's the matter?" He did not stop, and at the same time secretly prepared for the alarm bells to sound.

"It is fate that the strong man can come to our Qingniu Village, the old man has nothing to give, only one step of the ancestral exercises of the village are given to the young man. ”

Really.

He Bei felt that everything seemed to be figured out, no wonder he felt that the people in this village seemed to be cultivating, it turned out that it was not his delusion, but that these people really had ancestral exercises.

Although looking at the aura of these people, it is also the appearance of practicing qi one or two, and the village chief who has cultivated to the strongest level is only the peak of qi training, this exercise is obviously not a good exercise, so He Bei has no expectations.

But when he took the exercises and read them, the more he looked at them, the more surprised he became, and there was no doubt that this exercise was the secret of divine skills.

The subtlety of this exercise was beyond his imagination, although he couldn't understand it, but he just thought it was very subtle!

It's very subtle, but how can these people cultivate so low with such a subtle exercise?

He was puzzled.

As you flip through it, the invisible power spreads through the air to the depths of Hebe's sea of knowledge.

He Bei suddenly shook his spirit, and he had memorized all the contents of this exercise.

What a weird scripture.

"Hero, there is still a small flaw in this exercise. The village chief said embarrassedly, "This exercise was passed on to you by me, so from now on, 10% of the true qi you practice will belong to the old decay me, and I always feel that it is not good not to tell you......

Hobe: "......"

The blue tendons on his face burst out, He Bei's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, at this moment he really had the urge to kill, he had a good temper, but if he thought he was a good man who was calculating because of this, it would be wrong.

But as soon as this thought arose, He Be, he fell to the ground, covered his head, and howled in pain.

There was a great majesty in the darkness that stopped his actions.

What's going on?!

Don't be angry.

"Dao Chief, after practicing my practice, we will be our own people, with the legendary Yellow Heaven Great Heavenly Master on top, we can't escape his control in every move, as long as we raise bad thoughts about our companions, he will sense and stop us. The village chief said seriously.

He Bei's face was ugly, he only felt that he was on a thief ship, this exercise was good, but anyone who knew that from now on, every ten wisps of true qi he practiced would be sucked away by others.

"Don't worry, Daoist, you have now entered the door, Huangtian Great Heavenly Master said that entering the industry depends on the teacher, and the cultivation needs to be personal. What you can do depends on your own ability, but from today you will be able to carry forward the teachings of our Yellow Heavenly Dao, and you will be able to spread our teachings to more people. ”

He Bei sneered, and wanted to harm more people by himself? When he returned to the division, he would immediately report to the teacher......

"As long as it is a doctrine that you have propagated yourself, every tenth of that person's cultivation power will belong to you, and this is your own contribution, and no one can take it away. The village chief continued.

The unfinished thoughts in his mind froze like a stuck gear.

He Bei's breath was suddenly short, he was only a Jindan cultivator now, if he could spread the teachings to a monk of the same rank, then the strength he lacked would be instantly replenished, if he could have two monks of the same rank, then he would earn a point, if there were three, four......

Oh, my God!

Suddenly, He Bei didn't dare to continue thinking about it, if there was a teacher in the Yuan Infant and Yuan Shen Stage who could help......

He Be's heart was pounding.

Poor road avenue can be expected!

This bit of depression was quickly swept away.

......

I don't know when a force called Huang Tiandao became the wanted object of the entire Great Yongshen Dynasty, and the Imperial Court of the Great Yongshen Dynasty publicly ordered: It is strictly forbidden for anyone to practice the Huang Tiandao exercises privately, and violators will be beheaded!

But this order quickly became a piece of waste paper, because there were many officials within the Divine Dynasty who had already practiced, and they ate the marrow and knew the taste, and secretly spread the exercises internally.

In a large-scale organization like the Great Yongshen Dynasty, where the upper and lower levels are extremely tight, it is the superiors who really want to spread this kind of exercise.

As soon as they say it, they can easily let many people practice this exercise, providing them with a massive amount of cultivation speed, and they know how to use people's hearts, they don't eat all the food, they just let their direct subordinates practice, and then pass it on layer by layer.

Desire is never-ending, and it is best illustrated here.

The people who are really afraid are the top people, because they have obtained a huge amount of resources, and it is not uncommon for them to have such a small benefit, not to mention that the three words of Huang Tiandao remind them of a certain force, and there must be a conspiracy in it.

But it was not stopped at first, and by this time it was too late to find out......