"But...... Dao Chief, even if I have experienced all of what you said, I don't think I have gained anything! Lin Daxiong was dumbfounded.

The wind smiled bitterly and sighed for a long time, "The Taoist ancestor cultivated 'non-action', and did nothing to achieve something; Taoism advocates acting against the heavens, while Buddhism advocates conforming to the mandate of heaven, ridiculous, ridiculous, today you are practicing in the Taoist view, but I think you are only cultivating to conform to the mandate of heaven! ”

"This ......"

Tempest shook his head and said, "Your heart and life are too high, and I can't intervene strongly, this may be a catastrophe in your cultivation!" ”

"Dao Chief, I still don't understand ......" Lin Daxiong smiled awkwardly, and in a moment, he saw the Wind Daoist gently wave his hand, and a chessboard was suddenly placed on the rock, he pointed to the chess game and said: "Look at the black and white sides of this game, who will win?" ”

Nobita looked at it when he heard this, and for a long time, his head shook like a rattle, "Don't tell the Taoist...... I don't know how to play Go......"

At this moment, the expression of the Storm Dao man was extremely rich, "Brother Lin...... It's ......."

Lin Daxiong's eyes rolled, his eyes lit up, and he asked sideways, "I don't know if Chang Ke can play backgammon?" ”

"Uh......" Hurricane's eyebrows trembled, his body shook slightly, and he held back his internal injuries, "Enlightened pulse...... Good at driving talismans, knowing the destiny of heaven...... In this way, I will give Brother Lin a copy of the exercises of the Divine Control Technique, and you can practice more these days. ”

With that, the wind waved again to remove the chessboard from the rock, leaving a book behind, and then turned and jumped out of the hole. Lin Daxiong stepped forward to pick it up and took a look, the title of the book was "No Limit", and when he saw that the content was in small block letters, he recognized it, so he sat on the stone table and looked at it.

At this look, his eyes widened, in the past, aura was mostly used on talismans, but at this time, this book actually proposed another system for aura casting, just like a fire in his hand, which can be used without the blessing of a charm.

Lin Daxiong every time he casts his hand to use the fire, he will find that the body will be accompanied by a tingling sensation when the aura is wandering, and the more aura is mobilized, the more intense this pain will be. It turns out that the real reason is that he has not yet learned to accept the gods, and he does not know how to tame the surging and restless aura like a fierce beast, so forcibly doing it will only damage the meridians, and will not hurt others for seven points, but first hurt himself for three points.

Lin Daxiong flipped through the book as if he had obtained a treasure, and when he read it later, he found that the book also explained in detail a set of exercises for absorbing aura, and the speed of absorbing it with all his strength exceeded the aura accumulated by time on weekdays.

For dozens of days, Nobita reveled in this book, and gradually found that as he gradually deepened, when he used his hand to control the fire, the pain was not weakened, but deepened, and at the end of each day, his body seemed to have run for hundreds of miles, and his body could not draw a trace of strength, sweating like rain, and almost collapsed.

There were even a few times when the cultivation was extreme, the blood blurted out and fainted directly. Lin Daxiong noticed this abnormality, and began to secretly doubt whether the Tempest Daoist was Taoist orthodoxy, this extreme cultivation mode was contrary to the natural inaction advocated by Taoism, and he thought in his heart that when he came again, he must ask clearly.

At dusk that day, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the cave.

This made Lin Daxiong's heart jump to his throat, because according to the cultivation of the Wind Dao people, the footwork should be orderly, not disorderly, chaotic and unstable, so it can be judged that the person who came must not be a storm, but someone else!

Immediately, Lin Daxiong flashed to the side of the cave entrance, quietly probed over, and saw a young Taoist walking into the cave on tiptoe, carrying a basket in his hand.

This person is the 'senior brother' I saw in the attic corridor some time ago, and the road is blowing.

"Why didn't the Tempest Captain come?" Lin Daxiong asked suspiciously.

Feng Yang was carrying the strength under his feet, and he got into the hole in a few breaths, and he hadn't noticed Nobita hiding in the dark before, and he was obviously startled when he heard the voice, "Yes...... He was passed on by the ancestor, and left a message saying that if he didn't return at dusk, he asked me to come and deliver Pei Yuan Dan. ”

"I see, thank you for the wind tunnel." Lin Daxiong just bowed at this time, and did not bow his body, thinking in his heart that according to the words of the Wind Dao people, he was going to worship under the ancestor in the future, although the other party was Wang Chongyang's first apprentice, but in the final analysis, it was the word 'wind', if he bowed, it would inevitably be embarrassing to meet in the future.

Feng Yang clasped his hands in front of his chest and said with a smile: "I never thought that Brother Lin would be valued by the patriarch, and participating in the Dharma in this Yin and Yang Seven Star Cave really made me jealous." ”

Lin Daxiong saw that this person was about thirty years old, not much different from his own age, with a kind face and easy-going words, and immediately had a good impression, "Dao Elder said and laughed, I am just a junior, even if I have been cultivating for decades, I can't even reach half of your cultivation." ”

Feng Yang didn't smile when he heard it, but looked Nobita up and down with a serious expression, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Actually, Uncle Shi ordered me to come here today, and there is another thing to explain." ”

"What's the matter?" Lin Daxiong muttered in his heart.

