Chapter 3: Turning the Pulse and the Spirit

"Yan Che! This is a secret technique of our Qingxin Pavilion! Since the Qingxin Pavilion became a pavilion, it has been secretly guarded by the pavilion masters of all generations, and only a few people in each generation of Qingxin Pavilion know about it!",

"Compared to Yan Che, you can also see clearly, this is an exercise that does not cultivate spiritual power to cultivate something called true qi! But since the completion of this exercise, no one has ever practiced it until now, and no one knows whether this exercise can be cultivated, and your seventh uncle and I also don't know whether this exercise can be cultivated! So it's up to you whether you can cultivate or not!"

The Seventh Elder wanted to say something, but in the end he only sighed!

"Master, is it true that no one has ever cultivated!"

"Yes, no one has ever cultivated the fruit, but there is also a reason why we have never had anyone in the Pure Heart Pavilion who needs it!"

Hearing this, Yan Che looked at the old man and chuckled, "Master, in this way, I am the first person in the Qingxin Pavilion who needs this thing?"

The old man also smiled and said, "Well, so to speak, after all, you are the first disciple of our Qingxin Pavilion who can't cultivate! If it weren't for your master and I as the pavilion master, you wouldn't have this opportunity to cultivate!"

Yan Che chuckled, his face froze, and he said solemnly, "Master, I have thought about it, I want to be the first person!"

"Have you really thought about it?" The old man's purpose in saving Yan Che was originally to let him practice this exercise, but for some reason, when he heard that Yan Che was going to cultivate, the old man was a little reluctant!

"Master, do I have any other choice! If I don't cultivate this, how long will it take for me to find another way to cultivate, I'm afraid no one knows! So not only am I willing to cultivate, but I also have no choice!"

"Whatever you want, the exercises are given to you anyway. If you really want to practice, crush the scroll, and he will give you a specific cultivation method!"

"Seventh Elder, let's go! leave the rest of the time to Yan Che himself!" After speaking, the old man turned around and walked in the direction of the Meditation Palace!

Watching the old man go away, the figure of the seven old men flashed, and they followed the old man!

See the two men leave. Yan Che looked at the scroll in his hand, recalling all the things that had happened!

"Senior brother, you know how slim the chances of success in the cultivation of that exercise are. But I don't understand why you accepted him as a disciple and still gave him that exercise, we can obviously have other ways for Yan Che to cultivate, right?"

Listening to the words of the Seventh Elder, the old man stopped, looked at the Seventh Elder and said slowly, "Old Seven, compared to you, you also know that reshaping the spiritual vein will extract talent and potential! If I really reshape Yan Che's spiritual vein, his future achievements will be extremely limited! He may not be able to enter the ranks of the True Monk even if he tries his best! Instead of this, it is better to let him fight, if he really succeeds, then he can become the strongest as he said!"

"You're still the same, always ruined, but if you fail, he may die!"

"Yan Che has experienced the darkness of this world, although he didn't say it, but I can see that he is more eager to be stronger than anyone else, so even if I put these two paths in front of him at the same time, the result is already doomed!

"Yes, I shouldn't have told you so much! I should have known that no matter how much I told you, it would be nonsense! Okay, it's just that when your hard-to-receive apprentice dies, don't be sad!"

Hearing this, the old man chuckled, and said with a breezy look, "Success or failure is his life, since it is my life, what is my sadness!"

The Seventh Elder shook his head and sighed, "Hey, you! "The Seventh Elder naturally could see that the old man's heart was already very unwilling, Yan Che took the risk to cultivate. It was precisely because he knew this that he did not say anything to stop the old man when he gave Yan Che a decisive decision.

As not only an elder of the Qingxin Pavilion, but also a brother of the old man, if the old man decides something, he will not stop it. It will only respect and agree with the old man's ideas, no matter what the old man wants to do, in his heart, he will only do so. 、

Recalling the past, everything he had suffered because he couldn't cultivate. Yan Che looked at the scroll in his hand, the color became more and more resolute but hot!

Crushed the scroll with all his might, and in an instant, a strong blue-white light erupted on the scroll, and with a strong and dazzling light, it all rushed into Yan Che's brain in an instant.

"Ahh

The old man and the seventh elder listened to Yan Che's screams and looked in the direction of the wine pool. Looking at Yan Che who was pouring into the wine pool, the Seventh Elder sighed, "Hey, this kid has chosen to do this after all!

Listening to the Seventh Elder, looking at Yan Che lying in the wine pool, his eyes shook a few times, and after hesitating, he said, "Seventh Elder, you go and find the drunkard." If he really fails in the end, let the drunkard find a way to save his life! Even if he wants to reshape her spiritual vein, he has to live!"

Looking at the old man, the seventh elder said slowly, "Sure enough, you still can't bear it!" "Okay! I'll go find the drunkard, but I don't know if he wants to come!"

Looking at Yan Che in a trance, the old man slowly walked towards the meditation hall!

The light that rushed into Yan Che's body turned into a strange energy, and began to dissolve the only hidden vein in Yan Che's body little by little. He was born with that sporadic spiritual power in his body, and under the effect of this strange energy, it dissipated little by little.

With one step, the Seven Elders appeared on the other side of the island, in front of a thatched hut. Smelling the smell of wine all around, the seven elders walked into the thatched hut. In the thatched hut, there is a person who looks like Maitreya Buddha is busy.

Sensing that someone was coming in, Maitreya Buddha put down his work and looked at the Seven Elders. Looking at it, Maitreya Buddha frowned, "Ghost hand, what are you doing." It's not going to be stealing my bar again!"

Looking at Maitreya Buddha, the seventh elder chuckled, "Drunkard, don't worry, I'm not here to ask you for a drink today! This time I am looking for you for something, of course it is not me who has something, it is the pavilion master who has something to find you!"

Hearing the words of the seventh elder, the drunkard was a little suspicious, "The pavilion master is looking for me, what is the matter?" ”

"There's a kid in the wine pool right now! ”

"Who is he?"

"What kind of person!", "Oh! You said that kid! He is the apprentice of the Pavilion Master, because he has cultivated a very special exercise, and now he is very weak, so the Pavilion Master asked me to come to you and let you take care of him. In a pinch, keep him safe. Of course, it's up to you whether you go or not. I'll go first, don't blame me for not reminding you!" The Seventh Elder flickered and disappeared.