In an agarwood pavilion on Penglai Island, Sang Wenjing sat upright on a chair and listened to the teaching.

Penglai is best known for being good at cultivating and protecting talents, and in a very popular phrase in the cultivation world, geniuses who have not grown up are useless, and they are not even as good as ordinary people who work hard.

Sang Wenjing is very interested in what the teacher said.

Although there are all kinds of Taoist classics in Langhuan Pavilion, they are only written in books after all, and when you encounter some doubts, books cannot solve your doubts.

"Senior Sister Sang, there is something I don't understand about Mingxin. ”

A boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old with a wooden sword on his back ran over and asked with a book in his hand.

"Show it to me. ”

Sang Wenjing took the book and looked at it carefully.

The child with the wooden sword on his back was Li Mutong, who followed Li Taibai to Penglai not long ago, and the two of them walked all the way for about a year.

The injuries left after the last battle with Chen Yu are gradually getting worse.

Even Li Mutong could see that his master's situation was not very good.

Sang Wenjing carefully looked at some of the notes made by Li Mutong, and then tried to operate the aura according to the above records and details.

But when the aura arrived at the Taiyuan acupoint, it froze.

After trying several methods, there was still no effective way to make this aura pass through the Taiyuan Acupoint, and Sang Wenjing carefully looked at the collection in his hand.

The freest place in Penglai is here, because there are many collections of spells, so the exercises practiced by each disciple are almost different.

Even the books borrowed from Lang Huan Pavilion, as long as you have the ability, you can try to modify the cultivation methods in them.

In the end, when everyone returns the books to Langhuan Pavilion, these books will be turned back into their original quaint and old collections, and the traces left by the rest of the disciples will be completely erased.

After trying six methods, Sang Wenjing accidentally saw the description in the previous paragraph of the book and pondered quietly for a moment.

Li Mutong looked at the pensive Sang Wenjing and didn't dare to make any disturbances, so he bent down to watch.

"I see. ”

Sang Wenjing looked at the book in her hand, and then looked at Li Mutong and said to herself.

Then Sang Wenjing used a very strange method to guide that aura to the Taiyuan acupoint, and then slowly introduced it into the Taiyuan acupoint little by little, and used the Taihao heart trick to assist that aura.

After running a lap, Sang Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief, and then she made some changes in the book.

After the revisions were completed, Sang Wenjing handed the book to Li Mutong and said, "I see that the veins in your body are not as good as those of ordinary cultivators, so you need to supplement them with Taihao Heart Technique for cultivation. ”

Li Mutong nodded after hearing this, and moved his shoulders at the same time.

After carefully telling Li Mutong about his experience, Sang Wenjing left the Agarwood Pavilion.

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Listening to the snow building, Shen Du stood on the edge of the railing and shook his head after looking at Li Yuming, who was kneeling below.

At this time, Li Yuming's whole person was completely covered with snow.

"Third master, do you say that this kid is looking for death? He actually said that he wanted to apprentice, didn't anyone tell him that his qualifications were dull before? ”

Shen Du turned his head and said to the third master who was kneeling at the table.

The third master took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The old man has seen it, if he forcibly cultivates, he will only explode and die on the spot." ”

Shen Du also nodded and said, "That's it, what kind of cultivation is cultivation, and you still cultivate when your life is gone." ”

After speaking, he walked to the railing and looked at Li Yuming below.

"Tsk, this kid's perseverance is quite amazing. After kneeling for three days and three nights, he hasn't fallen down, which is much stronger than the monks who were shouting for apprenticeship before. “

Shen Du looked at Li Yuming at the bottom and said.

After Shendu became famous in Zhongzhou, there were many people crying and shouting to apprentice.

As a result, some people couldn't hold on after kneeling for a day, and some even scolded.

It's just that these people were all killed by the third master.

"No, third master, this kid's breath is wrong. ”

Shen Du looked carefully at Li Yuming and said to the third master.

After hearing this, the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Oh no, no, bring this kid up, this kid looks like his life is going to die!"

