The water pavilion is quiet, and the breeze is gentle, rippling the calm surface of the pool.

Mrs. Hua stroked the celadon cup and rubbed it gently.

"The emergence of cultivators can be traced back to 10,000 years ago, when the prevalent qi refiners in the world were called immortals among the people, and later, the qi refiners entered the mortal world to preach, and developed into a hundred schools of thought."

"In that era, hundreds of schools of thought contended and the world of great contention, but with the appearance of the emperor who swept Liuhe, the four seas and the world, he used martial arts to melt qi, the book was the same, the car was on the same track, and the rules of practice were established, and the practice had order and direction from that moment on."

Mrs. Hua said lightly.

She was talking about some secrets that An Le had never heard of, and even began to trace the origins of the practice.

"Of course, for thousands of years since then, the path of cultivation has continued to develop and multiply, giving birth to many amazing and brilliant people, but in the end, it cannot escape the tempering of time, so cultivation is also a process of pursuing the continuation of life."

"Today, you should know that Da Zhao moved south, and Middle Earth went north with the Canglang River, all of which were occupied by foreign races, such as the number one master today, who was the emperor of the Yuanmeng Empire, looking northwest, bending his bow to shoot the immortals, and an arrow shot the heavenly gate open, and the immortals were stained with blood."

The first master in the world, Emperor Yuanmeng...... It is rumored that it was just a breakthrough, and it forced Da Zhao to move south.

An Le took a deep breath and was shocked to hear it.

"In addition to the first Yuanmeng Emperor in the world, Dali also has a wheelchair national teacher, one finger to open the sky, attracting the sea of stars outside the sky, peerless, and the father and son of the Western Liang Kingdom entered the devil with martial arts, infected the huge country, sacrificed ten thousand people to build a bone view, refined a magic knife, cut a blood rain in the world, in exchange for the Yuanmeng Empire soldiers retreated three thousand miles."

Mrs. Hua took a sip of tea and slowly told the world to be strongest.

Just from her words, you can feel the terrible oppression, although An Le knew that this world was extraordinary, but she was still shocked by this bizarreness.

Mrs. Hua glanced at An Le and chuckled: "Of course, my Da Zhao is not weak, peerless generals are frequent, there are more holy mountains, the Academy of Literature and the three forces of the Martial Temple, all of which are strong and independent, and it is also one of the reasons why Emperor Yuanmeng did not dare to cross south easily." ”

This is the clearest pattern of the world's cultivators that An Le has heard so far.

"Gongzi An, you became a person at the age of eighteen, and you boarded Lin'an to participate in the Spring Festival, and now you are even more involved in cultivation, and your goal should be to be on the first list of Jinshi in the imperial examination."

Madame Flower took a sip of tea.

"There is this hope, but after all, Xiaosheng's cultivation is very low, so he can only do his best."

Ann Ledao.

Mrs. Hua nodded: "The Holy Mountain, the Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple, such as the three mountains standing within the Great Zhao, the Holy Mountain is transcendent, the Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple are competing endlessly, they recruit disciples, all of them are selected from the first list of Jinshi, you can only have the opportunity to enter the Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple, and continue to practice." ”

For the first time, An Le knew that there was a lot of brilliance in his eyes, and there was indeed ambition in his heart.

"The Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple collect the world's cultivation methods, all of which are extraordinary methods, and An Gongzi wants to practice advanced methods, but he can only enter one of the two."

"And this academy and martial temple can cover the cultivation system of today's Great Zhao, the academy refines the gods, and the martial temple forges the body."

"The refining of the gods of the Academy of Literature is naturally to cultivate the mind, and the palm is the power of the mind, which is divided into the realms of concentration, fetal breath, refinement, primordial spirit, and sitting and forgetting...... A powerful spiritual monk can move mountains with one thought, pour rivers with one thought, and cause thunder in the sky with one thought. ”

"However, the way of cultivation is not only to refine the gods, the physique is also very important, the martial temple forges the body, the cultivation is the physique, the opening of qi and blood, the forging of spiritual bones, the condensation of the inner pill, the Xuanyi, the innate step, etc., this is the first five realms, and then the five realms after the five realms, you know now that it is not beneficial."

Mrs. Hua spoke without hurry, and slowly explained the realm of cultivation to An Le, so that the doubts that lingered in An Le's heart were easily solved.

"The way of cultivation, you can't just cultivate one, you need to practice God and forge the body together, according to your own talent, choose the focus, refining the god can allow you to sweep away the filth of the heart and demons, and the body forging can allow you to talk and laugh in front of the thunder tribulation, which is very important."

When An Le heard this, his eyes were shining, his heart was stirring, and he couldn't help but pick up the teacup and pour a sip of tea.

Mrs. Hua looked at An Le and smiled slightly.

In fact, the content of what she said was not very profound, nor was it a secret sin, but if An Le had set foot in cultivation in his early years, he would have imparted this knowledge in his cultivation of Mengxue.

Therefore, Madame Hua did not intend to exchange this information for An Le's painting, which was so close to her heart.

"Mrs. Hua, the Academy of Literature refines the gods, the martial temple forges the body, what about the holy mountain?" An Le pondered for a moment and asked curiously.

