"Hunyang True Power Formula"

This is the accumulation method that Yang Jing received from the Shinto Temple, which is roughly divided into eight layers, and refines the skin, flesh and bones, muscles, veins, bone marrow, five internal organs, and acupuncture points in turn.

After leaving from Baihuazhu, Yang Jing cleaned up the room on the right, and after receiving the corresponding bedding utensils from the Flame Palace, he calmed down and figured out the "Hunyang True Power Formula".

According to this method, at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, a unique energy was born. After absorbing this special energy, the ancient human race mastered the power of the gods. This special energy is called Qi.

The Qi existed between heaven and earth, almost endlessly, but with a disaster, Qi gradually disappeared from the earth, and the cultivation fell silent. Fourteen years ago, a scroll of the Divine List fell from the sky, Qi reappeared, and ancient practices were revived, and Shinto was one of them.

Accumulating power, that is, inducing Qi to quench the body, and cultivating true power.

Yang Jing pondered the "Hunyang True Power Formula", obeyed Lu Lin's instructions, and did not rush to cultivate.

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August 16, fine.

In a moment, Yang Jing was already up. He folded the bedding and tidied it up, and after washing, he walked out of his residence, stepped into the flower mound, and followed Lu Lin to learn the way of tuning.

Lu Lin walked in front, and Yang Jing followed behind.

"At sunrise, breathe and breathe!"

"One breath and one inhale, the breath is long, supplemented by heart determination, and the qi enters the body. ”

Lu Lin explained and demonstrated at the same time, and the flowers swayed between his breaths, and the fragrance was fragrant.

Yang Jing listened carefully, and then tried it on his own.

"Exhale to the end, suck to round!"

Between one breath and one inhale, it seems to merge into the heaven and earth. Of course, this is an illusion.

Yang Jing silently recited his heart and felt the Qi between heaven and earth through his breathing. Qi is formless and colorless, and cannot be seen with the naked eye, but can only be perceived through the mind, soul eye, divine soul, demon sense, etc.

In the silence, Yang Jing smelled the fragrance of flowers, the coolness of the breeze and the various pictures that flashed quickly in his mind.

The heart is hard to calm down.

Lu Lin shook his head, playing with his flowers and plants, and comprehending the Tao contained in them. At the beginning of the integration of the Tao, enter the Tao first.

Lu Lin is not in a hurry, patiently loosening the soil, weeding, stopping to admire each flower, petals, stamens, leaves, textures, and colors are all unique.

Every flower in this world is unique.

Each path is also unique.

Lu Lin has Lu Lin's way, and Yang Jing has Yang Jing's way. Now, the two are together because of the fate of master and apprentice.

Failed.

The introduction of Qi into the body failed.

Yang Jing stopped practicing and followed Lu Lin, learning to play with flowers and plants.

"Dongyun Palace, where is there a tool for refining skin, you go and take a look!"

Lu Lin said to Yang Jing.

Yang Jing was ordered to go.

In the middle of the wide sandy field, a large crimson hall stood, and many young men and women moved outside, using tools to temper skin, flesh, and bones.

As far as the eye can see, there are stone piers of various sizes, a one-man tall stone tablet covered with stone thorns, two iron pipes, a turntable that resembles a waterwheel, weapon racks, wooden piers, and all kinds of indescribable utensils.

After registering in the hall, Uncle Lei, who was in charge of the Dongyun Palace, recommended the corresponding utensils to Yang Jing. He was beside him, watching the waterwheel-like turntable continue to rotate, and the senior brothers on it were tumbling, and their bodies hit the turntable everywhere.

"The impact is refined, the pain is the same, the heart is decisive, and the qi is drawn into the body!"

A childish boy next to him said quietly, the childish child is about three feet tall, black-red clothes, a gold belt around his waist, and a purple-black sachet hanging on the left side, embroidered with an unknown ancient beast, with three eyes and six legs, looking at a bronze mirror.

"This junior brother, I..."

"Call me Senior Brother!"

"Division... Brother, can I ask you a question?"

"Can't!"

“···”

When the man on the turntable stumbled down, Yang Jing walked up and lay down.

Directionless rolling gives any part of the body a chance to be impacted, and intact skin is difficult to absorb the free Qi between heaven and earth, and if the skin is damaged, it can mobilize Qi to repair, so as to achieve the effect of quenching.

The meaning of quenching is taken from the red fire burning exercise after entering the water.

painful, and breathing must be consistent.

Yang Jing didn't last long.

Newcomer!

