In the Futu Patriarch's Cave Mansion on Futu Mountain. Wei Ming looked at the scrap of paper in his hand, on which a large number of strange villains were drawn, but there was no written explanation.

Weiming had studied writing in that birth space, but he had never learned to look at paintings, so he couldn't understand the meaning of the villain's drawings above. I can only follow the movements of the villains above.

The first painting shows a small ink figure sitting cross-legged with his hands smoothed and resting on his legs.

Weiming did it like this. Also cross your legs and sit quietly.

But after a while, I felt a sore back, and I couldn't cultivate at all.

He is now in the realm of Shi according to the Futu Patriarch, that is, the so-called Qi Practitioner. It can sense the flow of true qi in the body, and can also use the true qi to increase its own strength. But he tried to look inside his body, but he didn't find any effect on this meditation, except for the increase in fatigue.

Soon he lost patience and felt that this kind of martial arts was too strange to understand, let alone practice.

So he didn't look at the villain paintings behind him, but walked out of the cave alone, wanting to walk on this dead and desolate hill. Scattered, everything has been too depressing lately, he may not be long dead, and he will die like that voice at the hand of the golden thunder. This made him very anxious and difficult to calm down.

This low mountain peak was not named, and it was learned from the Futu Patriarch that he and his friends found it by chance. It is very secretive, between a large number of nameless mountains, and when you look in from the outside of those mountains, you can't see this small Futu hill at all.

Tired of mundane grievances and grievances, the Patriarch of Futu lived here decades ago, and decided to live here for the rest of his life, placing all his unique knowledge in his own tomb, waiting for the discovery of the next destined person.

It's just that Weiming understands that those decades are actually just a few hundred days in the world he belongs to, and they are not long. At the same time, even the lifespan of martial arts practitioners in this martial world is very short, probably only one thousand martial world years and three thousand original world days.

Because of this, Weiming didn't worry too much that he would be taken away by the recovered Golden Thunder Consciousness due to lack of time. I'm just afraid that my progress will be too slow and all my time will be wasted.

He could feel that the golden thunder consciousness seemed to be dying and very weak. You can only hide somewhere in your inner spiritual world and slowly recover, waiting for the opportunity.

But not worrying doesn't mean that he will be lazy and stop cultivating, whether it is to avenge the voice that saved him, or to save his life, he has to improve his realm as soon as possible, and collect the Heavenly Floating Slaughter as soon as possible.

The mountain was so small compared to the outer mountains that it didn't take long for him to reach the summit and observe the outside world.

"Is this what another world is like?" Weiming stood on the top of Futu Mountain, and from this view, the surrounding areas were all continuous green peaks, with lush trees and vitality.

On the other hand, the desolation and ruins of Futu Mountain seem to have suffered a tragic war, or some natural disaster has made this mountain what it is today.

Weiming secretly suspected in his heart that the Futu Patriarch must have hidden something about Futu Mountain.

Feel the gentle breeze, the sky is clear, the sun is rising, and the sun is shining. Weiming couldn't help but lie down slowly, and then his body seemed to be inspired by something, and he uncontrollably stood up cross-legged on his own, and then put his hands flat on his legs. The two golden dim eyes also closed slightly.

Weiming's whole body felt an unprecedented comfort, since he was born, he has been abused, and he has never calmed down to enjoy the sun and clouds. And now his wounded body is gradually feeling the shining of the sun, the ethereal clouds, and the majesty of the mountain peaks.

Weiming gradually fell into an ethereal state, the body was light, the five bodies were relaxed, the spirit was soothed, and the soul was liberated.

Looking at the top of the mountain from a distance, you will definitely be shocked by the scene at this time--- a figure in plain and dry clothes with the appearance of a teenager is surrounded by a sea of sunlight clouds, from time to time there are auspicious clouds fluttering, Ruixia floating, and spirit birds flying.

The young man was in the middle of it, constantly breathing heavily, at first short, and then slowly calming down, and in this way, he kept spitting out the old and absorbing the sun, absorbing the sunlight and clouds, and the young man's slightly pale face gradually became ruddy and shiny.

"Ha-hoo, ha-hu. The boy slept in the sunbathing in such a relaxed and pleasant way. But the body still maintains the posture of meditation, still swallowing the sunlight and digesting the clouds. The boy had fallen asleep peacefully.

The Futu Patriarch also quietly came to the top of the mountain, looked at Weiming, who was sleeping peacefully in front of him, and showed a relieved smile. "I didn't expect you to learn this first method of breathing and breathing so easily. What a rare fellow!" Futu Patriarch couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart.

Day after day, year after year. Every day. The Futu Patriarch asked Weiming to practice, but Weiming took advantage of his absence to sneak to the top of the mountain to continuously temper his body, restore his vitality, and strengthen himself.

And so it went on for a while. Finally, three years after Weiming came to this world to worship the Futu Patriarch as his teacher, that is, nine days after the normal world, during the practice of Weiming secretly going up the mountain again, Weiming felt a burst of heat in his body, and he kept coming out of hot white gas. Then there was a slam of the earth, and a large amount of filth was exhaled. In the end, I felt that my physical strength had increased greatly, and it seemed that I had recovered and my realm had improved.

Weiming tried to feel his own sea of qi, this is the space for people who practice martial arts to store their true qi, the stronger the one, the bigger the sea of qi, and the more true qi can be stored. Even in the end, many things outside the body can be deposited without having to carry them on your hands or on your back. This is also the convenience of the strong.

