"Boy, how did you get here?"

Just when Mo Cong felt that he was about to die, the voice of the old man suddenly sounded in his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw the old man, Mo Xiao, and Mo Min, all three of whom were standing under the tree, looking up at him.

"Quick, old man, my true anger is too much to shake, and I'm dying. Mo Cong seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and hurriedly asked the old man for help.

The old man immediately jumped up and jumped to Mo Cong's side. "What's the matter, isn't your true qi always good?" the old man asked, looking at Mo Cong's struggling support.

Mo Cong briefly talked about his breakthrough through the first layer of the realm. "It's likely that he used too much qi just after breaking through the realm, and then the true qi began to agitate. He said sadly.

Mo Cong's true qi has always been huge and strange, and the old man couldn't discern the reason for a while after hearing it. Seeing that Mo Cong was getting more and more painful, the old man thought for a moment and said, "In this way, I will immediately teach you the Third Heart Method, you control your true qi, first impact those less important meridians and acupuncture points, don't touch the big acupoints and death acupoints, you know?"

"Good. Mo Cong nodded hurriedly.

Just as he was speaking, the true qi in his body increased a lot, and it was really about to burst him.

The old man taught Mo Cong the third "punch" mental method, and instructed Mo Cong to use his true qi to impact those less important meridians and acupoints. Mo Cong acted according to the law, extracted all the true qi in the dantian and divided it into twelve strands, and flowed along the twelve meridians of yin and yang of the hands and feet, such as the Shaoyang Sanjiao Sutra, the Hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra, and the Hand Taiyin Lung Sutra.

Mo Xiao and Mo Min looked up at Mo Cong, and the two of them were also worried about Mo Cong's situation. However, due to the small space on the tree, in order not to cause trouble to Mo Cong and the old man, the two had to stay under the tree and watch. I don't know how long it took, Mo Xiao's neck was sore, and Mo Min fell asleep directly.

On Mo Cong's side, the powerful true qi was impacting his twelve meridians, conquering one acupoint after another. Mo Cong has just started to contact the third heart method, and many meridians and acupoints are not familiar at all, and the technique of punching the acupoint is also quite clumsy. But as the saying goes, one strength is better than ten meetings, because the true qi in his body is too huge, and the momentum of the rushing is extremely strong, so many places are also very heroic rush through. Moreover, his dantian was still generating a steady stream of true qi, and these true qi were continuously replenished to the army that had previously impacted the meridians, which was really full of stamina.

In less than two hours, the three upper limb yin meridians of the hand Taiyin lung meridian, the hand shaoyin heart meridian, and the hand syncope yin pericardial meridian with fewer acupoints have all been opened. After another three hours, the three upper limb yang meridians of the hand Shaoyang Sanjiao meridian, the hand sun small intestine meridian, and the hand Yangming large intestine meridian have all been opened.

When the sky was bright, Mo Cong's six yin and six yang twelve positive veins had been opened, and although the true qi in his dantian was still increasing, with the circulation and drainage of these twelve meridians, the momentum of agitation had been greatly alleviated.

Seeing that the situation was basically under control, the old man sent a wisp of true qi into Mo Cong's body and checked the operation of Mo Cong's true qi.

"You kid, why did your true qi suddenly increase so much? Did you steal something?" the old man looked at it, slowly withdrew his true qi, and looked at Mo Cong with a strange expression.

"What's it? I'm going to eat it too. Mo Min under the tree said in a daze as soon as he heard that there was something to eat.

For this foodie, the three of them were a little speechless.

Mo Cong took out those wild fruits from his pocket and said, "I didn't eat anything, I just picked some fruits to eat when I was thirsty." No, this is the kind of fruit. ”

"Did you eat only this fruit?" the old man looked at the yellow wild fruits, and expressed his disbelief.

"I also ate a kind of red fruit. The red fruit is a little rier and tastier than these fruits. Mo Cong replied honestly.

"What kind of red fruit, what does it look like, what does it taste like?" asked the old man.

"Anyway, it looks red and tastes sweet. Mo Cong said while reminiscing about the taste: "I picked two of those red fruits in total, and I originally wanted to keep one for you, but I was so thirsty just now that I couldn't help but eat the second one." ”

"What? You've eaten two, are you going to die, boy?" the old man's tone suddenly became shocked.

Mo Cong saw that the old man's expression was grim, his tone was shocked, and he was suddenly a little scared. He asked in horror, "Old man, that kind of red fruit... Isn't it poisonous? I ate two at once, is it hopeless?"

"Fart!" the old man glared and scolded, "The Red Spirit Fruit is a sacred artifact of this sect, how can it be poisonous?"

