A place that is pitch black and boundless, and it is very dark and boundless.

"Ahh Don't wow! ”

I saw Fang Suqin squatting in a corner, hugging Li Shiyan, sobbing and shouting.

"Woo woo woo ............"

But Li Shiyan was crying in Fang Suqin's arms, looking a little scared, as if she was frightened.

There were several familiar corpses lying on the ground, namely: Yang Hong, Chen Hua, Liu Yu, Huang Jun, Zhao Yun, Wen Chou, Jiang Yiqu, Su You, and Jiao Touch.

From time to time, a man with a dragon sword in his hand was approaching Fang Suqin's direction, which made them afraid, and he moved his hips that were attached to the ground and slowly moved backwards.

When the man came to them, they looked up at the man, the man raised the dragon sword in his hand and swung down, Fang Suqin and Li Shiyan fell in a pool of blood one after another............

When the man with only his back turned his face sideways, the man was none other than Liu Wenbin, his eyes were glowing red, and he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly............

"Ahh …… No...... Yan'er ...... Suqin ...... Yes! ”

Liu Wenbin shouted the names of Fang Suqin and Li Shiyan in his sleep, his expression was very painful, and he struggled on the bed again, with cold sweat on his forehead, as if he had seen something he didn't want to see.

"Ah!!h

After Liu Wenbin screamed, he woke up from it, his eyes widened, and he looked at the top of the tent.

"Whew! Call! Call! Call! It turned out to be a nightmare, and this dream was too real. It turned out that I was going to cut down the people of Tsuneyama Murakami? ”

Liu Wenbin stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat that came out of his forehead, then sat up, looked around, and saw that the soldiers outside the camp gate were still patrolling, and he knew that everything was safe and sound, it was just a nightmare he had, so he said.

However, Liu Wenbin looked at his side and found that one thing that made him most unaccustomed was that Li Shiyan did not sleep next to him.

Liu Wenbin then thought about what he had to do, and thought, "Early morning is the most suitable time for practice, and Bian Xi is waiting to surrender." ”

Then Liu Wenbin got out of bed to change his clothes and wash them.

It's time for ......

Today's morning is relatively cool, the weather is cloudy, there is no sun to reflect the earth, and the birds have not come out to sing, it seems that it is time to prepare for the heavenly nectar, today everyone wore a few more clothes to resist this cold weather.

After Liu Wenbin finished washing, he came back to the desk in the camp tent and picked up the three books that the old woodcutter gave him yesterday, and thought: "Yesterday, the old man said that among the three secret books, this "Taoist Internal Strength Heart Method" is the basic skill in the three books, so I was instructed to start learning from this one. ”

"Whoever practices this practice must meditate on it. Long-term cultivators: physical and mental health, illness and illness, prolongation of life, young people walk lightly, luck in the body, the old crane has a childish face, does not show signs of decay. ”

Liu Wenbin opened the first page of the book called "Taoist Internal Strength and Heart Method" and read the content on it.

"I thought it was a secret book for cultivating immortals? It turned out to be a health refining qi scripture, but although it is a health refining qi meridian, maybe it will have its mysteries, right? Let's practice first, shall we? ”

Liu Wenbin was moved by this introduction, and said softly to himself.

Song Duel:

The first paragraph: Close your eyes and sit in meditation, holding on to your mind.

"I'm ...... It's a bit familiar. ”

When Liu Wenbin saw the title of this first paragraph, he felt a bit like watching martial arts movies in his previous life, meditating and practicing internal skills.

"Anyone who practices this section is a bit arduous, those with good qualifications can be completed in one and a half days, and those with poor qualifications must pass in three days, and test the ability of individuals to adapt to meditation and dust-free. If the mind is connected with Tai Chi, the feeling is like melting into the heaven and the earth, and this section is practiced into the ear. ”

"Method: Sit cross-legged on a futon or a large square stool or bed, gently close your eyes, lick the palate with your tongue, get rid of distracting thoughts in your heart, and breathe (gently and silently) for 10 minutes. The sitting posture requires the body to be straight (the spine is straight, the waist should not be weak), and the body should not lean back. Note: Grip solid, a gesture of the hand in qigong practice. The way to hold it is to put the thumb under the four little fingers, or pinch the middle of the middle finger with the big finger, and close the four fingers together in the palm of the hand. Meditation: It is to meditate and rest, and the mind does not wander. ”

Liu Wenbin recited the first paragraph of the "Taoist Internal Strength Method" softly, and secretly memorized the content in his heart.

"Okay, let's start cultivating from this section."

Liu Wenbin put the books together, put them on the side of the bed, then sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, sat upright, breathed for ten minutes, and then began to enter the inner cultivation.

At first, however, the nightmare of yesterday reappeared in his closed eyes, and the image kept coming back to his mind.

"These are all distracting thoughts, sit with your eyes closed, hold your mind and meditate on God, and sit and meditate on what you learn is not to be affected by the five views and six senses inside and outside, so you don't have to pay attention to it."

When Liu Wenbin saw this scene again, he was almost scared to wake up again, but as soon as he remembered that he was meditating and meditating now, he knew that the distracting thoughts on weekdays would emerge and attack him, affecting his own cultivation.

However, there are all kinds of different miscellaneous thoughts in the sea of consciousness, and different miscellaneous thoughts attack him, such as the defeat of the army in the Yellow Turban Thief, Fang Suqin's misfortune, his own death, Li Shiyan is lost, the generals are all dead, Yang Hong defected, Changshan Village can no longer accommodate himself, all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts come from the sea of consciousness endlessly, in order to attract Liu Wenbin's attention, as long as Liu Wenbin is attracted to one of them, he will fail to cultivate, but Liu Wenbin gradually becomes sleepy, no matter what kind of picture appears in his eyes and mind, Liu Wenbin also didn't bother.

In a dark and boundless world, Liu Wenbin sat quietly in it, closed his eyes and meditated, not moving at all, steady as Mount Tai, still as water, it was obvious that this dark and boundless world was in Liu Wenbin's sea of consciousness......

"Liu Wenbin, why are you unmoved? These should be the things you fear the most! ”

In Liu Wenbin's sea of consciousness, Fang Suqin walked out and asked Liu Wenbin, but Liu Wenbin was still unmoved, so he didn't say half a sentence.

"Wenbin, let's do what a couple should do, right?"

Fang Suqin approached Liu Wenbin again, and used his slender hand to scratch Liu Wenbin's face and chest, and also made some charming and moving expressions, as if he was seducing Liu Wenbin, and Liu Wenbin was as silent as death, sitting firmly in place, unmoved, because he knew in his heart that it was all hallucinations, and once he was moved, he would fail, however, his own body had subtle feelings, and he felt that the air became more and more estru......