After apprenticing, Qin Xiuzi was a little excited.

But when Mu Chen wanted to ask where his father was, the old Taoist priest immediately asked Zhang Weimin to take Mu Chen to the back mountain to choose a secluded place for him to cultivate, and then left in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

Mu Chen and the others flew straight to the back mountain after leaving the hall, this was the second time Mu Chen was awake to fly in the sky, the green bamboos on both sides flew back quickly, whirring by, Mu Chen also felt that he was getting more and more excited.

After flying like this for a while, the three of them finally found a secluded bamboo forest, and there was a small stream next to it, the stream was gurgling, secluded but not shady.

Zhang Weimin controlled the fairy sword to land slowly, and Mu Chen jumped down, no longer as clumsy as the first sword flight.

"Little junior brother, the soil here is gentle, there are mountains and rivers, why don't you choose here?"

Mu Chen naturally agreed, Zhang Weimin also nodded with a smile, his left hand was a trick, and his right hand was in the air, and the emerald green fairy sword drew a circle in mid-air, releasing a wave of sword qi that shook the bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves flew, the bamboo fell to the ground, and soon an open space appeared.

Seeing this, Fu Yi sighed on the side, as if he had encountered some great injustice.

"Senior Brother Wei Min, why, why are you so eccentric!"

"When I came to Zhujian Hall, you also brought me to the back mountain, why didn't you find me a place with water, and the bamboo didn't help me cut it. ”

"My open space has been cut down for two years to have bamboo here!"

Zhang Weimin smiled awkwardly.

At the beginning, it was because the master saw that Fu Yi's temperament was too stubborn, so he deliberately ordered him not to help with anything, and he had to sharpen his temperament well, otherwise it would be difficult to become a big weapon in the future.

He didn't answer Fu Yi's words, turned his head and continued to instruct Mu Chen.

"Little junior brother, you will be here to enlighten and practice in the future, and when you are free, you can also use these bamboos to build a bamboo pavilion to shelter from the rain. ”

"In the future, you have to solve the problem of eating by yourself, little junior brother, you have to get used to it as soon as possible. ”

Mu Chen hurriedly said yes, with a gentle attitude.

Zhang Weimin told him the six rules of the Bamboo Sword Gate, and what he said was all things that Mu Chen had long remembered, and he didn't need to deliberately copy them.

The rules and regulations of the Bamboo Sword Hall are crepe, and he strictly abides by the way of self-denial, which is not the same as the immortal cultivators he saw on the mountain that day, and he consciously classifies himself with the Bamboo Sword Hall in his heart, and draws a line with those who are obsessed.

Zhang Weimin saw that Mu Chen remembered quickly, and he couldn't help but be happy, so he took out the bamboo slip from the Qiankun bag on his waist and handed it to Mu Chen.

"Little junior brother, since you have written down the door rules, I will hand over the Taoism of the Bamboo Sword Hall to you, as for the sword technique, when you want to learn it, go to the library to find it. ”

"I heard from the master that you are gifted and intelligent, and you have been taught by the master before you go up the mountain, and you are familiar with the study of the Tao. ”

Mu Chen thanked Zhang Weimin again, took the bamboo slip with both hands, Zhang Weimin laughed, and left with the fairy sword.

The stream flowed in a hurry, leaving only Mu Chen and Fu Yi in the forest, but Mu Chen was more interested in Taoism, so he found a stone and sat down, and began to look through the bamboo slips.

Fu Yi originally wanted to say something, but seeing that Mu Chen was fascinated by reading, he was bored with himself, so he took those few bamboos and fiddled with them.

Close your eyes and sit in meditation, hold and meditate on God, kowtow thirty-six, and hold Kunlun with both hands.

The left and right drums are sounded, the twenty-four degrees are heard, the heavenly pillar is slightly swayed, and the red dragon stirs the water......

With his eyes and true qi running, Mu Chen sat cross-legged in the messy broken bamboo, closed his eyes lightly, put his tongue on the top of his mouth, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and meditated in pranayama.

