Ming Dao didn't know how long he had been standing in a trance, and his clothes were soaked in the light rain.

A gentle breeze blows, bringing a slight chill. Shivered, and brought back the spirit of Ming Dao who didn't know where to go.

Ming Dao, who was full of grievances, suddenly saw his grandfather sitting on the recliner and looking at him with a smile, his eyes moistened in an instant, and Ming Dao fell into Ming Lao's arms and cried.

Ming Lao just patted Ming Dao's trembling shoulders until he cried.

Ming Lao didn't ask the reason for crying, and Ming Dao didn't complain about anything, just worked harder to learn to refine a pill. Fortunately, Ming Lao's elixir and materials for alchemy have always been inexhaustible.

The next day, Ming Dao began to take the initiative to ask for the method of fighting to practice the divine sense, and the method of refining the divine soul from the beginning of Ming Dao's memory was part of the first chapter in "God of War". This time, Ming Lao directly took the book to Ming Dao. "God of War" has detailed methods of cultivation of divine consciousness, methods of attack, methods of distraction, and divine consciousness painting patterns.

When Ming Dao got the handwritten slip, he was excited about the conference. Let's not talk about the content, the simple and domineering name of "God of War" alone has a hard impact on Mingdao's vanity. Ming Dao thought about competing with others in the future, and defeated others with one move, and then after the people said that they were convinced, they asked again what exercises they had lost, and then put on a posture of a god stick, and said the word God of War again, and the other party looked even more frightened, which was simply beautiful.

Mingdao can't wait to take a closer look.

Ming Lao was still lying quietly on the bamboo chair, but Ming Lao's smile did not hang on his face, but had a complicated look. Ming Lao knew very well that Ming Dao had worked very hard before, but that was because of his strong interest. And now it seems that there is something more, it seems to be a look of longing, and it is a feeling of extreme longing for power.

Although this is what Ming Lao wants to see, he is also deliberately guiding Ming Dao. But when the result came, Ming Lao's heart flashed with deep distress and helplessness. Ming Dao is only six years old!

Unaware of the complicated eyes of Ming Lao, who was staring at him, Ming Dao was concentrating on the operation of the Divine Consciousness Attack Method.

Eyes are the only magic that can be practiced in the Ming Dao at present. Compress the power of the divine consciousness to the eyes, and attack from the eyes of the eyes, directly attacking the opponent's divine soul, causing the opponent's divine consciousness to be severely damaged, and the end is unpredictable.

Cultivation is supreme and deep, and everything in the eye is turned into ashes, and when he sees the clear path of this sentence, he vows to reach the peak of his determination to succeed in his cultivation.

With a solemn expression, Ming Dao carefully ran his divine consciousness according to the magic of his eyes, and the speed of his divine consciousness walking was really slower than that of alchemy, like a turtle crawling, but Ming Dao did not have the slightest impatience, and laboriously tried to run his divine consciousness over and over again to walk along a specific track, although it was only a trace of divine consciousness, but Ming Dao was sweating profusely when he was not long, and his teeth were trembling. The pain brought by the divine soul hit Ming Dao's nerves over and over again.

Ming Dao clearly felt that every time he tried, his divine consciousness went a little further, and although he was in pain, he still felt the excitement, the excitement brought by progress!

Finally, after countless painful attempts, that trace of divine consciousness finally opened up the correct vein, and it reached the eye, although the power of divine consciousness was powerless to try anything else at this time, and then dissipated. But after all, the first step of finding and opening up the context has been completed.

Ming Dao wanted to laugh, but his mouth opened slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he fell down when he raised his head, really unable to support his tired body. At this time, Mingdao was like he had just been scooped up in the water, soaked in sweat.

Ming Lao looked at Ming Dao, who had been practicing all day, lying quietly on the bed, although he was already unconscious due to the excessive consumption of his divine sense, he still looked like he was smiling. I thought of the pain that Mingdao endured on this day, but I didn't flinch in the slightest. And without the assistance of spiritual power, he actually completed the first step in one day, and even Ming Lao has never seen a few such talents!

