Ink bottle held a breath in her heart, the gas she had suffered since she was a child, not as much as these days, she had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, she never asked for people, these people can be regarded as experiencing the taste of sending people under the fence.

Fortunately, the stinky boy named Liu Buyi is very good at taking care of people, although the things he makes are quite simple, and the taste is not bad.

Looking at the moon outside the window, which is getting rounder and rounder, Mo Bottler began to miss his home a little, missing the food at home, and his parents at home.

This time it was pure audacity to sneak out!

Not to mention the embarrassment all the way, she also offended a group of rogues not long ago, if she hadn't been a good child since she was a child, maybe she would have been a corpse in the deep mountains and old forests somewhere at this moment.

Today is the ninth day of the eighth month, and there are six days left, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Are you alone at home?" said the ink bottle lying on the bed, she did not look at Liu Buyi, but stared at the silver moon outside that was almost complete.

"That's right!" Liu Buyi nodded, "Since I was born, my father and mother have been gone, and I have been dependent on my grandfather since I was a child, and when I was seven years old, my grandfather also fell ill and died, and since then I am the only one in the family!"

Liu Buyi said it very lightly, so that he didn't feel sad because of these things, but Mo Zhu'er turned his head and saw the young man of the same age as himself, looking out of the window at the moment, his eyes were full of longing.

It seems that she is too harsh on him? Mo Bei'er slowly thought in his heart, compared to Liu Buyi's family background, she can be regarded as the proud daughter of the sky, no wonder he is so stingy.

"Aren't you afraid to live alone?" said Ink Bottle.

"In the past, when my grandfather just left, I was also scared, sometimes I didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear that someone would break into the house, but now I'm used to it!" Liu Buyi said.

A sentence of getting used to it, exhausting the strength and suffering in the young man's heart, the ink bottle was a little emotional, and his tone softened a lot.

"Actually, the breath is not so difficult!" said Ink Bottle suddenly.

Liu Buyi turned his head to look at the ink bottle, there was curiosity in his eyes, although Liu Buyi, who had punched more than 7,000 times, was now in much better physical condition, but he still couldn't cultivate.

Liu Buyi knew the breath of martial cultivation, but he couldn't feel the existence of qi, which was the difference between understanding and doing it personally.

"The aura of this world can be divided into spirit and qi, the spirit is the spirituality of heaven and earth, the qi is the essence of heaven and earth, the spirit is the foundation of spiritual cultivation, and the qi is the foundation of martial cultivation!"

Liu Buyi didn't know how important the words of the ink bottle were explained, because in this world, there are many cultivators who don't know the root of spirit and qi all their lives, and because of the ink bottle's family background, in her opinion, the simplest truth in this world is the truth that others dream of.

"The spirit and qi between heaven and earth are interdependent, this is the so-called aura, and the cultivator absorbs the aura, in fact, in fact, the spiritual cultivation absorbs the spirit in the aura, and the martial cultivation absorbs the qi in the aura, which is the reason for the so-called martial cultivation breath. ”

Liu Buyi nodded, and he understood.

Here the ink bottle sat up from the bed, she looked at Liu Buyi and said, "Look at me!"

Under Liu Buyi's gaze, the ink bottle pinched her fingers, in the shape of a bodhisattva sitting on a lotus platform, she closed her eyes, and after a while, around her body, there was a stream of white smoke, although the white smoke was smoke, but it was glowing with white light that was invisible to the naked eye if she didn't look carefully.

The ink bottle opened his eyes, and then said: "This is the aura, the cultivator is like a magnet, absorbing the aura from heaven and earth, and then hoarding it in the body, and the excesses of absorbing the aura are cultivation!"

It was the first time Liu Buyi witnessed the cultivator's practice, and he tried his best to record the scene in front of him as if his eyes had been opened.

Seeing this, Mo Zhu'er said to him: "This is my family's ancestral method of cultivating and gathering aura, you don't need to remember, there are countless cultivators in the world, and there are various methods of gathering aura, and you martial arts cultivators also have their own set of methods for gathering aura!"

Liu Buyi heard the words and savored the deep meaning of the ink bottle's words.

"Generally speaking, martial arts cultivation gathers breath, which is related to one's own cultivation, such as fist cultivation, and the method of gathering breath in fist cultivation is to take the form of fist style, and different fist styles can gather different amounts of breath to different degrees!"

"You're giving me the same punch you're going to practice every day!" Mo Bottler said.

Hearing this, Liu Buyi nodded, he stood up at the moment, and he was at home, standing in a closed position.

Mo Zhu'er nodded, and then continued: "You try to feel the yang veins in your body, you must first feel the qi veins before you can further feel the breath!"

