From the conversation of several young men and women, I learned that they are all from Mingcheng, hundreds of miles away, their age is the best age for cultivation, they usually practice in Mingshan outside the city, the rich young master Fu Chun and the daughter of the mayor of the town Di belong to the same door as them, usually they are difficult to come out to walk, this time it is because of the god festival in Xingyun Town, those young men and women are also invited to come, and they themselves want to come out to broaden their horizons.

In addition, they also wanted to take the opportunity to look for spirit beasts in the mountains near Xingyun Town, because Xingyun Town was close to the majestic Lianye Mountain Range and belonged to the border of this continent, Zhongzhou!

Spirit beasts, ordinary people may not be able to use them, because spirit beasts are relatively scarce, and it takes a lot of money to cultivate spirit beasts, and only those of them who don't have to work to make money to support their families, and focus on cultivation, so that real cultivators who go farther in the future can use them.

And the spirit beast can be transformed into a part of the master's combat power when it is finally cultivated, and the final form of some spirit beasts is very terrifying, and the combat power is even much more powerful than the master who grew up in the same period.

Yang Huan sometimes heard others talk about the environment and situation around the town, and compared to what he heard today, he had a general understanding.

Then, his heart was a little moved, and he wanted to leave, and it was better to live in the mountains outside than to be bullied here every day, but he didn't know if his true qi would allow him to break through the barrier on the outskirts of the town.

"Bang bang bang!" only heard three cannons outside, and the festival officially began.

The whole town flocked to the center of the town, including the owner and lady of the Dexuan Restaurant, as well as the cooks, and the young men and women who followed.

Of course, Yang Huan didn't go, and he couldn't go, he belonged to an alien in the eyes of people, and people didn't allow aliens to collide and blaspheme.

One year, Yang Huan couldn't help but be curious to be found when he went to see it, but he was caught and hung by the people in the town, and he was hung on the big locust tree for three days and three nights, and he was beaten badly.

Speaking of which, Yang Huan is very close to the big locust tree, not only can he see it every day carrying water, but he has been tied to the tree several times.

All the people came to the well in the middle of the town, and they sacrificed to the big locust tree next to the well. So far, no one in the town can remember or tell its age, only the ancestral legend that the big locust tree has appeared and once protected Xingyun Town from a devastating danger, so the whole town worships it as a god.

In addition to the usual times, when people are sick or pray to come to the big locust tree to worship, on this day every year, the whole town will hold a large-scale worship event.

The table has already been prepared under the big locust tree, all of which are sacrifices, and the people of the whole town surround the big locust tree, and the crowds of people kneel and worship together, and the mayor of the town recites the words of worship, and everyone prays, and the sound of prayer is concentrated, huge and boiling, it is simply deafening, and it goes straight to the sky.

The ritual was tedious and lengthy until the sun was in the west, when the people dispersed and returned to their homes, as did the people from the villages on the outskirts of the town.

The group of young men and women followed him to the mayor's house as guests, and every year after the worship of the gods, the mayor's house would hold a feast to entertain those who had heads and faces in the town, as well as the elders, including the occasional guests from the outside who came to the town to watch the ceremony.

The liveliness of the mayor's house is not mentioned, the boss and the proprietress of Dexuan went home after dinner, it was dark, and there were no guests, Yang Huan and they closed the door, this town still retains the ancient tradition, few people come out to hang on the street after dark, and basically go home and rest early.

Yang Huan cleaned up the shop, cleaned up, and returned to the backyard, where he began to meditate cross-legged.

Sheng didn't care about him, and went to rest on his own.

As soon as the snoring sound of the other life started, Yang Huan mobilized the true qi in his body and began to impact the acupoints.

Yang Huan mobilized that small true qi and let it run freely in his body, deliberately controlling it, and feeling it carefully, he found that there were really a lot of stagnant places in his body, and his true qi was not running smoothly, so he could not run freely as he wanted.

Yang Huan doesn't know much about the meridians of the human body, only the eight meridians that are more often mentioned.

The eight veins of the Qi Jing are the general name of the Ren pulse, the Du pulse, the Chong pulse, the belt pulse, the Yin stilt vein, the Yang stilt vein, the Yin Wei vein, and the Yang Wei vein.

Yang Huan only remembered that in the practice of martial arts, the eight veins of the Qi Jing are very important, especially the second vein of Ren Du, if they are opened, they can often make people soar into the sky.

Ren pulse, line in the midline of the ventral surface, its veins and hands and feet three yin and yin veins many times intersect, can always be any body of the yin meridian, so called: \ "the sea of yin veins\".

Governor pulse, line in the middle of the back, its pulse and the hands and feet of the three yang meridians and yang veins intersect, can be the governor of the yang meridian, so called \"the sea of yang veins\".

This yin and yang, the yin and yang meridians that encompass the whole body, if you open up, yin and yang intersect, and the important veins of the whole body are connected, it is difficult to soar into the sky.

Do you want to go directly to the second pulse of Ren Du?

Yang Huan tried to mobilize the true qi in his body to impact, but as a result, it was like shaking a stone with a faint gas, there was no movement at all, but the qi was washed away, and he meditated for a long time before feeling the mobilization again.

It seems that it is not so easy to get through the second vein of Rendu, and there is no shortcut, so you can only start with those small meridians.

Thinking about it, it took him nearly twenty years to have a sense of qi, and when he felt that wisp of true qi, raised in his abdomen, how could he directly open up the second vein of Ren Du, isn't that a fantasy?

Yang Huan firmly controlled the impact of that true qi from the first place where he felt sluggish, endured the stinging pain, and tried it over and over again.

The meridians have to be expanded, and the pain is different from the ordinary physical pain, like a needle prick, but it is unpredictable, and it can't really be felt, not in the epidermis, not in the inner house, not to mention how uncomfortable it is, it seems to be itchy but not itchy.

Yang Huan restrained his mind, tried not to be affected by that feeling, tirelessly tried again and again, suffered for so many years, suffered for so many years, this pain is actually nothing, finally, after not knowing that after impacting thousands of times, that meridian suddenly became accessible, and the true qi in his body also grew up in an instant, and there was a sense of fullness in the meridians, and his strength increased.

Yang Huan felt that with the blessing of real power, he might be able to break the poplar tree behind him with one palm, of course, this is an illusion after just achieving a little achievement, he doesn't know if it can be done, and he doesn't dare to try it in the dead of night.

Time can't be wasted, adjust the state, Yang Huan then began to impact the next sluggish place, that is the vein of another tributary, he doesn't know the name, he only knows, he wants to encounter one to break through the other, try to break through more and more veins, and seek a breakthrough from quantitative change to qualitative change.

After a night of hard work, Yang Huan broke through the three veins, he didn't know how many meridians there were in the body, but the real cultivation broke through the three in one night, he was still very happy, the impact of the meridians and let the true qi swim in the body is different, one night, although the true qi has grown, but his mind is still very tired, he mobilized the true qi to travel back and forth in the body, repair the damage of the impact veins, and at the same time warm the body, after a while, he was in good spirits, and felt a lot more comfortable, so he opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, Yang Huan suddenly found that he didn't know when there was an extra face in front of him!

It was an old human face, wooden and expressionless, as if it was not a living person's face, like a dead person.

Yang Huan's heart instantly seemed to fall into an ice cellar, his whole body was cold, and even his soul seemed to be suffocated, this sudden fright made him almost out of his body, and one of his own faces instantly turned white.