Mu Feng put aside the pill in his hand first, and then picked up the thread-bound book, and it was written on the book cover--Qi Cultivation Foundation Heart Formula!

Mu Feng looked at these words, as if he saw that the door to cultivating immortals was slowly opening for himself, the excitement in his heart could be imagined, although he knew that his talent was not good, but this did not prevent his yearning and longing for cultivating immortals.

Opened the "Basic Heart Recipe for Qi Training" and read it carefully, the content of the book is something Mu Feng has never been in contact with, and for a while Mu Feng saw it in the clouds, although he has not fully understood, but he still understands some, as the name suggests, Qi practice is to refine the external aura, introduce Qi into the body, store it in the dantian, and nourish his body with qi in order to prolong his life.

After reading it several times in a row, until the content of the book was completely memorized, Mu Feng put down the book in his hand, according to the order of practicing qi recorded in the book, Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the bed impatiently, calmed down, slowly calmed himself down, and quietly felt the aura of the outside world, but after a long time, the body still did not have a trace of reaction, and had no choice but to give up temporarily, Mu Feng shook his head and sighed: "Alas! It seems that talent is really important!"

Stood up and moved his legs, which were a little numb, and pushed the door out, only to find that it was late at night, and it seemed that he wanted to go out and go around.

No matter what other people's talents are, you still have to work hard, otherwise you will be sorry for the original intention that Miss brought her, so Mu Feng let go of all the emotions in his heart and started his hard road of qi cultivation again, but who knows if it will succeed?

Time is always so careful to walk, careful to make people so unconscious, unconsciously the night passed like this, when Luo Feng walked out of the grass house again, the sun was already high in the sky, at this moment Mu Feng's face was full of exhaustion, he is still just a mortal, and he hasn't slept all night, of course the spirit will not go there, thinking back to yesterday's hard work all night but not the slightest gain, it is inevitable that there is a loss in the bottom of my heart.

Mu Feng rubbed his face, so that he could make himself refreshed, he moved in the yard for a while, feeling the warm feeling of the sun shining on his body, and the loss in his heart slowly dissipated, and he took a few deep breaths, as if he was spitting out all the troubles in his heart, and said secretly: "Hmph! What others can do, I can do the same as Mu Feng, poor talent does not mean that I can't, what others do in a day, I spend ten days or more to do, I don't believe it!"

Mu Feng is not a person who gives up casually, especially Mu Lao's explanation, and Mu Feng is not allowed to give up.

Anyway, he didn't have anything to do, and after Mu Feng moved around in the medicine garden for a while, he returned to his room again, took a 'Qi Drawing Pill' and began to breathe in pranayama, and re-entered his mind into a state of emptiness.

Mu Feng, who slowly entered the ethereal state, felt a silk-like thing swaying and dancing around his body, he naturally thought that this was the so-called aura, and tried to lead those silk-like aura to the body, but after trying for a long time, the silk-like aura, that is, there was no movement, or it was slowly drifting there, until this clear feeling disappeared, and the silk-like aura also seemed to disappear, and he could no longer feel it, Mu Feng could only wake up from meditation again.

"Alas!

Mu Feng picked up a 'Qi Gathering Pill' and opened his mouth to take it, and began to breathe in Pranayama again, after the 'Qi Gathering Pill' entered the body, he felt a stream of heat scurrying in his body, this heat flow was the aura produced by the pill itself, so according to the record on the Qi training method, he began to guide this aura to run in the body, again and again, Mu Feng successfully introduced this aura into the dantian several times, but until this aura disappeared completely, he could not store a trace of aura in the dantian, Mu Feng, who opened his eyes, sighed in a low voice: " It seems that talent is really important."

Mu Feng casually put these bottles of pills on the bed, no longer thinking about cultivation, he also knew that this matter was not in a hurry, Mu Feng took out the "Flower Child Travelogue" that had accompanied him since he was a child from his arms, and since he left Mu Mansion, Mu Feng hid this "Flower Child Travelogue" close to his body, in this strange place, only by putting things on his body, he felt relieved.

Although the content of the book has long been memorized, when Mu Feng is fine, he will always take it out and take a look, perhaps, this has long become a habit, perhaps, he is missing the old flower, no matter what, Mu Feng still looked at it carefully.

As one of the four largest sects of cultivation in the southwest region, the Beihua Sect recruits disciples every five years, and every time a disciple is recruited, a large number of people will flock to it, full of hope to change their fate, but what really determines their fate is their talent.

There are also some disciples of the Beihua Sect who came down the mountain by chance, such as Mu Xue, and those who have no cultivation talent can only be turned away, of course, Mu Feng is just an exception.

