"The slave is stupid, and now she can only be trained to the third level. ”

The third layer? This is normal.

"It's not slow. What are the difficulties in your practice?"

"Yes!"

Hearing the young lady's inquiry, Qingdai's eyes lit up, and she immediately told her about the problems she encountered.

"When the slave gathers internal force, it is always too loose to hit the distance......"

Her eyes were full of distress, thinking about it, this question has been asked to others, but it is still a little unsolvable.

"Then you, show me now. ”

"That's ...... miss."

Qing Dai glanced at the food on the table, although she also wanted Miss to give her guidance, but Miss hadn't eaten for a day, and she must be hungry. Moreover, if you don't eat this meal at this time, if you eat it cold for a while, you may hurt your body.

Yan Zhuo smiled lightly and shook his head helplessly.

"You practice, I'll eat at random, and I'll talk to you later. ”

"Hey!"

Qing Dai had no worries, and her voice responded.

She walked to the side, found a slightly empty place, and displayed the third layer of "Breaking the Sky Xuangong" without reservation.

Yan Zhuo casually picked up the food in the bowl, but his eyes paid attention to Qing Dai's every move.

Her movements are no problem, well-behaved, and in place. It's just that her internal force came out, and it was still one at first, and it dispersed after a while.

Moreover, looking at her internal strength, it is extremely loose.

It seems that the most direct reason for her failure is the problem of insufficient internal force compression. And the most fundamental thing is that when she practiced, she only cared about accumulating internal force, but did not purify the internal force, making it too dissipating.

"Qingdai, are you the only one with this problem, or is it?"

Qing Dai nodded, "Guo Yang and the four of them, there has never been such a problem, neither has Xing Zi, and Xiangrui, she has not practiced to this level." ”

Yes, several of them have a martial arts foundation, and their bodies have different feelings about internal forces, so naturally they know how to tighten internal forces.

"Qing Dai, you stop the cultivation of the third layer in the past few days, from the first layer, pay attention to the connection point of each action, grasp the subtlety in the action, after the internal force is gathered, and then continue to practice the second layer until the internal force is exhausted, and then repeat. ”

Yan Zhuo frowned, his expression was serious, "Your foundation is very bad, if you don't stabilize it well, the future practice will become more and more difficult." ”

"Yes, miss. ”

Even if she returned to practice, Qing Dai was only sad for a moment, and then she lifted her spirits again, and there was a determined look in her eyes, after all, she found the crux of the ......problem, didn't she?

Well, she really didn't pay much attention to it before.

Now, she realizes how important this basic skill is. Of course, I don't play it now~

The night fell, and in the space, Yan Zhuo's figure appeared again.

Now, her day is only divided into two parts, cultivating in the space, and going out for dinner.

Hehe~ Yan Zhuo stuck out his tongue.

Thanks to her group of little girls who don't care about her, if her mother knows, I'm afraid some will nag her~

This time, there was plenty of time, enough for her to explore the new scene of the space.

Yan Zhuo showed one hundred and twenty points of curiosity and interest, and spun around.

She first ran to the top of the hill, lay there and stretched herself, plucked a few beautiful flowers, sniffed the fragrance, and then playfully put a hairpin in her hair.

Then, we came to the arch bridge that exuded a quaint atmosphere.

Yan Zhuo looked at it, but he still couldn't help but step on the bridge.

She wanted to go to the other side of the bridge.

As soon as she stepped in, Yan Zhuo felt that her mood was clear, and the simple and distant aura enveloped her whole body, and she suddenly felt that the sky was high and the clouds were light, the world was thousands, time flew by, all beings were small, and the road was far-reaching......

For a moment, she thought about what was eternal and what was fleeting.

People live for a lifetime, it is only a few decades, some people eat, drink and have fun, extravagant, some husbands and children, diligent and thrifty, some make meritorious contributions, serve the country and the people, some chase ideals, and never give up......

The meaning of human existence determines whether this life is short, long, eternal, or meaningless.

In this life, she naturally has to live it meaningfully and live what she wants.

She is fortunate to meet her own opportunity, fortunate to be reborn in the year when her relatives are safe, and she still has her own avenue to go.

Yan Zhuoyan smiled, and the flowers on his head were all willing to bow to the wind at this time, ashamed of themselves, and lowered their delicate faces.

Spiritual power kept pouring into her body, and she didn't know it.

It seems that she is standing in the clouds, overlooking all living beings in the world, and she is sure that being in the world is one of them, this feeling of detachment and integration makes her very novel.