What made Ming Lao sigh the most was Ming Dao's iron will!

Ming Lao, who had been observing Ming Dao all day long, watched Ming Dao's body swaying again and again because of the severe pain caused by the Divine Consciousness Pulse, and stabilized his body again and again, and continued to Divine Consciousness Pulse. Without the slightest hesitation, Ming Dao, who moved forward bravely, seemed to dazzle Ming Lao's moist eyes.

Ming Lao smiled bitterly and said secretly: "Could it be that he is really old?"

When he was still looking ahead and thinking about the complicated things, Ming Dao's firm expression and decisive actions made Ming Lao's face a little red.

As long as you embark on the path of cultivation, which one is not swimming against the current, which one is not competing with all the geniuses, and which one is not trying to survive step by step?

As Ming Lao's heart knot opened, his expression gradually became solemn, and his eyes looked at the hazy sky of the night: "Since this is the case, then I will open up a fair road for Dao'er to compete with those so-called geniuses! After so many years, it is time to go back." In the past, I didn't argue, I just didn't like it. Now for the sake of Taoism, why not fight with you!"

Ming Lao, who lowered his head and regained his smile, looked at Ming Dao: "Dao'er's talent, I hope you won't be too surprised." Hey. ”

Nothing was said all night.

.....

In the next few days, Ming Lao'er always intentionally or unintentionally took a pen with a strange shape in front of Ming Dao to write and draw on the runes. What's the matter, at this time, Ming Dao didn't even have the interest to look at it twice, and he was dedicated to cultivating the divine sense. Cultivating to the Ming Dao in the evening, and then holding Xiao Bai Ze and planting it on the bed, it didn't take long to hear the sound of even breathing. Ming Lao was quite helpless.

Finally, at noon one day, the old man Ming who was thinking about how to guide Ming Dao with a sad face. Suddenly, I heard the joyful voices of a man and a woman outside.

Of course, the male voice is Mingdao, and the female voice is Xuan'er, who has often come to Mingdao to play in recent days.

I saw Mingdao and Xuan'er holding each other's hands and dancing happily, next to it was a small tree with the thickness of an arm, if you look closely, you can find that there is a pinhole-sized hole on the trunk of the small tree. Ming Dao, who had been cheering for a while, suddenly saw Ming Lao looking at them with a smile, so he took Xuan'er and ran to Ming Lao, and said happily: "Grandpa, you see that I have succeeded." It's the cultivation that is recorded in the book that has reached the beginning. Haha!"

Ming Lao was a little surprised to find that he still underestimated Ming Dao's talent. It's only been a few days, everything is difficult at the beginning, and it usually takes a month to half a year to get started for the first time when you have a soul rush!

Ming Lao smiled and touched Ming Dao's little head, just about to speak. Ming Lao found that Xuan'er, who was holding Mingdao's little hand, couldn't hide the happy look on Mingdao's face, and there was a faint look of envy, but he didn't have a lot of negative emotions with him.

Ming Lao smiled, just pushed the boat down the river to say his purpose, and said: "Dao'er is so smart, I have a more powerful trick here, which is enough to defeat a hundred." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that he was one against a hundred, Ming Dao's eyes lit up. Xuan'er next to her also had a yearning expression.

Ming Lao took out the array plate that had been prepared a long time ago, and threw it at another big tree with a person surrounding the thickness, only to see that the array plate was as big as a thatched house out of thin air, just shrouded around the big tree, and suddenly several invisible forces were born in the array disk, and the big tree was instantly twisted into pieces in the disbelief of Ming Dao and Xuan'er.

Ming Dao and Xuan'er's eyes widened and they looked back to their original size, dripping round discs on Ming Lao's hands. Swallowing his saliva, the horror in his eyes turned into anticipation after a while.

Ming Lao watched Ming Dao keep rubbing his hands with each other, and his tongue licking his lips from time to time, he knew that his goal had been achieved.

But I couldn't help but sneer, I knew it was so simple, why did I spend so much time?