Old man Sun's words were like a clear voice in a Buddhist temple, sonorous and powerful, and the words exploded in the ears of the young man, and even more in the heart of the young man.

The ring-headed dragon sparrow suddenly stopped spinning, and its cry came to an abrupt end.

The young man woke up suddenly and said in surprise: "Uncle Sun, I ...... just now"

"Xiao Zhong, it's good to be diligent in martial arts, but you can't rush it, and you can't do it quickly. ”

Old man Sun sighed and shook his head, his fingers gently pressed the young man's knife down, and then said, "Give me the Absolute Sound Knife, and let Uncle Sun practice a move for you." ”

The young man handed the knife to Old Man Sun, and asked curiously, "Uncle Sun, do you know martial arts?"

Old man Sun didn't answer, but just took the Yan Luo Jue Ring Knife and stroked the scabbard lightly, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

After looking at Yan Luo's sword for a long time, Old Man Sun explained: "Twenty years ago, when your father first came to this village, I learned the sword technique from your father for a while. It's a pity, I'm stupid, and I've only been able to make one move for more than 20 years. ”

It turned out that Old Man Sun and Xu Qiandao still had such a past, no wonder Old Man Sun took good care of the Zhong family's mother and son.

Twenty years ago, in the muddy village, a down-and-out knight who retired to the rivers and lakes, and a village man who longed for the rivers and lakes, the two became confidants by chance.

Recalling the past, Old Man Sun inevitably sighed with emotion and sighed again and again.

"Don't mention those, Xiao Zhong, your father once taught me three gusts of wind, but I only learned one trick to roll the wild sand, and I will show you today's drill. ”

Old man Sun raised the sword and waved his hand to signal the young man to stand back.

He casually put the hoe on the ground, and the handle of the hoe was five inches into the ground, standing firmly behind Old Man Sun.

Old man Sun held the knife in his right hand, the scabbard dragged to the ground, only to see his eyes suddenly sharp, the dragon bird ring roared, and the Yama sword dragged up the ground, rolling up a little dust.

A reddish flash of light flashed from its scabbard and stabbed beneath the surface.

A slender knife seemed to swim towards the boulder in front of the young man like a snake, and with a loud bang, the knife swam into the bottom of the boulder and disappeared.

The boulder kept shaking, stirring up the sand and dust.

The young man was stunned, although Old Man Sun's knife strength was slender, it should be a lack of strength, but the momentum came out.

The old man's torn linen clothes swelled with the strength of the knife, and when the yellow sand disappeared, the big stone collapsed with a bang, breaking into several pieces and rolling to the ground.

For a rural villager, it is already remarkable to have such a mastery, but after the old man Sun did it, he only sighed and said: "I am like a snake with the dragon sword, and I am really worthy of Brother Zhong's teaching." ”

The young man hadn't seen much real martial arts, and he was already stunned at such a scene: "Uncle Sun, you are really powerful, so it seems that you still have true qi?"

Old man Sun still shook his head and said: "The rolling sand is made by your father, that is called the sword politeness, I remember when your father taught me, he described the peak realm of the rolling sand, the wind swept the wild sand, and the knife was strong and the earth dragon." ”

"The wind is rolling up in the sand, and the knife is strong and the earth dragon?"

The young man was still muttering this sentence, and the scene of the peak of the wild sand came to his mind: the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, like a sword like an earth dragon, breaking the ground with a knife, one person and one knife broke a thousand horses, people turned over on their backs, and blood flowed like a river.

Seeing that the young man was crazy again, Old Man Sun hurriedly said, "Xiao Zhong, don't be in a daze first, come with me." ”

Old man Sun took the young man to the shade of the tree, let the young man sit against the tree, he put his three fingers on Zhong Ming's lower abdomen, and said in a low voice: "Hold your breath and concentrate, your father also helped me like this back then." ”

Martial arts pay attention to the external training of muscles and bones, and the internal training of a breath.

In the past few days, the young people have focused on practicing moves, but they have no clue about practicing qi.

Old man Sun watched the young man practice martial arts and became obsessed, for fear that he would drill some more horns, so he simply fought hard, wanting to help the young man, just like when Xu Qiandao helped him find his qi, and used his true qi to help the young man lay the foundation.

