The morning sun is the most invigorating time of the day, as usual, Qin Xiaotian will practice the eight steps of the Nine Palaces taught to him by Zhou Tongmu every day, spring goes to winter, and another year has passed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fifteen-year-old Qin Xiaotian didn't think about his next plan, the only thought in his heart was to cultivate the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps to the upper level as soon as possible, so that he would have the capital to walk the rivers and lakes and walk on the snow without a trace, and when he encountered bad guys, he could easily dodge.

At this time, Qin Xiaotian only thought about dodging, not killing the bad guy with a sword, he never thought that one day when he cultivated the supreme martial arts, he could kill people invisibly, and he could end the other party's life with a snap of his fingers, let alone that he would change his fate in the future because of the yellow scroll he was carrying in his arms.

Zhou Tongmu spent three years condensing what he had learned all his life into essence and imparting it to Qin Xiaotian, when he began to teach, he didn't think that this child could scrape away all his life's learning, until three years later, when there was nothing to teach, he was overjoyed, knowing that this child's future achievements were not simple.

The students taught by a talented person will naturally not be far behind, not to mention that Zhou Tongmu is the leader of the Yutian Dynasty, if it is not for the change of dynasty, there will be something to do.

The yellow scroll in his hand had been read countless times under Qin Xiaotian's flipping, and although the words on it were Qin Dynasty seals, they did not stump Qin Xiaotian. The mouth silently recited the five powerful seals on the frontispiece, and a warm current arose in his heart.

Over the years, in addition to cultivating the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps, Qin Xiaotian has also studied the mysterious mental methods recorded on this yellow scroll. This yellow scroll method called "Qiankun Wuji" was found in the ancestral hall back then, and he was sure that his grandfather did not know about it.

The reason why it is said to be a mental method is because every time Qin Xiaotian practiced exhalation according to the words recorded in the yellow scroll, he would have a feeling of heaven and earth blending, and every time he reached this feeling, he was very comfortable, and his heart was full of joy, as if the world was connected with himself.

With the absorption of the essence of the sun and the moon, Qin Xiaotian's body has changed again, especially the sensitivity of the body, he can easily catch the animals escaping in the forest, and he can also use the rope to enter and exit freely at will, his body is as light as a swallow, if he lets the people in the village know, he will definitely treat him as a monster.

With the cultivation of the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps, Qin Xiaotian at this time could jump to a tree tens of meters high with a slight jump, and he could also walk a few steps in the void. Coupled with the mental method recorded in the yellow book, he could close his eyes to perceive the trajectory of animals within a radius of 100 meters, and what made him even more excited was that his night vision ability was also sublimated, at first only ten steps, but now he could see something a hundred steps away, which was sharper than a cat's eye.

On this day and night, Qin Xiaotian was about to cross-legged to comprehend the experience of the past few days after swallowing his mental method, but he heard the sound of clucking bones under the bluestone slab bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that a skeleton without flesh and blood was leaning towards Qin Xiaotian over the skull.

In addition to cultivating to enhance the body, it can also exercise a person's reflexes, Qin Xiaotian's palm slapped extremely quickly, and at the same time, his body jumped and fell onto the stone platform a zhang away.

"What person?" Over the years, he had never had contact with outsiders, and although he had secretly returned to the stone house to pick up some shabby clothes, he did not let the villagers find out.

"It's me, the one who preaches your scriptures!" the skeleton spoke, moving its footsteps around from behind the stone bed.

"The person who passed on my scriptures?have you been hiding under the bluestone?" Qin Xiaotian was a little flustered, he had never seen this skeleton, how could he say that he was the one who passed on his scriptures? But he was not as scared as he was back then, if you want to say why, maybe it was under the influence of Zhou Tongmu, a person who has been dealing with ghosts for three years, do you say that he will be afraid when he sees ghosts again!

"The young master is not surprised, the bone slave has nowhere to go, so he borrowed the shade here to block the wind and rain!" The skeleton who claimed to be a bone slave couldn't see what his expression was, since he respectfully called Qin Xiaotian the young master, he must still have something to do with the Qin family.

Qin Xiaotian, who was standing on the stone platform, put away his fist, his eyes full of doubts, "Does this skeleton know me?"

Although the bone slave is a skeleton, he also has a pair of discerning eyes, buried in the deep eye sockets, but ordinary people can't see it, after recognizing Qin Xiaotian, he very respectfully stepped forward and knelt down, his skull touching the ground. "The old slave is still the third emperor of Qin, and the child is with him. died for Prince Qin's infant medicine, but he got this immortal skeleton body, and his soul was able to stay. Now it has been a thousand years, although he has served several masters, but has been thinking about the descendants of the Ying family, in the year of the birth of the young master, suppressed in the village under the plane tree under the demon king broke free from the prison and mixed into the world, if he can not be subdued, the world will usher in a catastrophe, the old slave has been sleeping for thousands of years in order to wait for this day, and now the time is ripe to make a great contribution to the young master. ”

Qin Xiaotian was depressed when he heard this, what did this have to do with him, but it reminded him of something his grandfather had said, which was roughly the same as what this skeleton said. The plane tree in the village where he was born did appear once, and only then did he know that it was a sign of the Demon King's escape, and what could it have to do with this skeleton. "You get up and speak, you have lived for more than a thousand years, and you can't change that servility. ”

"The young master is benevolent, and the bone slave is willing to serve the left and right, shield the young master from the wind and rain, and escort him. The bone slave lifted the bare skull and slowly got up.

