Seeing this, Uncle Yun had no choice but to put away his other thoughts and said, "You weren't introverted just now, it was called the Zhou Tian Cycle, which was the ultimate operation of the monk's inner power, and it was the real meditation and pranayama. It's completely putting the cart before the horse, now the old man will teach you again, look at it!" Uncle Yun re-knotted his hands and was restrained.

"Introverted mind is not to mobilize the existing internal strength, the first step is to look inward. Uncle Yun opened his eyes and signaled, Yun Xiaoqi closed his eyes and was restrained.

"It's not about sleeping with your eyes closed. ”

"It's not like I don't want anything. ”

"It's not cranky. Uncle Yun resisted the urge to beat people and corrected his mistakes over and over again.

Yun Xiaoqi.............

"Well, let's let go of everything and feel the stone at the center of my eyebrows. Uncle Yun looked left and right, picked up a knuckle-sized stone from the ground, tied it with a thin rope, and hung it on the center of Yun Xiaoqi's eyebrows.

"Don't do anything this morning, feel the stones in the center of your eyebrows, don't stop after half a stick of incense, don't force it. I'm going to make porridge. ”

Yun Xiaoqi nodded and said, "Yes, father-in-law." ”

Next, Yun Xiaoqi remembered Uncle Yun's words, not sleeping with his eyes closed, not thinking nonsense, nor thinking about nothing, but feeling the stones at the center of his eyebrows with his heart. Nothing for a long time.

"It's hard, but I'm not going to give up. Estimating that the half-burnt incense had almost passed, he got up and walked to the sink of the broken temple, intending to wash and eat.

Although he ate the soup porridge with sparse rice grains for breakfast, Yun Xiaoqi felt that it was extremely sweet. Uncle Yun looked at the seven righteous sons with a very satisfied smile on his face, and told him to eat more and chew slowly.

"Taking advantage of the celebration of Qinglian City for more than a month, we also have a little more to eat. Uncle Yun finished eating, tidied up the dishes and chopsticks and said

"Got it, father-in-law!" replied the seven children in unison.

"Okay, pack up and go. Uncle Yun picked up the banner leaning aside outside the house, and there were four big characters on it. The seven righteous sons said yes and followed behind Uncle Yun......

In February of the sixth year of the Year of the Immortals, Long Xiaotian worshiped Uncle Yun as the seventh son, changed his name to Yun Xiaoqi and started his career as a beggar in Qinglian City. Although Uncle Yun has a skill, he is just saying a few nice words when he is vicious, and he is just surviving with the seven righteous sons under the prosperous back of Qinglian City.

In such an environment, Yun Xiaoqi became more and more indifferent, living at the lowest level of Qinglian City, experiencing all the pain, indifferent white eyes, disgusted eyes, disdainful expressions, loud insults, all the hardships Yun Xiaoqi silently endured, in order to live strongly, he hid at the door of the steamed bun shop on a rainy day all day, just to be able to pick up the buns that others threw away and didn't eat, and also fought with the vicious dog for a little food, until he was scarred.

There have been several times when I couldn't help but fight with others, but every time Uncle Yun was stopping them, Uncle Yun tirelessly told them over and over again not to cause trouble, because they couldn't afford to provoke others, at least for now, they could still live in Qinglian City, and there were many times when Uncle Yun was beaten and dying in front of them.

There have been many opportunities to pass by the beach outside Qinglian City, and I have also peeked at the little girl named Li Qinrou from a distance, and later accidentally found out that Xiaorou lives in the City Lord's Mansion, and has followed Uncle Yun several times to divinate the auspicious day of the Zodiac for the City Lord's Mansion and take the opportunity to put some well-known flowers in her window, which is also the only way for Yun Xiaoqi to thank for saving her life.

Standing on the pile every morning as usual, meditating quietly, frustrating since that day, Yun Xiaoqi has not crossed that hurdle, maybe the foundation is not enough, under the guidance of Uncle Yun, Yun Xiaoqi increased the basic practice, from the beginning of the standing pile to lifting heavy objects to stand on the pile, and then the arms are straightened, holding one end of the long stick flat practice, in the last two-handed ruler stick flat practice....

Unconsciously, Yun Xiaoqi has spent three spring and autumn seasons in Qinglian City, and in the past three years, he has no clue about meditating and pranayama every day, Yun Xiaoqi did not entangle and cannot look inwardly at this stage, but boldly tried to turn the internal strength existing in the dantian into internal force to gather in the limbs and hundreds of remains, and run the internal force without a teacher, up to the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, down to the Yongquan acupoint on the bottom of the feet, which really surprised Uncle Yun.

In the end, Uncle Yun secretly shook his head that some people couldn't teach it according to common sense, and there was nothing wrong with the operation of the internal force under careful inspection, so he talked about the theoretical experience in detail, and went with the flow, in other words, his ability was limited, and he couldn't teach Yun Xiaoqi.

In this way, according to his own understanding, Yun Xiaoqi's internal strength has become stronger and stronger after unremitting efforts, and his strength has become greater and greater, during which he has also encountered the group of beggars who almost killed him at the beginning, and he has not suffered a loss or taken advantage of it several times, all the hatred is slowly accumulating in Yun Xiaoqi's chest, and he always remembers Uncle Yun's teachings "The strong grind their minions, and the weak fight for strategy", which is also a kind of cultivation in Qinglian City.