Shen Du shouted towards the third master.

Before Shen Du could say anything, the third master had already walked downstairs with illusory steps and carried Li Yuming upstairs.

At this time, Li Yuming had already stiffened, exhaled more and inhaled less.

The third master used the aura and slowly entered Li Yuming's body, and in the process, the third master found something else.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and Yu Ming had already fallen asleep on the couch.

The third master looked at Li Yuming who was lying on the couch and said, "Master of the family, this child is a little interesting. ”

Shen Du cast a puzzled look after hearing this.

The third master explained: "This child's vein is indeed not suitable for cultivation, but his physique is very special. ”

After hearing this, Shen Du walked in front of Li Yuming and poured a trace of aura, and immediately looked at the third master in surprise.

"This heart is so ruthless, he actually forcibly punched the spirit bone of the demon beast into this kid's body, tsk. ”

"This kid has a hard time going forward. ”

Shendu sighed.

The third master said: "It's not sure if this is done by Liyoudou. ”

Shen Du retorted: "Then maybe that guy is a madman." ”

After a few days, Li Yuming slowly opened his eyes.

He had a dream in which he was eating roasted whole sheep on the prairie.

"Yo, woke up, perseverance is amazing, you knelt for three days and three nights, do you almost die?"

Turning his head to look, he found that Shen Du was standing not far away with a roast leg of lamb.

After looking around, he said, "I knelt for three days and three nights?"

Shen Du said, "Yes, your perseverance is good, even stronger than some cultivators. ”

Li Yuming didn't speak after hearing this, but looked at Shen Du.

Being a little hairy by Li Yuming, Shen Du took a bite of the roast leg of lamb and said, "Don't look at it, I can't teach you, but the third master is willing to teach you, see if you are willing to learn." ”

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Yuming's eyes, and then a hint of disappointment immediately flashed.

"Third master, look at what I said, this kid doesn't know what to do. ”

Shen Du pointed to Li Yuming and said to the third master sitting on the side.

The third master said softly: "You are indeed not suitable for cultivation, but your body is different from ordinary people. ”

While speaking, the third master walked in front of Li Yuming.

Hearing the words of the third master, Li Yuming was a little puzzled.

However, when he saw Shen Du's gloating expression, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

The third master suddenly took out a wooden stick and hit Li Yuming's body.

When he saw the wooden stick, a sentence flashed in Yuming's mind, a goddamn bastard.

Syllable!

The wooden stick broke in response, and Li Yuming curled up on the couch with his eyes closed and his body trembled.

Pain, pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Don't shake, look at you. ”

Shen Du said to Li Yuming on the side.

Hearing this, Li Yuming opened his eyes and looked at the position where he had just been hit by the wooden stick.

The spot was now bruised.

Li Yuming looked at the third master angrily, and when he was about to speak, the third master pointed to the location where he was injured and said, "If an ordinary cultivator was hit by me with a stick, his bones would have been broken long ago. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died. ”

After listening to the third master, Li Yuming looked at the third master and then at Shendu.

Shen Du nodded not far away.

"But old man, I..."

The third master patted Yu Ming's shoulder and said, "You may not be suitable for cultivation, but if your body is built strong enough, those cultivators will be helpless against you." ”

Li Yuming stood in place and was distracted.

He hadn't slept all night, and his mind kept recalling what had happened during the day.

Then in the second half of the night, he remembered several accidents he had had, and although the impression was already very vague, he could still vaguely recall it.

I remember one time, when my father was building weapons for a caravan, he accidentally got his hand cut by a sword.

My father didn't care much at the time, he just let himself go back to the house and sleep.

It was when I first came to this world, because my hand was cut and I bled a lot, and I was afraid of death.

But what can he do as a seven- or eight-year-old child? So he found some medicine in his own house and put it on the wound, and found some gauze to bandage his hand round and round.

Maybe he will die in his sleep, but a young man is still a young man after all, and he will always think of strange things.

