After listening to this, Mu Sheng trembled, and an inexplicable force surged all over his body, so Mu Sheng clenched his fists and looked at Mu Zhi's back. Mu Zhi finally turned around and said quietly: "The first image of the Four Elephants Mental Method, concentrating." ”

"If you have a will, you will listen to your heart without listening to your ears, and you will listen to your heart without listening to your heart......!"

The first image of the Four Elephants Mind emphasizes the emptiness and clarity of the practitioner's heart, so as to refine and control one's own true qi, which is the basis for practicing the Immortal Dharma. Teaching the heart lasted for an hour, Sui Musheng listened very carefully, Mu Zhi also taught very carefully, although Mu Zhi did not understand it thoroughly, but the experience gained from more than ten years of penance also benefited Sui Musheng a lot.

Mu Zhi stood up and handed Sui Musheng a wooden sword, "Let's go, go and try it, yesterday I swung the sword four times out of a hundred to engrave a stroke on the stone slab, I don't know if I can improve today." ”

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The two walked out of the door and came to a stone slab, and Mu Zhi raised his sword and pointed at the stone slab, "The meridians are transparent, and luck is on the sword." I saw the wooden sword in Mu Zhi's hand shaking unnaturally, obviously the caster was trying to maintain the true qi on the sword.

"Qi breaks through the sky!hey!" shouted, Mu Zhi swung his sword forward, and the sound of friction was faintly heard on the stone slab, but there were no nicks, but it seemed to have fallen a few extremely fine stone dust.

Mu Zhi didn't see any embarrassment, put the sword in front of his chest, and tried to condense the true qi on the sword, "Qi breaks through the sky! Hey!" is another sword, but it's a pity that this time not even the slightest stone dust on the stone slab has fallen.

Swinging the sword a hundred and two, and finally carved a stroke, Mu Zhi gasped, as if the true yuan was greatly consumed, "Two swords have been improved, this is the biggest progress in history." Haha, you try it. ”

Then Mu Sheng solemnly stood up with his sword on his chest, extracting the true yuan in the meridians according to the formula, but he didn't see the shadow of the true qi for a long time.

So Mu Sheng tried his best, his body trembled secretly, and he used his strength to eat, and with a "poof", the true qi was not extracted, but he let out a fart.

The two were stunned for a moment, Mu Zhiqiang couldn't help laughing, and patted Sui Musheng's shoulder, "Cultivation is not day and night, the emphasis is on persistence, take your time, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." It's not too early, go back and rest. ”

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Under the moonlight, the two went back to the house, and after returning to the house, Mu Sheng did not sleep in his clothes, lit a dim kerosene lamp, held a sword in front of his chest, and continued to practice until he collapsed to the ground tired.

Get up again and hold on a little longer.

Until the will also collapsed.

So Mu Sheng lay on the ground, panting hard, cultivating immortals is like climbing a mountain for him, no wonder Immortal Dao attaches so much importance to qualifications. The qualifications are too poor, and it is simply impossible to cultivate immortals.

Sui Musheng's heart was very chaotic, tired but couldn't sleep, his headache was tight, the once burning will was extinguished by the cold water of reality, and distracting thoughts came one after another, for some reason, then Musheng suddenly remembered the night in the nameless ancient temple, the old monk taught the secret of purifying the heart.

I couldn't get up anymore, and I silently recited the mantra in my heart and ran according to the law, but for a moment, I really calmed myself down. The heart is peaceful and peaceful, dust-free......

Extreme tiredness hit, and then Mu Sheng's eyes went dark and he fell asleep.

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The rooster crowed three times, Mu Zhi got up slowly, stretched his waist, pushed open the door and walked out, ready to fetch water, lifted the lid of the water tank, and was surprised to find that the water in the water tank was actually full.

In addition to being stunned, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a faint light in the cabin, turned to look, and heard several sounds of hammering iron from the cabin, and some of them were silent, obviously extremely unskilled.

Mu Zhi pushed open the door and looked at the sweaty figure holding a freshly baked red iron sword with iron tongs, "Master, what do you think of this red iron sword?"

The body of the sword is crooked, and the blade is slightly blunt, no different from yesterday, but Mu Zhi solemnly took the sword, "Child, in terms of iron, you are the most talented person I have ever seen. ”

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The rest of the days are like this, the two get up early in the morning, shuttle in the forest, back and forth to carry water, although it is hard work, but there is a wood on the side to introduce the mountains, rivers, water and wood, and strange things are also interesting.

When I came back from carrying water, I would strike iron throughout the day, and I would stay up all night to practice at night, and practice the heart purification technique again before going to bed, so as to eliminate distracting thoughts and sleep peacefully. The days are hard but fulfilling, the bamboo house is located in a remote place, there are few people to come and go, and the two are also happy to be idle.

Not only did he teach Sui Musheng the techniques of making iron utensils, but sometimes on a whim, Mu Zhi also taught some miscellaneous things, such as bamboo house repair, pottery making, etc., and Sui Musheng also loved to learn. The ordinary time flows slowly between this teaching and learning, and one day after half a year:

"Master, what do you think of this red iron sword. Then Mu Sheng turned around and handed Mu Zhi a red iron sword. Half a year of iron cultivation made Sui Musheng a lot stronger, and he looked powerful.

Mu Zhi looked at the sword carefully, the iron was pure, and the sword body was straight, which seemed to show the unyielding will of the fighter.

"Very good!" Mu Zhi said with a smile, "I can use it as your saber for the time being." ”

Then Mu Sheng clenched his fists and cheered.

Mu Zhi looked at Sui Musheng with a smile, in this remote place, a rare laugh.

"Go to celebrate, go to the back mountain to catch a few rabbits, and roast the rabbits at night to eat. ”

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With the blazing bonfire, Mu Zhi gulped down rabbit meat, drank sake, and asked, "Mu Sheng, how is your immortal practice? ”

"I'm not sure, I guess it's a laughing stock if I go, let's not go this time, I want to learn to strike iron with the master first." Sui Musheng said vaguely.

"Then how can you do it, how can you know if you can't do it if you don't try, young people, you have to have some experience, you have to pursue, you can't be like me old man. ”

"Uh, okay. ”