The threshold for martial cultivation is much lower than that for spiritual cultivation.

As long as there is no problem with the meridians and there is a certain amount of knowledge, it is easy to practice martial arts.

Yun Yi sat cross-legged, and his thoughts escaped into his body, heading straight for the sea of qi in his lower abdomen. Yun Yi had never cultivated, and the sea of qi at this time was like a dry pond, empty.

Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to make the sea of knowledge clear, and his mental power gushed out from the acupoints, like an invisible big hand, and a large amount of gaseous aura was in his hands.

As soon as Yun Yi's mind moved, the aura instantly poured into the acupoint, and he quickly moved forward along the meridians.

As the aura continued to wash through the meridians, Yun Yi's whole body trembled, and he involuntarily clenched his teeth, and sweat instantly wet his clothes.

After all, Yun Yi still underestimated the difficulty of martial cultivation.

He had never practiced, his muscles and veins had never been nourished, so where could he withstand the impact of massive spiritual energy?

The aura has entered the body, and it is almost impossible to stop. Yun Yi had to grit his teeth and persevere.

The pain continued to come, and the tearing sensation almost turned the sea of consciousness into the sky. Yun Yi was a little dizzy, his body couldn't stop shaking, and he was about to faint when he saw it.

Suddenly, his expression was relieved, and he was no longer dead and alive. Just now, the aura finally passed through the meridians and entered the sea of qi.

Yun Yi let out a long breath. After all, I persevered.

After a short rest, Yun Yi urged his thoughts to sink into the sea of qi. There was still nothing left in the eye, as if the previous pain was an illusion. In this regard, Yunyi was not surprised. His cultivation is too low, and his aura is still only gaseous, so it's strange to be able to see it.

The aura has just entered the sea of qi, and this is the critical moment to strike while the iron is hot. The telekinesis wrapped in the invisible aura and re-entered the meridians.

Yun Yi was unsurprisingly subjected to an inhuman torture again. However, pain and pleasure coexisted, and he vaguely felt that his whole body was warm, and his body was a little lighter. It's just that the aura is too thin, and the feeling is not very strong.

The aura ran fast for four weeks, and then suddenly came to an abrupt end.

"Huh?!" Yun Yi was stunned for a moment. There is so little aura?

There is a latent understanding in the cultivation world that the total amount of aura in the sea of qi can run for nine weeks, which is the best configuration.

Yun Yi's meridians are very narrow at the moment, and the total amount of spiritual energy in the sea of qi can only run for four weeks, which can be said to be a pitiful amount.

"That'...... Continue?" Yun Yi really didn't want to bear that kind of heart-rending pain. However, in order to practice greatly, you must endure it.

The hole opened again.

Yun Yi learned to be obedient this time, and absorbed relatively little aura. The aura slowly entered the body and entered the sea of qi along the meridians. This time, the pain was much weaker than before.

Under the urging of the telekinesis, the invisible aura surged in the meridians again.

It was as if a voice was coming from within. The aura ran for three weeks and stopped instantly.

Yun Yi was stunned, what was going on? Why was there one less Zhou Tian than before? After thinking about it quickly, he finally understood.

Reiki runs within the meridians, which can not only wash and warm the meridians, but also purify and refine themselves. It's strange that there are more and more of them.

"It seems that martial arts cultivation is the work of sharpening sword skills, and it can't be done overnight, so take your time. Yun Yi got up with emotion and swayed out the door.

The spring rain has stopped, and there is a refreshing smell in the air. It's just a little cold, as if it's back to early winter.

There was a clanging sound at the back door of the thatched cottage, I don't know what the senior brother and sister are busy with, Yun Yi walked over curiously.

Walking out of the back door, Yun Yi saw from a distance that in the woods, near the small pond, Senior Brother Mo Xian and other classmates were banging around a table.

"Is it iron?"

Cloud Wing trotted forward. Before getting closer, Yun Yi found that he had guessed correctly. Senior Brother Mo Xian was shirtless, holding a hammer, and was beating a knife.

"Senior brother is here?" all the classmates greeted warmly when they saw Yun Yi coming.

After Yun Yi gave the salute, he asked curiously, "Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"Forge a spiritual weapon. Eighth Senior Sister Qin Yurong replied.

Yun Yi looked at the swarthy big knife in surprise, a little disbelieving. He had seen spiritual artifacts before. When he came to the capital, he passed through Black Pine Ridge. Yang Yong, the big boss of the mountain bandits, has a big knife, which is said to be a spiritual weapon.

But Yang Yong's spiritual weapon is very eye-catching, and it looks much better than the one in Mo Xian's hand.

"This is just an embryo, and the spirit circle has not yet been carved. "Seventh Senior Brother Wu Daozi seems to be able to read people's hearts, and explained to Yun Yi.

Yunyi nodded. No wonder. The appearance of this knife is also too ugly, and the co-authorship is a half-finished product.

