Spread out the palm, a touch of silver light flashed.

It's dazzling to look at. But the flame of light froze, and after a short moment, it was extinguished, and the brilliance that overflowed most of the courtyard was gone.

Still won't work.

He shook his head and sighed, but his face was unwavering, as if he had long been used to it.

[Inspiration]

This is Chen Yu's name for the silver-white light particles produced in the sea of consciousness in the body.

Although I thought it might be a giveaway that came with me from my hometown, which is commonly known as the gold finger. But it didn't be explained, everything is still groping, and there is still a long way to go before it is truly controlled.

The effect of [the psychic power] is also vague, and it seems to be similar to the vulgar reinforcement stream, but he has done several experiments and knows the difference between the two.

Large, one might even say that there is a difference in nature.

Reinforcement is only the appearance, and the real effect of [the Spiritual Machine] is manifested at a deeper level. It's a pity that until now, he didn't know anything about it and couldn't figure it out, so he only had a guess after a rough grasp.

It was this speculation that led him to the name [Lingji].

If it is really as he thinks, then this ability is very interesting, whether it is strong or not, the key is ...... It's fun!

Now, limited by Chen Yu himself, if he really wants to use it, he not only needs to hold his breath and spend a lot of energy to pry that sea of consciousness, but also has to be in direct contact with the other party, just like the earthworm before.

It's very limited.,Fortunately, it's not a work of fighting monsters and upgrading where he's currently located.,So you don't need to use it to fight the enemy.。

Chen Yu has a very wide heart, take your time, and don't rush.

……

In the early spring, the sky is changing, and the sun is still shining on the head early in the morning, and the sun is bright and proud, but as soon as two gusts of wind blow, three or five white clouds will swaying and gather in a heap.

You squeeze me, I'll squeeze you, and in a short time, a rumbling and muffled thunder leaked out of the cracks in the clouds.

Resounding through the mountains and forests.

"Oh."

Looking up at the sky, stretching out his hand, feeling the drizzle of cow hair wrapped in the cool breeze, Chen Yu, who had just put away the earthworm tube and planned to go to the back of the mountain to cut down the bamboo, lowered his head and aimed towards the mountain road outside the courtyard.

As far as the eye can see, the bluestone grass clusters are all bathed in the rain.

Tsk, it looks like this fish is drifting.

The rain is really not heavy, but it is this seemingly insignificant drizzle that is the most likely to cause people to suffer.

Especially on this mountain range, the road is obstructive and long, and the foot is slightly slippery, and the probability of an accident will increase sharply.

As far as Chen Yu is concerned, although he is looking forward to wild fishing, he really can't take the risk of hitting the mountain road and losing his bones to go to the mountain stream and waterhole for such a circle.

"Forget it, wait until next time."

Thinking about it, he looked at the two bamboo tubes on the pillar, God knows when these little guys will be able to make the most of them.

Probably they want to play their part as soon as possible.

Earthworm:......

Putting down the firewood knife in his hand and the back basket on his back, Chen Yu simply lay on the chair and continued to read the scriptures.

Wait for this rain to end.

In the evening, the sun set on the back of the mountain in the distance, and the dark sky light and the faint sunset reflected in the distance.

The rain stopped, but Chen Yu didn't go out to cut bamboo, moved his body and bones, and then stood in the courtyard, and practiced the pile gong in the coolness after the clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared.

The trail was still slippery, and he thought it would be better to wait until it was dry tomorrow.

The most important thing is that he can't figure out that the weather is cloudy and sunny, obviously the sky was clear a few days ago and even in the morning, he thought that the next few days would be generally sunny, but a drizzle fell and he was helpless.

In the courtyard, Chen Yu lifted his breath, and after a few short drinks, his body suddenly unfolded. I saw him stepping on the three talent formations, pressing two points on the left and right, sometimes jumping, sometimes lying on his stomach, like a smart galloping horse, his fists turned into palms like knives, and his cuffs slammed into the air, making a crackling sound.

The sound is crisp, but it is not as good as the movement when the feet are kicking, and even the sea breathing between the ups and downs of the chest is far from it, the chest and abdomen are swollen and contracted like bellows twitching, snorting and muffling and disturbing the ears, but there seems to be an inexplicable rhythm under careful listening.

At this time, the kung fu that Chen Yu was playing was called "Cloud Crane Gong", also known as "White Crane Flying Mountain Jue". Like the "Changfeng Sutra" placed on the chair, it is also one of the only five surviving Taoist books in the temple.

In my memory, the old Taoist priest once told his predecessor that this kung fu was created by the second generation of the ancestor of Yunheguan, taking the meaning of the sky and the sea of clouds, and the white crane wearing feathers to carry the mountain and the sea.

Movement and stillness are appropriate, the mind is pure, and the practice to the end can strengthen the body, keep fit, and prolong life.

It seems to be worth a lot of money just to hear this, but Chen Yu knows that this exercise is only second-rate, and it is estimated that only those unpopular thieves or reckless men will fight for it, and those who really have a family background will probably not see it much.

"But this real kung fu alone is enough."

This was something he had only heard of but had never seen in his previous life, and Chen Yu felt novel, and he didn't mind the grade of kung fu itself.

What's more, the content of the exercises stored in the Taoist temple is complete, not only the pile skills of tempering the qi, blood and physique, but also the breathing skills of condensing qi and strengthening the breath, including the polishing of fists and feet, the way of fighting against the enemy, the transfer of strength, and the use of swords and weapons.

What's more, there is a supporting longitudinal step.

Practice, play, weapons, footwork......

Looking at the leopard in the tube, through this book of second-rate exercises, he only felt that the martial arts in this world did not seem to be so simple and easy to practice. It's not like what is played on TV, you can do it with two long and short fists, and sit quietly for ten days and a half months.

"It's really hard to practice martial arts."

There is a lot of content that can be practiced, but I don't know if it's a root bone problem or something else, in short, Chen Yu's progress in "Cloud Crane Gong" is really average.

Obviously, the understanding is in place, but some actions just can't be done dead or alive, and it takes several extra times to adjust it.

This is probably the mediocre qualifications in the mouths of others.

Fortunately, he was quite happy to practice on his own, and obviously didn't take these things to heart.

After a call, his skin was flushed, and after taking two light breaths, Chen Yu wiped the sweat beads on his face and neck. Kung Fu has not improved much, but the benefits are quite obvious. At least he felt that his body had been a lot more active during this time, and he didn't feel as weak as he did at the beginning.

The predecessor also practiced martial arts, but he was young and had mixed thoughts, and he thought about the prosperity of the mountain in his dreams, and thought that he could walk the world with a sword and do chivalrous deeds. It is best to have one or two more beauties to accompany you, and when you meet, you will win countless in the world.

So the martial arts fell.

When Chen Yu arrived, the heat didn't catch up, and his body was almost cold. finally stopped the defeat and hung the life hanging on the front line.

It is estimated that it was this encounter that made the already not wealthy qualifications worse, and now practicing martial arts is half the effort.

In contrast, the Taoist cultivation that still pays attention to understanding, fortune, and spirituality is more friendly to him.

It's just that the Tao is practiced in sex, and the cultivation is in the heart, one can't fly the eaves and walk the wall, and the other can't be like a dragon.

Chen Yu likes to read, which is something that has been shared in both lives, and it has almost changed from a hobby to a habit, and he feels uncomfortable and uncomfortable if he doesn't read it for a day.

In addition, he doesn't plan to give up martial arts, it's always good to keep fit, you don't see tens of thousands of people under the mountain, how many can hold a complete martial arts cheats?

Contentment and happiness are true!