Law Enforcement Hall, Zhao Tang returned to restore his life, but he frowned when he saw Elder Han.

Zhao Tang felt strange and didn't dare to open his mouth to inquire, so he came to Elder Han alone and saluted.

"Elder Han, the cultivation materials have been delivered, and the disciple observes that guy and feels that he has a backbone!"

"Huh, anti-bone? Of course, the son of a beast is also a beast! ”

Elder Han snorted coldly, unimpressed.

"That's what the elders say! Disciples should remember! ”

Zhao Tang saw that Elder Han was not angry, he hurriedly saluted, and did not dare to slack off.

He knew that if he hadn't practiced the ability to observe words and emotions under Elder Han, he might have been sent to the back mountain to feed the ghosts.

Houshan has always been the weirdest existence in the hearts of the disciples of the sect.

"It's getting late, and this night may be longer!"

Elder Han's unprovoked words made Zhao Tang's forehead sweat, he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly bowed down and whispered: "Disciple, let's dress up in disguise, tonight that beast will definitely fall into a hidden disease!" ”

Zhao Tang thought that Elder Han wanted him to pretend to be a ghost, so he took the lead in Mingzhi, but saw Elder Han raise his hand to signal.

"Zhao Tang, do you also think that the trickery in the back mountain is fake?"

Zhao Tang bowed down and didn't dare to look directly, let alone speak.

He understands how wrong he is.

After a while, he heard a voice: "Go down, go and see how Ling Fei is recovering." ”

"Yes!"

Zhao Tang slowly retreated, and when he walked out of the main hall, he happened to be blown by the night wind.

The cold night wind blew on the cold sweat, and Zhao Tang shivered.

He walked quickly to the side hall, and when he looked from a distance, he saw two maids feeding Han Lingfei.

Zhao Tang coughed lightly and slowly walked into the side hall.

Han Lingfei saw Zhao Tang and knew that he had something to say, so he blasted the maid away and looked at Zhao Tang with burning eyes.

"How is it, Senior Brother Zhao, is he miserable, is he scared to pee his pants?"

"Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother saw that beast just now, and he also saw another person."

"Who?"

"The daughter of Elder Mo of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Mo Qingyu."

Han Lingfei looked stunned, and then asked Zhao Tang angrily: "How could she go to the back mountain?" ”

Zhao Tang showed a worried look on his face, and said indignantly: "Senior brother, listen to the advice of senior brother, that beast and Mo Qingyu are eyebrows, I am afraid that it is ......."

Airplanes!

Han Lingfei seemed to have a divine thunder explosion in his mind, and after being hideous for a moment, he looked at Zhao Tang fiercely: "Let's talk about this matter in detail!" ”

At night, it's slightly cool.

The disciples of the Liuyun Sect were in a hurry, and after a busy day, they each visited the sect together.

The new disciples were full of energy, and all of them were elated.

From today on, they have been far away from the mortal world and have devoted themselves to asking immortals.

Their backs were on the White Jade Divine Bridge, and their voices were in the practice room.

With a look of surprise and perseverance, they walked towards the future laid out by the Liuyun Sect.

They are the stars of the flowing clouds, and they are the mainstays of the future sect.

They don't belong to Xie An.

Xie An was kneeling in the dimly lit stone house at this time, rubbing the wooden stick in his palm vigorously.

The green smoke rising slowly choked Xie An's tears, and suddenly a little red light appeared, and Xie An hurriedly puffed out his cheeks and blew it away carefully.

Finally, the flames lit up and illuminated the entire stone house.

Xie An's face was full of fireworks, and he skillfully added firewood to the brazier.

He is already familiar with the fire.

There was no dry food, no food, only miscellaneous fruit from the trees, and a few spirits.

As the fire in the brazier grew, the temperature of the stone house rose.

Xie An changed into clean clothes, picked up the fruit and rubbed it on his trouser leg, and then put it in his mouth.

There are many mixed fruit juices, which are not sweet, but have a faint fragrance.

He didn't know the name of the fruit, only that he felt full after eating.

At some point, the wind began to blow outside the stone house.

As soon as the wind rose, the worn-out wooden door creaked.

Xie An spread out the "Liuyun Xingqi Sutra", he had a good memory, and after reading through it, he began to read sentence by sentence in order to find the root.

On the first page, the essence of Reiki is recorded.

It is said: The so-called aura is the foundation of heaven and earth.

In the meantime, there may be innate aura, and there is also the acquired aura released by the spirit plant spirit mine.

Reiki can make up for the lack of life, and can improve the quality of the physical body to achieve the effect of transformation.

All things have spirits, and mortal bodies can also store and refine spiritual energy.

Those who are friendly to the aura have the best root bones, absorb the aura quickly, and practice for a long time.

Those who are widowed and have poor spiritual energy have poor roots, but they can also practice with the help of external objects.

Those with zero-sum aura have the worst root bones and cannot feel the existence of aura.

Practitioners can absorb the breath and use the method of qi to run the Great Zhou Tian in the body, which is to build the foundation.

……

"It turns out that you have to use the method of qi practice to attract spiritual energy into the dantian. Then run the small week, and after the eight veins of the strange meridian are fully opened, you can run the big week. ”

"Doesn't it mean that before the Great Zhou Tian, it was the Ninth Rank Qi Cultivation Realm, and after that, the Eighth Rank Foundation Cultivation Realm?"

Xie An watched it with relish, so much so that he forgot to add firewood to the fire.

The scripture also says that those who are the disciples of the Tao can be divided into nine grades. From the ninth grade to the first grade, there are three small realms before each big realm, which is for "the first glimpse of the doorway, the perfection of the furnace, and the peak". There is no specific definition of the threefold small realm, and one can only realize oneself but cannot connect with others.

"Nine grades of Qi refining, eight grades of foundation building, seven grades of knots, six grades of infants, five grades of Yuan Infants, four grades of gods, three grades of returning to the void, two grades of tribulation, and one grade of true immortals."

Xie An read softly, but there were doubts in his heart: "I don't know what kind of flying sword is?" ”

He didn't have a teacher, so naturally no one answered.

A mountain breeze blew into the stone house along the gap and blew to Xie An's erect neck.

Xie An shivered coldly.

He hurriedly picked up two square logs and put them into the brazier, then grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into a sip.

The wine is in the throat, but it is not as spicy as imagined, but has a kind of coolness.

This feeling was somewhat familiar, Xie An was slightly stunned, and recalled Mo Qingyu's elixir.

"This, is it Reiki?"

Xie An held the wine bottle close to the brazier, and he saw four big words faintly flashing on the wine bottle: "Ruyi Fulu"!

"It's Mr. Meng, is this Mr. Meng's technique?"

Xie An was overjoyed, he hurriedly sat cross-legged and sensed the aura according to the method of qi in the "Flowing Clouds and Qi Sutra".

Strange to say, he could clearly feel the aura, but he couldn't introduce the aura into the dantian.

Those auras wandered around in his body, and finally disappeared under Xie An's lost expression.

Xie An felt lost, and he felt that it was dark in front of him.

If you can't do it in the first step of inducing qi into the dantian, how can you practice and avenge your father and senior brother?

Just as Xie Anxin was discouraged, he suddenly heard a loud noise, followed by a strong wind.

The stone house shook, and roof debris fell with the sound of the sound.

Xie An hurriedly got up and came to the courtyard, but saw a few streamers quickly passing by.

One of them stagnated slightly above the stone house, and Elder Han's terrifying divine sense shrouded Xie An.

Immediately after, several other elders came one after another, each looking at Xie An with surprised expressions.