These few days are the time when the sect recruits disciples, and many disciples who have nothing to do will go to watch, and from there they can find their original shadows.

After walking out of the medicine garden, Mu Feng walked alone along the mountain road, the scenery on the mountain is indeed not comparable to the world, even the air here can make people feel refreshed, there are occasional disciples in the sect on the road, when they see Mu Feng, who is still a mortal, there is only a trace of surprise in their eyes, and no one came to talk, Mu Feng also turned a blind eye to this, as if he didn't know, half an hour later, Mu Feng returned to the medicine garden the same way, and once again tried to draw qi into the body, and returned to the field.

The days passed quickly unconsciously, and it has been a month since Mu Feng came to Beihuazong, and in this month's time, Mu Feng has been doing the same thing every day, meditating and breathing, but he has tried again and again, in exchange for failure again and again, and failure after failure, it will be tried again and again, until he is too tired to go to sleep and rest, or go out once a few days to relieve the boredom in his heart, even so, after a month, he still failed to succeed once, Mu Feng's heart has also changed from helplessness to numbness before.

This month, Mu Feng can't be said to have gained nothing, at least from the low lament after the failure of the previous Qi training, to the current calm, even if he has lost his original enthusiasm for cultivation, Mu Feng still meditates and breathes every day as always.

Another two months passed, and when Mu Feng woke up from the meditation again, the closed door was suddenly pushed open, and Mu Feng saw that the sloppy old man who had not shown his trace for three months came again, still dressed as before, and after coming in, the old man looked up and down on Mu Feng's body.

"You haven't reached the first level of Qi cultivation yet, it seems that your talent is really poor, and you are really not the material for cultivation!"

The old man saw that Mu Feng was still the same as he was three months ago, and said fiercely, and then changed his words and said, "But what about the old man's mood today, there is a freshly practiced elixir here, let you try it first, see if it can help you break through!"

The old man casually took out an elixir that exuded a strong medicinal fragrance and handed it to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng took the pill, although he didn't know what kind of pill it was, but the medicinal fragrance it emitted was also incomparable to the several pills he had eaten before, however, Mu Feng would not just eat it casually, if something went wrong with it, he had no place to shout.

Holding the pill in his hand, Mu Feng asked suspiciously, "What kind of medicine is this, and what is the use?"

The old man seemed to see the suspicion in Mu Feng's eyes, and said angrily: "What's the matter, boy, do you still think that my dignified Feng Yaozi will harm you, and you don't go to inquire, in this Beihua Sect, let's not talk about those peripheral disciples, just say those Wufeng disciples, who don't know who my Feng Yaozi is, besides, what is there for you kid to be harmed!"

When the old man said this, the different color in his eyes flashed, and then he was covered by the righteousness on his face, but unfortunately Mu Feng didn't see the different color in his eyes, only saw his righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

Although he was still a little uneasy in his heart, but Feng Yaozi said so, Mu Feng didn't want to ask any more, secretly gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and ate the pill in his hand, just at the moment when the pill entered his throat, Mu Feng felt that what he was eating was not medicine, but a fire, and when he was regretting it, he heard a voice in his ear: "Don't think nonsense, hurry up and calm down, and accept the qi into the dantian!"

So Mu Feng hurriedly gathered his mind and concentrated on the medicinal power of this pill.

After the pill entered the body, Mu Feng felt as if his body was torn, and the medicinal power he guided was so painful that the meridians began to break open little by little, if he continued like this, he would have to explode, so Mu Feng could only speed up the operation of this medicinal power with all his might, and it felt that after a long time, Mu Feng introduced this medicinal power into the dantian, after this medicinal power entered the dantian, although the meridians were slightly relaxed, but the dantian was in severe pain.

Mu Feng knew that this was too strong medicine, and his dantian couldn't run all at once, and the medicinal power was rampaging in the dantian, as if the dantian itself was also in danger, no longer without movement before, and began to absorb this powerful medicinal power independently, this discovery suddenly made Luo Feng happy.

Caring about so much, Mu Feng ran the mental method of practicing qi with all his might, and quickly refined this medicinal power in the dantian, and slowly the dantian was hit by the medicinal power more and more, and the speed of refining the medicinal power became faster and faster, but for this medicinal power, it seemed to be a drop in the bucket.

At this time, Mu Feng could only do his best to refine the medicinal power in the dantian, even the changes in the dantian itself and the rupture of the meridians, he didn't have the heart to observe, this time it was really "if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!"

This book is derived from the king of books