The hall was quiet, there were low snoring sounds in the darkness, the charcoal in the brazier was still slowly burning, and Gan Ruye had already gone to sleep. It was already night, and Lin Junxuan still didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Since you can't sleep, it's better to practice the foundation building kung fu as Master said. Lin Junxuan faced the brazier, crossed his knees, and slowly imagined the blood flowing near the navel, wanting to slowly ooze out a drop of 'blood essence'. Another half an hour passed, and there was still no feeling of 'blood essence' near the navel, but Lin Junxuan didn't care at all, just calmed down, and slowly did this boring visualization over and over again.

Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, Lin Junxuan fell asleep, and by the time he woke up, it was already dawn. There was some hot sensation near the navel, but there was no 'blood essence', the feeling of falling.

"Maybe it's roasted by fire!" The old man said that it would take at least three days for a person with good talents, and Lin Junxuan only thought that the feeling of being hot and baking was because he was facing the brazier. However, when Lin Junxuan stood up, left the brazier, and stood under the window, he realized that he was wrong, and the feeling of heat did not disappear.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Junxuan pushed the window open, and a thick layer of snow was spread on the windowsill, and a cold wind blew in with a few snowflakes. Blown by the cold wind, Lin Junxuan woke up a lot, and the hot feeling under his abdomen weakened a lot, but it still didn't disappear.

"No, this feeling shouldn't be the heat caused by the fire," Lin Junxuan felt it carefully, and there was indeed a faint feeling of heat under the navel, although it was not obvious, but it did exist. If it was because of the heat sensation on the brazier, it would not have lasted so long.

"What are you doing?" a beggar stood up from the ground and looked at Lin Junxuan with sleepy eyes, he was woken up by the cold wind.

"Nothing. Lin Junxuan hurriedly closed the window, and when he turned around again, the beggar who was awakened by the cold wind went to sleep heavily.

Looking at the fiery charcoal in the brazier, Lin Junxuan realized something in his heart: "The teacher said that building a foundation is the process of extracting blood essence from blood. When I visualized last night, my navel was facing the brazier. The charcoal fire in the brazier speeds up the flow of blood near the navel and more blood flows through the navel, thus shortening the foundation building process, which would have taken several days to complete. ”

The more Lin Junxuan thought about it, the more it made sense. Looking around, no one woke up yet, so Lin Junxuan pushed the door of the school hall and walked out.

Outside, the whole Lin'an City turned into a world of ice and snow, and on the houses, the crystal ice shuttles hung down from the eaves. At this time, it was very cold outside, it was still early, and there was no one on Lin'an Street.

"Exercise can speed up blood circulation, it's winter, exercise when it's snowing, blood circulation is much faster than other times," thinking like this, Lin Junxuan untied the 'star-shaped' pendant chain around his neck, and as soon as the pendant chain left his body, the surging chill outside immediately surged up from his whole body. Lin Junxuan's teeth were shivering, and there were even tiny flesh particles all over his body.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement! If you don't endure some hardships, how can you gain something. Thinking like this, the cold wind is not so harsh. Exhaling a breath of cold air, Lin Junxuan shook off his feet and ran wildly in the ice and snow. The thick snow was almost knee-high, but Lin Junxuan ignored it and just ran in the snow like crazy.

At the beginning, Lin Junxuan only felt that his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and his hands and feet seemed to be frozen, but as he ran, he felt a wave of hot air surging up from his abdomen, spreading to his whole body, and continuing to run forward, his body gradually became hot, and white hot gas poured out from the orifices of Lin Junxuan's body.

"This is the time!" Finding a corner where the wind could not blow, Lin Junxuan swept away a piece of snow, then quickly hung the star-shaped pendant chain around his neck, sat down cross-legged, and then grabbed a handful of snow from nearby, stuffed it into his mouth, and then began to visualize.

The blood was hot near the navel, and the blood flowed through the navel like boiling water, and Lin Junxuan kept visualizing the blood forming a vortex shape near the navel, circulating over and over again, and then flowing to other parts of the body.

The temperature outside dropped quickly, and when Lin Junxuan felt the chill again, he stood up again and repeated. Running from the east of the city to the west of the city, and from the west of the city to the east of the city, every time I feel that my whole body is hot, like being immersed in boiling water, I immediately find a corner where there is no wind, stuff the snow, and then immediately visualize, the heat near the navel is becoming more and more obvious. Lin Junxuan is also tireless, and he spent the whole morning like this.

There are very few people in winter, even if they see Lin Junxuan, a four-year-old child, running wild in the ice and snow, no one cares.

"It's almost time to eat, it's time to go back," identified the direction, Lin Junxuan ran quickly towards the academy.

"Master," pushed the door of the school hall, but Lin Junxuan found that the school hall was quiet, not only those beggars, but also Gan Ruye were gone. Although there was no one in the school hall, there was a note on the lectern, which was pressed with three copper coins.

Lin Junxuan picked up the note under the copper coin, and saw that it was written with a brush:

'The word shows Jun Xuan:

I went out to visit my classmates in Lin'an, and I will be back in the evening. There are three copper coins on the table, and if you are hungry, go buy something to eat.

