"Strange bird, this mental method is only the Yellow Order...... Inferior?" Tang Yimu was a little dazed when he heard this.

Although the Tang family has declined, the qualified disciples of the Tang family all practice the Tang family's Xuan-level lower quality heart method called the Yuxin Sutra. In the source of all ethnic groups, the exercises are divided into four levels of heaven and earth, and each level has three grades.

And this exercise is divided into the heart method and the martial method: the so-called heart method is to use the heart as a furnace, using the forging of the meridians in the body, to open up the palace of life, is the basic need for every monk in the source of all races to enter the path of cultivation, can be said to be the foundation of the edifice! It can be seen that the exercises are treasures that everyone in the source of all races wants to get, but the heart method of the lower grade of the yellow rank is a bit low-level to Tang Yimu, who has cultivated the heart method of the Xuan rank, and even the small family can casually take out a copy of the exercises of the middle grade of the yellow order.

The strange bird looked at Tang Yimu with a disappointed look, and immediately shouted: "Don't be in a hurry to look down on it, the first book that the master just mentioned to you is an ancient divine book, and your physique can only rely on this exercise in this era of source dryness!

"Xiu!" is almost without thinking. It's been six years, ordinary people only want to become a genius, but they have never understood the feeling of becoming a waste all the way from a genius, Tang Yimu has never given up in the past six years, nor has he been discouraged, all he wants is an answer!

"Keep your mind, Master will teach you the mental method, and then there will be more wonderful things!" The strange bird flew over and stood on Tang Yimu's shoulder, and a huge memory instantly poured into Tang Yimu's mind.

"Is this the "First Book"......" Tang Yimu sat cross-legged on the ground, and after accepting this memory, Tang Yimu had an extra mantra about the "First Book" in his mind.

"That's right, this "First Book" seems simple, but it is not a ...... to attract the source" The strange bird was still shaking his head just now as if he was lecturing the scriptures, and the next second he looked at Tang Yimu who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the words in his mouth came to an abrupt end.

"I'm grass!" you...... You ...... this is not to blame the strange bird, I saw that the source qi around Tang Yimu had been condensed, and the ethereal source that usually needed to be felt with his heart was surrounded by Tang Yimu like a group of subservient people around Tang Yimu at this moment! If there were outsiders present, no one would have thought that this was a source that a cultivator of the body refining realm could pull. And under the gathering of the source place, a soft light emanated from Tang Yimu's chest to attract the source qi, and at this time, Tang Yimu, who was obsessed with cultivation, did not feel the changes around his body at all, only the strange bird swallowed back the words in his mouth, staring at the light and not knowing what to think.

Tang Yimu was not full of joy, after six years, the body veins that had long been numb and depleted had a sense of pleasure flowing in again, and the feeling of the source qi rampaging in the body was like a new life for Tang Yimu in the past six years.

"Is this "First Book" really the mental method of the Yellow Order?" Tang Yimu immediately stopped his exercise after trying it, and clenched his fist full of strength again, and the incomparably mysterious source introduction method made Tang Yimu a little suspicious of the grade of this first book.

"Although this exercise is suitable for you, there are not many people who cultivate, and I haven't seen a few, master. The strange bird flapped its wings, "But you don't have a choice, if there is a problem in the middle, I can't see the reason at a glance, I can only take one step at a time." ”

Tang Yimu nodded, at the moment, only this mental method enables him to attract the source! In the past few years, the Tang family has found a lot of mental methods for him, but it is as difficult to attract the source qi as playing the piano to a cow, so even if the strange bird said this, it did not make Tang Yimu retreat.

"Boy, your physique has been delayed for too long, and the trend of the cultivation of the source vein is too poor! Even if the first book can help you attract the source qi, but the meridian fusion is your hard injury, and you can't touch the threshold of the pulse realm. The strange bird crossed its wings and pointed.

"Why?" Tang Yimu cultivated without moving for a while, and also discovered that although the source could be drawn into the body, the source qi still could not remain in the body, but instead ran in the wide meridians for a week and sneaked away, which made Tang Yimu's blood instantly pour a basin of cold water.

There was a hint of cunning in the strange bird's eyes, "Your meridian fusion ordinary method is no longer suitable for you...... Only ......"

Tang Yimu hurriedly got up and approached the strange bird and asked, "What's the only thing?"

The strange bird smiled, "Call Master Xiaoye, worship a teacher, and I'll tell you again." ”

Tang Yimu's face froze, this strange bird wouldn't be making fun of himself, right? But after thinking about it, the problem of cultivation just now was indeed said by the strange bird, although this bird seemed to be a little unreliable, but it had never cheated itself until now.

That's it, Tang Yimu's heart is ruthless, he worships birds as his teacher, and he worships birds as his teacher, and he goes out for the sake of cultivation! Thinking of this, he knelt down in a horizontal heart, and reluctantly shouted in his mouth, "Master." ”

"Hey! Damn, how many days have I kissed my father and mother, and the emperor of the Kingdom of God knelt in front of Lao Tzu's door and begged me to accept his offspring as an apprentice, Lao Tzu was unwilling! You stinky boy is still so reluctant. That's it, I'll tell you!" the strange bird flapped its wings and scolded for a long time.

"Pulse fusion is the characteristic of your physique, in order to accumulate enough sources to reach the realm of the pulse, you need to do one more thing than ordinary people, that is, to clarify the meridians, exercise the physique and lay a solid foundation!