Wei Ming is now constantly working hard to investigate the sea of qi in his body, and finally finds that the purity of his true qi has improved a lot compared to when he first crossed into this world, but to his disappointment, it is not accompanied by the improvement of the realm.

At this time, Weiming is the same as when he first came, and he is still at the third level in the early stage of the Shi Realm, but compared to the vast majority of people in the early stage of the Shi Realm, he is definitely a top master.

Weiming decided to travel to the surrounding mountains to test his skills.

Standing behind Weiming for a long time, the Futu Patriarch, who was hiding behind a big rock, was still watching, and did not want Weiming to find himself. He had already sensed Weiming's current strength, and he knew that he had not improved his realm, and he was also a little disappointed, but it was more strange.

"With his qualifications, he shouldn't still be at the third level of the early stage of the Shi Realm, is there something that hinders him? Could it be that my expectations of him are wrong? That exercise is indeed not trivial, and even I don't know how it is. Patriarch Futu pondered in his heart. But I couldn't figure it out, or I didn't want to understand it, so I had to give up.

"I have to go to Master. Unnamed spread his legs, got up from the ground, and muttered to himself.

When the Futu Patriarch heard this, he immediately came to the cave halfway up the mountain.

"Master, the apprentices have something to ask for. "The Futu Patriarch came back for a while, and Weiming also came back, which shows that the recent hard training has not been in vain, and his speed is much faster.

"Tell me what? The Futu Patriarch asked knowingly, not wanting him to realize that he had been following him.

Weiming hesitated for a while: "Master, I want to travel to the surrounding mountains once, and by the way, try how strong I am." ”

The Futu Patriarch knew that he couldn't stop him, but he still solemnly reminded: "I told you a few years ago that those mountains are not as calm as Futu Mountain, but the undercurrent is turbulent, and there are many demon beasts. "Of course, the years mentioned by the Futu Patriarch are calculated according to the martial world, but in fact, it is only a few days.

However, Weiming also understands the danger in the surrounding mountains. There is no need for the Futu Patriarch to remind him, he also understands the horror of those demon beasts.

Just a day ago, there was also a snake spider equivalent to the middle of the Shi Realm because it was hunted and killed by other fierce demon beasts, and accidentally fled into Futu Mountain, and was killed by the patriarch with a finger. The corpse was still at the foot of the mountain, and it was estimated that it had been eaten by the surrounding demon beasts.

But Weiming knows in his heart that if you keep working behind closed doors and don't communicate with the outside world, you will only stop moving forward and never be able to progress. Practice brings true knowledge, the same way, fighting to refine the strong.

"Practice brings true knowledge, and battle refines the strong." Weiming blurted out, although it was a little immature, but it was enough to show his determination. If he doesn't become strong and stagnate, then sooner or later he will be devoured by the knowledge of the thunder, and even if there is no thunder, someone else will kill him.

"Okay, Weiming, I agree with you to go. But you're likely to be in danger here, and this is for you. The Futu patriarch looked at the young man Weiming, and couldn't help but recall himself when he was young and vigorous, and he was also such a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and was not afraid of heaven and earth.

The Futu Patriarch extracted a pure true qi from his own sea of qi, and as soon as this pure true qi was exposed in the air, it condensed into an entity and turned into a short stick, strong and shiny. It looks no different from fine iron, or even stronger than fine iron, and is simply a good weapon for self-defense.

"This short stick is called the Breath Staff. A weak scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken can also condense his true qi in his hand and compete with ordinary qi practitioners to protect himself from being killed. "The Futu Patriarch explained the mystery of this weapon, like a number of treasures.

"But remember, this short stick can burst with great power when your life is threatened, but it can only be used once. Therefore, make the best use of it, and never use it as a life-saving trick. The Futu Patriarch warned.

"Yes, Master. "The unnamed swears.

"By the way, how is your cultivation of "Seven Steps to Ape Flying"? There are seven paintings on it. They correspond to the seven variations of a martial art on the fragment. "Seven Steps Ape Flying" has a total of one move and seven styles, and the complete moves are equivalent to the martial arts of the quasi-zun realm. It's a pity that as a teacher, there is only this first type of rapid stepping style, which can only be regarded as a master-level martial art, but it is enough to make you realize it for a while. "Before Weiming was about to leave, the Futu Patriarch finally revealed the mystery of the exquisite move "Seven Steps Ape Flying".

However, even if Weiming understood it now, he didn't have time to cultivate again, so he had to reply: "Master, I can't understand those pictures at all, but I have learned the first two. Weiming said embarrassedly.

When the Futu Patriarch heard this, he was not disappointed, but was very surprised: "I didn't expect you to be able to realize two changes on your own, which is very good." It took three years for the teacher to realize the first picture in front of me, a method of breathing and practicing qi. "The three years that the Futu Patriarch said in his mouth are naturally the nine heavens of the original world.

"A way to breathe and practice qi?" Weiming couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Hmm. This breathing method is called ape flying qi. This breathing method can make the body light, as agile as an ape, and leap into the stream, hence the name. Patriarch Futu continued to patiently explain one by one.

"I see, is it any wonder that there is a feeling of lightness on the top of the mountain?" Wei Ming thought in his heart, and then turned around and said goodbye.

"Master, I'm going down the mountain. Weiming took the condensing rod and turned around and walked out of the cave.