Master Yi stood on the top of the bluestone with his hands in his hands, dressed in green clothes, the corners of his clothes vibrate, and his demeanor was like a fairy, as if he was about to fly away in the air at any time.

But when you come here, you can't be specifically pretending to be this beep, right? An Xiaoqi was about to ask questions, but saw the master turn around, looking him up and down with burning eyes. After a while, Master's voice came in a faint voice: "That's pretty much it, take it." ”

Isn't it almost the same! An Xiaoqi recently secretly tried it with a scale weighing potatoes, and the iron scale weighed up to 1,000 kilograms, but after pressing it lightly, the weight still didn't come out -- the iron-cast weighing platform was pressed by him with a handprint, which was simply mysterious! Xiaoqi often doubted: He might be able to lift a mountain! So powerful, what are you waiting for if you don't cultivate immortals?

The master threw over a piece of something, An Xiaoqi hurriedly caught it, and when he spread his hands, it turned out to be a round stone the size of a goose egg, which was cold in his hand. When I was confused, I heard the master say, "Just hold it, you don't have to exert force." ”

Listening to Master's words, he obediently held it in his hand, and one side of the cobblestone leaked out of his tiger's mouth. I saw that the small piece of stone that leaked out gradually became transparent, from colorless, to yellow, to green, and finally to red. The color of the stone combined with the light of the setting sun, reflecting An Xiaoqi's little face flushed, moisturizing like fruit.

The master glanced at the light of the stone, then at An Xiaoqi, nodded and said: "The soul is stable and the body is extraordinary, although it is not a blue saint, the red transcendent is enough." This will pass on the exercises to you. ”

An Xiaoqi was enveloped in ecstasy at that time, although he didn't know what the master was talking about, but he faintly felt that he was blown up! He trembled with excitement, but the strength in his hand was greater, and the round stone was pinched and exploded, and the heavy powder and the stone residue fell from his fingers, but he didn't wait for the landing, and was blown by the mountain wind, and quickly dispersed and disappeared, which was very strange.

An Xiaoqi's heart was very excited, and he had read a lot of immortal cultivation novels before he crossed over, and his brain was also big: I just don't know whether the master used jade slips to pass on the exercises, or oral teaching, or direct empowerment?

Wu Zizi's mind was wide open, but the master didn't speak, nor did he take out anything like 'jade slip', just like he usually did when he called An Xiaoqi, he stretched out a finger, did not point at An Xiaoqi, but pointed straight to the sky, and then put it down.

With this plain finger, I didn't see the slightest electric vision, but the world became different.

As if the pause button was pressed, the world stopped at this second, this frame. All the sights froze, the sounds disappeared, and the world fell silent in an instant.

The wind stopped, and the trees remained still at the moment they were blown down.

On the mountainside, the smoke of the cooking stove remains in a floating state, suspended and silent.

In the farmhouse, the brothers of the trio were chatting, and the picture suddenly froze, and the few people who spoke opened their mouths and did not move, and the spit splashed was suddenly frozen in the air.

In the distant city, two passers-by were talking enthusiastically, their expressions frozen, looking at each other enthusiastically.

On the highway, a traffic policeman was trying to stop a suspected overloaded truck, the truck stopped strangely in the middle of the road, maintaining a sprint action, and the angry expression on the traffic policeman's face was also frozen at this moment.

Farther away in the big city, on the street corner, a wild cat is pounced on a mouse, the ferocious expression of the wild cat and the frightened expression of the mouse instantly froze, not far from them, the crowd of people walking by one after another all remained motionless, and above the rows of skyscrapers, a flying pigeon froze in the air.

In the ocean, a group of dolphins are chasing migratory salmon, and a dolphin jumps out of the water excitedly, but it turns into a still scenery with the waves under its fins.

This kind of scene happens in every place in the world, and there is absolutely no omission, all the scenes of the world are frozen at this moment, whether it is people, animals, or the natural climate, all of them are stagnant, and the whole world is strangely stiff and motionless, as if time no longer exists.

But there's more to it than that.

Far up in the sky, artificial satellites detached from the Earth's gravity also hang still.

Far away from the earth, the source of all things, the brilliant sun, threw out a huge mass of sun, and froze.

The brilliant and beautiful Star Swirl in the universe has also stopped its eternal rotation.

I don't know what to do, it's like a miracle, like the end of time, the end of the world.

Except for two people on a bluestone slab somewhere on earth.

An Xiaoqi's eyes are not astronomical telescopes, so naturally he can't see the magical scenes of outer space - but the miracles in front of him are enough to surprise him, he looks at the trees that remain in a lodging state, and then looks at the hanging smoke, and a small mouth can't close. More than ten centimeters in front of him, a floating leaf solidified and suspended in mid-air, and he stretched out his hand to pick it off. There was deathly silence all around, and there was not a single sound.

This situation is a little weird and scary, An Xiaoqi is trembling, I don't know whether to be excited or frightened, one mouth is still dead: "This... It's not... Time stands still, point, ah, where's the nearest bank?"

Master's face was as usual, and his temperament was leisurely. was looking into the distance, but Wen Yan glanced back at him, but he didn't speak.

