After a long time, Fang He closed the handscroll, and he had already memorized all the contents of the handscroll in his mind, and he also had a general understanding of cultivation.

The so-called cultivation is a general term for absorbing the little remaining heaven and earth energy in various ways in this broken heaven and earth, and using it to refine itself so that it has all kinds of incredible abilities.

Although there are many exercises and scriptures, they all follow a unified division of realms, from bottom to top, the lower three realms, the middle three realms, the upper three realms and the holy realm, and the handscroll in Fang He's hand records in detail the cultivation of the lower three realms and the characteristics of each realm.

The lower three realms are actually the words after the primeval times, corresponding to the three realms of mortal body, hundred refining and Dan realm. Each major realm is subdivided into three small realms, the mortal body is divided into martial arts, bone transformation, and internal vision, the hundred refining is divided into body refining, qi refining, and god refining, and the Dan realm is divided into qi gathering, soul attraction and knotting. Fang He's cultivation path will start from entering the martial arts.

Entering martial arts, as the name suggests, is to learn martial arts and use various martial arts to strengthen the body, so as to seek the transformation of the body.

Although no one can teach Fang He's martial arts now, this does not hinder his cultivation, after all, as a family descendant, even if he has not yet been born, even if the family has declined or even disappeared at this moment, he has read a lot of classics of mortal martial arts, not so much classics, but comics drawn on paper, and they are not much subtle, but just basic moves.

However, Fang He couldn't care so much, got up and picked up the branch beside him, imitated the moves drawn on the pictures in his memory, and began to practice.

"Hey! Ha! By the stream under the scorching sun, Fang He was about to throw himself on the wooden house early, at this time he had been able to complete the movements on the ancient books, and became more and more proficient, he didn't realize that his body had been wet with sweat, and he didn't realize that his body had been wet with sweat, so he sat down tiredly, and his stomach was a little hungry, so he picked up the branch he had just taken and walked towards the waterhole.

Fang He stood still when he walked to the center of the pool, looking at the fish swimming in front of him, thinking about Fang Cai's movements in his mind, and suddenly saw him holding a branch in his right hand, stabbing him into the water, and then quickly withdrawing back, and so on. Finally, a red flower in the water spread out, and he saw a fish about seven inches long being passed through the hall by the branch in Fang He's hand.

Satisfied, he walked back to the wooden house, found some hay, took out two flints from his arms and began to make a fire, although Fang He used to be pampered in the family, but when he usually came out for a run, he would occasionally be lazy, build a fire on the side of the road at random, and roast all kinds of meat brought out from home on the fire.

However, the food baked out by the conditions at this time is naturally not comparable to before, at that time he may not bring much food or no food at all, but he will definitely bring some seasoning, no way, the things that the family let him eat, really have no appetite. Fang He is not squeamish, now it is not what it used to be, it is already a blessing in misfortune to have this place with good mountains and rivers to rest, and to be self-sufficient in food.

After eating the grilled fish, Fang He walked to the stream and washed his face a little, then added some firewood to the fire and walked back to the wooden house, patted the simple rattan bed with his hand, covered his clothes on his body, and fell asleep so simply.