However, disappointed to disappointed, Meng Fan still couldn't wait to pick up the book and began to look through it.

After a stick of incense, Meng Fan closed the book and slowly put it down, but his brows furrowed slightly, a little, he glanced at Lao Yue, and said in disbelief: "It's that simple?"

There are seven layers of Huashan Foundation's internal strength, and the back six layers, Meng Fan only roughly flipped over, and his main energy is still on the first layer.

However, the first level of the mind is very simple, and the core content is a set of breathing methods, according to the book, as long as you practice according to this breathing method, you can control your own breath, and then refine a breath of true qi.

With Meng Fan's understanding, this set of breathing methods is not difficult at all, and Meng Fan believes that he can complete this set of breathing rules according to the content contained in the book.

Yes, Meng Fan couldn't believe it more and more, the lofty "internal strength" in his heart was so simple, or was he really the legendary genius?

"Simple?" Lao Yue looked stunned, and then laughed softly: "Senior brother doesn't know, this first layer of mental method looks simple, but it's not easy to really do, senior brother should not take carelessness lightly." ”

As he spoke, Lao Yue's expression gradually became serious. The practice of internal strength is related to the life of the family, and it is not allowed to be careless!

After a while, he continued: "Moreover, this is only the first layer of Huashan's basic internal strength, and it is expected to be simple, but the content in the back is not necessarily so easy, especially the more difficult it is in the back. Huashan has established the sect for hundreds of years, and there are only a handful of people who can cultivate this set of basic internal skills to the seventh layer!"

Hearing Lao Yue say this, Meng Fan was even more disappointed in his heart, and immediately shook his head, stared at Lao Yue and said: "Since there are very few people who can cultivate the basic internal strength to the seventh layer, I think those seniors have finally transferred to other exercises, in this case, why does Senior Brother still let me practice this set of basic internal skills? I heard that our Huashan Sect also has a miraculous skill second only to Zixia Gong, called 'Mixed Yuan Gong'. ”

Meng Fan's voice fell, Lao Yue waved his hand and explained: "I know what the junior brother thinks, but the junior brother doesn't know, then the "Mixed Yuan Gong" is not cultivated, if the junior brother practices this exercise, there is no one to guide you, in case something goes wrong halfway, the junior brother is afraid of his life." ”

When Meng Fan heard this, he pursed his lips and said, "Senior brother, why should I deceive me, when I was looking through the codex of my predecessors in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, it was clearly recorded that there was no risk of going mad when I practiced the Mixed Yuan Gong. ”

Hearing this, Yue Buqun still didn't know where he was, his junior brother had already signed the idea of "Mixed Yuan Gong", but unfortunately, his master Ning Qingyuan had greeted him and would not teach Meng Fan "Mixed Yuan Gong" for the time being.

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun sincerely advised: "Senior brother's understanding is somewhat biased, there is indeed no danger of going mad when practicing "Mixed Yuan Gong", but that is for people who have a certain foundation of internal strength, junior brother has just come into contact with internal strength, how can he directly practice this exercise!"

Yue Buqun was afraid that Meng Fan would not be relentless, so he directly said to death at the moment, "Okay, junior brother, don't force it, cultivating the basic internal strength is also the meaning of the master, the master said, as long as you cultivate the basic internal strength to the fifth layer, except for Zixia Gong, other martial arts in the sect are for you to practice." ”

Knowing that it was the master's order, Meng Fan also knew that the cultivation of basic internal skills could not be changed, and he didn't say anything more at the moment, and directly picked up the mental method book on the table, and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Yue Buqun hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed: "Senior brother, wait a minute, although this basic internal strength is simple, but for the sake of safety, junior brother should complete the introductory cultivation here, in case there is anything wrong, senior brother can also protect you thoroughly." ”

Meng Fan didn't refuse, he was sorry for his life, and immediately walked to the futon where Lao Yue usually practiced, and sat down cross-legged.

"There's Senior Brother Lao. ”

After that, Meng Fan closed his eyes and began to adjust his mind, he did not immediately start to practice internal strength, until his mind was as calm as an ancient well, and then he began to adjust the breathing rules according to the internal strength heart method.

It is also miraculous, when Meng Fan followed the breathing law to a third of the way, he felt a sudden burst of hot air in his chest, this heat was extremely weak, but as soon as it appeared, Meng Fan's whole body was warm.

The abrupt change almost made Meng Fan's mind lose his mind, but fortunately, Lao Yue had said hello before, and at the last moment, Meng Fan's heart sank, and he quickly gathered his mind and continued to adjust his breathing according to his mental method.

Over time, the heat began to flow through the veins according to the path recorded in the book.

However, it was only at this time that Meng Fan knew that he had underestimated this basic internal skill, and it was indeed as Lao Yue said, "It looks easy, but it is difficult to do", he just adjusted his breathing, but his mind became more and more tired.

I don't know how long it took, just when Meng Fan felt that his energy was unsustainable, this first layer of breathing method was finally completed, and at this time, that hot air also happened to flow to his lower abdomen, which was his lower dantian.

"This hot breath should be the legendary internal force!"

Feeling the wisps of true qi slowly rotating in the dantian, Meng Fan's heart was extremely excited, however, just as he was about to study it carefully, suddenly, a chill appeared on his left side of his chest, as if a piece of 10,000-year-old cold ice was imprinted on his skin.

The sudden change surprised Meng Fan, however, although he didn't open his eyes to check his chest, with his understanding of himself, he instantly guessed the source of this cool qi - the skin had a small purple tripod tattoo the size of a copper coin.

Meng Fan was an orphan in his previous life, he didn't know who his parents were, and the only thing that could prove his identity was a thumb-sized purple tripod pendant.

After Meng Fan crossed over, the small tripod disappeared, but there was a tripod-shaped mark the size of a copper coin on the skin on his left chest.

Meng Fan secretly guessed that this Xiao Ding might be a treasure, or even the culprit that caused him to cross over. And this change seems to confirm his speculation.

Thinking like this, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly darkened, and his consciousness was instantly sucked into the Xiaoding Mark, and immediately, he felt as if he had entered another world. At that moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, but the sight in front of him made him dumbfounded.

Sure enough, Meng Fan saw that he was in an unknown space, and at this moment, he was floating over a vast land. The area of this continent is hundreds of times larger than the land of the previous life, but except for the fertile black soil and a few wide rivers, there is no living thing on it, and there is not a trace of green, it is completely a dead place.

Influenced by the online novels in his previous life, Meng Fan immediately guessed that this place was likely to be Xiao Ding's internal space, and he wanted to study it, but when he thought that he was still in Lao Yue's study, he forcibly pressed the restlessness in his heart, thinking about the idea of exiting this space.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Meng Fan felt that his eyes flickered, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the study, and at this time, Yue Buqun's envious voice also came from his ears.

"The qualifications of the junior disciple are really extraordinary, and the first time I practiced internal strength, I refined a breath of true qi!"

"Senior brother has won the prize. ”

When Meng Fan answered, he glanced at Lao Yue without a trace, and found that there was no other emotion in the other party's eyes except for exclamation and envy, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with what he had just felt, and it was only his own consciousness that entered the Xiaoding space.

At this moment, Meng Fan was not in the mood to continue chatting with Lao Yue at all, he was eager to study this mysterious Ziding space. At that moment, he said goodbye to Lao Yue and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion is located on the other side of the mountainside on the edge of a cliff, this place is remote, except for Meng Fan, almost no one from the Huashan faction goes there, and it is suitable for Meng Fan to study his own Xiaoding space.