The rivers and lakes are sinister Chapter 1 The eight veins are open
In the simple attic, it is clean and tidy, and the few permanent lamps hanging on the top of the pavilion are not lit, and the luminite stones set on the wall shine with sporadic light.
The moonlight shone softly through the window, and the warm yellow moonlight mingled with the fluorescence of the luminite stone, making the pavilion look less dark.
A burly middle-aged man in white standing with his hands in his hands in his hands nervously stared at the young man sitting cross-legged in front of him.
"I wonder if Yuan'er can open the pulse?" said the middle-aged man in white softly.
"The head of the family can rest assured, with his talent, he will definitely be able to succeed, and it may be a high-quality opening pulse. ”
When they saw the scene in front of them, they fell silent.
The young man's body was slightly thin, his delicate face was unwavering, his eyes were closed, his brows were tightly locked, and his waist-length long black hair was windless, and it became messy in an instant, and it was difficult to tell whether the boy was male or female.
Four old men in silver robes guarded the old and the young, all of them holding unsheathed swords in their hands, standing in the four corners of the attic, their eyes closed, and each side facing in all directions, exuding a majestic and inviolable aura.
In a flash, the young man's originally motionless body began to tremble, his facial expression began to become unnatural, he frowned slightly, his teeth were clenched, and a strange sound caused by the collision of teeth was made, fine beads of sweat penetrated from his fair skin, his long black hair flew at the roots, and a strong force rushed out like a loose horse.
The four old men in silver robes, feeling this strength, all opened their eyes one after another and turned away.
Since ancient times, they have relied on individuals to open the pulse, so they did not go over to help the young man, their task was only to protect the Dharma for the young man, and when opening the pulse, indiscriminate help will only help the opposite, and there will be unimaginable consequences, the light one will abolish the martial arts, and the heavy one will die violently.
The eyes of the four silver-clothed old men fell on the young man in unison, revealing an incredible look, and a touch of joy quietly floated on their old faces that had been carved by the years and filled with furrows, and one of the old men was so excited that he almost threw away the sword in his hand.
The middle-aged man in white still looked nervous, his hands were clenched into fists, his fingertips pierced into his palms and he didn't feel pain, and he didn't go over like the four old men in silver robes, he knew that this kind of thing could only rely on the young man to get through, after all, he had also experienced the opening of the pulse at that time, and helping the young man was undoubtedly dragging the young man to complete the opening of the pulse, which made matters worse.
A few quarters of an hour passed, and an unprecedented force suddenly burst out from the young man's body, quickly sweeping in all directions, the young man's closed eyes slowed down, the trembling of his body gradually stopped, his facial expression was as calm as water, and his long black hair fell scattered, and then gathered together again, looking very smooth, as if he had just been combed by a comb.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man in white relaxed his tense face, gradually relaxed his clenched fists, put them behind his back, and said excitedly: "It's done, it's done, Yuan'er has succeeded in opening the pulse, and the energy that exudes has reached the eight veins together, and for a hundred years, the Tang family has not had a martial arts genius with the eight veins open for a long time." People who practice martial arts need to open their own pulses before the age of eighteen, the three veins are ordinary and below, the five veins are general, the six veins are rare, the seven veins are rare, and the eight veins are the best, the Tang family has such a genius with eight veins, and revitalization is just around the corner. ”
The middle-aged man in white said that he wanted to laugh a few times, but in order not to disturb the young man's completion of the opening pulse, he subconsciously held back, and the unconcealable joy was exposed on his dark and red face, and even shed tears full of excitement.
The four old men in silver robes looked at the middle-aged man in white, and one of the oldest old men said in a deep voice: "Family Master, Tang Yuan's eight veins are open, and he is a peerless genius of our family for a hundred years or even a thousand years, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, his talent is one of the best, and his future is limitless, he should focus on training, no matter how outstanding his talent is, he will only become a mortal without the cultivation of the day after tomorrow, let alone revitalize the Tang family." ”
The middle-aged man in white respectfully hugged his fist towards the oldest silver-robed old man and said: "The Great Elder's concerns are not unreasonable, no matter how good his talent is, if he doesn't work hard the day after tomorrow, he may only become a waste, I will definitely do my best to cultivate him into an unprecedented martial arts wizard of the Tang family and revitalize the Tang family." His tone was very firm, and he put on a sworn look.
