PS: Dear friends, thank you for being with you all the way. This book is Wushan's first book, and the road to writing has just begun. The third part, ready to write about cultivating immortals, here is a little try, it can be regarded as a test of water.

The Yulin area is currently the richest area in Qinling Province except for the ancient provincial capital.

It is reported that Yulin's per capita income has long exceeded the ancient name, but because the secretary of the prefectural party committee, Ping Da, is low-key and pragmatic, and he has deducted and deducted some numbers.

Rao is so, last year, Yulin was still ranked 10th in the country's regional-level units.

In front are Yizhou, southern Guangdong, Ouluotai, etc., and several are provincial capitals.

This morning, Heida, as usual, opened the newspaper.

After reading Wushan's news, he was silent.

In the middle of the night, he took out his mobile phone and called his father.

"It's for the sake of that kid in Wushan, right?" Ping Lao's voice is as steady as ever.

"How do you know?" Ping Da was a little surprised.

He was a thorough materialist who did not believe that his father would be a prophet.

"As the saying goes, knowing the son is better than the father." Ping Lao's voice sounded on the phone: "Generally, even if you encounter great difficulties, you will find a way to overcome them yourself. ”

"Dad, I know who did it." A hint of surprise flashed on Pingda's face, and he quickly became solemn: "I doubt that they are crazy and bite people when they see them." ”

"That's not it," Ping Lao looked indifferent, "or that kid is too aggressive." ”

"Yulin and Ouluotai are both advanced areas in the country. But the kid in Wushan was a little in a hurry. If only he had the stability of his father. ”

Even though Ouluotai is very outstanding in the regional-level units, Ping Lao is more optimistic about the Southern Guangdong Special Economic Zone, where he lives all year round. Silently observing the changes in southern Guangdong.

The gun shot out of the forest bird, and he made one action after another, making the pursuers a little desperate. As a last resort, making such a decision is a taboo in officialdom. ”

"Dad, do you think this kid in Wushan can still turn over?" Heida was a little worried and inadvertently interrupted his father's words.

"Do you think that Lao Zhaotou, Monk Xu and his father-in-law are soft persimmons?" Ping Lao sneered: "The reason for these attacks. Except for his two wives, none of them can stand. ”

"And what attitude do you think I should take?" Ping Da was very anxious, in his feelings. The other party may aim at himself next time.

"Do what you have to do! You're just a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, do you really take yourself seriously? Ping Lao warned: "If you join in, you will fulfill the other party's wish." ”

"There are some people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Wushan resigned. It's already disrupted their rhythm. A punch in the air. Enough for them. ”

"Dad, do you think it's the old or the young one making a move?" Pingda has never been at ease.

"The old gang of people, I know very well that if you don't make a move, it's enough, and one shot is enough to kill people." Ping Lao analyzed: "I can't even find anyone now, it's obviously a mistake, it's not an old handiwork." ”

"Alright," said the health practitioner, who came in just as he came in to check his body. The old man asked, "You don't have anything else to do, do you?" I'm going to pick up the phone. ”

"Secretary," Pingda just hung up the phone. The secretary came in and reported: "The consul of the Japanese state in ancient China is coming to visit you, how do you think I should reply?" ”

Consul of the Japanese Kingdom? He smiled coldly.

Nima, do you think this kid in Wushan has been taken down? I want to see my attitude!

"I'm busy during this time," Ping Da replied in a deep voice, "just say I'm going to the countryside to investigate." ”

"Oh," the secretary asked, turning back, "what if they ask when they're free?" ”

"I'm not free at any time," Ping Da smiled, "I said that I would visit them when I had time." After all, I'm the master. ”

As soon as he came in, he began to cultivate, and in his spare time, Wushan also wandered around with Qing Fengzi's permission.

Judging from the direction of the trees, this should be a valley, because the surrounding trees are much taller than here.

To be precise, the place where he lives is a small courtyard, and there is a wooden sign outside, which can vaguely identify the seal character of Qingfengju, which may be the cultivation place where Qingfengzi used to enter.

Near and far, there are some similar dwellings, but unfortunately some are too far apart, and the trees are lush and green, and they can't get through at all. Some walked in, as if there was a fence, and they couldn't get in.

Anyway, there is a mysterious atmosphere everywhere in this environment, and if you don't understand it, you don't ask.

Once, when he asked if this was his own residence, Qingfengzi walked away.

Wu Shan really guessed right.

The former Tianshan faction was an amazing sect.

