Speaking of the old man, he remembered the book that the old man had given him before.

Shen Luo opened the wardrobe and took out the clothes he had worn before.

He took out the yellowed book tucked inside his clothes, sat down on the bed and flipped through it.

Through the faint light in the room, I saw the first page of the book and wrote: "Heaven is born with water, the qi of man, the spirit of the spirit, nourishing the bones, relying on eternal years and immortality." ”

He looked at the first sentence of the opening sentence and couldn't help but be shocked and incredulous.

Turning the second page, there are some mantras recorded inside, as well as cultivation methods.

He cursorily flipped through the almost, and there were ten layers of formulas.

It seems that this is a book that teaches people to refine qi and maintain health and prolong life.

Could it be that the old man wanted him to live for tens of thousands of years like a turtle in the river?

But it's unlikely that the old man said that he picked it up.

Besides, whoever in the world can not die, even if the king of a country sits on the world, such a big man cannot live forever.

Not to mention that with just a book, you can live forever by practicing according to the mantra above.

Immortals? Unlikely, the immortals are nothing more than characters living in legends.

Shen Luo thinks that this is possible, and it is an internal method.

"If I learn this method, then I will practice a few sets of fist and foot kung fu, plus the medical skills I learned from Zhao Lao."

"With these skills, I will definitely become a generation of heroes on the rivers and lakes that everyone admires in the future!"

Shen Luo held the book and fantasized with excitement.

He looked at the book in his hand again, and according to the mantra and method recorded on the first layer, he sat cross-legged and silently recited the mantra in his heart, and began to cultivate.

After about half an hour, he felt something in the air that he couldn't see or touch.

Wrapping his whole body, as if in a hot spring, it was very comfortable.

He breathed slowly, the gas that had enveloped him.

He was sucked into his mouth and nose, and from his mouth and nose into his body.

Suddenly, the cool feeling from before came, and there seemed to be a strange energy in his body.

He didn't know what this energy was, Shen Luo followed the steps recorded in the book, and slowly collected the kind of energy in his body in the dantian.

When he continued to run for the seventh day, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body.

The feeling of pain forced him to stop.

This is not a pain from the body, but a pain from the meridians.

Fortunately, I stopped it in time, if I continue to run for a week, I am afraid that the meridians will break.

He opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked out the window.

It was already late at this time, and it would be dawn in a few moments.

Unexpectedly, he actually cultivated for a night, which made him feel strange things.

After a night of cultivation, his body didn't even feel a trace of exhaustion.

You must know that he has not slept all night, and if a person does not sleep all night, his body will be tired and lacking in energy.

On the other hand, Shen Luo is now alive and vigorous, how can there be a trace of fatigue.

Just when Shen Luo was puzzled, there was a knock on the door of his room.

"Who would come to me so early, could it be Zhao Lao?" Thinking of this, he hurriedly put the longevity meridian on the bed under the pillow.

After that, he pretended to be like he had just woken up and ran to open the door.

I saw Zhao Lao wearing a straw hat and carrying a small cloth bag standing in front of his door.

"Old Zhao, good morning!" Shen Luo looked at the old man in front of him and said.

It turned out that Zhao Lao was preparing to go out today, and it might take a few months to come back.

He came here to tell him to stay here and not run around.

After explaining this, Zhao Lao turned around and left.

Looking at Zhao Lao's departure, Shen Luo was a little strange that this old man really came when he said he would, and he couldn't understand it when he said he was leaving.

He still had time to take a nap, after all, he had something to do today.

Shen Luo went back to his room and lay down, snoring for a while.

The sun shines three poles, and Shen Luo wakes up and walks out of the stone house.

He had been in the valley for more than three months, and today was the first time he had left the valley.

In the past, when I was studying with people, it was people from the door who came here to study with him and so on.

Walking on this seemingly familiar and unfamiliar mountain road, he had joined the sect for more than three months.

I don't know if the disciples who started with him that day still remember him.

Since he was out of the valley for the first time, he didn't know what was going on in the door.

It can only move around like a headless fly.

Suddenly, a very noisy sound came.

From time to time, he also made a cheering voice, "Could it be that someone is fighting?" Shen Luo thought as he listened to the voice in the distance.

Since it's a fight, then he's definitely going to go over and join in the fun.

He hadn't seen those who knew martial arts how they fought.

Shen Luo walked in the direction where the voice came from, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

I never expected that there would be so many people here.

These people blocked the water around here, and Shen Luo squeezed from these people to the front with great difficulty.

I saw that in the middle of the open space in front of me, there were two bare-handed teenagers who were trying their fists and feet.

Among those two people, one of them was a person he knew, named Jiang Fugui.

Jiang Fugui is the same age as him, both of them are 15 years old.

That Jiang Fuguinian is thin and delicate, and in a simple sentence, he is a person who has no power to restrain the chicken.

The so-called people cannot be disguised, and the sea water cannot be measured.

Although he looks like this, his performance at the moment is smooth and powerful, punching and kicking.

With each punch he throws, it is like a howling wind, powerful and powerful.

The other one left was a fat man.

He moved slowly, his body was fat, and he let Jiang Fugui's fist fall on him.

Seeing that some friends were competing with others on the field to try their martial arts, Shen Luo naturally hoped that his friends could win.

Jiang Fugui watched the fat man in front of him block his fist with his body, he knew that the other party had a size advantage to resist the beating.

So he chose to attack the fat man's lower plate, and after he threw a punch, he squatted down and kicked the fat man's legs and feet with a sweep.

The fat man's legs and feet were attacked, and one of his centers of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

"Beautiful, good fight!" Shen Luo saw Jiang Fugui put down the fat man, and he couldn't help shouting for a while.

His sudden shout attracted everyone's attention.

And when Jiang Fugui heard this cheer in the crowd, he turned his head and saw at a glance that there was a sinking in the crowd.

"Shen Luo! How did you end up here. Jiang Fugui said with a happy face.

When they were in the carriage, they got to know each other, and they all knew each other's names.

Immediately, Jiang Fugui walked towards Shen Luo's side, and everyone present saw Jiang Fugui walking towards that Shen Luo.

I can't help but be curious and ask in my heart, who is this Shen Luo? What is the origin?