Liu He looked at the rugged mountain road when he looked at it, and said with a wicked smile: "You got lost and found this place by mistake, right?" ”

The little old man said angrily: "What do you know, this is called blessing!" ”

Liu He smiled, looked back at the golden lake, and said with a little regret: "This place is really good, but it's a pity that I didn't have three years to stay here." ”

The little old man knocked the ashes in the cigarette pouch and pot again, and then said slowly: "It doesn't take three years to last, just three months." ”

Liu He turned his head and looked at the little old man suspiciously.

The little old man said unhurriedly: "You tried it just now, and the movement in the lake water is really smooth. This is the greatest effect of the immortal pool, which can speed up the speed of cultivation. Practicing in the immortal pond for an hour, the top is usually a month. Twelve hours in a day is equal to a year. Three months and ninety days, you are here, which is equivalent to the practice of others for nearly a hundred years. ”

Liu He thought for a while and said with a smile: "According to this, you have lived here for three years, aren't you already invincible in the world?" ”

The little old man took a deep breath of cigarette, slowly exhaled it, and said calmly: "Everyone's instrument is different, I am already the age of sunset, although my skills have improved in the past three years, it is difficult to make a breakthrough." And you are different, although your skills are far beyond your peers, it seems that there is still a lot of leeway, and if you take time, you may not be able to become the best in the world. ”

Liu He lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

I don't dare to say that it takes three years, but he can still get it in three months, if these three months can be exchanged for the first place in the world, this account is a great deal.

After thinking about it, Liu He said: "I came out in a hurry today, and I didn't say hello to anyone, if I stay here for three months, I'm afraid there will be trouble, I will go back to Chengdu first, and after taking care of everything, I will come here to meet my predecessors." ”

The little old man smiled and waved his hand, "Don't be so troublesome, I have my own way to inform my two teachers and nephews in Chengdu, and let them tell you for you, from now on, you, just soak in this water." ”

With that, the little old man walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Until sunset, Liu He was always immersed in the lake, motionless, like a statue, allowing the waves on the surface of the lake to impact his body.

His eyes were closed and his expression was calm, but his heart was surging, and an inexplicable excitement always filled his body.

He seemed to be able to feel the flow of every true qi in his body, this clear feeling was unprecedented, and he could even feel that every time the true qi flowed through his body, his strength increased by a point.

A person who seems to have no desire or desire will be deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself when faced with an unprecedentedly powerful force that has descended on him.

Liu He finally realized what it meant to be thirsty for power.

Sunset, sunrise, and sunset, Liu He soaked in the lake for a whole day without sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next night.

The little old man with a cigarette gun smiled at him and placed two steamed buns wrapped in lotus leaves on the shore.

Liu He walked to the shore, picked up the steamed buns and ate them.

Although the steamed buns don't have any taste, they feel extra sweet in the mouth.

Liu He stopped and thought about it, yes, it's sweet.

It's a simple truth, saliva is mixed with starch and converted into sugar.

After a whole day of sleeplessness, Liu He, who had not eaten a drop of water, felt that he could still live under his tongue at this time, relying on the lake behind him.

No, it's Xianchi, Liu He suddenly felt that this name was too appropriate.

"My master told me that if there is tension and relaxation, in order to cultivate the righteous path, let's sleep on the shore tonight." The little old man knocked the ashes of his cigarette and went down the hill with his hands behind his back.

Soaked and cold, Liu He looked at the wet clothes on his body, and remembered the sentence that every time he came back from the rain when he was a child, the elders would hang on his lips.

He was just about to take off his coat when an exciting thought popped into his head.

He found a boulder and sat down, and the water from his clothes immediately flowed down the boulder, and he did not pay attention to it, but sat cross-legged, and put his hands on his knees, palms up, thumb and middle finger interlocked.

This posture was made by him by imitating those martial arts masters based on his impression, not to mention whether it worked or not, at least from the mentality, Liu He felt that it was very useful.

A moment later, a wisp of white smoke began to rise above Liu He's head, followed by the same all over his body, and as the white smoke dissipated, the moisture on his clothes gradually disappeared.

Liu He opened his eyes and looked at his dry clothes excitedly.

Sure enough, letting the True Qi run fast will produce a very strong heat.

As for why this kind of heat that can evaporate water vapor doesn't burn himself, Liu He doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, he only knows that at this time, he has really stepped into the ranks of first-class masters.

Looking at the fairy pond in front of him, Liu He had a strong desire to return to the lake, but remembering the words left by the little old man before going down the mountain, Liu He still suppressed this impulse.

After all, controlling one's mind is also a necessary way to become a master.

Instead of soaking in the lake, Liu He reluctantly accepted it, and spent a night alone in this wilderness, Liu He also accepted, but the bigger problem came.

He hadn't closed his eyes for two days and one night, and he wasn't sleepy at all.

Liu He's character is extremely impatient, and he can't be idle for a while, if he sits stupidly in this wilderness for a night, he must be crazy.

What should you do with this time?

Practice? This thought only flashed through Liu He's mind, and after tasting the refreshing feeling of cultivating in the immortal pool, it was obvious that cultivating on the shore could no longer satisfy Liu He's appetite.

After staring at the moonlit lake for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Liu He's mouth, and then he crossed his knees again and closed his eyes.

What determines a person's martial arts achievements is not talent, but the amount of equipment, and everyone has a pond in their body, which is the amount of equipment.

The little old man said this sentence yesterday, and the ancestor of the Chen family also said it at the beginning.

Liu He really wanted to see how big his weapon was.

Mobilizing True Qi is simply easy for Liu He now, although no one has taught him how to consider his own strength, through cultivation, Liu He thinks that it seems to be a feasible way to concentrate True Qi on one point.

Facts have proved that the so-called universal truth in martial arts is correct.

After condensing all the true qi in his body into one point, a pond really appeared in Liu He's mind.