A talent and cultivation speed like Qing Fengzi may be the treatment of a henchman disciple in other sects, but here he is just an outer disciple.

When the Tianshan Sect moved, they asked who was willing to stay, and only a few outer disciples were willing.

Everyone understands that those who stay behind are outcasts.

The earth's environment is deteriorating day by day, and those who have left cannot come back.

Among the disciples who stayed behind, some died in battle outside, and some died of old age, and only Qing Fengzi buried himself in cultivation.

When he was the only one left, he was even more closed, and he couldn't swear until a certain realm.

Fortunately, Qingfengzi has a tough personality and finally survived.

The next day, the old man continued to explain to Wushan as if he was fine.

He was originally a more withdrawn person and didn't like to communicate with people very much.

But tens of thousands of years later, his eyes are full of loneliness, and he is only accompanied by the puppets left by the master.

I received an Izumoko, and I was cultivating all day long.

He likes Cong Ji very much, and he feels that his talent is many times better than his own.

Maybe with this apprentice, he can follow in the footsteps of his ancestors in the future and find the Tianshan Sect.

At present, his skills cannot be improved, so Qingfengzi, who is a teacher, has the patience to teach Wushan.

On the one hand, it is because he has been lonely for too long, and on the other hand, because he is the biological father of the disciple.

When the child first came. At night, I keep calling "Dad, Mom, Brother" in my dreams.

In any case, I still owe others a favor.

"Still haven't found your dantian?" Qingfengzi was a little anxious.

Back then, after he entered the Tianshan faction. I found my dantian in two days.

However, at that time, the Tianshan Sect was a fairyland on earth, and mortals could live a long life here for a period of time.

"I'm not sure," Wu Shan hesitated, "Dao Chief, when I breathe with my consciousness, it feels as if Qi is coming in from the soles of my feet and the top of my head. ”

"Alas," Qingfengzi sighed, "cultivators. One dantian is the best, two are second, and three are even more inferior. ”

"A man from a dantian. Cultivation is twice the result with half the effort, and the cover door is cultivated well, and it becomes a leakless body. ”

"Like two dantian people, it is difficult to reach a high realm. As for the three. It's simply not possible. ”

"It's like we're filling water in water bags. A small hole, plugged to hold water. ”

"When there are two small holes, we need to plug two places."

"It is simply impossible to block multiple places at the same time, because people can only be distracted for two purposes at most, how can it be distracted for multiple purposes and pay attention to several places at the same time?"

Wu Shan was a little depressed when he said this, and he left it behind when he shook his head.

I didn't come in specifically to cultivate. Just trying to get out of the way, there's nowhere safer than here for the time being.

"Thank you, Chief!" Wu Shan solemnly clenched his fists: "I just want to strengthen my body." Nothing else. If you can see my son, it will be the greatest blessing. ”

"Don't talk about it again!" Qingfengzi waved his hand and said categorically: "When it's time to meet you, I'll naturally meet." ”

From Ji Neng cultivation, Wushan, who is a father, is very happy.

As the foreigner said, God closes a door and opens several windows for you.

Maybe it's because the child has been a little autistic since he was a child, so he can cultivate without distractions.

He doesn't want to become a reclusive figure from Congji, as long as he can take care of his own life.

What should be understood, Wushan understands.

Qingfengzi said that what he is currently practicing is fur kung fu, and his external skills are to the extreme.

Not to mention swords, even guns in modern society cannot hurt a bit.

To put it bluntly, after the skin is exercised, the muscles, blood and bones inside should be exercised.

This qiē has to sense the dantian, gather the qi in the dantian, and then flow in all directions along the meridians in the body.

Huh? Wu Shan had a whim, if I didn't care about other places, how about the cultivation of one part at a time?

Just do it when you think of it, this is the inherent style of Wushan in both the previous life and this life.

Consciousness gradually gathered to the Baihui acupoint above the head, anyway, no matter what Qingfengzi said, the head and heart are the most important organs.

In Western medicine, there is brain death or heart death, but there is no such thing as death of feet and death.

At this moment, Wushan suddenly opened up, paid attention to it for a long time, and finally caught a light purple thing in the air, which gradually poured into the Baihui acupoint with the reverse abdominal breathing.

Is this called Qi? He almost screamed.

Fortunately, he suddenly remembered Qing Fengzi's warning, when cultivating, he must not open his eyes or be distracted, and he secretly resisted the urge of surprise.

The lilac Qi in the air gathered more and more around the Baihui acupoints, and Wushan guided them along the forehead and philtrum from the chest down to the perineum.

