Winter goes to spring, everything recovers, trees lose their old leaves, and new shoots sprout. The grass seeds that came with the wind last year in the soil and in the crevices of the rocks have started a new life under the blowing of the spring breeze. All in all, everything is thriving.

Zhao Ziming pushed open the window and stretched, the oncoming cool breeze did not make him shiver, but swept away his residual sleepiness.

Another month has passed since he got the cultivation exercises, and this month, he is still like a hibernating groundhog, rarely going out, staying in the room all day, but his mood is much brighter.

He has not completely opened up the meridians of the first layer of the Nameless Exercises, and the internal force cannot operate Zhou Tian, there is still only a pitiful wisp, and he spends a quarter of an hour every day to open up the meridians, and the rest of the time is spent reading.

Half a month ago was the start of school, but the contract between Mr. Xu and the village expired, and the school career of more than 20 children in Sansheng Village came to an end.

Although most of the children are a little reluctant, they also understand that this is a helpless thing, Sansheng Village is so big, they have reached the age where they should learn hunting skills, they can no longer stay in the school, and there are no school-age children in the village who need to go to school, and the price of hiring Mr. Xu is not low, many factors add up, the school can only be closed.

Before leaving, Mr. Xu deliberately went to Zhao Ziming and gave him dozens of treasured classics, encouraging him not to give up studying, maybe there will be a time to see you again in the future.

After a few years of getting along day and night, not to mention the grace of teaching, Mr. Xu also took a lot of care of himself, Zhao Ziming was grateful, walked thirty miles, and sent Mr. Xu to the official road, and the two waved their hands separately.

As soon as the school closed, all the boys over the age of eleven were gathered together and taught the best hunters in the village various hunting techniques, including archery.

So this month, Er Fat didn't come to Zhao Ziming once, but Zhao Ziming, who went to the forest with Er Fat to catch game and sacrifice his teeth in half a month, was very unaccustomed.

As for the hunters who disappeared inexplicably in the village a few days ago, although the village chief sent out all the people he could send, there was still no news, and I am afraid that it has been more than lucky.

And the disappearance of people did not only happen in Sansheng Village, but also disappeared from several villages in the mountains, and even more people, and an uneasy atmosphere enveloped the entire mountain forest.

It was the first time such a strange thing had happened, so several village chiefs decided to jointly form a patrol team of more than 60 people to further expand the search area, hoping to find some clues of missing people.

At the same time, they are also responsible for guarding, and if there is any situation in the mountains, it is also good to inform the villagers in time to be prepared.

However, all this has nothing to do with Zhao Ziming, although he is somewhat interested in participating in the hunter training, but his physical fitness does not support him to do so, although the nameless exercises are improving his physique all the time, but the speed is not fast, now he is just not so weak and can't help the wind, there is still a long way to go from being strong and strong.

In the same way, the village chief could not let him join the mountain patrol team, so he just prayed in his heart for the missing villagers, and then concentrated on living his life.

The most important thing for him at the moment is to open up the meridians and successfully cultivate the first layer of the Nameless Exercises. He was so impressed by the pain of the passage a month ago that he cultivated for several days before he mustered up the courage to try it a second time.

The process is still painful, no different from the first time, there is no need to repeat, the only change is that Zhao Ziming insisted on taking one more breath, and the distance between the meridians was a little longer.

In the next 20 days, Zhao Ziming would pass the pulse every day, and gradually got used to the sharp pain, and the time he insisted on it became longer and longer, and the day before yesterday, he even began to try to pass the pulse twice a day.

However, this move also proves how wise his previous caution was.

He still remembers the scene vividly, it was in the afternoon, and Old Man Sun had not woken up from his nap.

Zhao Ziming sat on the bed and controlled the wisp of internal force in the dantian to drill into the meridians. When the internal force passed through those opened meridians, there was no other discomfort except for a slight tingling, but as soon as the impact blocked the meridians, he immediately regretted it.

The pain, which was stronger than the one in the morning, was like a huge wave falling head-on, surging all over the world, first at one point, and then spreading all over the body.

Zhao Ziming closed his eyes and fainted directly, it was already an hour later when he woke up, fortunately, during this time, Sun Laohan did not go upstairs, otherwise I don't know what kind of twists and turns would have happened.

Zhao Ziming checked his body and found that he just didn't open up the meridians, and his muscles were a little sore, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Two hours later, he knew he was wrong, and the pain had just begun.

Just as he was eating, the pain that was like a huge wave hit him again without warning, and his pupils shrank to the size of soybeans.

Perhaps because he was too jealous of his second aunt, he put his head in the bowl for the first time, although his body trembled violently, he closed his mouth tightly and did not make a sound, so Sun Laohan didn't notice his abnormality.

