"Without further ado, follow me. ”

The old man said, turned and walked in the direction of the valley. Playing with life did not say much, it followed. The two didn't walk fast. It's leisurely to play with your life, looking around. There is a momentum of sightseeing.

As we get closer to the valley, the fragrance of flowers comes to our faces. Sniff and enjoy the good time. The birds and flowers everywhere make you want to stay here for a moment, of course, you think about it for a moment, this kind of place is suitable for sightseeing, not suitable for permanent residence, or it is too boring. I really can't figure out how this bad old man can hold back...

"It's here. ”

The old man said softly.

I looked around and was satisfied.

It's a valley rather than the bottom of a cliff, and when you look up at the sky, you can see the mountain standing straight on both sides of the life. This valley must have been developed by later generations. This bit of play is certain, this mountain was obviously split by someone. However, after the passage of time and the baptism of years, this valley seems less terrifying. After all, the jungle is irrigated, and the incision is also covered with moss. And the same is true under the valley. It gives people the feeling of being isolated from the world and not asking about the world. It's also comfortable to play with your life.

In this situation, he completely forgot that he still had his master by his side. Leave cultivation behind. Because of this, the ass was kicked head-on by the master.

The play with a kick seems out of place here. The valley reverberates with the bitter **.

"Ah。。。。。。。 ”

"Stinky boy, did I let you come here to let you enjoy the scenery?"

The old man looked at his painful face and said.

"Master, you know it's wrong. ”

Staggered to his feet. I meditated on the spot. Strive to find a trace of true qi from the body and introduce it into the mind.

"Who is your master? The old man said that after all my cultivation, I can accept you as a closed disciple. Hurry up and meditate!" the old man in white urged.

Playing with life is no longer considered a cultivator. If an ordinary person wants to step into the step of a cultivator, he must rely on himself to find the source of that trace of true qi in his body.

Anyone will have true qi from birth, of course, the path is different, and some people choose to live a stable life. There are also people who want to cultivate and struggle for a lifetime, but if they want to cultivate, they need to have a mental method, and generally the descendants of the family who have not cultivated have to go to the auction house to spend a lot of money to buy the mental method if they want to cultivate. After all, the condensation of a cultivator's true qi and the mental method complement each other.

And what he is doing at the moment is to find the source of true qi in his body. Carefully sensing every inch of skin and every drop of flesh and blood in his body.

Time seemed to stand still, and I had been sitting here for hours. If it wasn't sweat that exposed the state of playing at this time, others would really think he was asleep.

At first, the master watched quietly, but now he leaned against the trunk behind him and ate the fruit.

Although he is looking for the source of true qi, he must have sensed the movements of the outside world. But I didn't care about my life.

"Don't get distracted. ”

An abrupt voice echoed through the mind of the deadly.

The strong above the ground level can be used, and once again he feels that his master is unfathomable, of course, he already knows that this person is not simple from the first sight of the old man. Not surprisingly.

Immediately after that, the old man had already walked in front of the dead, and began to punch and kick again, a fat beating, this time even more severely than the last time. I don't dare to complain if I play with my life. I can only run slowly, and my mind is strong.

Playing with life and eating pain, I deflated my mouth slightly. But he still endured it, let the master's fists and feet act recklessly on him, and he was not idle, he still sat steadily, looking for the source of true qi in his body.

Strange to say, although I have been beaten for my life, although the place where I was beaten is black and purple, there is a feeling of numbness, which is painful and happy. The corners of the mouth are raised. I feel that this kind of suffering is going to be enjoyable.

Seeing this, the old man was full of energy, and he was a stick of incense to cover his face. This time it's much stronger than just now. I can't bear it. The corners of his mouth slowly pulled down.

"Twenty percent strength. ”

The old man said that his hands were not idle.

In the valley, playing with his life has been beaten to a state of suspended animation, even so, he has not escaped the poisonous hand of the old man, the old man's strength has not changed, and he is still beating his life with a blue nose and swollen face. . .

The consciousness of playing with his life has not disappeared, and he still mechanically operates the inner method of the body, and walks in every inch of the place where he is beaten. Playing with life is bitter in my heart. If it goes on like this, it won't last long, and I have to lie on the ground and not move again.

Although he was in a hurry, he had to work his mind a little bit to find the source of true qi in his body. The pain brought by the outside world is really unbearable, and he grins in pain.

Strange: Where is the true qi source in the body hidden?

I searched for it and was a little surprised. Don't I have a true source of qi in my body?

I was a little anxious, so I hurriedly searched again.

Or not!

How is this good, at this moment, playing with life is at the critical juncture of being in a coma or not being in a coma, you can't say that you want to stop it, you can't ask the master, and all the problems now can only be solved by playing with your life.

Time passes minute by minute.

One day, two days, ,,, three days,,,,

The old man seemed to know that this process could not be completed in a day and a half, so he came over every day during the day to beat him up. When you're tired, take a break. Sometimes when I have nothing to do at night, I come over and punch a few times, and I always feel uncomfortable not hitting a few times.

Today's fatal eyes are black and unkempt. The expression was solemn and unusually tired.

In the past few days, there have been no more than 1,800 times of carpet-like exploration of the skin of the body. I just can't find that trace of true qi source.

I searched again, but I couldn't find it, so I had to go to the master.

Suddenly, when he tried to find the direction of his forehead, he found something unusual.

A transparent true qi was quietly generated.

That's right, his own seven-attribute physique, coupled with the special nature of his own mental method, the fusion of the seven attributes may become transparent.

It's no wonder that I can't find it, but now I can see the difference, maybe it's because my insight has improved after fusing the new mental method.

Playing with his life was ecstatic, guiding the true qi source to slowly move towards the dantian. The process is not slow.

A few hours later ...

"It's done!"

Laughing with his life, he didn't look like he had slept for a few days.

Call..

Luckily, I found it. On the night of the seventh day, the old man finally found the source of true qi, and the old man didn't beat his life today, maybe he forgot. Maybe it's because I know that I have to meditate today.

Finding the true source of qi is a lot more gratifying to play with life. Although there is a limit to the cultivation level, if there is no true qi source, there is really no way to cultivate in the later stage.

Fortunately, I searched again, and if I gave up halfway, I might really have lost all my efforts. Talking to himself with a happy life.