But the old man didn't seem to care too much about Qi Lang's attitude, and his eyes became excited, as if standing in front of him was not an ignorant boy, but a piece of fine jade that urgently needed to be polished.

"As far as I know, that's probably the case. The dustless old man twisted his long white beard and officially began to instruct Qi Lang, "What you are doing is the external refining method of the Western Regions. It was a powerful and reliable way of cultivating, and they relied on the spiritual power in the spirit stones to strengthen their bodies. In my opinion, the so-called spiritual power is actually a kind of transformation of radiant energy. That kind of energy will make every cell and every muscle in the human body stronger, and then the strength of the person will also increase, and when it reaches a certain level, super soldiers will be born. That's right?"

Although there were some differences from the various descriptions he had heard before, Qi Lang still felt that there seemed to be some truth in what the dustless old man said: "It seems to be like this." Although I don't have much experience, every time I use spirit stones to advance to the ranks, I feel as if I have completely changed people, and my whole body seems to be full of power. They say it's like a new suit of armor, but who knows, it's probably like you say. ”

The dustless old man looked up at the sky, as if reminiscing about the past: "When I was young—it was already seventy or eighty years ago—and I also tried to try the external refining method of the Western Regions. Unfortunately, it didn't work, and no matter how hard I tried and how much I risked, I couldn't succeed in the end......"

Qi Lang knew what kind of concept such an attempt was, it was really an almost crazy adventure - directly using spiritual power ore to advance to the rank, it is estimated that the old man may not have thought of this.

"It's a pity...... he tried to comfort the dustless old man, but to be honest, he didn't want to introduce himself to the method of forcibly improving with spiritual power ore, because in his opinion, he was too old, and his body was afraid that it would be difficult for him to bear it, "At the beginning, I didn't succeed either, until one day, I experimented with spiritual power ore, so I ...... And it is. ”

The dustless old man laughed: "That's not the point. You're thinking too simply, my child. ”

He rocked his wheelchair to Qi Lang's side, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "I can guarantee that the attempt I have made is much crazier than yours, but that won't work at all." ”

"Yes?" The word "doesn't work" reminded Qi Lang of Iglu's prompt at the beginning, the snow wolf had also made such an assertion, but he succeeded in the end, does that mean that he really has something special?

"I figured it out later. The old man put his hand on Qi Lang's back and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was feeling all kinds of changes in Qi Lang's body, "The reason is that the Western way of ascension is fundamentally contrary to ours. They turn cells into strong giants, but on the other hand, they block our pathways. Because we pay attention to the cultivation inside the body, what we need is the smooth operation of internal strength. ”

Qi Lang felt as if a soft and warm breath was coming from the palm of the old man's hand, going down his spine, and just when he was just feeling a little embarrassed at first, the breath went around his lower abdomen, and then went all the way to the top of his head.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dustless. But what are you doing here?" Although the feeling was very refreshing, Qi Lang still felt that it was not natural.

"Peace of mind, little one. The old man still stubbornly turned the breath back into the palm of his hand, and then patted Qi Lang's back and said with a smile, "As expected, your qi veins are all in a smooth state, which means that you can have two completely different powers." ”

He turned back to Xu Biao and nodded approvingly: "Your eyesight is good, he is indeed the person we have been looking for for many years." ”

Xu Biao didn't dare to take credit, and hurriedly lowered his head to express his gratitude to the old man.

But Qi Lang was even more inexplicable: "What's the matter, is there something wrong with my body?"

The old man laughed happily: "No, your body is so good." Your cells have indeed been strengthened with spiritual power, just like those Western warriors, but along the lines of the Qi pathway, everything is still normal. Moreover, I have also noticed that your dantian qi sea has been cultivated quite firmly, and judging from the accumulation of internal qi, it has also reached the level of a middle-level warlock. It's just that it hasn't been active for a while, and it's hiding there like a lazy child. ”

"But what does that mean?" Qi Lang understood the metaphor of sleeping a lot, but he still didn't know anything else.

The old man stared at Qi Lang's eyes seriously for a moment, and found that Qi Lang was indeed not lying, so he sighed helplessly: "It seems that this hour is really not enough, I can only pick some important ones to tell you now." ”

His expression became serious: "The path of our Oriental people's internal cultivation pays attention to absorbing the qi of heaven and earth, and relies on the cycle of the power of the dantian to produce a strong magnetic field. You should remember the trajectory of the internal force that I just entered, which is the path through which the internal qi flows, which is the so-called meridian. ”

Qi Lang felt it in his body, and he knew that he wouldn't get lost, because that breath seemed to have left a lot of marks along the way. "I remember, thank you, Mr. Dustless. He nodded, "What's next?"