Lin Junxuan then remembered that before going to the City God Temple last night, the teacher had said that a classmate had visited him, and he was going to visit back today. The beggars in the school hall were gone, and Lin Junxuan estimated that Gan Ruye probably gave some copper coins, or added some charcoal and flint, and sent them away, after all, with Gan Ruye's ability, it was impossible to feed seven or eight children for a winter.

Lin Junxuan went out very early, Gan Ruye didn't notice him, but he wasn't in a hurry. Although Lin Junxuan was only four years old, Gan Ruye always ignored his age and didn't feel that he was an adult.

After buying two steamed buns, with pickles and spicy sauce, Lin Junxuan immediately walked towards the City God Temple as soon as he finished eating......

In the depths of Lin'an City, a huge mansion stands in the wind and snow, the vermilion lacquer gate, and the two large stone lions squatting in front of the door, look quite mighty. In front of the gate, a vermilion lacquer plaque reads three extremely majestic characters 'Surveying the Heavens'!

'Surveying the Heavens' is taken from the meaning of 'patrolling the heavens on behalf of the heavens', and it is not difficult to see from the literal sense that it is an institution that supervises hundreds of officials on behalf of the emperor.

The buildings in the Surveyor Mansion are lined up one after another, all kinds of rockeries, flower ponds, pavilions, all over it, although the entire Lin'an City is covered with a thick layer of snow, the Surveyor Mansion is spotless, and all the snow has been swept away.

"Master, you can't die, how can you just leave our mother and son alone?" At this time, in the northwest wing of the Heavenly Survey Mansion, there was a howl, and all the subordinates were summoned here, all dressed in linen and filial piety, kneeling in the cold wind. In the wing room, a woman dressed in silk and satin, extremely gorgeous, knelt on the ground with several concubines and maids, crying and grabbing the earth.

On the bed in the wing room, a middle-aged man with a grim face in his forties was lying on the bed, and the deceased was none other than the governor of the Heavenly Survey Mansion.

"Dad is in the prime of life, how can he die like this! Someone must have harmed him!" Beside the woman, a blue-robed and jade-faced boy about twenty years old looked at the man's corpse and said coldly: "If I find out, I will kill him." ”

"Child's Day mourning by the way, the master has gone, and the house will have to rely on the son to preside over in the future," in the side room, an old man wearing green clothes and three black beards under his chin whispered. The old man is the housekeeper of the Heaven Patrol Mansion.

"Hmph, it must have been done by the orphans of those criminals who were sentenced to prison by their father before," the green tendons on the jade-faced boy's arms burst out, his five fingers clenched, and there was a crackling crisp sound: "The wildfire can't burn endlessly, and the spring breeze blows deeply, I have already persuaded my father!"

"Xuan'er, your father is gone, my mother will only rely on you in the future, you must avenge your father, otherwise your father will not be blind!" The woman turned her head and looked at the jade-faced boy with teary eyes.

"Mother, don't worry. The jade-faced boy had a grim look on his face, flicked his sleeves, and strode out of the room. As soon as the jade-faced boy walked out of the wing, the old butler strode after him.

"Childe, I have a matter that I don't know whether to talk about or not," the old butler said.

"Say it," Yin Tianxuan, the jade-faced son, turned around, faced the old butler, and said in a deep voice.

"Two days ago, the old man met an old fortune teller, when he left a note for the old man, the note seems to have been written in advance, and the old slave is still kept here," the old man spread out his palm after speaking, revealing a crumpled paper in the palm of his hand, the jade-faced boy glanced at the old man suspiciously, grabbed the paper ball, and slowly spread out the paper ball, only to see a line of small words written on it: 'Heaven is evil, you can still live, and the son is evil, you can't live. Heavenly Dao cycle, retribution is unpleasant, within three days, he died violently'!

"The master has never believed this, and he was about to let the servant teach the fortune teller a lesson, but he was surprised by the old man's magic spell. The old man died violently in the third year, even if he didn't do it, it must have something to do with him!"

"Demon Dao! can be killed!" the jade-faced boy gritted his teeth and said fiercely, pinching his five fingers, and rubbing the piece of paper into the palm of his hand again: "Butler, have you paid attention to the whereabouts of the widows of those criminal ministers?"

"The old man has always let the old slave pay attention," the old butler said respectfully: "Everything is just waiting for the son's order!"

"Hmph, cut the grass to the roots, it is better to kill by mistake than to miss it, you bring some people to deal with them, the means must be clean, remember not to leave the children!" The jade-faced boy said coldly: "As for the demon road, I will personally clean him up!"

"The old slave knows," the old butler said and left in a hurry, and after the old butler left, the jade-faced boy calmly walked into his own room.

'Bang!' As soon as he stepped into the room, the jade-faced boy slammed his fist on the sandalwood table, and the solid sandalwood table was smashed to pieces by his palm.

"Damn, where did such a demon come out," At this time, the jade-faced boy was full of hideousness and terrifying: "'Heaven is evil, you can still live, and the son is evil, you can't live'!"

The original sentence of this sentence was originally 'Heaven is evil, you can still live, you can do your own evil, you can't live', but the fortune teller changed 'self' to 'son'!

"Old man, don't blame me, who called the imperial regulations, if you don't die, I won't be able to inherit your throne......!"

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