With a sigh in his heart, An Xiaoqi keenly noticed that Master would not be in the mood to joke, so he hurriedly went back to make up for it: "Master, I was wrong, your trick is so powerful." ”

Only then did Master Yi turn around and said calmly: "In order to prevent people with intentions from calculating cause and effect, just use some small techniques, and there is nothing worth talking about." The Lord has spared some of those who regard me as an enemy to strike their minds at you. ”

An Xiaoqi's jaw almost dropped to the ground when he heard this: As far as Master is this beep, there are still enemies? Although he has never seen other immortal cultivators, how can Master look like this, he should be the outstanding kind, who is so blind-eyed? There are really tens of millions of hatreds, right? He hurriedly asked: "Master, do you still have enemies?"

Master Yi's expression was flat, and he said word by word: "The world is so vast, there are probably some people who regard me as an enemy, but in fact, I don't regard them as an enemy. If you are fated to meet, you can pinch it to death. ”

It felt like swallowing a bite of a dry cake and choking hard. Rao is An Xiaoqi is articulate and thick-skinned, and he doesn't know how to interface at the moment. I only felt that the old master seemed to have fed him another mouthful of poisonous weeds, if he hadn't crossed over by himself, his heart had already been determined, and he might be led to a road of no return; the master saw that An Xiaoqi didn't speak, but he was not in a hurry to urge him, so he just stood quietly. It seems that stopping everything in a universe does not put much of a burden on him.

After a while, when An Xiaoqi's face turned from red to white, the master said unhurriedly: "Since you have finished collecting your mind, you are ready to carry the exercises." ”

"Wait!" An Xiaoqi hurriedly waved his hand, took two steps back on the bluestone, and said with a wry smile: "Master, why are you carrying one bite at a time? ”

Master's eyes were flat and his attitude was relaxed, and when An Xiaoqi finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to let him bear the exercises, so he simply decided to start with the basics, and asked him: "As far as you know, what is the youngest person in the world?"

Originally, I was talking about the exercises, but I don't know why the master suddenly turned the building crooked, but since the master asked, then he had to answer, and he didn't know whether the so-called smallest meant a substance or a unit of measurement. So he said tentatively, "Nano quark?"

The master stroked his hands and smiled: "What you know is beyond what you have read, you really didn't go to school because you were lazy." ”

An Xiaoqi also grinned, and now, although he didn't admit it, it was estimated that the master with great powers had already guessed his origin. It's just that the master and apprentice have a heart, and they don't declare it, and it is not unexpected for the master to go around this time.

But this is not the main point of Master's words, so I heard Master continue: "However, what you said is still insufficient. According to the theory of cultivating immortals, there is a kind of spirit son, which is the spirit of the soul. It is the key point between matter and energy, between the virtual and the real, constructing all tangible and intangible things. ”

"When I say bearing, I mean that the exercises are directly on your soul. ”

There are many things on Earth that can be used as carriers of information. In ancient times, knotted rope records, stone murals, ropes and stone walls were the carriers of information at that time. Later, there were oracle bones and bamboo slips. And then the paper. And now the Internet, discs, matrix hard drives. To this day, the old master has opened a new door for An Xiaoqi: the soul can also exist as an information carrier.

It's nothing else, the key is that there is a basis for Master Yi's words, that is, the soul really exists! This is a bit of an impact on An Xiaoqi's three views, but Master Niu Cheng is like this, this is very convincing. Xiao Qi first pressed the suspicion and persuaded himself to accept this setting, and then saw what kind of language impact the master had.

Master did not continue to say more on this topic. He saw that Xiao Qi was also calm, and seemed to understand, so he said, "Since you understand, then accept the exercises." ”

As he spoke, Master stretched out his right hand flatly, and his clenched hand slowly opened. In the white palm, there is a light condensing. At first, it was only the size of a fingernail, but it quickly expanded and brightened, becoming the size of an incandescent lamp, and the light became dazzling. And that wasn't the end of it, the light was still expanding, and by the time it was more than a human body's size, the light was already as dazzling as the sun. It wasn't enough for An Xiaoqi to close his eyes, he had to cover his face with his hands.

Master's face was still flat, and his right hand slowly moved forward, like a balloon being pushed out. This light enveloped An Xiaoqi's whole body, and then an extremely dazzling strong light erupted, lighting up the entire sky.

A large amount of information invaded An Xiaoqi's whole body from the strong light, and this light was not warm, but it was pervasive. His eyes were filled with endless words and symbols, all the sounds of the world poured into his ears, which represented countless spiritual messages, the tip of his tongue touched countless tastes, which were beneficial knowledge for spiritual practice, and the indescribable fragrance that poured into his nose, which was also made up of information.

The moment he touched this light, An Xiaoqi had a realization: this exercise passed down by the master is not at all something that can be transmitted by words or simple methods such as mantras. It contains a huge amount of information, composed of symbols, patterns, incantations, and a lot of mysterious, indescribable information. If it is taught in words and other records, I am afraid that it will not be able to convey it in case.