"Senior brother, didn't you continue to read?" Senior brother put the big knife on the stove and turned to ask Yun Yi.

Yun Yi bared his teeth and smiled: "Last night, I attracted the spirit into the body. The whole body hurts uncomfortably, come out and rest. ”

"Yo, I've finally started cultivating. "The same martial cultivator, Eighth Senior Sister Qin Yurong is obviously more concerned about Yun Yi's situation. She stared at Yun Yi and asked, "How many Sundays?"

Yun Yi stretched out three fingers.

"Three Sundays?" Qin Yurong thought for a while and nodded: "It's okay." The meridians and minds are comparatively okay. ”

Is it just okay? He asked curiously, "Senior sister, the most talented martial cultivator, the first time he introduced the spirit into his body, how many days did it take?"

"Nine, a soul breaker becomes a spirit master in one day. Qin Yurong said very casually.

Yun Yi lowered his head and was a little embarrassed.

"Don't rush, take your time. Wu Daozi comforted. Yun Yi nodded silently.

The broadsword was still calcined on the stove, probably at a low temperature, and never burned red. The classmates stared intently and didn't say a word.

"I'll add to the fire. Fourth Senior Sister Mu Yaxin suddenly approached the stove and said. As soon as she finished speaking, a red flame floated from in front of her into the furnace, and the temperature around her rose rapidly.

"I'll add some firewood. Second Senior Sister Liu Zhushuang also leaned over. A green mass floated into the furnace.

With a bang, a red white flame suddenly burst out of the furnace. The crowd of onlookers immediately jumped back. The heat around the small pond became so hot that it was almost dog days.

"Alright, don't burn it, it's going to melt. ”

Senior Brother Mo Xian screamed strangely, and put the big knife on the table with iron tongs.

There was a clanging and continuous banging sound. Yun Yi noticed that when Mo Xian was striking, silver points of light drilled into the big knife.

Mo Xian knocked for a while, then suddenly stopped and shouted, "Quench!"

The third senior brother, Wei Miao, immediately rushed forward, and the blue water balloon fell with a bang.

When the fog rose, the seventh senior brother Wu Daozi stepped forward quickly, his hands linked, as if painting, and as if writing, his expression was very focused, but his movements were very strange.

When Yun Yi saw this, he already understood. Senior Brother Mo Xian seems to be building a spiritual weapon, but he is actually exercising everyone's tacit understanding.

Wu Daozi was busy for a long time, and he didn't stop until his face turned pale.

"How?" the crowd looked at him.

Wu Daozi shook his head, obviously dissatisfied: "Only one spirit gathering array is depicted, and it is still the simplest." The power is not very good. ”

"Is there a grade?" Qin Yurong asked, staring at the big knife.

"At most, the second grade is low-level. Wu Daozi was a little lost.

"Yes, I'll try. "As a martial arts cultivator, Qin Yurong is very keen on weapons. She picked up the big knife and weighed it, and nodded: "It feels good." ”

Everyone watched quietly.

After being a little familiar with the big knife, Qin Yurong's expression became very focused. The three fingers of her left hand quickly changed color.

Seeing the rocks on the other side of the small pond, she swung her broadsword. The surrounding air seemed to be stirred, and Yun Yi clearly felt that there were strong fluctuations in the aura.

Whew! The momentum of the mountains and the sea swept away from the knife, and instantly crossed dozens of zhang and slashed on the mountain rock.

Bang! The rocks exploded and turned into rubble all over the ground.

Qin Yurong stared at it from a distance and commented, "The gathering spirit is a little sluggish, and the power is not bad. If there is a Spirit Reservoir Array, it will be even better. ”

"I'll think again. Wu Daozi humbly accepted.

Yun Yi looked at them and secretly admired, everyone seemed to get along very well.

Later, the people gathered together and took another discussion. I didn't stop until I had a meal.

At the dinner table, Mo Xian stared at Yun Yi: "Senior brother, will you participate in the youth party on April 5th?"

Yun Yi hurriedly shook his head: "My cultivation is low, and I still don't embarrass the grass hall." ”

On April 5th, in the Daxing Empire is the traditional outing party. At the convention, there are a variety of traditional programs. Martial arts competitions are naturally indispensable.

"That ......" Mo Xian didn't seem to give up: "Someone is worried about you." The little chubby dun of the Hubu Shangshu family, I heard that there are newcomers in our cottage and want to compare with you. ”

Yun Yi thought about it, but still shook his head: "I am a little bit of a little bit of Taoism, which is someone else's opponent?"

"Well, it makes sense, your cultivation time is indeed a little shorter. Mo Xian was no longer reluctant, and sighed regretfully: "The household department is still in the book, but it is in charge of the household registration of the whole country, it should not be difficult to find someone." ”

"Huh?" Yun Yi's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Little Fat Dun, what strength?"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help laughing.