Chapter 7, Cultivation
Everyone walked into the school together. The boy led the group inside, and introduced the school to everyone.
The tribe's school is a large courtyard, composed of a front yard and a back yard, the front yard is where the gods study, the back yard is the place where the teacher rests, the front yard is very large, there are stone locks and targets that are usually needed for exercise, etc., it looks similar to the practice of martial arts square, but it is much smaller than the practice of martial arts square.
The tribe's school is a one-year system, and when the next batch of divine favorites arrives, it will be the time when Li Tian's batch graduates.
Walking through the whole school, the child led everyone to the usual place where classes are held.
"Brothers, sisters will attend classes at this time in the future, you don't have to come so early." The boy with the pigtails said in his childish voice.
When Jiang Yiyan heard this, she immediately exploded, grabbed the child's pigtail angrily, and said viciously in her crisp voice: "You kid is so hateful, you know why we don't open the door when we stand outside, let us drink the northwest wind outside." ”
Shen Fei and Jiang Hong next to them also stared at Xiao Tong a little unkindly.
The pigtailed boy struggled to break away from Jiang Yiyan's demonic hand and opened a distance, and said magically with his waist: "Grandpa said, the door of the time school can only be opened, and my name is Huangshi, not a boy, my sister is so beautiful but so fierce, grandpa said that this kind of woman will not be able to marry in the future." ”
After speaking, Huang Shi ran away, leaving Jiang Yiyan to stomp his feet angrily.
After Li Tian heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, Jiang Hong even covered the corners of his mouth and laughed in a low voice, Shen Fei looked indifferent as if he didn't care about this matter.
Jiang Yiyan glared at Jiang Hong, so frightened that she quickly put away her smile.
The teaching school is an ordinary room made of common trees in the Heavenly Beast Mountain, and the facilities inside are extremely simple, a stone slab processed from black rock for writing, and a few tables, which shows that there are few gods in the tribe.
The four of them found a table in the middle and sat down to wait for the professor's teacher to arrive.
After some time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, but surprisingly the footsteps were heavy and light. Immediately after that, there was the sound of the door frame rubbing, and an old man walked in.
The four people in the school suddenly focused on the old man, the old man's hair was gray, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, but he did not look ugly, and his gray beard looked particularly kind, but the old man's left sleeve was empty, and he was still limping when he walked, so an old man could not be despised by such an old man, although the old man only had a right hand, but there was a thick cocoon on the tiger's mouth and other places on the hand, which was caused by holding the sword all year round.
"Grandpa Huang." When the four of them saw the old man coming in, they hurriedly got up and greeted.
Grandpa Huang's name is Huang Xing, the former captain of the hunting team, he was seriously injured in a hunt and retired to serve as a school teacher to train the next generation of the tribe, and most of the tribe are students of Huang Xing, even Li Tian's father.
The people in the tribe have great respect for Huang Xing, and Li Tian's children grew up listening to Huang Xing's deeds.
"Sit down, children, I know all about your situation, let's start today's lesson." After speaking, Huang Xing's cloudy gaze changed, and he began today's lecture.
As Huang Lao's old but powerful voice continued to circulate in the schoolhouse, a vast and wonderful world unfolded in front of the four of them.
A month flies by, summer goes to autumn, and the leaves are flying.
In the front yard of the school, the dazzling afternoon sunlight hits the ground through the dense leaves to form a mottled shadow, and the yard, trees, and tree shadows form a wonderful autumn picture.
The time for study and cultivation always passed very quickly, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Huang Xing's class is mainly divided into three parts, one is the practice of the gods.
The second is the understanding of monsters and herbs.
The third is fighting.
The first month is dominated by the practice of the gods.
This month's study gave Li Tian an intuitive understanding of the cultivation of the gods.
To put it simply, the practice of the Divine Dependents is also divided into two parts.
Part 1: Visualization.
The second part draws the soul.
Visualization is, in simple terms, seeing and thinking.
Each deity will enter his or her own state of mind when God gives them.
And the runes given by the totem to the gods are in the state of mind, and all the gods have to do is to visualize the runes.
Visualization is the foundation of the spiritual attainment, and the spiritual attainment is to continuously refine and grow the soul in the visualization, and when the soul grows to a certain extent, the next step can be carried out to draw the soul.
What Li Tian did this month was to visualize, keep contemplating, but Grandpa Huang said in class that the most efficient visualization is the first two hours of visualization every day, and once these two hours have passed, the efficiency of visualization will drop rapidly or even have no effect.
Therefore, the best time to practice is two hours a day.
After a month, Li Tian felt obvious changes, his ears and eyes were clear, he was full of energy, his memory and comprehension had greatly increased, it used to take a week to read and memorize a book, but now Li Tian is confident that he can complete it in half a day.
In the afternoon, under the courtyard tree, Li Tian was immersed in visualization, and his mood was divided into two halves by the black fog on the stone platform.
Li Tianxin's belief moved, and the sword-shaped runes on his head flew out, emitting a sharp silver light in the sky above the stone platform, and the other half of the black mist on the stone platform continued to roll, and the black mist would change every time he visualized, and Li Tian always felt that the black mist was also growing with his own visualization.
Li Tian in his state of mind sat down and raised his head to look directly at this sword-shaped rune visualization, as time continued to drain, the silver light emitted by the sword-shaped rune became stronger and stronger, reflecting this Li Tian, Li Tian's breath gradually became stronger, this strengthening belongs to the soul, the strength is limited but dripping into a river, but one day it will cause qualitative change.
Two hours flew by.
Li Tian, who was meditating under the tree, opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Two hours a day is really too little time to visualize, what should I do with the rest of the time, I have also finished reading the Warcraft Illustrated Book sent by Grandpa Huang." ”
Saying that, Li Tian picked up the beast skin scroll in his hand, the beast skin scroll recorded the pictograms of various monsters in the Heavenly Beast Mountain, as well as the habits and weaknesses of these monsters, some of these scrolls were summarized by the Black Rock tribe fighting monsters all year round, and the other part was bought from the large tribal capital 50 kilometers away from the Black Rock Department.
"Why don't you try to draw souls, I've never slacked off in my observation this month, and I have made great progress in my soul, so I should be able to draw souls." Thinking of this, Li Tian's heart was hot, and it became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't stop the thoughts in his heart anymore.
I closed my eyes and sank into my mind again, and began to prepare to draw the soul.
The painting soul of the second part is also simple to say.
Drawing the soul, painting the soul, as the name suggests, draws the pictogram of one's own god-given skills.
After contemplating, the soul becomes stronger, and only then does it have enough power to draw the soul.