Zhong Ming only felt a slight chill in his lower abdomen, and then a snake-like thing ran down Old Man Sun's fingers and into his body.

This is Old Man Sun's true qi, the slender true qi travels in the young man's body for a week, and finally stores in the dantian three inches below the abdomen.

This feeling is really magical, and the young man is intoxicated with the true qi that does not swim in the dantian.

If you really want to say that it feels, he feels like he has eaten a bad stomach, and he feels that there is something in the dantian that is constantly agitating, but there is no stinging sensation, but it is somewhat comfortable.

Old man Sun withdrew his fingers, his face was very bad, and his already withered face instantly turned sallow.

The young man opened his eyes and was startled when he saw Old Man Sun's face, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Sun, are you okay?"

Old man Sun forced a smile and said, "It's okay, this qi is very draining, and it's okay slowly." ”

In fact, here Old Man Sun lied, helping qi is to transfer his true qi into other people's bodies, which is a permanent damage to himself, once the true qi is sent out, his own body will no longer exist.

Those who cultivate qi, nourish qi, and practice internal strength have been cultivating the energy in their bodies all their lives.

Old Man Sun's talent is very poor, and for more than 20 years, he has only raised the aura that Xu Qiandao gave him back then to thrive, and has not regenerated new true qi.

The inner strength of the mind also pays attention to the realm, the beginners are all in the realm of seeking qi, and the realm of seeking qi means that there is already true qi in the body, from two to three in one life, and finally to nine is considered to be the great achievement of seeking qi.

There are nine qi seeking, one entry, and nine perfections.

Today, Old Man Sun gave this true qi to Zhong Ming, and his own body was completely empty, and according to his qualifications, it would be difficult to enter the qi search in his lifetime.

It is also fate, Xu Qiandao's true qi twenty years ago, after more than ten years, finally returned to Zhong Ming's body, which is the strength of the son inheriting his father's business and inheriting the same line.

For Zhong Ming, helping him at will was originally an act of pulling out seedlings, but this true qi from his father was the best inspiration and help for him.

Everything is never absolute, it has two sides.

After waiting for a while, Old Man Sun's face improved, and the young man picked him up and said, "Uncle Sun, I'll send you home." ”

Waving his hand, Old Man Sun broke free from the young man's support and said, "I'm fine, just go home by myself, it's not a big deal." ”

In just one sentence, Old Man Sun breathed two sighs of relief, and he said again: "It's Xiao Zhong, you, these days are obsessed with knives, and it's not a good thing to be too obsessed with everything, now I help you enter the realm of Qi Seeking, you must not be in a hurry anymore, don't practice knives today, go out for a walk, and go to the city with Liang Yu and the big idiot to play and scatter." ”

Zhong Ming understood, what Uncle Sun taught was. ”

Only then did the young man understand the old man's good intentions.

Zhong Ming thought about it carefully, and he was also a little obsessed with it in the past few days, and he couldn't stop practicing knives when he encountered it, and it really couldn't be like this.

After the young man agreed, Old Man Sun nodded with satisfaction: "Then Uncle Sun will go home and rest first, and you will also take advantage of the sun to go out for a walk." ”

After speaking, Old Man Sun turned around and pulled out the hoe, and pulled it out of the soil three times in a row, and then he walked slowly towards home with the hoe, and his already rickety back seemed to bend down a lot.

Seeing the old man go away, the young man's heart was full of passion.

In the Qi Seeking Realm in the book, I thought that it would take a year and a half to enter, but I didn't think that with Uncle Sun's help, I would be able to step into this magical realm in just a few days.

The young man didn't have the heart to continue practicing the knife, not to mention that he had promised Uncle Sun just now that he would take it step by step in the future.

Studying the wisp of red true qi in his body, the young man walked back with the Absolute Sound Knife.

It was only a long time of study, and the young man didn't understand how to mobilize this wisp of true qi, and when he looked up again, he had already arrived at his own fence courtyard.

Huoyun stood in the courtyard and snorted, and when he saw his master returning, he happily shook his hooves.

Since a few days before the fight, Sun Longhu didn't know what to say to Liang Heizi, this Liang Heizi didn't see anyone for several days, and ran to the city every day.

