Under the gaze of Lu Ru and Lao Lin, Su Hang smiled slightly and took out a small box from his schoolbag. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is this—a music box?"

Su Hang didn't do anything about packaging, so Lu Ru didn't care, and directly lifted the lid on the top of the box.

"Wow! It's beautiful! ”

What Su Hang gave to Lu Ru was the crystal music box that he asked the owner of Fo Xiaolou to help him sell in the fantasy world.

To be precise, what Su Hang asked the boss to help sell was actually a replica of the crystal music box that Su Hang was holding in his hand now.

In addition to memories, Su Hang can't bring out all the items in the fantasy world, so correspondingly, in addition to consciousness, Su Hang can't bring the items in the real world directly into the fantasy world.

However, as long as it is an item owned by Su Airlines, the system can copy an identical "copy" in the transit space, so that Su Airlines can bring it into the fantasy world to use.

Of course, the scope of this "possession" is naturally determined by Wuji, and the same item can only be copied by Su Hang once.

"Teacher Lu, if you like it, it's fine."

Seeing Lao Lin coming over and wanting to see the contents of the box, Su Hang stretched out his hand and closed the box again, not letting him see it.

"As for me, I am grateful to Mr. Lu for being able to lend me a full set of "Daozang" before, otherwise I would have gone to find it one by one, and I don't know how much effort it would take.

As for Lao Lin, his mind is hidden in this gift......"

After speaking, Su Hang didn't look at Lu Ru and Lao Lin's expressions, and ran out directly.

"But I don't say words and orders in my mouth, but when I see the earthly feelings in my hands, I will meet the yang and the yin, the heart will be calm and the sky will be quiet, the weak will feel the wind and the wind will be flat, and there is no road where there is a destiny ......"

Humming a pleasant tune, Su Hang walked into the classroom.

In the first-grade course, Su Hang naturally didn't listen, but sat on a chair and tied up a horse walking pile.

As early as when he started reading "Daozang", Su Hang took the initiative to move his position to the corner, so no one noticed his abnormality.

It's just that Su Hang quickly showed a look of surprise.

Because Su Hang found that whenever he felt that his legs began to be sore, a warm current flowed out of his dantian lower abdomen, flowing endlessly where he felt sore.

"Hmm-innate true qi?"

Wherever the warm current passed, the soreness that had just risen was rapidly fading.

Of course, when he returned to the dantian, a considerable part of this innate true qi was also consumed.

However, although Su Hang's innate skills have just started, the characteristics of an endless stream of true qi have begun to appear, and the last thing he is afraid of is the consumption of this kind of thin water and long stream.

"In that case, this horse step pile, can't I stand like this forever?"

Su Hang was slightly excited, as Junbao said, the horse step pile is the foundation of all the kung fu of the national arts, if he can stand on his feet without rest with the help of his innate true qi, wouldn't he be able to enter the country in a thousand miles?

"Theoretically, yes, but I don't recommend it to the host."

"Little Wuji, why did you come out?"

Looking at Wuji who suddenly popped up, Su Hang was also a little surprised, because Wuji would not have appeared in the real world unless it was necessary.

"Isn't it a great thing that innate true qi can eliminate the fatigue accumulated by standing on the pile?"

"Now, host, do you know what else to do in addition to stabilizing the lower plate and staying up with strength?"

"What's the point?" Su Hang shook his head, a little curious, "Could it be that Master Junbao has something else that he didn't have time to tell me?" ”

"That's not, the so-called 'winter practice Sanjiu, summer practice Sanfu', in fact, the practice of national arts, in addition to strengthening the body, is more important to hone one's own spiritual will.

Although the process of standing on the stake is not complicated, the practitioner must go beyond his own limits in the exhaustion of time and time again.

This is actually a process of exercising the spirit and polishing the will......"

"I see, I see."

Su Hang suddenly realized,

"If I use my innate true qi to get rid of all the tiredness, although there will be no side effects, I can stand comfortably and continue to do so, and the realm of national arts can also be greatly improved.

But correspondingly, there is less fatigue and fatigue, and the process of surpassing oneself and polishing one's spirit is gone. ”

"That's right, that's it!"

Wuji held his little hand behind his back and reminded with a serious face:

"Progress in the will may not be reaped in a short period of time, but it would be foolish to ignore it because of it.

When the host wants to enter the realm of transformation or national art in the future, he will find the importance of will. ”

"I see, Wuji, what do you mean, let me not use my innate true qi to drive away my tiredness?"

"Yes, so my suggestion is that instead of using the Innate True Qi to relieve fatigue, the host should use it to treat the dark wounds left by over-standing on the pile."

Wuji raised his little head and said proudly,

In this way, the host no longer has to worry about the problem of dark injuries when standing on the pile, and the length of time each time the pile is completely dependent on the host's own will...... It can not only exercise one's will to the greatest extent, but also effectively speed up the practice of national arts. ”

"Well, good idea, I'll give it a try."

Su Hang's eyes also lit up, and he nodded in agreement.

It's just that some things are easier said than done.

Since it is called the limit, it is naturally not so easy to surpass.

Without the help of innate true qi, every extra second he held, Su Hang felt that the soreness in his legs increased by a point.

It was as if there were countless small insects biting at each other, which made Su Hang's teeth clenched and suffered.

However, to add insult to injury, Su Hang not only had to endure the pain and maintain the posture of the horse step pile, but also had to use his heart to suppress the innate true qi in the dantian.

The stronger the soreness, the weaker Su Hang's will became, and the movement of the innate true qi became stronger and stronger.

"Whew! It really doesn't work! ”

Regardless of his past and present lives, Su Hang is just an ordinary person living in a peaceful era, and his personal willpower may not be weak, but it is not realistic to say that he is like steel.

As a result, on the first attempt, Su Hang only stood for less than ten minutes longer than before, and collapsed on the chair like a salted fish, allowing his innate true qi to flow freely in his legs.

There is only a thin line between hell and heaven.

If it weren't for the fact that Su Hang still had a little sanity left, knowing that he was now in front of the public, he might have moaned directly comfortably.

"Wuji, how long have I been standing longer than usual?"

It took a long time for Su Hang to recover.

"Nine minutes and thirteen seconds."

"It's been less than ten minutes?"

Su Hang's eyes were stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said seriously:

"Wuji, you're right, my willpower really needs to be exercised."

"Congratulations to the host, you have discovered the true charm of the national arts."

In constant attempts, time passes slowly.

No one bothered him, and Su Hang was completely immersed in his own world and enjoyed himself.