Lin Jing followed Lu Dakuan back to the back mountain, and seeing that the senior brothers had already started cultivating, he hurriedly rushed to his position, and Ouyang Daniu next to him was not there at the moment.

"I must work hard!" Lin Jing closed his eyes and said to himself. He took a deep breath, calmed down, sat down slowly, took out the black box that Ouyang Da Niu gave him, and pressed it lightly in the raised position, and the spirit balloon flew out lightly.

Lin Jing was not in a hurry to establish contact with the spirit balloon, on the contrary, he first emptied himself little by little, until his mind was blank and he didn't think about anything, then he held the spirit balloon in both hands and closed his eyes.

Get moving, even if it's just a little bit......

Lin Jing waited quietly for a quarter of an hour, but the spirit balloon did not move at all.

Undeterred, he kept trying.

Over and over......

After trying all afternoon, the spirit balloon didn't even move at all.

"Knock, knock, knock", the three-way drum sounded.

Lin Jing suddenly felt a shock in his shoulder, and hurriedly opened his eyes, finding Ouyang Da Niu squatting in front of him with a smile.

"Little junior brother, it's time for dinner, let's go, and practice again tomorrow. Ouyang Daniu said.

Somehow, when Lin Jing heard Ouyang Daniu's kind words, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he choked up: "Senior brother, I still can't establish a connection with Reiqi...... I've used a variety of methods, and I've ...... My attention was fully focused on the balloon...... But I still can't control it!"

Ouyang Daniu didn't say a word and listened quietly.

Lin Jing saw Ouyang Da Niu listening to him, and the grievances in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he cried.

At this time, many disciples who had finished their cultivation and were about to go to dinner passed by, and when they saw Lin Jing crying, they all stopped and pointed at the side.

"What are you looking at, aren't you going to eat yet?" Ouyang Da Niu stood up suddenly, frowned, and scolded.

Those disciples had never seen Ouyang Da Niu get angry, so they were all startled, and hurriedly lowered their heads and walked away.

Lin Jing was very moved when he saw that Ouyang Da Niu was angry with the other senior brothers for him, but he cried even more.

Ouyang Da Niu said slowly: "Little junior brother, Master often says to us, 'If you want to be fast, you can't reach it', which means that let's not care too much about speed in our cultivation, as long as we can lay a good foundation, even if it takes a little more time, it is worth it." ”

"However, I haven't been ......able to practice well for a long time," Lin Jing gradually stopped crying when he heard Ouyang Da Niu's words, but his frustration did not subside, and he said sadly.

"So what? Have you ever heard the story of an iron pestle sharpened into a needle?" Ouyang Da Niu suddenly said: "When I was a child, my father thought I was stupid and scolded me every time. But my mother always used the story of Li Baitie's pestle grinding into a needle to comfort me. Little junior brother, do you know what I thought at that time?"

Lin Jing couldn't think of an answer and shook his head.

"I really found an iron pestle and went to the river every day to grind the stones!" Ouyang Da Niu said with a grin.

"Then Senior Brother, did you really grind the iron pestle into a needle later?" Lin Jing was attracted by Ouyang Da Niu's story and asked curiously.

Ouyang Da Niu shook his head and said slowly: "I have been grinding for ninety-nine days, and the iron pestle has become thinner, but before I can grind it into a needle, I was sent to Maoshan Sect by my father......

"Senior brother, I believe that if you continue to grind, you will definitely be able to grind into a needle!" Lin Jing saw that Ouyang Daniu's expression darkened a little, but he comforted him.

"Haha, don't mention it, don't mention it! That was twenty-five years ago!" Ouyang Daniu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then smiled and waved his hand, and said.

"Twenty-five years, Senior Brother, have you been on Feiyun Peak for twenty-five years?" Lin Jing asked.

"Yes, twenty-five years ago, when I was seven years old, when I came to Feiyun Peak, Master happened to be in charge of Feiyun Peak. Ouyang Daniu said.

"Then Senior Brother, haven't you been home all these years to see it?" Ouyang Da Niu's words couldn't help but touch Lin Jing's heartstrings, wasn't Ouyang Da Niu the original self now?

"No...... If you don't succeed in learning, even if you go back, you will only embarrass your father. After Ouyang Da Niu finished speaking, he slapped his head and said, "Look at what I said! Little junior brother, you have to promise me that what senior brother just told you should not say to others!"

"Don't worry, senior brother, I will never say it!" Lin Jing patted his chest and agreed.

Subsequently, Ouyang Da Niu and Lin Jing looked at each other and were speechless for a while. After a while, both of them laughed.

"Let's go, junior brother, go eat, have a good rest at night, and continue to work hard tomorrow! The iron pestle can be sharpened into a needle, what else is there to be afraid of!" Ouyang Da Niu pulled Lin Jing up and said.

"I will definitely work hard, senior brother!" Lin Jing wiped away his tears with his sleeves, cheered up, and followed Ouyang Da Niu towards the cafeteria.

After dinner, everyone went back to their own house to rest, as soon as Lin Jing walked into his straw house, he saw Xiaobai scurrying around the room, his face was instantly filled with a smile, and said, "Xiaobai, why did you run out." He picked up Xiaobai and took a look, and found that the rope around his neck had been bitten by it!

"You little naughty bite, you actually bit off the rope, don't do it again next time, otherwise I'm going to be angry!" Lin Jing gently hugged Xiaobai to the bed, stroked it gently, and said.

It turned out that Lin Jing tied Xiaobai to the edge of the bed with a rope in order to be useless when cultivating, so as to prevent it from running around and having an accident.

"Hey, I don't know where the bearded uncle and sister Xiaoling are now, are you doing well, are you also thinking about me?" Lin Jing's smile slowly converged, it was nothing to concentrate on cultivation during the day, but at night the feelings of longing gushed out.

"Xiaobai, the bearded uncle sent me to the Maoshan Sect in order to let me learn kung fu, cure the diseases on my body, and save my life first. Lin Jing said to Xiaobai: "But what I'm thinking about now is not whether I can survive at all...... I just want to be like a normal person now, to be able to sense the aura, and stop being an oil bottle and dragging everyone back!"

"Is it really my talent that is extremely poor?" Lin Jing asked.

Xiaobai didn't speak, and of course it couldn't speak.

Lin Jing was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "No, I don't accept it!"

After speaking, Lin Jing immediately sat cross-legged on the bed, and first operated the spiritual energy left in his body according to the method taught by Tianyi Zhenren, this time it ran for seven weeks!

By the time Lin Jing woke up from his state of concentration, it was already a child's time, and Xiaobai had already fallen asleep by the bed.

"Why is this?" Lin Jing was completely stunned at this moment, if he was really extremely talented, then why could he still run the aura in his body freely? But since he could run the aura in his body like an arm, why couldn't he establish any connection with the aura outside his body?

Lin Jing was puzzled, but there was no one around him who could explain it to him. He wanted to ask his master Zhang Qingshan a lot, but he had to keep his promise not to tell others about Tianyi Zhenren's teaching of the exercises.

Pain and questions lingered in his heart, and Lin Jing had no sleep all night.

Early the next morning, Lin Jing finished freshening up and was about to go to have breakfast, and then go to the back mountain to practice, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.