"Then how do you say that I ate two of those red fruits, and I just didn't want to die?" Mo Cong was puzzled.

"Because the red spirit fruit absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and the moon all year round, it contains a very huge amount of aura, and once these auras are fused with the qi and blood in the body, they will continuously produce a large amount of pure heavenly dragon true qi. Normally, this kind of holy fruit only needs to be eaten one, which is enough for cultivators of the fourth realm of this sect to practice for several years. You kid is so generous, you even ate two at once, aren't you afraid that your true qi will surge and your meridians will burst at once?" said the old man with regret and worry.

"You haven't told me again, how did I know that this fruit is so domineering?" Mo Cong looked innocent, "It's good now, what can I do?" he said while checking the situation of the true qi in the dantian, and he said this kung fu, the true qi has risen a lot, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it will start to drum again.

"What to do, the old man has never met such a bold person who dares to eat anything, how do I know what to do?" said the old man angrily. "Anyway, for the next five or six years, True Qi will toss you every day like just now, and more than once a day. Prepare yourself to suffer, boy. ”

"Ahh The true anger just now had tossed him to death, and when he heard that he was going to be tossed alive for five or six years, he suddenly felt that the future was dark, and life was better than death.

"Hmph, why did I pick you up again?" The old man said angrily: "The matter has come to this, and the old man can only skip the second center of gravity method for the time being, and first teach you the third, fourth, and fifth center of gravity method together, and you will slowly toss it yourself in the next five or six years." The disaster is your own, and as for whether you can survive it, it depends on whether your kid's life is hard or not. ”

"Okay, then teach me quickly. Mo Cong said eagerly. I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what's going on, he feels that the true qi in his body is about to start tossing again.

"The three-heart method plus the corresponding fist and foot kung fu will not be able to teach it for a while. Go up the mountain first, and then take your time when you get to the mountain. The old man shook his head and said.

The two of them came down from the tree, Mo Min slept about the same, and the four of them went up the mountain together.

Mo Cong saw that the old man, Mo Xiao, and Mo Min were looking for him overnight, and he was moved, so he took the initiative to take out those yellow fruits and distribute them to eat. The old man shook his head, indicating that he couldn't look at it. Mo Xiao ate a few, and Mo Min was even more dog-legged, and as soon as he got the fruit, he was overjoyed, and the second brother and the second brother screamed.

"Second brother, do you have an injury to your shoulder? It's bloody as if you have lost a piece of meat, don't you hurt?" Mo Min crouched on the old man's back and asked Mo Cong while eating the fruit.

If she didn't remind her, Mo Cong had almost completely forgotten about it. Saying this, Mo Cong turned his head to look at his left shoulder, and suddenly exclaimed. Under the real air rotation, this wound torn open by the wolf's teeth is actually not very painful, but the appearance of the blurred flesh and blood is indeed terrifying.

"This was bitten by a wolf, right?" asked the old man, taking one look.

"yes, the wolf was fierce at the time, and the direction of the bite was completely messed up. I almost died. Mo Cong had palpitations and recounted the encounter with a hungry wolf.

"You deserve it, let you chop wood, but you ran to pick fruit. Haha, let's see if you dare to run around in the future. The old man laughed when he heard this.

Mo Cong suddenly felt aggrieved and had nowhere to go. He was aggrieved for a while, and then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Old man, why is the road in the forest so strange? I was afraid of getting lost at the beginning, and I drew a special line to come out, why did I get lost in the end?"

"Because the line you see later, even though it is the same line that you originally drawn, is pointing in the wrong direction, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes just the opposite. If you follow such a line, you will definitely go more and more wrong. The old man said lightly.

"Ah, how can this be?" Mo Cong was surprised, he looked around and asked in a low voice, "Old man, are there really ghosts in this forest?

As soon as he said this, Mo Min was suddenly startled, and he didn't eat the fruit, but leaned on the old man's back and looked around. That little expression was very frightened.

"Nonsense, look at your third sister scared. The old man reprimanded: "Where did the ghost come from?"

"If there is no ghost, how can you draw the wrong line? Isn't this what you said before, ghosts hit the wall?" Mo Cong said unconvinced.

"Ghosts hitting the wall is just an analogy, and it doesn't mean that there are really ghosts. The old man explained, "Don't you see, this forest is densely packed with trees, with more branches and more leaves. The so-called ghost hitting the wall is actually an effect formed by the continuous distortion and refraction of light by the branches and leaves. In this forest, what you see is often a glimpse of light, sometimes what seems close is often a kind of illusion projected from a long distance, sometimes something seems to be in one direction, but the reality is in another direction. Got it?"