Wang Chengyan practiced for three days in a row, and during these three days, more and more filth was discharged from his body with sweat, but after the third day, it became less and less.

By the seventh day, there was no sweat from him, let alone any filth.

With the discharge of filth, Wang Chengyan's whole person felt more like a pure and unsullied statue, Ling Xing was also happy in his eyes, but he never showed his mood.

On this day, the master and apprentice spread two bamboo mats on the ground outside the grass house, and the two sat cross-legged on the bamboo mats facing each other.

"Yan'er, how do you feel about the changes in your cultivation in the past few days?" Ling Xing asked.

"I've been feeling better lately, and I'm feeling less hungry and I can't eat food. Wang Chengyan replied without thinking.

"That's all, is there anything else?" Ling Xing asked again.

"I feel like I'm getting a lot stronger, and I can't get enough of it. ”

"Then can you feel the fluctuations of spiritual power around your body when you close your eyes, or the every move of the things around you?" Ling Xing asked directly.

"Yes, yes, that's the weird feeling. ”

"Well, that's right, you have already entered the Dao, that is, you are also a cultivator just like a teacher. ”

"But how do I feel that Shizun gives people a mysterious feeling? And I feel that when I face Shizun, I feel as if I am facing a big mountain, and sometimes it is difficult to breathe. Wang Chengyan finally said what was in his heart.

"This is inevitable, because your realm is too low, and when facing a monk whose realm is higher than yours, you don't know how to restrain your own aura, and you also unscrupulously intentionally or unintentionally want to find out the details of their people, for you, not only can you not gain anything, but it will also hurt your mind. ”

"Master, then why is this happening?"

"This is called realm suppression, just because you vainly speculate that you are cultivating for the teacher, if it weren't for the teacher's self-restraint of your own breath, and only one god thought about the past, I'm afraid you would have long since disappeared from the world, because any cultivator doesn't like others to probe into their own details, you have to keep this in mind, especially when facing monks whose cultivation is higher than yours. ”

Yan'er remembered, thank you for the teachings. ”

"Okay, Yan'er, tell Master Wei how you've been cultivating these days. ”

"In the past few days, Yan'er has felt the spiritual power, and gathered the spiritual power into the body, Yan'er cultivated according to the "Vertical and Horizontal Record", and felt very comfortable at first, but later felt that the spiritual power was so painful when it entered the body. ”

"Well, that's right, I was already in my twenties when I got this book, and my cultivation was like you at that time, and I felt a lot of pain, and I later referred to other cultivation methods, and found that the cultivation methods contained in this book were very different from other methods. ”

"Master, what's the difference?" Wang Chengyan couldn't help but interrupt.

"The teacher even referred to the cultivation methods in other realms, and felt that this method was particularly domineering, because other methods are to introduce a small amount of aura into the body step by step, but this method is to ignore the limitations of one's own body, and frantically accept the aura into the body, which is the biggest difference. ”

"Then why is this law overbearing?"

"Yan'er, do you see that teacup on the table?" Ling Xing asked suddenly.

"I see, but why is it related to the teacup?" Wang Chengyan asked confusedly after looking at the teacup.

"What do you think will happen if the teacups on the table are filled with water?"

"Of course, it's water flowing out of the teacup. ”

"Yes, people are like a teacup, aura is like water, if there is too much aura into the body, it is not only a problem of aura overflowing, it may be a person who explodes and dies!"

"Master, this, this ......" Hearing this, Wang Chengyan was suddenly shocked.

"Don't worry, I've been paying attention to your cultivation progress these days, and today is the right time to tell you the way to resolve it!" Ling Xing said soothingly.

"Yan'er, you recently said that you feel like you have a lot of strength, and you always feel like you can't finish it, don't you?" Ling Xing asked.

"Yes, is it because I have too much aura in my body?" Wang Chengyan asked rhetorically.

"That's not true, but all cultivators should have much more strength than people in the world, and if they don't have strength, it's not normal. ”

After listening to Ling Xing's words, Wang Chengyan breathed a sigh of relief, when he heard Ling Xing say that cultivating this method would explode and die, others were already so scared that they couldn't do it.

"Yan'er, let's do it, in the future, you collect the Ghost Cry Stone every day, start today, after you get back two Ghost Cry Stones, you can practice again, tomorrow you get back three and practice again, the day after tomorrow you take back four pieces, and then cultivate, and so on, wait until the Ghost Cry Stone you retrieve is full of baskets, and then practice. ”

"Master, why do you want to do this?" Wang Chengyan asked without knowing why.

"You do it, remember, you must do what you say for the teacher, otherwise, the gods will not be able to save you at that time, because you can't turn back, after cultivating the "Zonghenglu", you will either make rapid progress, or you will be unknown for the rest of your life, or you will explode and die, this is the conclusion reached for the teacher's cultivation. ”

"Yes, Master!"

Five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and in these five years, the old Taoist Linghuizi often came to Ling Xing's place to talk to Ling Xing about some strange things, and Wang Chengyan was also beside him, listening to these things in his ears.