Originally, the information that came over was so huge that it was not enough for An Xiaoqi's whole body to become a matrix hard disk, but this information flowed into An Xiaoqi's eyebrows like a hundred rivers returning to the yuan, and it was easy and there was no omission. When the light dissipated, An Xiaoqi stood up again, although his whole body was as wet as waterlogging, he had a meaningful smile on his face.

The demonic strength of the whole body was all consumed, and it turned into the nutrients for this information to 'settle down'. The amount of information lingers in my mind and I remember it vividly. If you want to read which paragraph, as long as you have thoughts together, you can move it at will and stand up to your heart, which is faster and more convenient than a computer.

When An Xiaoqi was rejoicing, he heard the master's gentle voice coming, and he was also happy: "Sure enough, it all carried it, and there was no trouble, very good!"

An Xiaoqi suddenly remembered that the master seemed to have said that carrying this exercise requires the support of a powerful divine soul. came through by himself, and it was more than double the divine soul, plus so many nourishing treasures, and finally received it smoothly. If you don't go through this all of a sudden, it's still the original capacity, and catch up with so much explosive information rushing in, the consequences... Exploding on the spot? No wonder Master used the "Treasure Formula" to fool himself in his previous life.

It's just that there are really only the best and worst two paths to choose from? Why can't the middle route be chosen? Just because it's not perfect? An Xiaoqi keenly feels that there must be a reason for this, but it is still unknown.

The Master pointed to the sky with his hand, and the world came alive again. The birds continued to fly, the humans continued to walk, the river continued to flow, An Xiaoqi's ears heard the whirring wind again, the fallen branches bounced back to a straight state, and the flames on the distant surface of the sun smoothly threw out a curved arch bridge.

As soon as the exercises were obtained, he could finally cultivate immortals, and An Xiaoqi was so moved that tears were about to fall. He couldn't wait to read the cultivation secrets of the Qi Refining Period in his heart, but it was extremely easy to turn over this chapter. I have to say that although this kid's qualifications are poor, he doesn't have the comprehension, plus the master's meridians and immortal cultivation principles in the past two months, he is not too weak in basic knowledge, but he thinks about it well.

In terms of the exercises, 'those who are not extremely qualified cannot practice this exercise'! There is only this kind of exercise, a kind of threshold situation, and there is no choice at all. Although he feels that his body has been hollowed out and he feels that there is little hope, how can he control the divine power in his hands? An Xiaoqi secretly followed the exercises: meditating, moving the pulse, and moving the qi. Then unsurprisingly failed, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, lowered his head and muttered: "Sure enough, I can't even feel a trace of qi, what can I do?"

The master touched his head, smiled quietly, and said softly: "I have already said that your current qualifications are stubborn. How can the stubborn iron squeeze out the true qi? You don't have to be in a hurry, since you can take this first step, it will be easy to do later. ”

Seeing that the master was so confident, An Xiaoqi also made up his mind, and threw out a little apprehension in his heart, and the person relaxed again, and gave the master a cute smile, and his gratitude was overflowing: "Thank you Master for passing on my magic skills, such a powerful exercise, it should be our Taiqing Sect's housekeeping exercises, right?"

Master Yi's expression was still faint, but there was a sense of confidence in his indifference, and his already tall body was even more majestic. He looked at An Xiaoqi with burning eyes, and said loudly: "I have been deducing for many years, and I have read the classics, and I have obtained this exercise from the cardinal that I have learned for my teacher all my life, and there are some supplements from my old man. It's not that I'm proud, if I say that the Taiqing Immortal Law can be stronger than this one, I'm afraid it's also arrogant. It's just that there are people who make things happen, and only the strongest people don't have the strongest exercises. ”

As soon as An Xiaoqi heard it, he understood that the master was warning himself not to slack off. Don't think that just because you practice the best exercises, you think that you are amazing: others can still exert great power even if they practice the worst exercises, just like Qiao Daxia. However, Master really thinks too much! Not to mention whether he will be proud and slack off in the future, he can't even get a sense of qi out at this time, he is completely a waste material, and others can beat himself without knowing how to do the exercises—he can't think about it, and he will cry when he thinks about it. An Xiaoqi had no choice but to change the topic stiffly, and said with a wry smile: "Master, such a powerful exercise, doesn't it have a resounding name?"

The master's sword eyebrows were raised, and he added three points of heroism out of thin air, only to say that this kid was about to come out of a moth again, and his tone was naturally not good: "No! Why bother in such a meaningless place!"

Unexpectedly, An Xiaoqi didn't say anything amazing, only nodded dejectedly, and said weakly: "I think too." ”

Seeing him like this, the master couldn't bear it, and Wen Yan encouraged: "As long as you redouble your efforts, sooner or later the exercises will shine brightly, and then you will give it a resounding name!"

"Alas, let's talk about it....ahh.....h couldn't see him looking like he was going to die, the master couldn't help but stretch out his hand a little, and An Xiaoqi immediately swayed and trembled.

The master snorted, brushed his sleeves and left.

An Xiaoqi was lying flat on the ground, looking at the sky, his limbs twitched, he wanted to cry without tears, and muttered to himself: "The resistance to electricity has decreased a lot, this is clearly a kind of pain, oh, it's so painful." ”