Bend your thumb under the four fingers, meditate and rest, the mind does not gallop, and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth in the dantian without leaking out......

The daylight was getting thin, but Mu Chen felt that there seemed to be a heat in the dantian under the umbilicus.

Although it was not obvious, he still grasped the sensation and guided the heat downward, rushing through the perineum in turn, gradually passing the tail, rising along the back to the waist life, and then to the back and back of the head, and then to Parkway.

Then follow the two temples through the root of the ears and cheeks, descend to the throat and the middle of the body, and then descend to the Shenque and return to the dantian.

At the end of a small week, Mu Chen vomited again, and found that the Dao of the Bamboo Sword Sect was different from what Mu Mao taught him.

"The Taoist method of the Bamboo Sword Sect is to gather the aura of heaven and earth in the dantian, which is to hide it internally, strengthen the spiritual consciousness and then strengthen the body, but the mental method that my father taught me is to first let the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fill the body and limbs. ”

"I didn't expect that the two would not only not conflict, but also complement each other......"

Mu Chen had already built a foundation for three years, and he was only one step away from entering the realm of refining and refining qi, and at this moment, he actually felt that the boundary was loosening!

He continued to settle down, and the fight with the demon lynx and the changes in his mood in recent days also became good medicine at this moment, and he was really angry that Xiao Zhou Tian was running step by step, and the external aura was once again introduced into his body, gathering the meridians, and the closed door suddenly opened a gap!

Mu Chen didn't expect that the perception of the past few days would be integrated at this moment, and he finally succeeded in stepping through the foundation building and easily entered the realm of refining and refining qi!

A faint light attached to Mu Chen's body, and quickly penetrated into his body.

"These are my spiritual powers?"

Mu Chen watched the light on his body slowly disappear, but his body felt like it was filled with something, and he was ecstatic.

But he didn't shout happily, Fu Yi was still fiddling with the bamboo, he didn't plan to tell others about it so soon.

He just clenched the black cloth bag around his neck and tightened his palms.

In the past few days, Mu Chen has been practicing in this bamboo forest, his mind seems to be very peaceful, and he has borrowed many books from the library to read.

Fu Yi will also come over from time to time, and also pull him to build a bamboo pavilion together and contact swordsmanship.

The mountains are so quiet that they don't distinguish between the sun and the moon, as if they can smooth out all the old things, but Mu Chen can't forget everything.

The memory of the past is the black cloth bag left to him by his mother.

But he carefully checked it many times, and also entered the aura into it according to the use method of ordinary Qiankun bag, but the cloth bag did not react, and he didn't know what was hidden in this cloth bag.

He could only guess that perhaps only by stepping into a higher realm could he open the relics left by his mother.

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In the middle of the night, Mu Chen practiced too late and lived directly in this half-built bamboo pavilion.

The quiet life of these few days also made Mu Chen calm down and seriously recalled what happened in Wuyu Village that day.

He knew that it was definitely not an ordinary person who came to search for his mother and himself, and he also drove spirit beasts, I am afraid that it was still a big organization, and its strength was even feared by the Bamboo Sword Hall, probably because of this, the master had been hiding from him, unwilling to tell the truth.

In the dark, Mu Chen was lying on the bed in the open air, holding a cloth bag in his hand, and the faint moonlight fell, sprinkled in this forest full of mountain bamboos, like frost and snow.

There was silence all around, and there was a faint chirping of insects in an unknown place, and he looked up at the sky, and his sorrow grew.

Tonight is full of stars, bright and bright, Mu Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if there was a gaze.

He immediately let go of the cloth bag and raised his hand to grip the bamboo sword.

In the past few days, he has been practicing the two Dao methods at the same time, and his progress has been very fast, and after entering the realm of refining and refining qi, he has become more sensitive to the eyes of the outside world.

'Are those people coming up?'

'Their purpose is this black cloth bag that my mother left me?'