The oldest silver-robed old man nodded at the white-clothed middle-aged man, and immediately fell on Tang Yuan with a curious gaze like the other three silver-robed old men, with a look of anticipation.
"Well, I'm ......" Tang Yuan opened his misty eyes, and a feeling of soreness and swelling quickly came from his limbs, and he was just about to struggle to stand up, when a stream of air rushed from his dantian into the eight veins that had just been opened, and his eyes instantly turned black, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
The middle-aged man in white rushed over with an arrow step, grabbed Tang Yuan, who was about to fall to the ground, hugged him like a princess, and looked at Tang Yuan with happy eyes, Tang Yuan's handsome face was full of exhaustion, his long black hair was soft and smooth, and the blue and white clothes on his body were slightly messy. The white middle-aged man didn't know why Tang Yuan was faint, and he didn't have such a situation when he opened his pulse, so he was anxious.
"After opening the pulse, the Dan Qi Chong pulse is to wash the impurities in the vein system after the pulse is opened, so as to achieve the purpose of refining the body. Ordinary people will not faint when they open their pulses, but Tang Yuan is not an ordinary person, the more veins they open, the greater the energy consumed, and the remaining qi after Tang Yuan's eight veins are opened together is not much or even consumed, when he completes the opening of the pulse, the Dan Qi begins to rush the pulse, the veins that have just been opened are very weak, and the weak qi cannot support it, so it will pass out, and it will be healed after a few days of rest. Family Master, since our task has been completed, then we will take our leave" The eldest silver-robed old man clasped his fists and bowed, and the four figures bounced out of the window one by one, performing light skills, tapping the void, and disappeared from the vision of the middle-aged man in white in an instant.
The middle-aged man in white walked into a certain room in the pavilion, placed Tang Yuan on the bed, and checked his pulse, and could feel that the eight veins connected by Tang Yuan's dantian had the strength to swim, which showed that Tang Yuan's eight veins had been successfully opened! His face was full of indescribable pride, and tears of excitement once again flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Youcao, take care of Yuan'er. The middle-aged man in white said this solemnly and left.
"Yes, sir. A woman dressed in light green replied in the direction of the middle-aged man in white.
A pair of soft and boneless white little hands slipped out of the light green sleeves of Youcao, easily took off Tang Yuan's shirt, picked up the wet handkerchief that had been prepared for a long time, and gently wiped Tang Yuan's body, the soft force brought Tang Yuan a soft feeling, a comfortable feeling like lightning from Tang Yuan's heavenly spirit cover to the soles of his feet, he couldn't help but shake his body. Seeing this, the cherry mouth on the delicate little face bent into an arc, and the force on his hand became softer and softer.
"Second Young Master, what's the matter? Second Young Master is extremely talented, there is no reason why he can't open his pulse! But Second Young Master, he is ...... now. Don't think too much, if you care, it's chaotic, the second young master must be fine, maybe it's just out of strength. Youcao withdrew from Tang Yuan's pavilion with doubts, and faded away in the hazy moonlight.
"Haha, my son is a peerless genius!" A loud roar with joy in the roughness spread throughout the Tang family.
The Tang family early the next morning.
"Damn, what a son of a son doesn't sleep at night! I haven't slept since I was woken up by that roar in the middle of the night,"
"That's it, what a roar, don't say it's bad for my dreams, and then I fell asleep, but I had a nightmare, scared me to wet the bed in the middle of the night, if I heard whose voice it was, I would definitely have to dismantle it, I was really angry!"
"The old lady's beauty sleep is bad for him, and he doesn't even get a good sleep these years, woo. ”
In a pavilion, the middle-aged man in white who was sitting cross-legged felt the menacing sound outside the pavilion, opened his eyes, and looked out the window with an apologetic face, "The old man was excited for a while, and he couldn't hold back." ”
In another pavilion, four silver-robed old men looked at each other and smiled.