This feeling of distraction has plagued the people of Qingjing Mountain for more than half a month.

He didn't understand the reason, and naturally he couldn't adjust himself, so he could only passively be disturbed by it, and it was difficult to rest.

It wasn't until two days ago that he had an opportunity for a transformation that he finally got out of this strange predicament.

On that morning, he was invited to a well-known hall in Liushan City to exchange boxing, and in the evening he said goodbye to everyone before returning home alone.

On his way home, he was walking on the trail when he witnessed an electric car about to collide with a pregnant woman.

He didn't hesitate to help.

With the urgency of saving people's hearts, the pure mountain people at that time can be said to be highly consistent in spirit and spirit.

Then he inexplicably heard a crunch.

Immediately after, his entire body suddenly seemed to have opened some kind of barrier, and for the first time, he sensed the breath in the air.

The pure mountain man subconsciously grabbed a few wisps of breath.

Unexpectedly, these few wisps of breath greatly stimulated his physical potential.

He actually managed to overturn the electric car with one hand!

Qingjing Shanren didn't remember how he said goodbye to everyone on the field at that time, his mind was full of exclamation marks and question marks at that time!

It was only after returning home and sitting in the meditation chamber for a long time that he regained his composure.

After some thought, he did not hesitate to reproduce the peculiar state of that time, but after trying more than a hundred times, he still couldn't get his wish, and he always felt a little worse.

What's missing?

The Pure Mountain Man sat cross-legged in the meditation room.

His face was calm, but his heart was trying his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

After about two or three minutes, he suddenly gave up meditating, and his expression was a little depressed.

Outside the meditation room, in the pond, there are no waves in the autumn water.

His mind was still rippling.

The pure mountain people rarely feel ashamed.

After living at the foot of Mount Liushan for so many years, he thought that he could collapse in front of him without changing his color, but when he really encountered something that he cared about, he found that it was difficult to achieve even the most basic calm.

Qi cultivation kung fu is still not deep enough.

He closed his eyes and recuperated after a long time before he opened them again.

At this time, his mind returned to clarity, and the restlessness in his eyes slowly fell silent.

When it comes to forgetting kung fu, he really has some confidence in himself, but the crux of this situation is obviously not on it.

So what's missing?

He began to reminisce about the rescue of pregnant women.

After a while, he had a thoughtful look on his face and meditated cross-legged again.

The mind went blank, the consciousness went into self-exile, and the whole person floated slowly like a feather......

But unlike before, the Pure Mountain People did not completely relax their minds this time, but instead had a faint thought lingering in their minds, trying to grasp the escaping air flow from the outside world.

Time passed bit by bit.

In an inadvertent moment, the Pure Mountain Man suddenly sensed the familiar air flow again, and he naturally guided a wisp of breath into his body, and then let it flow around his body along the veins.

Cycle after cycle, beginning and week after week.

The whole body is filled with a warm feeling, as if you are soaking in a hot spring, which makes you feel very comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a shout in my ears.

The pure mountain man woke up from a trance.

Exiting the state of Tranquility for the first time, he first looked around a little confused, and then slowly regained his clarity.

He had a vague sense that something had changed in himself.

He didn't pay attention to the call outside the house, but looked down at his arm, and found that his arm, which was originally red, swollen and painful, had now returned to its normal size.

He couldn't help but shake it slightly.

Although there was still a slight tingling sensation in the arm, it was far less intense than before - the arm that had been torn by the sudden burst of force two days ago seemed to have been meticulously repaired.

The scene in front of him undoubtedly confirmed some of his conjectures.

He looked at his arm in a daze, and couldn't help muttering, "Is this considered to be the path of cultivation?"

Inside the house, the pure mountain people sat quietly in place.

Outside, the shouters did not get an answer, but instead of leaving, they shouted louder and louder.

Several times the Pure Mountain Man was about to fall into deep thought, but was interrupted by this familiar shout.

He got up helplessly, and while walking to the door, he responded loudly: "I heard it, Lu Biao, don't shout, your loud voice makes my ears hurt." ”

Lu Biao was one of the members he had visited two days earlier.

He is not very old, only about twenty years old, although sometimes a little second, but he is cheerful and generous, chivalrous and righteous, and his popularity in the guild hall is very good, and the people of Qingjing Mountain have a good impression of him.

Because they also like Taoist culture and love boxing, the two will make an appointment from time to time, or talk for a long time, or learn from each other.

And now this kind of situation of coming directly to the door without saying hello is really the first time.

The Pure Mountain Man pushed open the door.

He built a small courtyard at the foot of Mount Liushan.

At this moment, there are four men and one woman standing in the courtyard.

Among them, the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was Lu Biao, who almost shouted his throat just now.

On either side of him stood two men carrying cameras.

Among them, the man on the left is slightly shorter and wears a floral shirt.

The man on the right is taller and looks older, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and a tag pinned to his left chest with the words "Ryushan TV" written on it

In front of the man with glasses to the right, there was the only woman among the four, dressed professionally, and she also wore a work card pinned to her left chest, but with the words "intern reporter" on it.

As for the remaining tall man among the five people, he did not stand still, but immediately walked up to the Qingjing Mountain Man with an uncomfortable look in his eyes: "Hello, I am the director of the Nagato Martial Arts Pavilion, Jiang Han. ”

The pure mountain man frowned, his expression was a little cold, and he nodded casually.

Then, he didn't care what the reaction of the man in front of him was, and directly looked at Lu Biao not far away: "What are you looking for me for?"

Lu Biao stepped forward with a fart.

He plunged straight into the space between the tall man and the pure mountain man, deliberately separating the two, and then took the pure mountain man's hand and dragged him almost stiffly to the glasses man and the professional woman.

"Well, they are from Liushan TV, this is the photographer of the TV station, and this is the reporter of the TV station," Lu Biao's tone was very enthusiastic, "They heard about the fact that you saved a pregnant woman two days ago, and they want to interview you with a person." ”

After speaking, Lu Biao sighed: "I can't see it, clean brother, he is cold and lonely on weekdays, and he is still a five-good citizen behind his back." ”

At the same time, the people of Qingjing Mountain felt surprised, but also felt a little tricky.

Two days ago, the pregnant woman came to the door and gave him a pennant, he thought that this matter would be understood, but he did not expect that the TV station would come to the door - at the moment, the last thing he needs is exposure.

The pure mountain people do not speak.

The scene was a little deserted for a while.

The female reporter and photographer glanced at each other, and then took the initiative to talk.

She unfolded a smile: "Hello, I'm the new intern reporter of Liushan TV, Pei Qing'e." ”