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In fact, Fan Xian didn't know that what he practiced was an extremely advanced internal martial arts method, and if he changed to an ordinary martial artist, he would definitely practice cautiously and extremely cautiously, and he would definitely ask his teacher or a trusted friend to help take care of him.

The most difficult part of this exercise is that at the entrance, when you want to accumulate merit and enter the Dantian Snow Mountain, the reaction speed of the practitioner's body and mind will be very different, and the most direct consequence is that the practitioner's body functions will become like an immobile vegetative person.

If a cultivator is inexperienced at this time, it is easy to mistakenly think that he has gone mad and forcibly wants to collect his true qi into the palace - if he is lucky, a cultivator with extremely strong strength may classify the true qi that is running around in his body into the meridians, but it means that the practice has no effect at all. If you are a beginner, you may be panicked by this, leading to the invasion of real demons.

And a beginner like Fan Xian, not only did not go crazy, but it was easier for those strong people to experience that mysterious feeling, thanks to his life experience and luck.

Because when he began to cultivate this nameless true qi, the body of the sojourner was still a baby, and the innate qi brought from the mother's body had not been completely returned to all things in heaven and earth, and it was still in his body, so it was twice the result with half the effort in cultivation, and even miraculously kept most of the innate true qi in his meridians.

And the level of inner demons that cultivators are most likely to encounter is not very difficult for Fan Xian.

Don't forget, in his previous life, Fan Xian had been haunted by mian's sickbed for several years, and he had long been accustomed to his brain not being able to command his body, so the first time he encountered this situation, he did not panic, but had the warmth of finding the residual memories of the past.

So when he practiced for the first time, when he felt the qi sensation and started to run around, making his body unable to move, he wasn't very scared.

It is precisely because he is fearless that he has no distractions, but it allows him to easily pass the most difficult hurdle.

Since then, the practice has become simpler, as long as you recite the gong gong in silence, you will naturally enter a meditative state - so for Fan Xian, the daily nap is very sweet, and the thunder will not wake up.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary practitioners to enter a meditative state, because it requires chance, and the practice of taking a nap as a meditation every day like this kid is really indescribably extravagant.

Heaven really favored him.

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When I woke up, I rolled in the towel in Sister Yahuan's hand with that fresh and cute little face, even if I washed my face.

In the afternoon, he began to study in the study with the teacher specially invited from Donghai County by the Earl's Court. This teaching gentleman is not very old, about thirty years old, but he feels old.

As early as ten years ago, Qingguo had a literary reform, starting with a literary reform proposal by Mr. Hu, the master of the Wenge, and today's literary field is the battlefield of the war between ancient and modern literature.

The so-called ancient text is the classical Chinese in Fan Xian's memory, and the current text is somewhat like the vernacular text, but the words are more elegant.

Mr. Fan Xian's teacher is a fan of the ancient literary school, so what he teaches Fan Xian to read every day is what scriptures, although these scriptures are not very different from the four books and five classics in Fan Xian's world, but the wonderful thing is that many of the contents are not too different in meaning, and there are also Confucianism, ink and Taoism.

So much so that when Fan Xian listened to the lecture for the first time, he began to wonder where he was.

The summer is hot and stuffy, and the study is also steaming, Mr. Jiaoshu pushed the south window open, and the sound of cicadas outside the window was transparent, and the breeze was very beautiful. When the gentleman looked back, his elementary school student was lying on the table in a daze, and was about to reprimand, but looking at the beautiful little face, his heart was somehow soft.

Mr. Teaching actually admires himself as a primary school student, at a young age, he can speak clearly, and he can understand a thing or two about the subtle words of his predecessors contained in the book, which is really not easy for a four-year-old naughty child.

Mr. Teaching himself had doubts, thinking that Count Sinan was inevitably too anxious, and the requirements in his letter were too high, so he had no choice but to start teaching the four-year-old Huangkou Children's scriptures now. If you are in an ordinary family, at this age, it is just to learn some words and memorize the learning of children.

After the teaching was finished, Fan Xian saluted Mr. very politely, and then respectfully waited for Mr. to leave the study first, then took off his sweat-soaked coat and ran out of the study.

When he entered the main courtyard, Fan Xian immediately stopped, with an innocent and lovely innocent smile on his face, and staggered in like a little adult, and saw the old lady sitting in the center, and shouted in a milky voice: "Grandma." ”

The old lady's face was kind and kind, and the deep wrinkles were full of traces of time, and only occasionally some expressions in her eyes let others know that this old lady was actually quite not simple - it is said that Count Sinan can have today, and the relationship between the old lady in Kyoto is inseparable.

"What did you learn today?"

Fan Xian stood in front of the chair very honestly, finished what Mr. had taught, and then finished the salute and went to the side courtyard to eat with his sister.

Between the old lady and the grandson, it seems to be a strange stranger. I don't know if it's because Fan Xian is an illegitimate child, although the old lady didn't abuse him, she always demanded a lot of things from him, so she always felt a little rusty.

Fan Xian still remembered that when he was only one year old, the old lady in front of him once hugged herself and cried in the middle of the night, and the old lady naturally couldn't imagine that a one-year-old baby could understand her words, and she kept her words silently written down.

"Child, blame your father, poor little fellow, mother is gone just after birth. ”

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This is a big question in Fan Xian's heart, when he first arrived in this world, he encountered a sniper, although now he knows that his father is a high-ranking official in Kyoto who has never met Earl Sinan, but who is his mother? Back then, Count Sinan was still in the army of His Majesty the Emperor's westward expedition, and those killers naturally came to target his mother.

But he is a soul that belongs to another world, so it is naturally impossible to have any father-son affection for Count Sinan who has not met, but occasionally he thinks of the woman who has left this world, the mother in his name.