Zheng Qiu slowly opened his eyes, there was a gray ceiling in front of him, and before he could figure out where he was, the old face of Master Mingzong appeared in his sight.

Master Ming Zong looked at it for a while, pointed to himself and asked, "Who am I?"

Zheng Qiu didn't understand why the master suddenly asked this, he opened his mouth and said, "Master, how can you ......?"

Before he could say the rest of the words, Master Ming Zong interrupted him, and then asked, "Who are you?"

Zheng Qiu blinked, what's the matter, did the master forget his name: "Master, I'm Zheng Qiu, how can you ......?"

Master Mingzong raised his index finger: "This is how many." ”

"Master, why are you asking these questions all of a sudden?"

"Tell me, how much is this?"

"It's one. ”

"What's your grandfather's name?"

"Zheng Zhisong. ”

"What's the name of the building where you're classing?"

"Yerba Cao Lou. ”

Master Mingzong patted Zheng Qiu's cheek and straightened up: "Very good, not stupid." ”

Zheng Qiu sat up and found that this was the Fangcao Pavilion, while he was sitting on the bed. He didn't understand why the master was asking these strange questions, so he asked the master.

Master Mingzong also felt strange about what happened yesterday, how could a good person hurt the Baihui acupoint, if it was the wrong route, there would be a problem at the beginning.

He recounted the situation after Zheng Qiu fainted, and then asked, "Apprentice, when you were doing your luck yesterday, was there anything abnormal?"

Zheng Qiu scratched his head embarrassedly: "That, master, I, I accidentally injured it." ”

"How careless, let's talk about it. ”

Zheng Qiu jumped out of bed, served tea and poured water for the master, and waited until the master's reproachful expression subsided before he dared to say what he tried indiscriminately.

After listening to this, Master Mingzong pondered for a moment, suddenly put the cup on the table, pulled Zheng Qiu's arm and walked out.

"Master, where are you going?" Zheng Qiu stumbled after him.

"Go and practice. ”

The apprentice found a way to drive the "Wood Spirit", and the "Wood Spirit" would repair the host's body, these two discoveries gave Master Ming Zong the confidence to increase Zheng Qiu's cultivation intensity.

He spread a straw mat in the center of the patio of Fangcao Building, which was closest to the center of the underground Qiankun Cloud Gathering Array, and it was the place where the power of heaven and earth in the building was the strongest.

Then he erected a wooden sign in front of the straw mat, on which he wrote the number of times Zheng Qiu needed to practice every day. This number of cultivation times filled Zheng Qiu's time throughout the day, except for eating herbs and sleeping, the rest of his efforts had to stay here to drive the "Wood Spirit" through the meridians.

In order to prevent the recurrence of the situation of "Wood Spirit" being out of control due to lack of concentration, Zheng Qiu had half an hour to rest every week.

But this break is just to stop the exercises, and during this half hour, Master Ming Zong will give him a lecture and teach him to learn new medicinal knowledge. Zheng Qiu is like a waterwheel erected on a river, running non-stop every day.

This kind of high-intensity cultivation has a very large burden on the meridians, and cultivators below the Qihua Realm are not much tougher than ordinary people, and cultivating at this intensity will cause the meridians to be damaged or broken if they are not careful.

Only a few sects that focus on physical body cultivation will have meridians that are more tenacious than those of the same realm cultivators, so this kind of high-intensity cultivation method can also be said to be exclusive to those who cultivate in the physical body.

In fact, Zheng Qiu couldn't bear this kind of cultivation method, and basically the meridians would be damaged every day, but the "wood spirit" on his body was like an omnipotent doctor, wherever he went, the meridians would be restored as before.

Master Mingzong even found that the speed at which the "Wood Spirit" repaired the meridians was getting faster and faster day by day, and it took more than half a day to recover from the damage at first, and then it became four hours, and then it became two hours.

When the cultivation lasts for a month, it only takes less than half an hour for the meridians to be damaged.

The "Wood Spirit" on Zheng Qiu's body seems to be accustomed to this kind of tinkering work, and when he is not practicing, the "Wood Spirit" will also slowly wander around his body, looking for damaged places.

Compared with the increasing resilience, the progress in other areas can only be described as pitiful.

A month has passed, Zheng Qiu still can't make the "Wood Spirit" completely obedient, and when driving the "Wood Spirit", if Zheng Qiu's spirit is a little slack, the "Wood Spirit" will run away from his control.

Every time he ran away, Zheng Qiu had to look for it in the meridians of his body, because the place where the "Wood Spirit" was hiding would change, and sometimes he would change places in the process of searching.

At this time, Zheng Qiu couldn't even perceive the perspective of the "wood spirit", as if this kind of spiritual connection would only be reflected when he was close.

There was no progress in cultivating qi, and in a month, Zheng Qiu's luck had exceeded three hundred weeks, but the "Wood Spirit" had not changed, and the pale green mist was still only that wisp.

For cultivators of qi tires, the qi strength in the meridians increases every day, and when they reach the qi control realm, they can even send out qi qi to form qi waves.

Now Zheng Qiu's meridians are still empty, from beginning to end, only a wisp of mist is floating in the "Wood Spirit", just such a small amount, let alone emitting energy, it is estimated that it will be gone if you sneeze.

If I had to say that there was a change, it was still a little bit, after a month of cultivation, a very thin white mist appeared on the side of the "Wood Spirit". The white mist will envelop it, as if it has applied a layer of batter to the pale green cotton threads.

This result was unacceptable to Master Ming Zong, during this time he stared at Zheng Qiu's cultivation every day, and he knew in his heart how much of the power of heaven and earth was absorbed by Zheng Qiu every day. The power of heaven and earth absorbed in a month added up to push the air tire to the Qihua realm.

But in Zheng Qiu's body, he couldn't even practice the strength to fill a meridian. It's a bottomless pit, and no matter what you pour into it, you don't react.

In the end, Master Ming Zong decided to go to Wentian Pavilion again, first, to see the stone tablet, maybe there was something missing last time.

Second, to find the strange exercises, in the face of Zheng Qiu's cultivation situation, he felt that his knowledge of the exercises was completely insufficient. At this time, you must learn from the strengths of others, otherwise you will not be able to think of new ways to rack your brains.

"Grandpa, Sister Yunyou, I'm back!" The sun went down, and Zheng Qiu finally finished the day's cultivation and trotted all the way back to Fangcao Pavilion.

By the sink in the small pavilion, Yun You was sitting in a wheelchair, beating her clothes with a wooden stick, while her grandfather put the clothes in the water and kept scrubbing them.

"Yo, I'm back, isn't the master going to give a lecture tonight?" Grandpa put down the clothes in hand, straightened up and moved his back.

"Don't talk about it, the master went to ask Tiange to turn the book again. Zheng Qiu leaned to the side, looked left and right, and asked, "Can I help with anything?"

Yun You was dressed in a plain cloth jacket, her hair was wrapped in a headscarf, and she was dressed like a village woman, she shook her head: "No, it can be washed soon." You go and rest, and tomorrow you have to go to the master to practice. ”

"Hmm," Zheng Qiu agreed, turning his head and walking towards the stairs.

Before stepping up the stairs, he suddenly turned back and said, "Sister Yunyou, grandpa, you will wait for me for another five years." The master said that I can go to the Heavenly Pavilion in five years, and I will definitely find the exercises for you at that time. ”