"Yin'er, Yin'er, why are you still sleeping. Huan Yin's ears heard Duan Yun's somewhat hurried voice. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the master standing in front of his bed, looking a little displeased.

Huan Yin felt a headache, yesterday under the cold pool, the content of the "Immeasurable Sutra" poured into his brain like a pour, whether he understood it or not, accepted it or not, those golden words were deeply engraved in his mind.

"Master, how did I come back? Huan Yin straightened up and said with a tired voice.

When Duan Yun saw him, he thought that he hadn't woken up yet, and blamed: "Why did you come back?" You usually wake up earlier than me, look what time it is, and you're still in bed. It's time to work hard in the morning!"

"Yes, master. Huan Yin saw that it was already bright outside, no wonder the master was in such a hurry.

Duan Yun heard Huan Yin's promise, shook his head, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Huan Yin shook his head, he felt that he needed to sober up. Yesterday's events were so weird that he ended up in a cold pool and passed out, and then he didn't know how he came back later. Why does the master look like nothing happened, and when the master is angry, he must ask carefully.

After eating, Huan Yin changed into a sword-casting costume, walked up to Duan Yun respectfully, and saluted: "Master, the disciple is lazy, please punish the master." ”

Duan Yun was busy in front of the sword furnace when he heard Huan Yin's voice behind him and turned around. He saw Huan Yin's well-behaved and polite appearance, and remembered Huan Yin's usual spirit of hard work, and his anger disappeared a lot: "I won't cast a sword today, I want to build a soft sword, I need silk grass, you go to the door to find some for me, and I will show you how to cast a soft sword." ”

Huan Yin listened to Duan Yun's words, and then remembered that he was going to find silk grass for his master yesterday, but he was delayed by those things that happened later, and the master didn't know his experience, no wonder he was a little annoyed.

"Master, I'm sorry, the disciple couldn't bring the silk grass back yesterday, in fact, I ...... yesterday" Huan Yin was about to tell Duan Yun what happened yesterday, but Duan Yun interrupted: "What I'm sorry for, didn't you cast a sword with me in the pavilion yesterday, when did I ask you to get silk grass yesterday." You kid, you haven't woken up yet?"

Huan Yin listened to Duan Yun's words, and he couldn't react a little. If the master hadn't told him to look for silk grass, the things that happened later would not have happened, and he wouldn't have been so tired and difficult to get up. The voice of the Immeasurable Venerable and the content of the Sutra of Immeasurable Spirits are still deeply imprinted in my mind, can this be fake? It's just that looking at the master's expression obviously doesn't seem to be a joke, according to the master's temperament, when did he joke. Could it be that what I experienced yesterday was just a dream?

Huan Yin didn't say anything more, he changed into a Taoist robe, took the same tools as yesterday and went down the mountain.

The more Huan Yin thought about it, the more strange he felt, he wanted to repeat yesterday's events again to see if it would be exactly the same, so he still walked down the mountain according to yesterday's route.

"Yo, isn't this the inner disciple of the Sword Pavilion, the waste who hasn't cultivated for more than half a year is him. ”

"Waste is still waste, who let him find a good master, although he is also a waste, but his status is high. ”

They had expected Huan Yin to argue with them, or at least show anger. But Huan Yin's face was full of surprise after hearing their words, and the two of them thought that there was something strange on their bodies, you look at me, I look at you.

"How can this be, exactly like yesterday. Huan Yin thought.

"In this way, Chen Chuan must be there by the cold pool under the mountain!" Huan Yin thought firmly.

He trotted all the way down the mountain, following the route he remembered to the Hantan.

"Slut, it is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes to let you serve the master, don't be embarrassed. Chen Chuan's voice came from afar, exactly the same as yesterday.

Huan Yin leaned over, and he saw that Chen Chuan and the three of them were bullying the female disciple named Wang Yan, which was almost the same as what he saw yesterday. It's just that there should have been a cold pool here yesterday, but today there is nothing next to these four people, just ordinary woods.

What happened in the past two days made Huan Yin a little unable to react, he obviously heard the voice of the Immeasurable Venerable in the pond and learned the "Immeasurable Sutra", but today it seems that the pond does not exist at all. What did you hear, what did you learn? Are they all fake?

In the end, Huan Yin shook his head, the master was still waiting for him to find silk grass, and the things he couldn't figure out should be put aside.

He was about to walk away when he suddenly remembered Chen Chuan's cruelty to him yesterday. So, he quietly placed a large pile of ground mines under his feet, then took a very long coil of lead, lit it, and walked away.

