The daytime in Bishan is different from the outside world, the sun is invisible, thick clouds cover the sky, and the cold wind is like a bone scraper eager to burrow into the bone marrow. There was an eerie sound in the distance that seemed to be elongated, and even the vegetation was bare and lifeless, and the twisted branches were unpleasant.

Although he was only wearing a single coat, Zhuang You didn't feel too cold, he wore a few whitewashed single clothes and trousers all year round. Following the uncle out of the city gate, Zhuang You kept thinking about the last punch that the uncle said, especially the man who was also surnamed Zhuang. The young man asked a few times, but the uncle said that he didn't know who the man was, so Zhuang You had no choice but to give up and walk with peace of mind, but he remembered it deeply in his mind.

Along the way, he didn't encounter anything strange, and Zhuang You didn't know where the uncle was going, but he couldn't see the inner city behind him, and he couldn't figure out the direction. The two men walked silently and did not speak.

Mo Ba on his back suddenly moved, and the slight made Zhuang You almost think it was an illusion, but Zhuang You and Mo Ba were inseparable for several months, and he was used to such a heavy sword, he could be sure that Mo Ba had indeed moved, but Zhuang You did not have doubts, because a person appeared in front of him, but he was not sure that it was a person.

Because the sky was gray and the people in front of him were full of yin energy, Zhuang You couldn't see clearly, but he saw a human figure and two green lights, which were very faint, like eyes. "This is the prisoner of Bishan, a ghost. Uncle said, Zhuang You's eyes widened, the first time he saw the legendary ghost in such a big life, he was far more surprised than scared for a while, after all, the old monster of Yindang Mountain was more like a ghost than a ghost.

The two stared at the ghosts, the ghosts also stared at the people, and the uncle patted Zhuang You on the shoulder: "Most of the ghosts in Bishan are unconscious, here at the beginning of Li Si's establishment, the Tiangang Transformation Array, night and night Gangfeng, many ghosts can't withstand the Gangfeng and dissipate, and the rest are still lingering and losing their consciousness before death." This is also the case, and it is estimated that you will move later. ”

Zhuang You nodded, secretly spitting out, a little nervous, after all, he hadn't done anything with a ghost, no matter how much, just be a person!

The two of them were about 100 meters apart, but after a while, the ghost moved, Zhuang You didn't react, the ghost had already arrived in front of him, and he also saw the face of the ghost thoroughly.

Ragged, skinny, and with a faint glow of green pupils, it was not as terrifying as the legend suggests, but rather like a poor man. However, Zhuang You was already in real qi, and his fists were clenched, because he understood the meaning in the ghost's eyes, an impulse to be hungry to madness.

Almost in an instant, they moved at the same time, the ghost rushed straight at him out of order, Zhuang You's right fist roared away with a fierce wind, the moment the fist touched the ghost, Zhuang You felt like he had hit a layer of fine gauze, and at the same time it was very cold, just a punch, a wail, the yin qi was everywhere, the ghost was gone, and on the ground, two green beads were lying.

"This is the lowest-level Yin Spirit, which generally wanders around the periphery, and has a very small chance of producing ghost beads, even if their eyes fall, even if they drop ghost beads, they are useless inferior goods. ”

Zhuang You picked up the ghost beads, and the tentacles were cold and very turbid. The uncle said: "Because there is no magic weapon to preserve, you can use it directly, just crush it." Hearing this, Zhuang You crushed the beads, and the two cool breaths spread from the palm of his hand to the whole body, which was very comfortable, and the whole person was sober, and the broken beads had turned into fine sand and disappeared with the wind.

Zhuang You understood the benefits of this bead, but then he was very depressed, and some emotions could not be vented, and it took a while to get better. The uncle laughed and said, "Absorbing ghost beads is good for the soul, but the ghost itself will also absorb the violent and ruthless dark emotions, so don't absorb too much at once, but take it step by step, otherwise you will lose your sanity." ”

Nodding and remembering, the two continued on the road, and the ghosts they encountered also increased, and when they saw the two of them, they all rushed up with their teeth and claws, and were taken by Zhuang You with a few punches and absorbed. Zhuang You wanted to give it to the uncle at first, but the uncle shook his head and didn't need it, so he gave up. It's just that as he went farther and farther, the sky became darker, the wind gradually became fierce, and the ghosts became more and more irritable, and Zhuang You gradually struggled to deal with them.

I don't know how long I walked, and Zhuang You didn't remember how many Yin Spirits he had destroyed, but the effect of the ghost beads he absorbed was getting worse and worse, and he barely felt anything. Until a ghost appeared in front of him, he actually spat out people's words, but there were only two words: "Give me, give me ......"

Zhuang You was a little surprised, but he didn't make a move immediately, but he felt that the green light in the eyes of this yin soul was more contemplative, "Some of the yin souls are more powerful, and they can remember some things before their deaths, they are all obsessions." Uncle explained. "Is there a Yin Soul that has a completely autonomous consciousness and can communicate?" Zhuang You asked, the uncle was noncommittal, but just said: "There may be." ”

However, the conversation could not continue, because the yin soul had already rushed over with the stinging hair, took a deep breath, the dantian true qi was running, Zhuang You punched out, and the mighty and indomitable moved forward, but when it hit the yin soul, there was no effect of those yin souls being defeated with one blow, Zhuang You had already thought of this, and punched again, exhaled, and picked up the ghost beads.

This time I absorbed, and I obviously felt better, but I had a breath of unevenness in my chest, and I couldn't get out, and I vomited for a long time before it slowly disappeared. When Zhuang You opened his eyes, the uncle said, "It's night, and the wind is going to be strong." ”

"Well, didn't the uncle say that the wind outside is too strong at night, so it's not suitable for staying for a long time?"