No doubt.

Next to the turntable, Yang Jing held on to the pillar and adjusted his breathing.

This time, he felt the difference.

Ever since the clan decided that he was unable to cultivate, he tried various ways to finally bloom his own light in the Wuxiang Divine Court, even if this light was only visible to himself.

Back in Baihuazhu, Shizun had finished tending to his flowers and plants, and was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. Seeing Yang Jing, he beckoned him over, pointed to the porcelain bottle on the table and said, "Three drops each time, blend into boiling water and soak." ”

"Thank you, Master!"

Yang Jing grabbed the porcelain bottle in his hand and didn't dare to push too hard. After confessing to his master, Yang Jing returned to his room and prepared a medicinal bath. Chop wood, but not boil water, because the master said that boiling water in Baihuazhu would hurt his flowers and plants.

The chopped firewood is sent to the Yixiang Palace, and Uncle Yan, who is in charge of this hall, will exchange it for hot water. In the Divine Court, the general food and clothing can be obtained in the Yixiang Hall and exchanged for it. It is the most fair thing to exchange one's own labor for food and clothing, and no one refutes it.

In this way, Yang Jing left the Yixiang Hall with hot water, returned to the room of Baihuazhu, filled most of the wooden barrels with the medicinal liquid with water, and the whole person sank, silently deciding.

The tiny parts of the skin are damaged and broken, and the damage is gradually repaired as the tiny components of the liquid penetrate into it. In this process, a trace amount of Qi also enters the skin with the tiny composition of the liquid medicine to complete the skin quenching.

By the time the medicated bath was finished, it was already twenty-five o'clock, and it was time to eat. After informing the master, Yang Jing came to the Yixiang Palace, and when he entered the door, he saw a three-foot boy standing at the dining table, surrounded by a circle of people: "At most five, in the divine court, only me and my father can use the Fallen Flower, and my father can no longer use it, and I am the only one who can use it." ”

"I could have bid two, but my dad said that you have to be kind, but you can only have five. No more, I won't buy it. ”

"Xiaozhuang, this is a bit unkind. The use of the Shadow Falling Flower is small, but the Shadow Falling Flower is not easy to obtain, especially the Shadow Falling Bird, which is difficult to match by ordinary cultivators. ”

"That's right, Senior Brother Hai was pecked by the Falling Bird on his left leg, and he can't walk normally yet. ”

"Uncle Zhuang is the first in the realm of unity, there will be no shortage of gods, Xiaozhuang, you can add one more!"

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Yang Jing stood by and listened, gradually understanding the whole story.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Divine Court, the ancestor of the gods on the top of the sacred mountain moved to a spatial secret realm with great divine powers, which is called the Wuxiang Secret Realm. The territory of Wuxiang is a world of its own, with mountains, rivers, lakes, plateaus and valleys, and many birds and animals, among which there are all kinds of treasures and treasures suitable for cultivation.

The Falling Flower is a kind of treasure born in the secret territory of Wuxiang, which is especially suitable for cultivators who practice the "Secret of the True Power of the Underworld". In the entire Divine Court, only Xiao Zhuang and his father practiced the "Secret of Profound Strength".

With the help of the Falling Flowers, Master Zhuang cultivated to the One Realm early, and he was the first among the disciples of the same generation, and he no longer needed the Fallen Flowers. Now there is only one person who still needs to cultivate the Falling Flower, Xiao Zhuang alone. And a few days ago, Xiao Zhuang learned that the secret realm was about to open, so he pre-ordered the Falling Flowers from other fellow doors in advance, so there was this scene in the Yixiang Palace.

After knowing the whole story, Yang Jing also recalled the news he had heard. There are many treasures in the secret realm, but there are also many dangers, if you encounter powerful birds and beasts, you will lose your life in an instant. In order to prevent the disciples in the sect from not knowing the depths, the ancestor of the gods strictly forbade the disciples who had not completed the easy tendon marrow washing to enter the secret realm.

Although he couldn't participate in this secret realm trial, Yang Jing didn't leave. After exchanging a piece of food from Uncle Yan, Yang Jing sat down on the side, quietly listening to everyone's discussions, and accumulating experience about the secret realm.

This is what Qingshi taught Yang Jing, he once said: "Any person, even a slave wanderer, has his own opinion, even if thousands of people are wrong, but as long as one person is right, it is worth listening." ”

Thinking of Qingshi, Yang Jing thought of Yang Wuxian, who was destined for heaven.

God's destiny is truly amazing.