Liu Heng turned around and walked back.

But it wasn't until he walked out for more than ten miles that his mood gradually emptied, and the uncomfortable emotions in his heart just now began to fade away. It was also at this time that the joy in my heart really began to surge.

The little scroll he was holding in his hand was something he had been longing for for the past dozen years. Once the mood is adjusted, the joy in the heart is self-evident.

Usually he always thinks that he is a person who can be very restrained and very good at controlling his emotions, but in the morning his mood was so low, and when he came back to his senses, his mood was so agitated that he rarely couldn't restrain himself - as he walked, he always subconsciously reached out to touch the small scroll in his arms.

He was also a little hungry, and after hesitation, he quickened his pace, and when he finally reached the next town, he went to the only inn in that town, and graciously asked for himself an upper room.

Such a big deal was almost impossible for him in the past.

But he felt that he really couldn't wait to get back to Ohno Castle.

Pinching the hard scroll in his arms, he longed to open it the next moment.

When I entered the store, it was already dusk, and when Liu Heng washed his hands and face, went downstairs to eat, and came back, it was already completely dark - this was the upper room, although it was only an upper room in a small town, but the room was still equipped with bright candles, not oil lamps that smoked people's eyes.

The shopkeeper brought up the foot-washing water, Liu Heng washed his feet, went over and inserted the door in person, and then came back, calmed down a little, and took out the exercise scroll in his arms under the bright light of the candle.

It looks very inconspicuous, about half a chopstick is slightly longer, two non-gold and non-wood sticks are shafts, and the golden-red material of the silk feel is a roll, and a black rope is tied to it.

Liu Heng looked under the lamp for a long time before taking a deep breath and pulling the rope open.

The scroll flipped lightly, revealing the ancient handwriting.

The first thing that catches your eye is four big words: the secret of watching mountains and seas.

Here are three small words: Building the Foundation.

Continuing to spread out, there are no words, only a picture of the human body.

One person sat cross-legged, slightly tilted his head, pinched the trick in his hand, and looked slightly dignified.

On his body, there was a red thread swimming - Liu Heng was startled, and quickly rubbed his eyes to look again, but saw that the line was really slowly swimming.

He couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Close your eyes, squeeze them, rub them, and open them again to look into the past.

That's right, the red line swims like a snake, and the figure sitting cross-legged in the picture moves well.

Obviously, this is not a human force.

Liu Heng shook his head and sighed for a moment, then concentrated his attention, staring at the red line seriously, and when he saw the direction in which it was swimming, he didn't know what he thought of, Liu Heng seemed to suddenly have an understanding, and couldn't help nodding slowly.

It was at this moment that he suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and a tingling sensation immediately came from between his eyebrows!

This pain made Liu Heng's eyes darken again.

But soon, before he could even touch his forehead with his hand, the tingling sensation quickly disappeared again.

Liu Heng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly saw a woman sitting cross-legged in his mind, her head slightly sideways, her hand pinching, her expression slightly awe-struck, and a glowing pale cyan mist descended from the tiger's mouth in her left hand, circling in an orderly manner in her almost transparent body, and after a large circle, it gradually transformed into a faint earthy yellow mist, escaping from under her right foot.

Liu Heng was dumbfounded.

Not only because this vivid mirror image suddenly appeared in his mind, but also because the woman who appeared made him feel a little familiar - she was wearing a luxurious palace dress, with a phoenix crown on her head, and her body was covered with a xia veil, and she was all over her body, looking indescribably indescribably immortal!

Liu Heng couldn't see her eyebrows clearly, his eyes were blurry, he could just feel that she seemed to be smiling at himself, and that demeanor was as gentle as ever with a hint of indescribable doting.

Yes, I don't know how many times in his sleep, he has dreamed of this woman.

He didn't know where she came from, he didn't know who her name was, and he didn't know why she often appeared in his dreams, only her gentle and amiable feeling never changed.

In her hungry sleep, in her tranquil sleep, she appeared again and again, accompanied by Liu Heng all the way until today.

Although her image is so blurry, especially that face, in Liu Heng's imagination, must be an amazing fairy beauty, but that face seems to be shrouded in a light veil, which is always unclear.

............

After losing his mind for a moment, Liu Heng shook his head and suddenly came back to his senses.

She sat cross-legged there, the mist flowing through her.

Of course, Liu Heng knew that this must be the cultivation method of "Watching Mountains and Seas", but he didn't know why the humanoid figure in the picture turned into the woman in this dream.

He thought: After dreaming for many years, he and this strange woman should be considered acquaintances. Maybe this is the case with this exercise scroll, and when it enters the mind and consciousness, it will automatically transform the image of human nature into the person he most longs to see?

It's just that Liu Heng is a little unsure: Is the person he wants to see the most turned out to be the woman in this dream?

............

When his thoughts were completely withdrawn, he put aside the question of the woman in his dream for the time being, and began to seriously ponder the image in the depths of his mind—that the image was not quite suitable, that the mist was flowing endlessly, and that the woman's figure was graceful, as if a big living person was in front of him.

There is no clearer, more intuitive, and more accurate way to teach than this.

Liu Heng's eyes stared at the flow of the mist without blinking, following the direction of their movement in the woman's body, carefully observing - in this way, half an hour had passed.

I don't know how many times I watched it, Liu Heng felt that he was beginning to gradually understand what this cultivation method was all about-I remember listening to the old beard when I was talking nonsense, whether it is a human immortal or a monster, the so-called cultivation is actually a process of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth for one's own use.

And now, the mirror image in front of him has dissected this truth and can no longer understand it.

The pale cyan mist entered from the tiger's mouth in his left hand, and ran along the various meridians in his body for a week, and finally turned into a faint earthy yellow mist, escaping from under his right foot - in Liu Heng's mind, this color change seemed to echo that the aura of heaven and earth had been absorbed into the body by the cultivator.

pondering and understanding the truth in this, Liu Heng couldn't help but feel itchy for a while.

But after thinking about it, he decided to rest for a while, and then carefully observe for a while before starting his first cultivation. Because of Fang Cai's observation and analysis for half an hour, it was rare for him to feel that he was in a trance, and Zhou also felt a little tired up and down.

I think that this kind of dialysis of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rational, even if it is just a foundation building chapter, the consumption of the cultivator's energy and physical strength is still extremely huge.

made Liu Heng feel that he was far more tired than running out for more than ten miles with Sanya on his back.

It's just that at this time, taking a deep breath and opening his eyes, he shook his head, and subconsciously wanted to put away the scroll in his hand first, but his eyes fell on the scroll spread out in his hand, but he saw a scene that surprised him - the first image on the scroll had disappeared at this moment.