It has been several days since Lao Wang left, and in the past few days, Ling Zijie has not gone out, but has been concentrating on his strength at home.

It's not that he gave up helping the Yang family, it's not that he's afraid of the Dark Night Organization, but what Lao Wang said and the tasks he assigned, he has formed a kind of trust since he was a child, since Lao Wang said that everything was handed over to him, then he didn't have to worry about everything before.

Right now, it is the first priority to quickly cultivate and join the security group that Lao Wang said to hunt spirits, after all, what kind of super soldier training system is put on oneself, just like carrying a time bomb all the time, not necessarily one day when the energy is exhausted, he will be destroyed.

To be honest, the cultivation of this sense of qi is indeed a difficult process, but although this process is difficult, it has not yet reached the point where he is helpless.

After these days of understanding, he found that Mo Hanyan's description of qi was not very accurate, or that little girl was not particularly clear, because with his understanding, he did not feel the so-called qi sense, but realized his own spirit.

Yes, he called the thing he felt as the spirit of energy, it was a feeling that was difficult to describe, and in the early morning when he was full of energy, he could feel that energy was present in his body, very ethereal and ethereal, but real.

At the beginning, he had nothing to do with that energy, they wandered in their bodies aimlessly, sometimes in the Lingtai and sometimes in the dantian*one*book*read*small*ybdu, irregular, and he had no way to urge them, let alone follow his instructions.

But he didn't give up, he still worked hard every day, constantly trying various methods, and finally, when those energies wandered into the meridians, his long-awaited reaction finally came.

Those energies were finally obedient, and they began to slowly gather in the meridians under his urging, no longer wandering around like before, but converging in the meridians.

The change made him very excited, and although the energies weren't particularly sensitive to his instructions, he was already able to try to push them a short distance, and sometimes they would stagnate in the meridians, but at least he could move them on.

According to the method of Mo Hanyan, he continued to gather the energy in his body, accumulating in the meridians little by little, and she said that when she sensed the qi in her body, she continued to circulate in the body according to a specific line, and cultivated and strengthened this energy.

She also said that the strength of qi also determines a person's cultivation realm, the stronger the qi of a person, the stronger the combat power that bursts out, and when the qi is condensed to a certain extent, you can break through the obstacles and become a real innate powerhouse.

It's just that what is a congenital powerhouse and how to become an innate powerhouse, Mo Hanyan didn't say it in the text message, not only that, but even after feeling the qi, Mo Hanyan didn't give the next operation route to cultivate the qi and make it continuously stronger.

"It's too stingy, it's really just an introductory chapter." After Ling Zijie gathered all his spirit, he took out his mobile phone and read the text messages several times, but he didn't even find a specific line about cultivation word by word, and he couldn't help beating his chest.

What is this called, this girl is too real, either don't give it, or give a more detailed one, it's really uncomfortable if you can't go up or down.

It's like when you're in a hurry to urinate on the street, and finally someone has indicated the location of the public toilet, and when you get to the door, you find that the door is locked, it's so fucked.

In fact, Ling Zijie was wrong to blame Mo Hanyan, those hidden families attached great importance to any of their own cultivation methods, it was impossible for them to spread the cultivation methods, and it was already a violation of the clan rules to give him the most basic introductory chapter, if they told him the real cultivation route, I am afraid that Mo Hanyan and him would have been erased by the law enforcers in their family long ago.

There is a reason why the family attaches great importance to cultivation methods, and the most important foundation of any family is to have its own unique family heritage, and it is these inheritances that have allowed them to multiply and grow continuously in the long course of history.

If his most important cultivation method is obtained by others, then this family will not be far from extinction.

Lying on the sofa and sensing the energy in his body again, Ling Zijie shook his head helplessly, without a cultivation line, he didn't dare to try it easily, once something went wrong, it was likely that his life would be lost.

After taking a few glances at the meridian map of the human body, he threw it down casually, the direction of those meridians had long been engraved in his mind, and even now as long as he closed his eyes, he could clearly sense the dense meridians in his body, but so what, no matter how clear the meridians were, he didn't dare to put his energy into it at will.

After lying down for a while, he took out the wooden figure, that is, the meridian puppet given to him by the strange old Chinese medicine doctor, looked at the lines on his body, and muttered to himself.