In February of the ninth year of the year of the gods, it is the triennial blessing event of Qinglian City. Under the lights of the city, Uncle Yun's family is also very busy, and the city lord's mansion prays to the Qinglian Sword Immortal every day to parade the streets, rewarding food and clothing with other people in the city. Uncle Yun even got a lot of meat, and in the days when the celebration was about to end, Yun Xiaoqi and the others could eat meat almost every night.

On this day at the end of the month, Uncle Yun held a hot pottery bowl as usual: "The sun and the moon alternate between cold and summer, and before you know it, three spring and autumn seasons have passed, what do you guys have to gain or feel." Looking at the seven of them, he suddenly asked.

"Little one, the old rule is that you come first. Uncle Yun motioned for Xiao Yi to speak first.

"The day is precarious, and it is completely dependent on the charity of others to live, and fate is impermanent. Therefore, in the past three years, I have kept in mind the teachings of my father-in-law, insisted on practicing, strengthened my body, and one day learned one and a half tricks to earn a living family business, honor my father-in-law and support my six younger brothers. In the past three years, Yun Xiaoyi has changed from nine years old to twelve years old, and has grown from an ignorant child to a person who knows how to take responsibility.

"Hardship creates extraordinary achievements, and it's good that you can stick to your original intention. What about you, Xiao Er?" Uncle Yun nodded and looked at Xiao Er.

"I don't have any ideas, it's the same everywhere, just hibernate and wait for the opportunity. Xiao Er said lightly. The eleven-year-old Xiao Er's face was calm, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow, and the three-year experience had completely tempered some innocence into indifference now.

"Alas, what about you, junior?" Uncle Yun didn't say anything and looked at junior.

"I hope that one day I can be appreciated by some adult and change my past. The eleven-year-old junior was a little interested.

"Well, chance is very important, what about you, Xiaosi?" Uncle Yun nodded and looked at Xiaosi.

"I don't have any specific opinions, as a few brothers said, in addition to hibernation and waiting for a turnaround, what ideas are also foolish dreams, think more about what to do tomorrow. Xiao Si is also ten years old, and he spoke silently.

"Well, down-to-earth and diligent work can achieve great things. What about you, Xiao Wu?" Uncle Yun nodded and looked at Xiao Wu.

"I want to join the sect and leave this desperate environment, if I continue like this, there is no guarantee that I will do extreme things, if I were an ordinary person, I may have left this world by now, but after three years of practice, although you have repeatedly taught patience, my father, I may kill all those who persecuted me one day. Compared with the four elder brothers, the ten-year-old Xiao Wu's words made Uncle Yun silent for a long time, and Xiao Wu, who has always been lazy, can say this.

"What about you, Xiaoliu?" Uncle Yun looked at Xiaoliu in silence.

"Cultivation is successful, slaughtering Dong Gou's group of beggars. The ten-year-old Xiaoliu said fiercely.

"Alas. Xiao Qi, what about you?" Uncle Yun looked at Yun Xiao Qi with a hopeful gaze.

"The Great Monk is my only goal, and before that I will keep all my hatred in my heart, and until then I have always followed the teachings of your father-in-law, the strong grind their minions, and the weak fight for strategies. Nine-year-old Yun Xiaoqi said in a deep voice.

Uncle Yun was silent for a long time, no one spoke, silently drank a sip of meat porridge and put down the dishes and chopsticks, and saw that the atmosphere was a little depressed and said, "Actually, there is good news for you." ”

The seven of them silently drank the meat porridge and put down the dishes and chopsticks, looking at Uncle Yun and waiting to say the so-called good news.

"Although the monk's talent is very important, but chance is also the most important, tomorrow the Qinhan Sect of the Holy Land of the Liangyi Mountain Realm will bless the immortal fate in Qinglian City, and qualified children can go to obtain the immortal fate. Uncle Yun was silent for a long time.

"Huh?" exclaimed the seven, all overjoyed.

"Father-in-law, can you all participate?There is no bone age limit?" Yun Xiaoqi thought of the list that Yin Jiaotou was holding and said that under the age of nine to give immortals, he asked. The other six children saw this, and their ears pricked up again.

"The bone age is not more than twelve years. Uncle Yun looked at Yun Xiaoqi in surprise, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Great!" The six of them looked happy, but Yun Xiaoqi didn't speak silently.

"Twelve years old, you all go, I am over twelve years old, and I will stay in the future to honor my father-in-law. Yun Xiaoyi, who had been happy for a long time, looked at the silent Yun Xiaoqi and suddenly understood something, and smiled slightly.

"The old man is not dead yet, and he is not ready to be taken care of, you rabbit cub go and prepare. Uncle Yun smiled with relief.

The seven of them didn't speak, their eyes were red, and they were sobbing silently.

"What are you crying for? What can you do with the old man? After three years of being a beggar, you haven't been enough of it?" Uncle Yun scolded while quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It won't be useless, we are willing to follow our father-in-law as beggars for the rest of our lives. Xiao Yi took the lead and couldn't hold back his crying, and threw himself into Uncle Yun's arms and cried.

"We too, want to follow our father-in-law to repay our father-in-law's great kindness. The other six people also clung to Uncle Yun's sleeve and sobbed.

"What is this for? What are the men crying about? Tomorrow to get the fairy fate is the greatest reward to the old man. Uncle Yun choked up and said.

After a long time, Uncle Yun slowly separated the seven children, wiped away their tears one by one, touched Xiao Er's head and said: "The old man can only do to lay a good foundation for you, and the future road can only rely on yourself, Xiao Er don't let hatred blind his eyes." Uncle Yun said earnestly.