Liu Buyi heard the words, concentrating and calming down, and as he slowly calmed down, a strange feeling came from his body, under Liu Buyi's feelings, he found that in the center of his body directly in front of him, there was a river with many gaps, this river was like a broken river, and there was a large amount of river water flowing out of it at all times.

Liu Buyi tried to observe the river further, and he found that there were many nodes on the river, each node was like a lake, and these lakes were depleted inside at the moment, as if they were a large pit that had dried up to the bottom.

"I see a river in my body!" Liu Buyi opened his eyes and said to the ink bottle.

Ink Bottle nodded, "Yes, that's your body's Qi veins!"

"Now that you've found the Qi vein, it means that you can feel the Qi vein, and the next step is to find the source of this Qi vein!" Mo Bottler continued.

Liu Buyi was also a little happy at the moment, he hurriedly returned to the feeling just now, Liu Buyi, who found the river again, walked down the river, and finally found a node located at the beginning of the river, and in front of this node, there is a platform similar to a dam.

"I saw a platform!" Liu Buyi said.

"That's right, that's what Wu Xiu called Yutai! Now you jump over the Yutai and look down at the Yutai, that's the source of your Qi veins, that is, the place where you gather your breath!"

Liu Buyi nodded, his eyes jumped over the platform, and finally his gaze fell on a bottomless abyss in front of the platform, seeing the abyss that seemed to be able to swallow everything, Liu Buyi hesitated.

"I see an abyss!" Liu Buyi said.

"An abyss?" Ink Bottle was also shocked by Liu Buyi's words at the moment.

"Yes, it's an abyss!" Liu Buyi seemed to be standing on the platform, staring at the abyss in front of him, and he was also a little incredulous.

"You stop first!" Mo Bei'er said, "Your situation surprises me a little! Although I am not a martial artist, I have heard that under the fish platform, is the perineum, the perineum is the origin of the yang vein, and the cultivator with good roots and bones, the acupuncture point in front of the fish platform will be closer to the fish platform, and the legendary spirit body is not a fish platform at all, and the natural breath is infused into the body, and he is born a cultivator. ”

"Unless?" Ink Bottle suddenly thought of a situation, but Ink Bottle, who thought of this situation, looked at Liu Buyi a little unbearably.

Looking at the eyes of the ink bottle, Liu Buyi had already guessed in his heart, "Ordinary people who can't cultivate, I'm in this situation, right?"

The ink bottle didn't speak, but nodded slowly.

"Mortals who can't cultivate, don't mention the high building of the Yutai, and the acupuncture point in front of the Yutai is also closed, so they can't cultivate!"

"Actually, I know that I can't practice!" Liu Buyi said slowly.

Ink Bottle looked at him quietly.

"Mr. Yu Shu once told me that I can't practice!"

"Then you still practice boxing so hard?" Mo Bei'er was puzzled, why did a person who knew that he couldn't practice so hard, she didn't understand.

"Mr. said, this is an opportunity, and practicing boxing is the only way out!" Liu Buyi said.

Although Mo Zhu'er didn't know the reason, he encouraged Liu Buyi at the moment: "Then you just persevere!"

Liu Buyi smiled, "That's natural, Mr. told me to fight 10,000 punches first, and I have already punched more than 7,000 punches!"

Looking at Liu Buyi's smile, Mo Zhu'er suddenly had a sad feeling, the young man in front of her who saved her, seemed to be not afraid of these hardships in life, but it was like this, the more she felt that the other party was not easy.

At the same time, above the canopy, the figure was lying on a jade platform, she raised her eyes to look at the two men and women below, and finally her eyes fell on Liu Buyi's body.

"Although you can't cultivate, but fortunately, that jade picker passed that set of fist techniques to you, maybe you don't know that your qi veins are already being repaired, and after this repair, it is time for you to break the shackles!" The figure raised his arm lightly, trying to touch the full moon in the sky.

"Full moon, full moon, full moon, full moon, full moon, but how many perfect things will there be in this world?" said this, the figure sighed for a long time, and finally hid behind the clouds.

To the north of Qingshui Village, Jin Chi'er took his children to walk in a place lined with black stone monuments.

In the middle of those black steles, there is a huge stele, this stele is about three zhang high, about one zhang thick, like a black finger pointing straight to the sky, this black stele is the Demon Ancestral Treasure Heavenly Demon Stele.

The two sisters and brothers of Chixia witnessed this Heavenly Demon Monument for the first time, and were obviously shocked by the majestic momentum of the Heavenly Demon Monument, the two sisters and brothers were a little sluggish for a while, Jin Chi'er was not surprised when he came to the side, he used to rely on the blessing of the Heavenly Demon Monument to finally get out of the Heavenly Sin Ancient Land!

