"The human body has a total of 365 acupoints, most of which are closed, and it not only takes a lot of time to get through the acupoints, but also requires a lot of resources. "The falling moon is sneering.

"Then which is more secure than this method of opening the pulse directly?" Chang Ling asked.

"Of course, it's a direct pulse...... What, these two methods are almost the same, do you think the fairy road is so easy to walk?"

Chang Ling thought for a while and said, "I'll listen to the master's instructions to go to the Scripture Pavilion to read the book, but I can't read." ”

Then there was a long and somewhat awkward silence, and after a long time of not getting Luoyue's answer, Chang Ling asked tentatively, "Luoyue, are you still there?"

"I'm gone, can you send me away, that Gu Yunxi is very good, I'm dignified...... How to fall into following you. ”

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

The following days were rare leisure and happiness, Chang Ling mixed in the library all day long, starting from the very beginning of literacy, Luoyue was extremely impatient and meticulous to explain to her.

Although the vast majority of the classics are still unreadable, Chang Ling still reads them with great pleasure, she never thought that she would be able to read and write one day, and pinch her cheeks from time to time, only the real pain can tell her that none of this is a dream.

This kind of behavior is naturally mocking in the eyes of Luoyue.

Most of what Chang Ling can open and understand are biographies or stories that record anecdotes about the mainland.

For example, a young man in the north picked up a jade pendant, and there was a true immortal primordial god in the jade pendant, and he gradually became the strongest under the guidance of the true immortal......

After reading this story, Chang Ling's gaze at the Falling Moon Chain became a little hotter.

But more of it is truly recorded, and it is not easy to cultivate immortals.

When a mortal opens his pulse, there is no one in ten, his whole body is paralyzed, and he explodes and dies...... There is only one way to live well, but there are many strange ways to die.

And even if he successfully opened the pulse and survived, because of the narrowness and fragility of the meridians, it was extremely difficult to enter the contemplation realm.

After reading the books of these days, Chang Ling's face became more and more solemn.

Life on Ziwei Peak is different from her original life, she can read and write, can wear high-quality robes, eat all kinds of delicious food, does not need to work in the fields, does not need to run outside under the scorching sun or torrential rain.

It would be nice if you lived this life like this.

Such thoughts always pop up suddenly, and she can't help but shake her head.

During the day, Chang Ling would occasionally look at the misty peaks in the distance.

There are a total of nine main peaks in the Canglan Sword Sect, each elder can be in charge of one, and one is where the outer disciples practice and live, except for Ziwei Peak, every mountain peak is lively, every day there are countless people who cling to the dream of cultivating immortals, and every day there are countless people on this road who fall down and get up again, until there is no longer a trace of strength.

Chang Ling also often dreams at night, in the dream is still the warm farmhouse courtyard, Lin Yu smiled and waved her hand, she was surrounded by dazzling streamers, and her parents were busy, they looked at her with a smile, and shouted softly.

She often wakes up in the middle of the night and can't hold back her tears.

It turned out that tears could really be drained, and in the end she could only stare widen in the dark, and her dry eyes ached.

Three months after coming to Ziwei Peak, Chang Ling rang the sound transmission bell.

"Master, I have decided to open the pulse. ”