She walked with a calm and distant mood.

And as I walked, it seemed that I had reached the end of the arch bridge, and the section shrouded in mist was still locked in white mist, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Yan Zhuo wanted to go further, but found that she seemed to be blocked by something and could no longer go, and no matter how she moved, the white mist in the distance did not back down at all.

There was a look of regret in her eyes.

It seems that the time has not yet come. The curiosity in her heart intensified because of this, making her whole person, itchy and longing, just sit in place, and swoop!

But in this kind of scene, she can only live the addiction of fantasy, so she has to return the same way unwillingly.

The swarthy land seems to be beckoning happily to her, and she can't wait.

Yan Zhuo's mood was even more bitter, she now had no shovel and no seeds, and she couldn't even be a happy farmer......

She pursed her lips, stopped looking at the sad places, and leaned somewhere else.

Everywhere else, there was a white fog at the end, and nothing new appeared.

Yan Zhuo cleaned up her slightly depressed mood, originally thought that in this space, there were still a lot of unlocked things, waiting for her to conquer it, but she didn't expect it, she had time, but what she got was a white "closed door".

Can she not be depressed?

Will she be happy?

She pouted in protest at the white mist, and then, she couldn't help but giggle.

Look at her, she is naïve and dead, just this little thing, what do you have to do with space?

This can't be seen, isn't it because her current strength is still insufficient?

How to blame someone else.

How high the results are, how much reward. The space is like this, but it is very fair.

Moreover, from a spring, a bamboo building, to a few acres of fertile land, a hill, an arched bridge, a bay of river, and a bamboo forest, her area has expanded so much at once, which is the reward for her hard work, and she should be happy.

People's mood changes with people's thoughts.

If your thoughts are open-minded, positive, and optimistic, then your mood is open-minded and motivated.

And if your thoughts are always full of complaints, always pessimistic, always negative, then your heart will be entangled in these things, and you will not feel joy for a moment. And this, it will form a vicious circle, the more angry the worse, the worse the more angry, this person, I am afraid, there will be no happiness in his life.

There are two sides to one thing, thinking good and bad, it all depends on the individual.

It can be seen how important it is for people to think.

And she has such a good character.

Yan Zhuomei thought that at this moment, she was full of hope again and went to the bamboo building.

She wanted to see if the prohibition on the second floor had been opened at the moment. After all, she hadn't been in the house for a long time.

Yan Zhuo observed carefully, and even poked the prohibition on the second floor with his hand, it shook a few times, and the brilliance flashed on it, but the luster was much less than before.

Yan Zhuo was overjoyed, it seemed that she would be able to go up to the second floor soon!

If she didn't guess wrong, once she entered the Qi cultivation period, this prohibition would probably break automatically. When the time comes......

Yan Zhuo grinned, she looked up at the second floor, and secretly worked hard in her heart, she must enter the Qi training period as soon as possible and as soon as possible!

Because she was really curious, what did Senior Mu put on this second floor, and he was still firmly guarded with a prohibition, and she had to wait until she reached the Qi training period before she could go up and see it.

That thing, it's going to be good!

Her eyes were bright and shining, flashing with longing.

The second floor couldn't go up for the time being, she turned around, and was about to look around, but at a glance she saw the portrait of Mu Seniors hanging on the wall, her eyes were sharp and bright, and she seemed to be looking at her with approval in her eyes.

Senior Mu's eyes changed?

Yan Zhuo was afraid that she had seen it wrong, so she rubbed her eyes, and looked carefully, the feeling just now was gone, it should be her illusion, she thought in her heart.

She's a big ha, the last time she left, she even forgot to close the door?

The door of the side room next to her was open at the moment, so she saw the portrait of Senior Mu at a glance.

She walked silently, with a bit of respect on her face, walked to the portrait, and respectfully saluted the senior Mu.

"Thank you to my predecessors for giving me this creation, so that I am where I am today. ”

She is sincere and sincere, and her attitude is also very sincere, and a thousand words are flowing in her heart.

After bowing three times, and then raising his head, Yan Zhuo's eyes were attracted by the sword held by Senior Mu's hand.

Sword......

She bit her lip slightly, her gaze frustrated.

Alas, her Qingyun Sword Technique, the Qingyun Sword Technique that she wants to start practicing quickly......

She still lacks a sword, but where is she going to find it?

She sighed, and looked at the sword in the portrait with nostalgia, if only she had a sword left for her, it would be good.

She spurned her own inches in her heart, but her hand carefully stroked the sword in the portrait, and her eyes were expectant.