Since visiting the white sturgeon, Yuanwei has been missing a lot of things, and only then has he really settled down in the Li family's main bone hall wholeheartedly.

During the day, he discussed medical skills with Li Jiao, treating diseases and saving people. At night, he really had time to study the secret book of cultivating immortals. Yuanwei's great cause of cultivating immortals, except for Li Wu, no one else knows anything. Originally, Mu Wei slept in the same room with him at night, but since he came to the Li family, Mu Wei actually offered to live in a room alone, which was just a trivial matter for the Li family, and Yuan Wei had no objections.

Facing the moonlight through the window lattice, Yuan Wei took out the secret book of cultivating immortals from his arms, which was a brand-new silk book, and it was also the original manuscript of Li Wu. In the spirit of the original work, the cover of the silk book was transcribed by Li Wu with three large characters with quite charm, "Forging Pulse Sutra".

The so-called forging veins is actually to collect the spirits of heaven and earth, sink into the dantian, and then scatter them in the meridians, forging the mortal veins into spiritual veins, so as to change the mortal body and take the first step in cultivating immortals. This process is also the so-called forging period in immortal cultivation.

This forging vein meridian is a few thin pages, and the content of it has long been memorized. But he still carefully turned the first page again, and read it silently in his heart, word by word.

“... The immortals said that the mystery is wonderful, it is really mysterious. The books of the Xianmen family are wonderful..."

“... One is the change of the word, and the exchange is not endless. The snort of the joint exchange is opened, so it is said to be open up. Mortals breathe, qi is full of living souls, and the spirit is in the human body, there are eight hundred and ten zhang, the meridians are entangled, and there is no luck..."

“... Concentrate your breath, close your eyes and close your mouth, sit cross-legged, fold your right foot, separate your shoulders and fold your palms, and go down to the dantian..."

This text is also easy to understand: the so-called cultivation of immortals, each has its own methods and ways, as a mortal, initially absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth, and operated endlessly in the meridians. But when it came to the cultivation posture, it was really difficult for Yuanwei, after all, his stump leg made it impossible for him to sit cross-legged. After weighing it for a long time, in the end, I could only try to cultivate with my legs upright, palms folded and umbilicus level.

For several months, Yuan Wei was like this every night in front of the moonlight, silently reciting the secret, trying to sense the aura between heaven and earth. It's a pity that I don't know if it's because of the wrong posture or because of the secret, although he mobilized the consciousness of his whole body, took a big breath, and inhaled deeply, he still didn't feel the slightest trace of the so-called aura.

Winter goes to spring, and in the blink of an eye, a few months have passed, and it has been nearly a year since he walked out of the two seasons of the mountain, how is the bell at this time? Is he already married to the little young master who is about to die? Is he living in dire straits? Motoo didn't dare to think about it, he stubbornly deceived himself, and the bell was still there waiting for a normal self to be saved.

Yuan Wei once went to consult Li Wu and asked him why he couldn't perceive the existence of the spirit of heaven and earth. Li Wu stroked his beard with a smile and persuaded him not to worry, if it is easy to cultivate immortals, then how many mortals are there in the world? Cultivating immortals depends on qualifications, opportunities, perseverance and perseverance, and what is needed is his own enlightenment in exploration.

Motoo will be skeptical, but there is nothing he can do.

A few more months passed.

Rainy night in the middle of summer.

Yuanwei habitually stood in the house, the fragrance of damp grass and trees from the open window sash into the heart, is it the hibiscus outside the window, canna, or the peony behind the rockery, impatiens, jasmine, or the summer lotus in the pond? Yuanwei scattered his senses, vision, hearing, touch, smell is more keen, the soul seems to be out of the **, straight through the wall window lattice, strolling in the garden, he saw the raindrops falling on the eaves of the blue tiles splashing splashing, saw the stretched green leaves, winding vines, saw the blooming petals, I even saw wisps of floral fragrance rising and wrapping in the air...

At this moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and a low thunderclap came to the top.

Yuan Wei was a spirit, and the divine consciousness in the rain curtain outside the house instantly returned. It was also at this moment that a cool breath was followed into the lungs by the inhaled breath.