The fear of death was still lost to the god of dreams, and he stayed up until the second half of the night and finally fell asleep from Yuming.

When I woke up the next day, I found that the circle of gauze on my hand had been removed at some point, but the wound on my hand had healed inexplicably.

I can't remember what happened next, but I vaguely remember that day in my sleep, I seemed to see my father come to my bedroom in a daze.

I still remember that there were a few times when I didn't listen to Mr. in the school and was beaten in the palm of my hand, and the ring ruler was specially made by Mr., and it hurt very much in the palm of my hand.

But it only hurt for a while on the palm of his hand, and the other children hurt for a few days.

When I contacted what the third master said during the day, I didn't sleep all night away from Yuming.

At noon the next day, Li Yuming, who had sorted out his thoughts, walked up to Tingxue Tower.

"Sir, could you tell me about my strange constitution?"

Li Yuming asked after giving a big salute to the third master.

The third master didn't say that he was planted with spirit bones, but only that his physique was different from ordinary people.

This child's road ahead is too difficult, and if this cruel truth is told to him again, I am afraid that it will hit him even harder.

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In an inn in Moonlight City, there were constant clapping and cheering from inside.

After listening to the sound of a snap inside, someone said in a deep voice: "I want to know what happened next, and listen to the next decomposition." ”

The audience hadn't listened to it yet, so some people began to heckle.

What to say in two more paragraphs,

I don't talk about it today, I won't come tomorrow or anything like that.

This kind of thing is usually a joke, and no one takes it seriously.

When the crowd dispersed, only an old man dressed in green mountains was left sitting not far away watching the storyteller.

After the storyteller found the old man's gaze, he sighed helplessly, put down the burden in his hand and walked in front of the old man.

"Old island master, you've been watching for an afternoon, what do you want to do?"

This old man is Sang Huaqing, the owner of Penglai Island.

Sang Huaqing smiled and said to the person in front of him: "It's okay, just listen to the book." ”

After the storyteller heard Sang Huaqing's words, he simply sat opposite Sang Huaqing.

"Old Island Master, I really don't know where Lord Xuangui has gone, and it's useless for you to look for me. ”

The storyteller complained to Sang Huaqing.

Sang Huaqing took a sip of wine and hummed to the storyteller.

Bei Zang sat there quietly after hearing this, and after a while he shouted to the shopkeeper, "Da Liu, take another wine glass." ”

When he heard what Bei Zang said, Sang Huaqing looked at Bei Zang with some doubts.

After meeting Sang Huaqing's eyes, Bei Zang said proudly: "Even if I die here today, I will never say a word." ”

Then he took the cup brought by Da Liu on the side and poured it full of wine.

In Da Liu's surprised eyes, he poured it in a slam.

Not long after drinking it, Bei Zang lay directly on the table.

Da Liu couldn't close his mouth in surprise, Bei Zang came to the restaurant for a while, and everyone knew that he didn't drink a drop of wine, and he poured it after taking a sip. Usually no matter who toasts him, he resolutely refuses to drink, and if he still persuades him, then he will turn his face directly.

What kind of evil wind is blowing today?

Sang Huaqing looked at Beizang who was snoring in front of him with a smile, and then he shook his head and stood up and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

"Well, why bother. ”

Listening to this lamentation, Da Liu suddenly came back to his senses and chased after him.

"Sir, you haven't settled the bill yet. ”

Da Liu said to Sang Huaqing.

Sang Huaqing pointed to Bei Zang, who was lying on the table, and said, "When he wakes up, look for him and ask him, I am an old acquaintance with him." ”

Da Liu thought about it carefully, it should be a real acquaintance to let this Bei Zangmeng, who was killed and didn't drink, drink such a big glass.

So Da Liu said to Sang Huaqing: "Then old man, you go well." ”

Da Liu, who turned around and returned to the restaurant, walked to the side of Beizang,

He carried Beizang on his back and walked upstairs to the guest room.

Da Liu's rickety body, coupled with Beizang on his back,

It looked like a turtle in human form with a turtle shell on its back.