This earth fire mine is a high explosive, which is used by mortals to open mountains. It is named because of its great power and thunderous sound. Since Duan Yun's cultivation disappeared, his mortal strength was not enough to decompose some immortal materials, so he prepared some small ground fire mines, which were used to crack the materials on weekdays. Huan Yin followed Duan Yun to learn to forge swords, so he naturally learned this hand. He assists his master in forging swords every day, and it is common for him to divide materials and solve materials, so he always has some of this thing in his pocket.

According to Huan Yin's calculations, the ground fire mine he laid down would explode a moment later. At that time, Chen Chuan was afraid that he was doing that unsightly thing, and he didn't know how he would react when a loud noise suddenly sounded. Thinking of this, Huan Yin's dull mood for the day seems to be a little better.

After doing this, he quietly walked away to look for the silk grass.

Just after walking a short distance, Huan Yin found a few silk grasses on a mound, although there were not many, but it was more than enough for the master to refine a sword. Huan Yin picked up the hoe, dug out the silk grass one by one, and put it into a bag. When he had done this, he straightened up.

"It's almost time. He thought silently, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a loud bang behind Huan Yin. If you listen carefully enough, you can still faintly hear someone's screams mixed in, from far and near.

Huan Yin secretly sneered a few times, then forcibly held back, and returned to the Sword Pavilion as if he was fine.

In the afternoon, Huan Yin helped the master cast a sword by the fireside, and carefully learned every detail and movement of the master.

"Uncle Duan is good, Senior Brother Huan is good. Wen Yu's voice was still so low, with a hint of gloom.

"Master Wen's nephew is here. Duan Yun turned around and smiled at Wen Yu kindly.

"Did you hear the loud noise down the mountain in the morning?" Wen Yu said.

"Oh, I heard that the sect's guard disciples went to investigate, what happened?" Duan Yun asked.

"At that time, a famous guard disciple happened to pass by there, and when he heard the sound, he immediately went to investigate, and heard that a deep pit suddenly appeared there, and the surrounding area was in a mess, and he couldn't tell what caused it. And...... And ......" Wen Yu said this, a rare smile appeared on his face.

"And what?" Duan Yun asked.

"The disciple of the guard met Chen Chuan next to the deep pit. He, he was naked, and he was ...... with a female disciple" Wen Yu had already laughed out loud when he said this, it seemed that even with his character, he couldn't stand hearing such a ridiculous thing.

"I don't know shame, Uncle Taiyin's good apprentice...... Hey, In'er, where are you going?"

Huan Yin couldn't help it when he heard Wen Yu's words, he didn't expect Chen Chuan to be caught doing that kind of thing, I don't know if he will become the number one topic in the sect tomorrow.

At night, Huan Yin was alone in the house, and remembered what happened under the cold pool last night. It was too real to be like a dream.

Immeasurable true people say that he finally saw the door of the truth, but he stopped in front of the door and did not prove the way. I don't know what kind of path the immeasurable true person wants to attain. He left the "Immeasurable True Sutra", hoping that someone who is destined to learn and preach for him, is he a person who is destined to do so?

Huan Yin didn't see the complete "Infinite True Sutra" under the cold pool yesterday, he only saw the first volume - "Infinite Sutra". I don't know how many volumes there are in this "Immeasurable Sutra", and what they are.

The content of the Immeasurable Sutra had long been deeply imprinted in Huan Yin's mind, and he decided to try to comprehend these scriptures, whether they were from a dream or not.

Huan Yin has always been quite perceptive, and although the meaning of the scripture is jerky, it is not something he can't understand. In his view, the Sutra of Immeasurable Spirits is not a method of cultivation, nor is there any key to the technique, but the content of the above is the understanding of the Venerable Immeasurable Venerable on the cultivation of the soul and his perception in the early stage of the path. Huan Yin has always insisted on practicing "Condensation of Qi Decision", and has a deep insight into the practice of condensation, he always feels that he is not unable to condense qi, but he is still short of something. Huan Yin seems to have found the answer he was looking for in the scriptures. Not only that, but there are many things in the scriptures that he didn't think of either.

Gradually, Huan Yin unconsciously began to practice the method of condensing qi again according to the understanding in the scriptures.

As soon as he started, Huan Yin experienced a completely different feeling. There was a sense of emptiness around him, as if his body had become an empty container, beckoning to something. The next moment, the moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the earth, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but a trace of white gas was withdrawn from the moonlight and flowed into my body along the window.

After the white qi flowed into the body, it circulated in Huanyin's body again and again, and every time he walked, there was less, but the less was very slow, and it took several circles to be completely absorbed, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult for his body to absorb this white qi.

According to the "Immeasurable Sutra", this white qi is the aura, and the reason why Huan Yin is so difficult to absorb the white qi is because of his lack of qualifications. If you change it without worry, I'm afraid this white gas will disappear after a circle.

As the aura entered his body, Huan Yin felt that he was constantly being filled, although the speed was very slow, but he was very satisfied.

Huan Yin, condensed!