"Alas......, Wooden Man, Wooden Man, although you have so many meridian lines drawn on your body, do you know that those meridians are the ones that can be used for cultivation?" He held the puppet up in front of his eyes and sighed as he spoke.

His gaze slowly skimmed over the lines on the puppet's body, and the lines were drawn one by one very clearly, no different from the one on the picture, and no different from what he sensed from his body.

After a while, he lay on the sofa with a puppet in his hand, closing his eyes and resting.

He was thinking about how to get a set of cultivation methods, it was impossible to let Mo Hanyan come over, he had already told her that he didn't need it, and now he went to ask for it from others, and he couldn't pull this face.

"Why don't you let Lao Wang think of a way? Since that old guy knows that I am cultivating my qi, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to help. He was talking to himself while holding the puppet, and by accident, the puppet fell from his hand and fell straight to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, and he hurriedly looked down, only to see that the wooden man's head had been broken off, and he rolled out a long way away.

"This ......" Ling Zijie raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said to himself: "If you are in a bad mood, even a wooden person bullies people." ”

After saying that, he got up and picked up the puppet's body, took a few steps forward and picked up the head, looking at it one by one, thinking about how to put the head back.

But at this moment, a piece of white silk around the puppet's neck caught his attention.

"What is this?" He reached out and pinched the small piece of white silk that was exposed, and frowned.

The white silk was exposed from the puppet's body, only a little bit was exposed, and the back part seemed to be hidden in the puppet's body, but this was just a puppet used to learn the meridians of the human body, how could there be something in it?

Is it possible to choose a Chinese medicine store at random, what treasures can you find? Although the old Chinese medicine doctor seems a little strange, it is too unreasonable.

But strange to be, what the hell is in it, he still wants to take it out and take a look.

Frowning, he tossed the puppet's head aside, pinched the exposed silk in his right hand, and pulled it out little by little.

This wooden figure doesn't look big, but the silk silk hidden inside is not small at all, but the thin silk silk is rolled into a roll, and the volume is not very large, and when Ling Zijie took it out and unfolded it, he found that this silk roll was much larger than a towel, and it was also full of words, and it was written very neatly with a brush.

"Tian Yuan Jue." He read the top three big characters word by word, and his eyes widened.

Nima, this is really bloody, the rhythm of someone sending pillows for drowsiness, and sending paper for, in a literal sense, this is really a cultivation exercise.

The silk silk was densely written with a brush and small characters, although they were all in ancient style, but this did not prevent him from reading, and quickly browsed the text, Ling Zijie lay on the sofa and smirked.

This is indeed a cultivation method, and it is also a very complete cultivation method, not only including the method of cultivating qi in the early stage, but also the cultivation method after entering the innate and even after the innate has been described, but he can't meet the requirements now, and he can't understand the things in the back.

But even so, it was enough for him to be happy, just now he was still worried about how to cultivate qi, but now not only has the problem of qi cultivation been solved, but even he has a clear direction for continuing to cultivate in the future.

"Could it be that I am the absolute protagonist of the novel with the spirit of good luck and the spirit of the king?" He laughed at himself, reached out and picked up the wooden figure with a broken head and looked at it.

"Guess that after I cultivated my qi strength, I used this method to give this thing to me, what is the origin of that old man?" Of course, he would not regard this kind of thing as a coincidence, in his career of so many years of mission, he knew that everything has a cause and effect, just like this time, the old man was definitely not an ordinary old Chinese medicine doctor, and now he was completely sure that the old man was waiting for him in that Chinese medicine hall.

It's just that he can't understand one thing, why did the old man do this, he is just a poor student who is poor and white, even if he knows that he has something to do with the Huaxia Ability Group, there is no need to calculate himself like this, and he can't get any benefit from himself by calculating himself, unless he knows that he has alien technology, but, is that possible?

He thought a lot about the silk in his hand, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't figure out why the old man did it, and in the end even he suspected that it might just be a coincidence.

"Forget it, I don't want to, since the problem in front of me has been solved, it's useless to think so much, no matter what the old guy's intentions are, anyway, this thing has already reached my hands, it's a pity not to practice."

After speaking, he spread the silk silk on the ground, carefully looked at the opening part several times, and practiced cross-legged.