"Every day, use your mind to push the breath of the dantian to run in the meridians, and if you continue to cultivate like this, you will have great success sooner or later. The old man pointed with his finger as he spoke, and Qi Lang immediately felt a fierce heat in his lower abdomen, as if there was indeed a bag full of breath hidden in that part, it seemed that it was the so-called dantian.

And just when Qi Lang was about to try to make the breath run by himself, he suddenly found that the dustless old man floated up from the wheelchair.

He didn't jump in mid-air, but ...... Levitation!

The old man's voice came through the air: "When you practice to the point where your qi veins are strong and you run like electricity, you can use your own magnetic field to repel and attract the existing magnetic field in nature, just like me, so as to practice the Immortal Divine Technique of Flying Heaven and Earth." ”

At this point, Qi Lang really believed that his nearly two hours had not been in vain. It seems that what Dodim said at the beginning is true, in this world, there are indeed some samurai who can fly freely in the sky like birds, and they are very likely to become one of them!

The dustless old man didn't have much time left, and after demonstrating this magical move, he waved his long sleeves again, and a long sword flashing with a soft green light immediately appeared in his hand. He slashed his sword one by one, and in an instant, the sword light swept across the air, the wind swept around, and the tall green bamboos around him were bent down to both sides by the strong wind.

Qi Lang recognized it, it was the Wind Sword!

It was indeed the swordsmanship that the Oriental samurai were familiar with, and each sword was light and agile, and it looked plain. But in the old man's hands, it seemed to be different, for he was slow and calm, but each sword seemed to contain an infinite number of hind hands.

Half a day passed, and the dustless old man fell back and sat back in his wheelchair, the expression on his face still looked so calm, as if he hadn't done any strenuous exercise at all, just stood up and stretched, and breathed a few breaths of fresh air.

"Do you understand?" asked the dustless old man with a smile.

"This is simply amazing!" Qi Lang came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a big dream, "I mean...... It seems a bit hard. Your swordsmanship is simple and ordinary, but it seems to be flawless. ”

"The moves have to be simple, and simple will be handy. The old man nodded, agreeing with Qi Lang's judgment, "But qi and momentum are the key - if you apply the qi in your body to the sword body, the sword will be powerful, and if you apply the wisdom in your brain to the sword moves, the sword will be powerful." If you can see this, it means that you have received guidance from a master in the first place, which means that I don't have to accept you as my apprentice. ”

Qi Lang suddenly came to his senses, he still remembered the etiquette of the Orientals, and hurriedly threw himself on the ground, and was about to bow to the master: "Please, please accept me as an apprentice!"

"No!" Princess Mi Rong, who was silently guarding beside her for a while, finally couldn't help it, she pulled the clothes of the dustless old man and protested loudly, "Grandpa Wuchen, you said that I was your last apprentice, and I won't allow you to accept any more apprentices!"

The dustless old man stretched out his hand and pulled up Qi Lang, slapped Mi Rong's little hand with a smile, and said with a pretended disgust: "You girl, you came to trouble me a while ago, and asked me to see this young man, but now you want to stop me from accepting him, do you think you are messing around?"

"I just want you to teach him a lesson, how did you know you changed your mind so quickly?" Mi Rong pursed her lips, messing around was indeed what she was good at.

Seeing that Qi Lang was already sweating eagerly, the dustless old man still explained: "Child, you don't have to pay attention to the status of master and apprentice. Actually, I don't have anything more to teach you, our cultivation path relies on one more comprehension word. I am only showing the way today, and the rest is up to you to walk and understand for yourself. Of course, if you are on two parallel paths, it will be extremely difficult, but you have to believe in yourself, and I, an old fellow, will pay attention to you. ”

That being said, Qi Lang was still disappointed. He stood up helplessly, only to find that the green sword in the old man's hand had turned into a piece of bamboo. What's going on, was it just dazzled?

"The fateful companion of the Western samurai is the beast pet, and ours is the sword soul. The old man saw Qi Lang's doubts, and replied with a smile, "I have been associated with bamboo all my life, so this bamboo is my sword." ”

He glanced at Qi Lang very meaningfully: "You have probably found your own sword, right?"