"When my generation cultivates, it is natural that we have to be accompanied by all kinds of hardships and dangers in order to keep moving forward. This Beibi Gangfeng was actually born by a burst of law, the innate Taiyi Demon Array, but the eye of the formation was broken, and it was not as good as before after repair, and your cultivation time was still short, and this Gangfeng was both a test and an opportunity for you. ”

After speaking, the uncle sat down, the thin sword at his waist was flat on his lap, Zhuang You also sat cross-legged, and Mo Ba was placed beside him, silently spitting.

"Your heavy sword is very interesting, four feet and three inches are ingenious and skillless, but the sword is strong without a blade, I haven't seen such a sword for a long time. ”

Zhuang You looked puzzled, looking at Mo Ba, he was used to the heavy and oppressive aura of this heavy sword that he had been carrying, but he had never heard what the master said, let alone what sword gall was.

The uncle looked at Zhuang You's puzzled expression, and said in surprise: "Didn't your master tell you?" Sword cultivation in the world is a sword cultivation all his life, but there are various ways to practice, and there is a way that the master gives a thing as a sword gall to hone the disciple's body and mind until he finds the sword that belongs to him." At that time, the sword gall will be passed on to the next person. Some people soon don't need the sword gall, and some people spend their whole lives carrying the sword gall. The uncle looked at the black heavy sword and asked, "What's its name?"

"Moba!"

"Oh, it's already had seven masters, that's interesting. ”

Zhuang You stretched out his hand and rubbed the ink eight, the tentacles were cold and smooth, there were no lines, it was simple and bladeless, it had been carried by seven people, how are those people now?

"Practicing this road, the ancestors overcame thorns and thorns, walked out of a mountaineering road, there are ten realms on the road, the first three realms are through the veins, from the outside to the inside, the clear veins are connected, the last three realms are all over, the body feels the heaven and the earth, and it is a universe by itself, and the tenth realm is nirvana, some people sink, and some people turn into butterflies. After walking these paths and seeing these ten realms, you are considered to have entered the Dao. ”

Zhuang You listened carefully, the master was a hands-off shopkeeper, and he didn't want to say a few more words, let alone be so detailed. After pondering for a while, he asked, "What about after the Ten Realms?"

"After the Ten Realms, it's mountaineering, this depends on the individual, no one can teach it, it's all on your own. Some people climb the mountain hard, one step at a time, some climb high and look far, leisurely and contented, and some people can't hold on and live in a house. Few people climb to the top and see the small. ”

Zhuang You's thoughts couldn't help drifting away, thinking of the road and the mountain, but the increasingly chilling wind made him have to withdraw his imagination and focus on what was in front of him.

The more fierce the wind, the louder the wind is, it just blows through the human body, not over the epidermis, but to penetrate the past, and the whole person's flesh and even soul are crumbling and carried away by the wind. Zhuang You gritted his teeth and persevered.

At the beginning, he relied on Tuna, hugged Yuan Shoudan, and could barely hold on to shrinking his bones, but it was like a fire in the wind, and it was difficult to continue without firewood. Just when Zhuang You was about to hold on, the uncle's voice came into his ears: "You can't just meditate like this, what are you best at, what do you do the most?"

Even in Gangfeng, the uncle's words were still very clear. Zhuang You couldn't help but think of what he was best at, remembering that Aunt Zheng praised herself as a top pig killer, well, indeed, when the townspeople talked about Zhuang You killing pigs, there was nothing to talk about.

Of course, the most I have done over the years, and the most serious, are the two punches in the morning sunset. Boxing twice a day, no matter the wind, rain or thunder, even if Zhuang You is rarely exhausted and injured, he will try to punch slowly and leisurely. The master said that Zhuang You's qualifications are average, and he can only boxing after taking a medicinal bath, and he has been boxing for a long time, but he has calmness, so he insisted, and he didn't do it thousands of times. The boxing method passed on by the master later he knew the name, a fist, a total of five styles - opening the mountain, dividing the sea, soaring clouds, controlling the wind, and breaking. Zhuang You has always felt that this name is crazy, and it is not until he has seen that the master has played a set before he feels that he is worthy of the name. The master suddenly said a word one day, even he didn't get started with this punch. Zhuang You thought that it was rare for the master to be modest for a while, but the old man's solemn expression made him remember it vividly.

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, Zhuang You had already stood up, first stood on the pile, the pile was unstable, and his fist was three points weak. The master once asked Zhuang You to hang heavy objects in the scorching sun waterfall, standing on the pile for a long time, and the only requirement was not to move like a mountain. The master has been teaching Zhuang You, but he just talks less and does more.

The standing pile has been completed, the day of the week, Zhuang You punches, the mountain is fierce and strong, the sea is indomitable, the clouds are like a frightening Hong, the wind is easy to control, and all things are silent. The fist is a little jerky at the beginning, the rules are clear, the clouds control the wind when the wind is violent, and the mountains and seas are opened when they are weak, and there is no chapter like a rule. Zhuang You felt that he was not a bonfire that was struggling in the wind, but a majestic reef in the big river, he was strong by him, the breeze was blowing on the hills, he was horizontal by him, and the bright moon shone on the river!

Immersed in the road, I don't feel the hour, the wind gradually subsides, and the sky is faint. Zhuang Youchang exhaled turbidity, opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he was not tired. The whole person is self-contained, like a sword in its sheath.

The uncle looked at Zhuang You and said with relief: "You have achieved a great situation, very good." ”