Once here, slowly go up along the spine and return to the Baihui acupoint.

According to Qingfengzi's description, this is a small week.

When asked what Da Zhoutian was, Lao Dao gave a roll of his eyes, which meant that the dantian should be determined first, and Xiao Zhoutian would talk about it after he finished it.

Hurt!

It is said that in Wushan today, I haven't experienced pain for a long, long time.

The last time I experienced it was when I was seriously injured in the Tangshan earthquake.

This kind of pain is completely different, it feels like thousands of ants are gnawing at their skin, as if it is itchy and painful.

Thinking of Qing Fengzi's slightly disdainful eyes, Wu Shan tried his best to endure it, guiding Qi with his consciousness, and moving forward little by little.

I don't know how much time passed, those Qi returned to the Baihui acupoint, and he involuntarily fainted in pain.

I don't know how much time passed, but I finally woke up.

Here, day and night are not clear at all, as if there is no difference at all, and it is foggy at all times.

Not far away, Pudding tilted his head and stared at him for a moment, and Huzi's eyes widened.

"Are you awake?" Qing Fengzi's voice couldn't tell whether it was kindness or anger.

For this old monster, Wushan can't have any affection.

He doesn't seem to know the feelings of human beings, and Gao Hongquan's piece of wood, compared to him, is simply a chatter.

"How long did I sleep?" Wu Shan saw that he was still meditating and stood up.

There is some numbness in my legs, but I can still walk.

"It's not very long," Qingfengzi lowered his head and pondered for a while, "It's only about twenty hours." ”

So, I've been cultivating for almost two days?

He suddenly smelled a fishy smell, sniffed everywhere, and finally realized that it was on himself.

Oops, when did you have a layer of dirt on your body?

"I'm going to wash up first, I'm out of company." Wu Shan politely confessed.

I don't know what the house is made of.

It is said that no tree in the world can last for so long, even sandalwood cannot be preserved for so long.

But I obviously feel that these items and utensils seem to be made of wood.

There was no shower here, so I found a wooden basin and fetched a bucket of water in the well.

When he went to the room and wiped his body carefully, Wushan himself could smell that even the water was a little fishy.

After several basins of water, the whole body was finally washed fresh.

"Master Wu, you're taking too much risk." Qingfengzi still has the bitter gourd face that is not flat: "However, as the so-called Noji Tailai, you have opened up the second vein of Rendu." ”

"So, have you found your dantian?" He tilted his head and looked up and down in disbelief.

"I don't know if it's a dantian," Wu Shan was a little embarrassed: "Anyway, the consciousness doesn't care about other places, just pay attention to your own Baihui acupoints." ”

"Huh? Is that okay? Qingfengzi Furui Wubo's face finally appeared surprised.

At the same time, he was somewhat inexplicably sentimental.

I think back then, my dearest brother, like the tall man in front of him, was also three dantians, destined to be unable to cultivate, and finally died of depression.

The two have been together since their parents died and have always been together.

The people who were asked by the sect to stay behind back then did not have themselves, it was Qingfengzi who insisted on staying.

In the Tianshan faction, although he is not the most valued group, he is definitely not an outcast of the sect, he is listed as a reserve elite, and has been silently observed by the high-level.

The death of his younger brother made Qingfengzi a little disheartened.

Perhaps it is this obsession that allows him to reach the heights that many core disciples must look up to for the rest of their lives.

"What's wrong? Is it the wrong way? Wu Shan saw that this old man had not spoken for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong," Qingfuzi finally had a human expression on his face, and he muttered, "You're taking the path that no one has ever taken before." ”

Lao Dao said that people who have just started cultivating, whether it is Wushan or Congji, cannot directly eat the food here.

Anything they can't digest.

Only by taking it step by step can you enjoy the food of the Tianshan pie slowly.

Anyway, every time he came to see him, he appeared out of nowhere, and he didn't know where he planted the seeds he had brought from the outside.

At first, he added a small leaf, which was the size of a fingernail, and Wu Shan thought that this old man was too picky.

However, when I saw the pudding that I ate everything and rolled on the ground in pain, I realized that Lao Dao said that it was better for him to let the puppy excrete.

As for the tiger, it has no interest in all the plants here, and only eats cooked meals.

Gradually, Qingfengzi spent more time in the courtyard, observing Wushan's cultivation on the side.

"Whimsical wizard!" From time to time, he muttered to himself: "It's actually like blood like mercury." (To be continued......)