Feng Yang reached out and took out a wooden box from his arms, handed it to Daxiong and said, "Uncle Shi explains, please take it for healing." ”

"Heal? What wounds to heal? Lin Daxiong took a look, and subconsciously opened the wooden box to see that inside was a faintly fluorescent pill, "What is this?" ”

"This is the 'Nashen Pill', which can help Brother Lin safely pass the threshold of 'no limits'." Feng Yang explained.

This pill looks no different in size from Peiyuan Dan, the surface seems to be coated with phosphor, shiny, just by a glance, you can know the extraordinary product, Lin Daxiong hesitated, shook his head and said: "I have never understood who your ancestor is, why do you value me so much......"

"Brother Lin cherishes, I'll leave now......" Feng Yang seemed to deliberately avoid this question, put down the basket he had brought earlier, and jumped out of the hole quickly.

Lin Daxiong paused for a moment, sighed loudly, and just wanted to walk to the cave with the wooden box, the moment his eyes swept over the basket, his heart suddenly cooled half, this time the basket was actually filled with hundreds of pills!

In terms of quantity, it is enough to eat for several months, does it mean that no one will come again in the next few months?

After taking the pill sent by Feng Yang, Lin Daxiong felt a little dizzy, his body was faintly hot, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, so that he would fall asleep at any time.

In the process of repeatedly following the content of the book to absorb the aura, although this pill has alleviated the pain, the damage to the body in the whole process still exists. He didn't even know that the nosebleed came out like this, and it wasn't until he slid down his chin that he suddenly realized it, and he withdrew the exercise in a panic, panting heavily.

"Fuck, what are you talking about, it's just an anesthetic!" Lin Daxiong's consciousness was depressed, and he felt as if he would lose his breath at any time if he closed his eyes.

In the dark room, the white-haired old man sat opposite each other to the Storm Dao man, playing a chessboard game as before.

"Master, who is he, and you value him so much?" The Tempest Daoist pinched the sunspot and asked sideways.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard, put on his signature smile again, and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Tempest wanted to say something, but the old man preemptively said, "How is he doing?" ”

"He is talented, but he doesn't understand people, he is not like people of this era at all, is it possible that he is ......"

"Don't guess, just do what you have to do." The smile on the white-haired old man's face was slightly retracted, the corners of his eyes skimmed to the wind, and then said: "He has still touched the threshold of the melting god, and is about to open the door of yin and yang shuttle, you have to rush before this, help him lay a good foundation, so as not to be suppressed by the group of little minions in the netherworld." ”

The moonlight shone obliquely through the window, imprinting the shadow of the wind on the chessboard, and he saw that the black son was besieged by the white son, and he let out a long breath, and gave up resistance at that time, "Yes, master!" ”

……

Previously, there was a strong wind that came to send Dan every day, and took this opportunity to go to the water spring below to clean the dirt, but at this time, he couldn't even see a personal shadow for several days, and after practicing day after day, Lin Daxiong's face was full of scum, and his body was sour and unbearable, and he fell into madness again.

This is not meditation and practice, it is simply the captivity of Chiguoguo!

In addition, with the increase in pain caused by cultivation, Lin Daxiong began to panic inexplicably, but in the face of this panic, he had no way at all, the entrance of the cave was dozens of zhang high from the ground, and jumping down was to burn his body and bones.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the progress of the cultivation in the past few days has indeed accelerated a lot thanks to the help of the elixir.

The slightest trace of aura quickly gathered into the dantian, and every time Lin Daxiong used his hand to use the fire, it was more refined than every time before, and he could melt the rock with a snap of his fingers, and the damage caused by this extreme cultivation would not be offset by a small anesthetic effect.

After a long time, every time Lin Daxiong exerted his aura, there was a hot current rushing to his heart, and the feeling was as painful as pouring iron juice, and it became more and more crazy to torture the consciousness that was not very sober.

Whenever Nobita completes a cycle of practice, he will stand at the entrance of the cave to breathe in the fresh air for a while, lean over and pick a few fruits from the branches and put them in his mouth, experiencing the sweetness and beauty.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and on this day, Lin Daxiong was lying on the ground eating wild fruits, and the slight sound in his ears immediately made him realize that someone was coming, his face turned from plain to angry, and he stared at the Storm Daoist who jumped into the cave with eyes that were about to burst into flames.

"You fucking know how to come!" Lin Daxiong stood up suddenly, turned the wild fruit he had just bitten to the side, and scolded.

When the gaze of the Tempest Daoist swept over Nobita, he showed a slightly surprised look, seeing that his gray robe was already dirty and black at this time, his face was covered with scum, his hands were dirty, the ground was full of excrement, and he could smell a foul smell that went straight to his nostrils ten steps away.

"Wait for Bendao to get rid of the dirt for you!" As he spoke, the Tempest Daoist stepped forward and grabbed Nobita's shoulder, then jumped towards the entrance of the cave......