And just when Jin Chi'er's father and son were looking at the Heavenly Demon Monument, an old beggar also came to this place.

The two were separated by a distance of about ten zhang, facing each other, and for a moment the atmosphere here was a little strange, and the wind swept up the dead branches and leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

"Who are you?" Jin Chi'er stared at the old beggar opposite, with vigilance in his eyes, he was now a cultivator at the peak of the four-rank worldly realm, but he couldn't see through the foundation of the person in front of him, this person either had the same cultivation as him, or he was an existence beyond his cultivation.

"Don't care who I am! Now I just want to tell you one thing, you don't know, right now, this Heavenly Demon Tablet of your Demon Race has been manipulated by the Human Race, if you forcibly collect it, you will only be shocked by the Heavenly Demon Tablet!" the old beggar said.

"Oh?" Jin Chi'er had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and he was half-convinced of the words of the unknown person in front of him.

"You can try!" The old beggar didn't seem to care about Jin Chi'er's distrust, so he stood not far away with his hands behind his back, staring at Jin Chi'er opposite.

Jin Chi'er walked towards the black stone stele, he tried to communicate with the Heavenly Demon Tablet with the ancestral secret method, but the next moment, a black light suddenly overflowed from the body of the Heavenly Demon Stele, in the face of this black light, Jin Chi'er's pupils with golden lines contracted rapidly in an instant, he turned his palm, shattering the black light, and his body was knocked back to the place by the black light.

"En?" In the face of this change, Jin Chi'er's heart was shocked, why didn't his own ancestral treasure recognize him, the owner of the authentic bloodline?

"What's going on?" Jin Chi'er looked at the old beggar, obviously unsure of the reason.

When the old beggar saw this, he was not surprised, "I told you, this Heavenly Demon Monument has been manipulated by the human race, do you think that the human race has been operating the Heavenly Sin Ancient Land for three hundred years, and it is only harvesting seeds?"

Jin Chi'er didn't interrupt the old beggar's words, the old beggar stared at Jin Chi'er and continued: "Your Demon Clan's Heavenly Demon Monument, since ten years ago, no longer belongs to your Demon Clan!"

"Impossible!" Jin Chi'er immediately roared angrily when she heard this, obviously not believing the old beggar's words.

"There's nothing impossible!" the old beggar didn't answer, but at this moment, a middle-aged man in a black samurai suit walked out, and he walked behind Jin Chi'er and stood not far behind.

Jin Chi'er looked at the scene in front of her, looked at the old beggar in front of her with some vigilance, and then looked at the middle-aged man behind her, "Are you planning to kill me in this ancient land?"

"Not bad!" the old beggar finished speaking, but he did not continue to speak, and with a wave of his sloppy sleeves, a white light suddenly went straight to the golden pool.

"You guys are very calculating, but I, Jin Chi'er, am not an ordinary demon powerhouse, I am the royal family in the demon clan!" Jin Chi'er said with a hideous face.

However, Jin Chi'er was greeted by another middle-aged man in a black samurai suit, who was armed with a long knife and slashed directly from above.

Jin Chi'er's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, "Black Martial Palace! It's actually a person from the Black Martial Palace! I should have expected it!"

"It's too late!" said the middle-aged man in a black samurai suit with a blank expression.

"The two of you join forces, I may not be an opponent, but I really want to escape, and you can't stop it!"

However, at this moment, something that made him even more desperate appeared, and a thin figure walked out, followed by a huge toad, and at this moment he looked at the three Jin Chi'er in the field with some madness.

"Your Heavenly Demon Monument, since ten years ago, has belonged to me!" The figure had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his hand, this black stele forest trembled, and a black circle of light blocked this heaven and earth.

"Heavenly Demon Soul Suppression... Jin Chi'er looked at the gradually closing aperture, his eyes showed a hint of fierceness, and after a short time of choice, he picked up the younger Chixia and disappeared into the black aperture in the blink of an eye.

"Let him escape!" said the middle-aged man in the black samurai suit, his tone was quite unwilling, and then his eyes looked at the girl who remained in the field, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't, I still lack a little maid, this girl of the demon clan is just left for me!" The old beggar looked at Liuli, his face full of undisguised hideousness.

The middle-aged man had no opinion on this, but left here with the emaciated figure, the Heavenly Demon Monument trembled slightly, and the black light curtain finally dissipated into nothingness.

"This time I will cooperate with you, only once!" said the cold words from the back of the middle-aged man in the black samurai suit.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate!" the old beggar picked up the girl Ruri on the ground who had been knocked unconscious by him, and then said slowly.