But his situation at the moment was undoubtedly extremely dangerous, in the afternoon in the face of that pain, he fainted directly and silently, but now he can't, he has to clench his teeth, blink his eyes desperately, and not let himself fall into a coma.

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, and the sweat of the bean was flowing down the corners of his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it at all, as soon as he slackened, he might faint, once the horse's feet were exposed, Sun Laohan became suspicious, and reported to the second aunt, his end was really coming.

Although he and Sun Laohan have been dependent on each other for more than ten years, and they have a harmonious relationship on weekdays, they are like grandchildren, but when it comes to their own lives, he doesn't dare to gamble.

Fortunately, the sharp pain came and went quickly, and after a few moments, it subsided, and if it weren't for the slight spasm of the muscles in his body, he would have wondered if the pain just now was an illusion.

"What's wrong?, not feeling well?" asked Sun Laohan when he finally noticed it, holding the bowl and frowning.

Zhao Ziming wiped off the sweat with his sleeves, raised his head, revealed a pale face, and smiled reluctantly, "It should be a little cold, it's not a big problem." ”

Sun Laohan put down the bowl, walked over and touched Zhao Ziming's forehead, found that it was very hot, and said in a deep voice: "After eating, you go upstairs to rest, and I will go to boil medicine." ”

After speaking, he stopped eating, went into the kitchen and began to boil medicine.

Because Zhao Ziming had been like this before, Sun Laohan didn't think about anything else.

"If you knew the truth, what would you do?" Looking at Sun Laohan's back, Zhao Ziming muttered in an inaudible voice, his expression was full of complexity.

After dinner, under the gaze of Sun Laohan, Zhao Ziming drank the medicine hard, and then covered the quilt and went to sleep.

Suffering inhuman pain twice a day, Zhao Ziming seemed to be running non-stop for several days and nights, tired to the extreme, and soon fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, the pain came again, and woke him up, and he could no longer bear it, and covered his head with the quilt, and let out a low, hoarse roar.

In this way, the severe pain came every half a day, and every time it made Zhao Ziming's life worse than death, until last night, it stopped completely.

Although this incident made Zhao Ziming suffer enough, it was not all useless.

Since he accidentally obtained the nameless exercise method and stepped on the martial arts, Zhao Ziming saw the dawn of breaking free from the tragic fate, so he was eager to improve his strength, and naturally gave birth to an impatient and rash mood.

If Zhao Ziming is as cautious as ever, it is difficult for this emotion to bring him substantial harm, but as long as one does not pay attention, it will have unpredictable and terrible consequences.

This lesson swept away the impetuousness in Zhao Ziming's heart, and it was a blessing in disguise.

In fact, this is also related to Zhao Ziming's groping alone and no one to guide him.

People with a little common sense of martial arts know that the most important thing to practice martial arts is a stable word, impetuousness, and seeking to advance quickly, which is a taboo for martial artists, and at this stage of martial arts internal rest, opening up the meridians, and promoting to the first level, it is necessary to grind kung fu with water, slowly, little by little, in order not to cause harm to themselves.

Zhao Ziming did the opposite, and he didn't lose his life, because he was very lucky.

The sun shines into the window, hitting the body, warm and very comfortable, in stark contrast to the severe pain of the previous two days, Zhao Ziming is not in a hurry to wash, sits down comfortably, supports his chin, and enjoys this wonderful time.

Suddenly, a strange expression appeared on his face, "Huh? ”

Just now, something seemed to be beating in his dantian, and he sensed it carefully for a moment, and found that it was his own wisp of internal force that was beating up and down in the dantian, as if he wanted to jump out.

Zhao Ziming became interested, his mind moved, let go of the control of the internal force, and let the wisp of internal force jump out of the dantian.

An inexplicable sense of joy came from the internal force, and Zhao Ziming's eyelids jumped heavily, what is the matter? Could it be that there is a wisp of internal force and his own emotions?

His expression remained unchanged, but his mind was firmly locked on the internal force, and once he found that something was wrong, he would immediately withdraw the internal force into the dantian.

The wisp of internal force traveled rapidly in the main meridians in his body, circulating from head to toe, and the total amount increased a little.

Zhao Ziming was happy in his heart, because he had not yet opened up the meridians, so it was impossible for the internal force to grow, but now that the internal force has taken the initiative to grow, although he doesn't know why, he will not stupidly interrupt this good thing.

The internal force went through three cycles, and the volume was much larger than the original, and then it seemed to lose its vitality, and slowly returned to the dantian.

Zhao Ziming blinked, hoping that his internal force would drill out and slip around a few more times, but after waiting for a long time, the internal force was the same as before, staying in the dantian honestly, without any movement.

He suddenly felt a chill, and when he turned his gaze, he realized that the sunlight that had been hitting his body was shining on the window edge because of the rising sun.

Zhao Ziming's eyes lit up, and he turned around and ran downstairs.