Zhang Fang said as he instructed Jiang Wuji to cultivate.

Although Jiang Wuzhi listened very seriously, he still didn't know anything.

"Don't say it, I don't understand." Jiang Wuji said distressedly.

"And what do you want to do?" Zhang Fangyi shook his head helplessly and said.

"You have another way, right?" Jiang Wuji looked at Zhang Fangyi and said.

After Zhang Fang heard this, he said helplessly: "No way, you have to understand these by yourself, only by understanding these by yourself, can you really learn the Taoism of this sect, otherwise you will never be able to learn the Taoism of this sect." ”

"Okay." When Jiang Wuji heard this, he immediately lowered his head in frustration, and secretly complained in his heart that he was not angry.

Zhang Fangyi stood up and stretched.

"Okay, you can practice for a while, during this time, I will check every day to see if you are lazy." Zhang Fangyi said solemnly.

"Got it." Jiang Wuji nodded.

Jiang Wuji saw Zhang Fang turn around and prepare to leave, and hurriedly shouted.

"Lao Zhang, where are you going?"

Zhang Fangyi suddenly turned around again, raised his hand at a lightning speed, and slammed it on Jiang Wuji's head.

"You kid, is Lao Zhang's name you? Call Senior Brother! Zhang Fangyi scolded angrily.

Jiang Wuji covered his forehead, tears rolling in his eyes.

"It really hurts, you use so much force."

"You deserve it." As soon as Zhang Fang finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

"You will go into the hut to cultivate by yourself later, and I will pick you up when it gets dark."

"Oh!"

Jiang Wuji touched his forehead, muttered a few words, and then began to continue to practice this set of mantras.

As soon as Zhang Fang turned around and left, Jiang Wuqi entered the thatched hut to cultivate, while practicing, while reciting the mantra silently, while cultivating, while reciting the mantra silently, after practicing like this repeatedly for seventy or eighty times, Jiang Wuqi still couldn't figure out the direction, but felt that he was getting more and more energetic.

The incense I was holding in my hand before burned out early.

Jiang Wuzhi didn't care about this, but continued to sit cross-legged, closing his eyes and pranayama.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Wuji opened his eyes, and saw that the sun was already setting outside, and the twilight was falling, and Jiang Wuji's face also had a ruddy color.

Jiang Wuzhi slowly stood up, stretched out his arms, moved his wrists and ankles, a breath of fresh air rushed towards him, Jiang Wuzhi took a deep breath, and suddenly, the whole person seemed to be reborn, full of energy and energy, Jiang Wuji nodded with satisfaction, and secretly thought in his heart:

"So this is cultivation."

Jiang Wuji walked out of the hut, looked around, took a closer look, and found that there was a boulder not far from the hut.

The boulder is three meters high, about half a meter in diameter, about two meters wide and about one meter long.

"Huh? What is this?" Jiang Wuji stared at a strange pattern on the boulder and asked curiously.

There were several ancient characters written on this pattern, and Jiang Wuzhi couldn't recognize them at all.

"What is this?"

Jiang Wuzhi looked at it for a while, but he still couldn't understand it.

"That's right, I'll practice your hands!"

Jiang Wuzhi patted his head and said with a smile.

Jiang Wuzhi first stood up and sank his breath, and then waved his fist and smashed it towards the stone wall of the boulder.

Under Jiang Wuji's blow, the entire ground shook, and stone chips splashed, but the boulder was still as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest deformation.

"Oh, my hands." Jiang Wuji felt the pain coming from his fist, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Jiang Wuzhi's own strength is far beyond ordinary people, even if it is an ordinary punch, the fist power is at least more than five hundred catties, let alone a serious punch, plus he has just successfully breathed the beginning, after feeling and inhaling, it is now the ventilation stage, and the five internal organs in the body are more or less blessed with a little spiritual energy, and at this time, the full punch is at least more than two thousand catties.

"I don't believe it, and I can't smash you." Jiang Wuji said without admitting defeat.

Immediately, Jiang Wuji shook his fists one after another and smashed them towards the boulder, and after a while, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and his arms were extremely sore.

Jiang Wuji looked at the stone wall, panting constantly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

After several more violent smashes, Jiang Wuji's arm was about to be broken.

Jiang Wuzhi raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat that broke out on his face, and thought in his heart: "It's still too reluctant, it seems that it's better to cultivate for a while first." ”

Jiang Wuzhi turned around and walked to the thatched hut, and when he entered the house, he sat cross-legged and recited the mantra silently.

After a while, Jiang Wuji entered a state of cultivation, as if he had entered the realm of selflessness.

Jiang Wuji didn't know how much time had passed, he only felt as if his arms had become numb, but Jiang Wuji didn't feel any fatigue, and his body seemed to have become much lighter, as if floating in the clouds.

This situation lasted for about two or three hours, and Jiang Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It finally worked."

"Sure enough, I now feel that my body is full of strength, like a Yangtze River rushing endlessly, with inexhaustible strength, inexhaustible courage, and endless strength." Jiang Wuji said excitedly.

"Is this the world of cultivators? It's just amazing. ”

Jiang Wuji stood up, feeling the powerful power in his body, and couldn't help but be excited.

"No, we have to continue cultivating quickly."

Thinking of this, Jiang Wuji couldn't control the impulse in his heart anymore, and immediately sat up cross-legged again and began to run the mantra of Tuna.

Over and over again, Jiang Wuji was running and breathing from the very beginning, while silently reciting the mantra, slowly, Jiang Wuji's body was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the power of the outside world.

After a while, a layer of white mist emanated from Jiang Wuji's body, and this mist enveloped Jiang Wuji, and Jiang Wuji gradually entered a mysterious realm.

I don't know how long time has passed, but I can see that Jiang Wuji's neck has formed a thin layer of spider webs.

Jiang Wuji's body suddenly moved, and the blood inside his body, as if a wild horse was frightened, began to flow wildly.

Moreover, the color of the blood also began to change, and the color in the blood began to gradually turn black, as if it were the color of ink.

The blood in Jiang Wuji's body has turned black, but his body has not stopped changing, and the skin in Jiang Wuji's body is still gradually changing.

From a black skin, it began to turn into a silver-gray, then silver, then a golden, then a black, then a golden......

Immediately afterwards, the blood in Jiang Wuji's body, like a boiling oil pot, was jumping around in his body, black for a while, golden yellow for a while, and silvery white for a while......

The blood changes are becoming more and more frequent, and the skin on his body is also changing, Jiang Wuji's hair is growing wildly, and his long black and silky hair is like a galaxy star in the night, shining brightly.

Jiang Wuji's figure began to thin sharply, and in an instant, he changed from a sturdy young man to a withered, skinny, and skeleton with only a skeleton, as if he had been drained alive.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a muffled snort erupted from Jiang Wuji's body, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"I'm ...... What's going on? Jiang Wuji looked at the black blood on the ground, and muttered to himself with a pale face.

"Am I going to die?" A touch of desperation appeared on Jiang Wuji's face.

"Whew!"

At this time, a gust of wind blew, Jiang Wuji only felt a flower in front of him, and then, Jiang Wuji felt that he was being picked up.

This embrace is very warm, giving Jiang Wuzhi an inexplicable sense of security.

"Huh? Who's this? ”

Jiang Wuji raised his head in confusion and saw a face.

This face is the one Jiang Wuji has ever seen.

"Senior brother?" Jiang Wuzhi looked at the figure in front of him and said weakly.