"Holy Mountain ......" Mrs. Hua couldn't help but taste tea and moisten her lips when she heard this.

"There is a holy master on the holy mountain of Middle Earth, the holy master is transcendent in the world, in addition to the holy master, the holy mountain also has a mountain master, every mountain master is a gifted person, to be able to enter the holy mountain is the wish of countless practitioners of my Great Zhao, because those who enter the holy mountain represent the talent that is recognized."

"The masters of the Holy Mountain, whether it is refining the gods or forging the body, they are all a must."

"But since the founding of the Great Zhao, there have only been a handful of heroes who have entered the Holy Mountain."

"There is a saying in the world that the holy mountain is not the holy mountain of Great Zhao, but the holy mountain of Middle Earth."

Mrs. Hua's eyes were a little misty, she turned her head to look, looked outside Lin'an City, and seemed to see that vague mountain, unclimbable, towering into the nine skies, spanning eternity.

An Le couldn't help but yearn for it when he heard this, but he was still very self-aware, and those who had entered the Holy Mountain were extremely talented.

Therefore, he did not have any thoughts about the holy mountain.

However, he is among the top scholars in the imperial examination, and he really plans to rush it.

Mrs. Hua retracted her gaze and landed on An Le, her eyes were a little trance-like, as if she had thought of something, and felt a little ridiculous, she shook her head and didn't think about it.

"Chasing the wind, Gongzi An is curious about martial arts, so you will show Gongzi An what a martial artist is."

Mrs. Hua looked at Chasing Wind and said.

When Lin Chaifeng heard this, he grinned, without any shyness, and stepped out, the qi and blood on his body roared under the skin, and his thin body seemed to wake up like a fierce tiger.

The burning stick pinned to his waist slipped into his hand.

Lin Chaifeng looked at An Le and said with a smile: "Gongzi An, look at it!" ”

The words fell.

The two ends of the burning stick in Lin Chaifeng's hand were naturally extended, turning into a two-meter-long stick, and a stick was pulled out, bursting out with a sound whistle, and there were wind and waves between the shakes!

The power that spread out made An Le almost suffocated.

In the end, Lin Chaifeng handed out a stick and pierced into the rockery, and the rockery made of solid stones was directly pierced like soft tofu.

Lin Chaifeng also naughtily flicked the stick with his hand, causing the stick to sway up and down.

"Forging a martial artist, the body is strong, the strength, and speed are far beyond ordinary people, and the killing power is extremely strong."

Madame Hua chuckled: "As for refining the gods......"

"That's it, that's it."

Mrs. Hua raised a finger and saw that the water in the pool was invisibly withdrawn, turned into a column of water and spewed out, winding in mid-air, like a python roaring.

Such a miraculous state impacts Anle's worldview!

Madame Hua withdrew her fingers, and the python suddenly collapsed into a torrential rain, and countless water droplets fell into the pool.

"Refining the gods and forging the body, that's probably it."

"Gongzi An, do you still have doubts?"

An Le's mouth is dry, is this refining gods?

The scalp of the show is numb!

The martial arts are domineering, and the refining gods are ethereal.

In comparison, his castrated version of Zhao Zu's long fist is just like a playhouse, and it is full of shame when it is used.

"Thank you Mrs. Hua for solving your doubts, Xiaosheng is an eye-opener."

An Le calmed down and thanked him.

Madame Hua shook her head: "These are just a brief introduction to cultivation, nothing at all. ”

"I see that you are very interested in cultivation, so how about I give you a copy of the cultivation books for refining the gods and forging the body?"

When An Le heard this, he was shaken all over, and hurriedly got up: "Mrs. Hua, a painting of Xiaosheng is not worth two precious cultivation classics......

However, before An Le finished speaking, Mrs. Hua raised her hand, and on her snow-white palm, there were two more yellow books, and there was a trace of aura lingering on the books.

"Gongzi An, first of all, your paintings have won my heart, let me recall some things in the past, although sad, but very nostalgic, secondly, I give you a practice classic, which can be regarded as a good sale, if you can pass the classics I gifted, you can enter the first list of Jinshi, and even have the opportunity to try before going to the holy temple, then I will also be honored and have a good reputation."

Madame Hua chuckled and waved her hand, handing the two yellow books to An Le.

An Le understands, this is the meaning of investment.

However, the investment is probably just incidental, after all, An Le's cultivation is really too low, and the age of enlightenment is too great, and it is more because of the painting that moved Mrs. Hua.

"Thank you, Mrs. Flower."

An Le dusted off his clothes carefully and bowed his hands deeply.

"It's not easy to refine the gods and forge the body, you can't be in a hurry, you enlighten late, you will cultivate calmly, don't be anxious, in addition, you can take advantage of the weekdays to paint the sons, come to chase the wind or I ask about the difficulties in practice, and there are many detours to guide you on the cultivation road." Mrs. Hua said slowly.

An Le thanked him again, and with excitement, he took the two books and his eyes fell on them.

The first yellow book is a book of forging secrets, and the cover is "Five Birds Forging Body Skills"!

The second volume is a method for cultivating the mind, called "Sword Waterfall Map"!

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