No one slipped away from the burning clouds, and the young man who was drunk with sword practice didn't have time to care about it, and he had already been impatient in the courtyard.

Today is finally free, the young man is no longer obsessed with practicing swords, he finally remembered that it feels good to ride a horse, it is better to ride the fire and burn the clouds today.

At this time, when the sunset is about to set, Zhong Ming suddenly remembered that the willow branches of the previous days were still in the house, so it was better to take the willow branches today, and then go back to the temple in the west of the city to find out.

So the young man hurried into the house, took the willow branch, kicked some money, and put on his back the sword of Yama and prepared to go out.

The reason for carrying the knife is that he is afraid of encountering spirits, so as not to be powerless to fight back.

The young man still remembers that this willow branch is very weird, at first it helped him block the horizontal knife of the dead ghost Wu Kuai, and then helped him suck away the old mountain kui in the barren mountain gang.

Maybe there are any spirits in that temple, but if you don't know why, you still have to take precautions.

After preparing everything, Zhong Ming led the horse, turned over the horse, and rode away in the city.

After coming to the city, the young man first bought some cooked food, and then bought an altar of green bamboo brew, as well as incense, candles, and burned paper before heading towards the broken temple in the west of the city.

After all, he saved the young man's life twice, and the worship must be necessary.

Whether it is to worship the old willow or the broken statue in the temple, you always have to express your respect.

Finally, after the incense and candle shop came out, the young man stepped on his horse and headed for the broken temple in the west of the city.

But the young man did not notice that after he entered the city, someone sneakily followed him until the broken temple in the west of the city, and when the young man dismounted and entered the temple, the sneaky man turned and ran back.

......

Upper Wu family main hall.

Steward Wu hurriedly walked into the hall, and said to Wu Li, who was frowning at the upper seat and still wearing white silk: "Madam, I just sent someone to report, the kid surnamed Zhong has already left the village, and now the temple is broken in the west of the city, and the time has come." ”

Wu Li was overjoyed, and said with a grim face: "This is very good, Chen Nursing Yuan, you immediately take the Fuzhong Nursing Courtyard and go to the temple to pick up that kid's head back for me!"

Chen Huyuan, who was standing next to Wu Li's family, said with a hesitant face: "Madam, I heard that the kid surnamed Zhong has a close relationship with Yang Yanlang, do you want to wait any longer, at this time, the limelight is in full swing, I am afraid that we will be implicated in the Wu family." ”

"Implicated?"

Wu Li's voice suddenly increased, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My lord and my son both died in their hands, and the Wu family is up and down, what else is there to be afraid of implicating? Are you afraid that you will lose this dog's life?"

"The villain doesn't dare, the villain will go and get the thief's head back!"

Chen Huyuan gave up his hands in panic and left quickly.

A moment later, a group of people dressed in black poured out from the back door of the courtyard of Shangwu's house, all holding horizontal knives, and rushed to the west of the city through the night.

......

The Tian family mansion, in the central pavilion of the pond in the back garden.

Tian Xingjian held the bait in his hand and gently sprinkled it into the pond, and some koi fish scrambled to jump out of the water and compete for bait.

Suddenly, there was a fresh breeze behind him, and there was a boy in a blue robe, as tall as a child of seven or eight years old.

The blue-clothed boy said indifferently: "The Wu family has made a move, and it seems that they are going to intercept and kill Yang Yanlang's nephew." ”

"Where are they going to kill Zhong Ming?"

The action of throwing the bait in his hand stopped, and Tian Gongzi asked with a little doubt.

The blue-clothed boy replied indifferently: "Chengxi Taoist Temple." ”

Tian Gongzi said with a smile: "It's not easy to kill, there is an old willow tree with a bodhisattva's heart there, Zhong Ming and his mother didn't give incense to that old willow." ”

I saw Tian Gongzi scattering all the bait in his hand into the pond, and the koi fish were even more gathered, and the whole pond was active.

The boy in blue frowned and said, "Do you want to help the Wu family?"

"What good will you do to the dying man, why don't you fight with me in this pavilion to watch the fish in the pond bait?"

Tian Gongzi, who was smiling and groaning, sat in the gazebo, with a peach blossom fan in his hand, smiling mysteriously.