"Wait, when did I, Qin Xiaotian, say that I promised to take you in, and you don't feel wronged when you are an immortal skeleton and I am a big living person?" Qin Xiaotian smiled bitterly in his heart, this guy seems to be old and lonely and wants to find someone to accompany him, so he thought of fooling himself like this, although he has a mustard in his heart, but looking at his skeleton and divine move, he doesn't seem to be a bad person.

"There is no village in this demigod mountain for thousands of miles, and if the young master wants to leave this place, he must be led by my bone slave. Although the bone slave's voice was hoarse, it was very clear when he spoke, and the meaning of his words was also very clear, it seems that this demigod mountain has not been stepped on for thousands of years, not occasionally, but for a reason.

The incident happened suddenly, Qin Xiaotian was a little short-circuited for a while, and his mind quickly collected the legends of gods and ghosts that Zhou Tongmu had told him, looking at the guy of unknown origin in front of him, and for some reason he believed him.

At the same time, he was a little depressed, and he didn't say a few words to this skeleton, and he felt that he had been ingested into history, as if what he saw in front of him was soldiers and arrows, and there was a sea of fire full of dead silence, and countless large banners holding the Qin character galloped from a distance in the flames, and the battlefield was tragic and miserable, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

After half a ring, it wasn't until the flames were extinguished, the banner fell to the ground, and time and space were spinning, that Qin Xiaotian woke up from his big gasp. "I felt like I had gone back in time and seen a war. Qin Xiaotian said stupidly, he seemed to have traveled through history and experienced a huge battle, but he didn't die, he came back alive.

"That's the young master's past, but also the young master's nightmare, the old slave said, only the young master can win back that fiasco battle, can find the demon king from the sea of people, and suppress him under the plane tree in front of the village. The bone slave made one more movement as he spoke, and he always held his white skull head with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would fall.

"If that's true, then why did you wait four years to come out and tell me? Qin Xiaotian was still puzzled, the words of this skeleton were like the stories he listened to his grandfather tell when he was a child, although they were wonderful, they had nothing to do with him.

Originally, this white skeleton would give an astonishing explanation, but after Qin Xiaotian waited for a long time, he actually said that he had just woken up. "Okay, you go back to sleep, I don't have time to talk to you. With that, Qin Xiaotian jumped on the bluestone slab bed, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

The skeleton called the bone slave bowed back, only to see him crouching down, and the next moment he disappeared, no one knew how he came out, and no one knew how he disappeared, but he just disappeared quietly, like a messenger of hell, coming and going without a trace.

After a long time, Qin Xiaotian really fell asleep after not hearing the sound of the skeleton.

In his dream, he saw the battlefield again, only this time, he did not participate in the battle, but sat on the cloud ladder, below which were countless people who were not ghosts or ghosts, in addition, there was a dark river,,, no, it was not pitch black but black rendered to the extreme by blood, it was the delicacy of black, it was no longer called black, but Qin Xiaotian couldn't think of replacing it with another color, so he could only see it as black...

And just like that, a few more days passed. Qin Xiaotian had a new understanding of the mental method recorded in the yellow book, and he believed that the breath of qi was inseparable from the Xuanqi of the meridians, and only by opening up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra could he use the insights accumulated over the years to his own cultivation.

Zhou Tongmu is a genius, in addition to teaching Qin Xiaotian the basic principles of the five elements of yin and yang, he also taught all the medicinal properties of various herbs, including a large number of acupuncture points distributed by the meridians of the human body. Every time Qin Xiaotian asked him why he wanted to learn this, he always smiled and said, You will use it in the future.

Finally, when Qin Xiaotian read through the yellow book and began to practice the mental method inside, he understood the meaning of Zhou Tongmu's words, as well as the eight steps of the nine palaces he taught, although there were only eight steps, but they were mysterious, hidden ripples.

The subtlety of the mental method not only enhanced the functions of Qin Xiaotian's body in all aspects, he also found that there was a strange air mass swimming in the dantian in his abdomen, because he didn't know what it meant, he didn't pay attention to it at first, and it wasn't until his chest was stuffy and he couldn't breathe smoothly that he felt scared.

The white skeleton came back after disappearing for months. "Don't panic, young master, follow the old slave's heart. ”

Qin Xiaotian was surprised to find that this skeleton did not shake his upper and lower mouth bones, and the sound reached his consciousness. "You speak ventriloquism?" Qin Xiaotian asked.

"Don't be distracted when you're angry, but don't remember. The bone slave continued to read, Qin Xiaotian felt that it made sense when he heard this, and he also read it along, and after a while, they stopped. "How's it going?" said the bone slave muffled.

"It's much more comfortable,,, what's going on?" Although Qin Xiaotian felt a little strange talking to a skeleton, he still asked.

"There are old slaves, the young master doesn't have to worry, that's how it was from the beginning. The skeleton said, but no one knew his expression, and the voice was still so respectful and polite.

"You also practiced the mental method on the yellow scroll?" Qin Xiaotian was a little puzzled, although he didn't know what the beauty of this mental method was, he knew that if he wanted to get out of this demigod mountain, it was not enough to rely on the nine palaces and eight steps.