The cool coming, so that Yuan Wei is extremely awake at the moment, he knows, this is the "aura" that he has not been able to perceive and capture for a long time, he carefully guided, the coolness is like a crystal bright water spider, like a wisp of the purest air, slowly rotating in the lungs, dissipating little by little.

The first wisp of aura of the tail was obtained in this way.

Cultivating immortals, the difficulty lies in getting started and breaking through the realm. If it is in the sect or tribe of cultivating immortals, there will always be the guidance and guidance of the little master, which will inevitably save countless troubles, which is also the meaning of the existence of these sects or tribes. And Yuanwei is walking on his own path, with a broken copy of the "Forging Pulse Sutra", he can feel the existence of aura and absorb and refine it, which has to be said to be a miracle. If Li Wu knew about this, he would definitely be jealous, you must know that he has been exploring for decades and has found nothing, and this teenage boy has touched the true meaning in a few months; you must know that the purpose of his gift to Yuanwei "Forging Pulse Sutra" is to exchange, not to really want Yuanwei to cultivate immortals to come true.

As the aura disappeared in the body, Yuanwei's perception became more sensitive, and everything that could be seen, heard, and touched was presented in the brain with an extremely clear image, and even what could not be reached, heard, or touched was suspended in front of him with a hazy and blurred picture. That feeling, the small courtyard with a radius of a few zhang is all under the surveillance of Yuanwei.

In the haze, Yuanwei saw that the wood fennel next door seemed to be devouring an unknown herb, but before swallowing it, there was a trace of hesitation in his expression; Yuanwei also saw that several family members, crooked, almost naked, sleeping on the mat, crying around; he also saw that several girls were sleeping in the Luo gauze tent, holding unfinished silk handkerchiefs in their hands...

Suppressing the excitement that surged out of his heart, Motowei let out a long sigh, dispersed a more acute divine sense, and continued to capture the aura between heaven and earth.

It was a good start, and everything went much better after that. The method of capturing and absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth has become clearer and clearer after several cycles, and it has been engraved in Motoo's heart. What he needed to do was to guide the aura over and over again to forge the second vein of Ren Du over and over again until it became a spiritual vein. However, even if the spiritual vein has been formed, this is only the beginning of cultivating immortals...

Yuanwei was hungry and thirsty, practicing all night without feeling the slightest fatigue, until early in the morning, Mu Wei came and knocked on the door.

Unlike Yuanwei, who was full of spring breeze, Mu Wei seemed to be preoccupied, and he went straight to bed cross-legged: "Yuanwei, did you sleep well last night?"

"Good, good, good. What's wrong? You're having insomnia?"

"yes, almost all sleepless. Brother, are you cultivating immortals?"

Yuan Wei was stunned: "How do you know?"

"Why do you want to cultivate immortals? Is this Li Wu's instigation?" Mu Wei didn't answer, but continued to ask, with an indescribable worry in his expression.

"The bone in my leg, called the Nightmare Bone, was a case of 10,000 years ago somewhere, but it was not cured. The father-in-law said that if you want to take out the nightmare bone, the only way is to cultivate immortals..."For the matter of cultivating immortals, he originally concealed Mu Wei, which made Yuan Wei feel ashamed. Now, Yuan Wei couldn't continue to hide it, so he simply told the whole story.

"Mortals say that cultivating immortals is good, but who knows the suffering of cultivating immortals, and in the end it is still empty... Or even a disaster... Yuanwei, I call you brother, can you break the dream of cultivating immortals from now on?" As he spoke, there was a trace of imperceptible vicissitudes and exhaustion in Mu Wei's eyes!

"However, the bell needs a sound leg, cultivating immortals, there is always a glimmer of hope... I don't know how slim that hope is, but at least it's hope... Mu Wei, did you say that the bell was still waiting for me?" Motoo's words were full of bitterness.

"Motoo, it's been a year since we came out, and the bell... I should already be married..."

"Will she be happy?"

“...”

"Can I save her fate and give her happiness?"

“...”

Mu Wei was speechless, he shook his head desperately, not to understand Yuanwei's entanglement, as if to himself and Yuanwei: "I want to think about it myself." ”

After speaking, he went straight back to his room, closed the door and window, and closed it.

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