Another day passed, Wang Haoxuan arrived at Ling Lao's courtyard on time after the bell rang, Ling Lao didn't go out today, he meditated in the courtyard, looking at the appearance that didn't match his age, the young man was really curious about how Ling Lao did it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When he came to Ling Lao's side, he was about to greet Ling Lao's luggage, who would have thought that a pressure suddenly appeared around, instantly bounced the young man over, Ling Lao disappeared from his original position, appeared behind the young man, and resisted the young man's body flying backwards.

Wang Haoxuan, who was standing firmly, suddenly covered his chest and vomited blood, and it took a while to recover. looked at the old man Ling who had his hand turned away from him. The shock in my heart is difficult to express, and a sense of awe for the strong arises spontaneously.

"Elder Ling, you ......"

"Little Liuzi, it's okay. Ling Lao turned around and said to Wang Haoxuan in a kind tone.

Wang Haoxuan said respectfully: "Elder Huiling, I'm fine, what were you just now?"

"What's that, go, go and sit there, I'll have to teach you well. Ling Lao took Wang Haoxuan and walked towards the wooden table.

"Do you know what martial arts are?" said Ling Lao with a majestic face.

I saw the young man shake his head slightly.

"Haha, actually, I don't know what martial arts are. However, most people are talking about the martial arts realm. Our internal strength is the beginning of martial arts, when we cultivate internal strength, the cultivation of internal strength can not continue to increase internal strength, only through the accumulation of the physical body and the help of medicine, so that the internal strength reaches the peak, after reaching the peak, the internal strength can be turned into true yuan step by step. As the saying goes, internal strength is easy to succeed and difficult to practice. Ling Lao touched his beard and said, glancing at the young man, he was somewhat relieved to see him looking at him seriously.

"And after this peak of internal strength, people call it Qiyuan, but after that, the realm is said to be the realm of immortals, as for whether there is one, then I don't know. ”

"Immortal, what is an immortal?" Wang Haoxuan looked at Ling Lao suspiciously.

"Hahaha, what is an immortal?" Ling Lao laughed and looked at the sky with a longing expression. "It is rumored that the immortals are a group of people with vast magical powers, who can destroy mountains with their hands, reclaim the sea, fly to the sky and escape to the earth, and live forever. ”

"Raise the dead. Wang Haoxuan muttered, tears flashed in his eyes, and his originally silent heart also ignited a little fire, and then the figure of his relatives appeared in front of him, and there was only an obsession at the moment, seeking the immortal to resurrect his relatives.

Ling Lao looked at Wang Haoxuan, who was stunned, and had no choice but not to continue this topic. "Come, today I will teach you about medicinal herbs. ”

Ling Lao's voice woke up Wang Haoxuan, but his expression was still a little gloomy.

In the courtyard, an old man and a young man were pointing at the herbs in the medicine field, and the questions and answers continued. In the process of Ling Lao's teaching, Wang Haoxuan found that his memory had become very outrageous, and he had to carefully observe a herb several times to memorize it, but now he can remember it only by observing it once, which is probably the reason why Ling Lao is teaching by his side.

When Wang Haoxuan estimated that the class time outside was about to end, and was about to say goodbye to Ling Lao, who knew that Ling Lao actually smiled and said to him: "It's okay, you can stay here until the evening, and then go back after dark." So Wang Haoxuan continued to study here with peace of mind.

After the herbs in this medicine field were carefully identified by them, the sky was about to get dark, and just as Wang Haoxuan was about to go out, Ling Lao shouted at him: "Remember to practice that mental method every day." ”

"Yes, Elder Ling. Wang Haoxuan replied.

Not long after, on a huge tree, Wang Haoxuan hid above the tree, silently practicing his mental method, drowsiness gradually enveloped him, just when he was about to fall asleep, he shivered violently in his heart, only to see a few wooden arrows shooting at him.

Wang Haoxuan walked around the trunk of the tree and dodged the wooden arrows.

I thought about it slightly, I was very secretive in the place, how did the other party find out.

Wang Haoxuan listened carefully on the trunk of the tree, and there was a trace of tremor in the leaves below, so he stepped on a few branches and walked vigilantly towards the leaves with a dagger, however, the sound of fighting below attracted his attention, but he was still not worried about the leaves in front of him, and gently picked up the leaves, there were some traces on the branches, and after a closer look, a few thin threads of hair appeared in the traces, which turned out to be a trap arranged by others.

Wang Haoxuan looked down at the trunk of the tree, and there were two people fighting, one carrying a short bow on his back, fighting back and forth with the other.

I saw that the person with the short bow on his back held the dagger and stabbed the opponent's throat, and after being dodged by the opponent's sideways, he cut it horizontally, and the opponent's body dodged backwards, and then he kicked to the side, and a rattan net bounced off the ground, instantly netting the person.

The man caught in the net desperately slashed the rattan net with his dagger, and just as he fell from the net, the man with the short bow quickly jumped up to him and stabbed him in the throat.

Wang Haoxuan saw that the victory was divided into points, took out the stone chip from his arms, and shot at the man. The man with the short bow didn't expect that there was still a yellow finch guarding behind him, and the stone chips shot down from above made him have no time to dodge, so he could only move his body sideways and avoid the fatal point, but he was still hit in the right chest.

I saw that Wang Haoxuan shot out a few more stone chips, shooting at the man's hands and feet respectively, sealing the opponent's actions. So he slowly descended from above, stared at the waiting prey, threw the stone in his hand, and ended his life.

So, two more tasks were completed. After dealing with this place, he found that one person had a short bow on his body, and his toughness was not bad, so Wang Haoxuan was directly greedy for ink.

It's no longer safe here, so I have to find a new place to rest.

On the top of a tree, a young figure appeared there, and the reason why he chose this place was that the trees here were very large and very tall, and there were many branches crisscrossing under the top of the tree, which was not easy to find.

So he cultivated the mental method again, because Ling Lao deliberately asked him to practice the mental method for a while every day, thinking that there was something special about this mental method, and he had some expectations in his heart.

However, that inexplicable sleepiness invaded his head again, and his thoughts slowly disappeared, and finally a thought flashed through him, this is a book of exercises designed to make people sleep well.

In their sleep, the young man is like the power of an immortal, flying to the sky, swimming in the sky, omnipotent, eating and playing with his relatives, but their faces gradually blur until they are completely unable to see.

Then, the picture turned, countless dead people were lying in front of him, wearing various masks, constantly bleeding, blood gradually soaked his feet, the people lying on the ground suddenly grew fangs, the masks were gone, all turned into blue-faced ghosts, and they rushed towards him, biting his body one by one, the blood soaked his whole body, pain, fear, suffocation, and finally woke him up from his sleep.

In the dark night, the silence was eerie, the cold wind was howling, and the leaves rustled from time to time. The boy who woke up clutched his knees tightly and his whole body trembled. The last dream he had this time was so clear that he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, and his bloodshot eyes looked around vigilantly, for fear that the ghost just now would pounce on him again.