Suddenly, one day, Wang Chengyan came to Ling Xing timidly, as if he had thought for a long time, he asked worriedly, "Master, how did I come here?"

At this time, Ling Xing realized that although he cared about his disciple very much, he still had some neglects, and this disciple of his had grown up.

He silently looked at Wang Chengyan, who had grown tall to his waist in front of him, and was silent for a long time, and looked at Wang Chengyan a little empty.

After a long time, Ling Xing said calmly: "You were picked up by me." ”

"I picked it up by you!" Seeming surprised and a little disappointed by this answer, Wang Chengyan clenched his fists and said with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, you are indeed what I picked up, so come with me. Ling Xing turned around and walked to the east of the grass house.

Wang Chengyan couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time at this time, and his heart began to think crankily.

For as long as he can remember, he has been called Ling Xing Old Man, and Ling Huizi Lao Dao, except for the two of them, he has never been in contact with anyone again, except for people, they are just flowers, birds, insects, and beasts.

The older he gets, the more things he knows, especially after Linghuizi came, he brought him a lot of interesting things every time, but he liked the books brought by Linghuizi the most, and he liked Linghuizi to tell him about the outside.

It can be said that he has a great longing for the outside world.

Even, one day he secretly wanted to run out, but he saw a vicious-looking demon tiger, fortunately, he ran fast, and the demon tiger didn't dare to get too close to Ling Xing's grassland, otherwise, he would be more than lucky.

He wanted to get out, and that thought never changed.

He mentioned to Ling Xing and Ling Huizi that they wanted to go to the outside world to have a look, but the two told him that the outside world was too dangerous and they didn't want to take him out, so no matter how much he begged, the two just didn't take it.

Today's mountains are cloudy and rainy, shrouded in darkness, and people's mood is surprisingly depressed.

Wang Chengyan followed Ling Xing to the foot of the mountain to the east, and stopped in front of a bulging mound of earth covered by green and blue bushes, but there was still a stone tablet in front of the mound, but there was no inscription on the tablet.

"Mrs. Wang, I, Ling Xing, have finally lived up to your trust and raised your son to adulthood, and I brought him to see you today. Ling Xing bowed to the mound.

"Kneel, this is your mother's grave. Ling Xing seemed to be unbearable.

A thunderclap exploded in the mountains, and after the thunder sounded, Wang Chengyan was already in tears.

Father, mother is as vast as heaven and earth for a child who is not deeply involved in the world, and it is the most desired support in the child's life.

At this moment, the mother who fantasizes day and night, but her grave is in front of her, how can the child, who was full of expectations, deal with himself?

"Master, you tell, you tell me, this is not true?" Wang Chengyan said loudly to Ling Xing with tears in his eyes.

"Yan'er, I wanted to tell you when you are older, but today you came to ask me, I think you will know sooner or later, so I told you, even if you are still a child. Ling Xing closed his eyes and said, as if he also regretted it.

At this moment, Wang Chengyan was already kneeling in front of the grave, and at this moment tears and rain were no longer distinguishable.

"Master, tell me, why? Why?" Wang Chengyan cried and said to Ling Xing beside him.

"That day, I visited Tianmang Mountain, met your mother on the road, at that time, she was killed by the demon clan, when she was dying, she entrusted me to take care of you, I killed those demon clans, took you back, I wanted to send you back to your relatives, but the old friend of Linghuizi told me that you have no relatives, and I think it was also a tragic murder, so I accepted you, and you also know what happened in the future. Ling Xing looked at the grave in front of him and said leisurely.

"I set up this stone tablet, but I didn't engrave it, so that when you grow up, you will come and engrave it, get up, and engrave it." Ling Xing sighed.

After a while, in Ling Xing's dictation, Wang Chengyan engraved on the tombstone the words that he would never want to engrave again in this life, only to see that the tombstone was engraved with "The tomb of the Yang family of Xianci, the son Wang Chengyan stands".

After carving the words, Wang Chengyan kowtowed three more times according to Ling Xing's words before getting up.

"Yan'er, the deceased is gone, and your mother doesn't want you to be sad, let's go, go back. ”

At this time, Wang Chengyan had already stopped crying, he followed behind Ling Xing, looking back at his mother's grave from time to time, as if he had endless words to tell his mother, but in the end, he didn't say it, and he didn't know how to speak.

The two drifted apart, and finally disappeared into the hazy smoke and rain, and the remaining green and blue colors swayed in the breeze, as if they saw the old man far away and waved goodbye.

"Master, why do those demon clans want to harm my relatives?" On the way, Wang Chengyan couldn't help but ask.

"The law of the jungle eats the strong, it's because of you, the people of the demon clan wanted to eat you at that time, and your relatives suffered an accident in order to protect you. ”

"What is the law of the jungle?"

"Since ancient times, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, because the demon clan is strong, so they will not be afraid of us, because we are weak and can't beat the demon clan, so we are bullied by them, this is the law of the jungle. ”

"Why is this happening? Shizun is much stronger than me, but he always protects me, is it because different races will eat the weak?"

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the conversation between the master and apprentice was gradually drowned out by the sound of the rain, and it was no longer audible.