"Nine is the extreme, nine veins!" This question is a common sense that is familiar to the heart as long as a cultivator, generally speaking, as long as the major families have six veins, they are already geniuses, looking at the ancient and modern supreme geniuses with seven veins as the boundary, eight veins and nine veins are born gods, no matter who they are, they are all honored as the reincarnation of a celestial. Tang Yimu was a seven-vein ninth-order powerhouse when he was ten years old, so the Tang family at that time said that Tang Yimu was the master of the family.

"her fart!" the strange bird was instantly unhappy when he heard this, "A fool is a fool, and it sounds good, nine is the extreme?

Tang Yimu frowned slightly, this bird seems to be used to blowing cowhide, and the nine veins are extreme, isn't this common sense known to everyone in the origin of all races? Tang Yimu also choked back angrily, "This is common sense." ”

"Common sense?" the strange bird glanced at Tang Yimu, "If the world thinks this is common sense, then it is already done by the sky." Cultivators, what challenges is the will of heaven, and the word common sense comes out of the mouth of a cultivator, which is blaspheming the source cultivator! Fighting for the emperor's road relies on constantly challenging yourself, boy, you are still tender. ”

After Tang Yimu heard the strange bird's words, he instantly realized a little, yes! Isn't cultivating the source just going against the sky, if you don't have a heart to challenge the limit, then what's the point of walking on this road against the sky?

The strange bird stared at Tang Yimu, and after knowing what he was thinking, he also nodded without a trace, Tang Yimu could instantly realize that his heart was also a material that could be made.

"Then, how to sort out the meridians?" Tang Yimu then asked.

"Use the source qi knife to control the source qi yourself to eliminate the meridians one by one. If you want to make progress in your life and break through the shackles, this vein must be eliminated at once! Only in this way will your cultivation come back, but boy, you have to remember: once you stop halfway, the number of veins will be dead, and you will not be able to step out of the realm of the pulse like others in this life. The process may be a little painful, you get ready, there is a source control technique in the third chapter of the first book, okay, I've made it clear now, and the rest is up to you. ”

After listening to it, Tang Yimu carefully condensed the source qi according to the first book, and after a while, a small blade appeared in the meridians. If you can see this blade with your own eyes, you must be amazed at its intricaciousness, the whole knife is like a piece of green silk, and there is a sharp cold light on the edge.

Staring at the source blade in the extremely wide meridians, Tang Yimu controlled it to slowly pierce into the fusion of the meridians according to the instructions of the first book, and after a while, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, this was an extremely mind-consuming work, Tang Yimu naturally did not dare to be sloppy.

"Hiss......"

It can be said to be the kind of pain that connects the heart, the moment the source blade pierced into the meridians, Tang Yimu was almost forced to give up by the sudden pain, but the thought that followed still made Tang Yimu stand up.

Looking at Tang Yimu, who frowned slightly, the strange bird muttered: "Success or failure depends on this step......

"Bang ......" An imperceptible subtle sound came from Tang Yimu's body.

Finally succeeded, Tang Yimu withstood the severe pain and huge mental exertion, completely eliminated the two meridians that were fused, and Tang Yimu took a breath a little.

Tang Yimu examined a circle of meridians, seven places had already fused together, if all of them were eliminated, Tang Yimu would have to endure such severe pain at least seven times. Taking a deep breath, Tang Yimu started the second elimination without complaint! What about the pain? Tang Yimu knew very well that this kind of pain was nothing compared to the kind of pain that you couldn't resist when you watched others wantonly bully you! For the sake of cultivating the source, for the sake of my father, and in order to protect what I had to protect, no matter how difficult it was, Tang Yimu must insist.

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"Hmph......" When Tang Yimu picked the fifth meridian, his two hands had already been picked on the ground, and as his fingers were the hard floor, the nail cover also cracked, leaving a deep blood mark on the ground.

The strange bird sighed slightly, he knew the pain very well, and the reason why Tang Yimu insisted on the strange bird also knew a thing or two, but he couldn't say words of encouragement, this was a road that Tang Yimu himself had to take, and whether Tang Yimu could persist or not also depended on whether his own heart was tough enough.

After Tang Yimu finished removing the sixth meridian, his whole body was like washing, and his face was no longer colorless. In fact, just controlling the Source Blade is already a great challenge for ordinary people, let alone concentrating on controlling the Source Blade after suffering such severe pain, if it weren't for the tenacity of the heart, the person who changed to the Great Will at this time would have already fainted.

"The strength of the soul is beyond the master's expectations. The strange bird praised softly, "This kid's heart is a good seedling of a strong man." ”

Tang Yimu was immersed in great pain at this time, how could he hear the praise of the strange bird. At this time, Tang Yimu's mind was in chaos, and the strong feeling of fatigue almost made him faint, even if the strong pain was like ten thousand insects devouring his body, as long as he gave up, he would be able to get out of the sea of suffering comfortably and rest for a while. But, he can't.

"......." Tang Yimu bit the tip of his tongue, and a touch of scarlet slowly slipped down from the corner of his mouth, and before he could catch his breath, he controlled the source blade again and headed for the seventh time!

Under the powerful fatigue and pain, a second was a huge torture for Tang Yimu. With a pleasant sound, it was like green silk falling to the ground, and the water came naturally! Tang Yimu fell to the ground and fainted in an instant.