The sun is scorching, there is no shelter from the trees, and the land is full of cracks in the blazing heat, and if you look closely, it is not difficult to see the slightest heat coming out of the surface.

In the distance, the figures of an old man and a young man gradually stood out. The old man's breath is steady, his movements are light and not procrastinating, and each step will be separated from the previous step. The young man, sweating profusely, followed with difficulty.

"Hold on, go to the woods ahead and rest again. The old man shook his finger and looked in the direction, and there was indeed a lush green forest about five miles away from here.

Resisting the heat coming from the soles of his feet, the boy gritted his teeth and made the final sprint.

......

"Huha~" Lin Yuan leaned on the thick trunk, his chest agitated up and down, and he gasped for breath. Wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead that were about to roll into his eyes, kicked the cloth shoes on his feet with hard kicks, and found that two bean-sized blisters had been added to the soles of his feet.

After a moment's hesitation, he urged the fire control technique to sterilize the dagger slightly, then carefully punctured the blister, took out a medicine bottle from the Sumeru bag, and sprinkled some powder on the wound.

Hiss~

The pain in his heart made Lin Yuan couldn't help but gasp, but his subordinates were not idle, took out the white plaster cloth to wrap their feet, and carefully put on their cloth shoes.

The fog hits at regular intervals every day, and there are only five hours left during the day, excluding lunch and breaks, so it is important to make good use of this time.

"Master, is there any way to hold your breath, after learning it, you don't have to be afraid of fog. Lin Yuan muttered.

"Yes. The dumb man nodded seriously, "As long as you reach the innate realm, you can not only hold your breath but also clear the valley, and you will be fine if you don't eat for several months." ”

Lin Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, "Yes, yes, if the disciple has the cultivation of the innate realm, how can he walk, he would have already stepped on the sword and left." ”

"Hmph, can't stand it after only walking a few hundred miles?"

"The disciple just felt that just walking didn't help much to improve his cultivation. Lin Yuan said stiffly.

The dumb man was silent and looked up into the distance.

"Master......"

"In the ancient times, the human race was able to stand out from all the races and become the leader of the Reimeng Continent, relying not on spiritual methods, but on martial arts! But today's martial arts are in decline, and many so-called martial arts masters can't even beat the juniors who are eight or nine years old, do you know why?"

"Why?" Lin Yuan couldn't figure it out, since the martial arts were so powerful, how could they be squeezed down by the spiritual law.

"Because it's so bitter. The dumb man sighed softly.

"Too bitter?" the corners of Lin Yuan's mouth twitched, isn't it hard to cultivate the spirit?

"Martial arts attaches the most importance to body refining, and there are six main realms that have been passed down in the world, so you must have heard of it. For example, if the ancients wanted to raise their bodies to the level of 'copper casting iron', they had to first place themselves in the hot iron sand, float in the rushing rivers, walk on sharp stones, and torture themselves repeatedly, so that the physical body could be tempered thousands of times. Those who do not have great perseverance will basically choose to give up or die because they can't bear the pain in the process. ”

"Although the disciple has heard others mention the hard work of refining the body, it is never as terrifying as the master said!" Lin Yuan frowned and asked puzzled.

"That's because today's monks have spiritual power to nourish their muscles and bones at all times, which invisibly helps to improve their physique, and with the assistance of a large number of pills, the difficulty is naturally much less than in ancient times. The dumb man slowly explained, "After the birth of the spiritual method, you can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into your own use just by meditating on your knees, and the martial arts will gradually die out. ”

"This is also the survival of the fittest, and if it is not practical, of course it will be replaced. Lin Yuan said.

"Nope. The dumb man firmly denied, "There is a heaven outside the sky, and it is clearly recorded in ancient books that there were masters who broke through the void in ancient times, but in the ten thousand years since the spiritual law flourished and cultivation was relatively easier, no one in the human race could break through the shackles of this heaven and earth!"

"Is there a sky outside the sky...... Lin Yuan was shocked, it was the first time he had come into contact with these secrets, "Hey, the human race?

"Well, in 10,000 years, a total of three great demons have flown away one after another. The dumb man nodded and said, "According to the ancient books, the great powers of the past generations speculated that perhaps the opportunity for ascension was closely related to the strength of the monk's body, because at the same level, the body of beasts is indeed stronger than that of humans, and the body of the great demons is even more indestructible. ”

"However, the last great demon ascended three thousand years ago, and I didn't have a chance to meet as a teacher, so I don't know anything specific. ”

The dumb man clenched his fists, his eyes blazing, reflecting the surging in his heart.

"Cultivation does not mean strength, this concept should have been deeply imprinted in your mind. In low-level battles, spiritual techniques, weapons, and ruthlessness will all determine the outcome of the battle. After that, talismans, magic weapons, pills, formations, puppets, voodoo, etc., are all kinds of strange and endless, and if a tendon only relies on spiritual power to cultivate and fight hard with the enemy, he will die sooner. ”

"What kind of method is the master going to teach his disciples?" Lin Yuan's eyes lit up and asked curiously.

"Lingwu Double Cultivation!" the dumb uncle patted him solemnly on the shoulder, and there seemed to be a strange smile hidden in his eyes, "The current monks are unwilling to bear the pain of body refining, and generally do not pay attention to physical cultivation, and often suffer big losses in close combat. It is rare that you have great ambitions, and I am very pleased to be a teacher, and I will definitely teach you well. ”

"Thank you, master!" Lin Yuan was excited, but he didn't know how difficult the road ahead was, of course, it was all later, so he didn't mention it for the time being.

"One of the purposes of this walking training is to temper your physical body. Of course, the teacher didn't intend for you to walk blindly, but he didn't find a suitable venue for the time being. ”

"In this way, I will pass you a set of mental formulas first, and be sure to memorize them before you arrive at your destination. The dumb man held out his finger and passed a long message to him.

"The standing period is upright, the ring is arched over the chest, the spirit is calm, the spirit is a sword, and the heart is clear and respectful...... Holding the heavenly gate in his palm, he stood on his toes. The flanks of the legs are like plants, and he clenches his teeth and does not relax. The tongue can be licked on the palate, and the nose can regulate breathing and feel reassured...... Zhou Tian's aura is self-reversing, and the meridians must have been passed?"

Lin Yuan slowly digested and sorted it out, and found that many of the contents were relatively profound, and the actions shown on some images were also extremely difficult to imitate.

"This is the essence of the 'Reverse Spiritual Technique', as long as you practice diligently, you will be able to compress your existing spiritual power a lot. ”

"Compress spiritual power?" Lin Yuan said in surprise.

"yes, I guess I can compress it by half. ”

Lin Yuan was about to cry after hearing this, wouldn't he be downgraded to the double of extension if he compressed half of it. I was so anxious about the condensation of the spiritual vein, but the master came to help.

"Is the cultivation in your eyes just the number of spiritual veins?

"I ......" Lin Yuan was a little confused. Ordinary disciples are all because the meridians are closed, hindering the flow of spiritual power, so they must fully develop the current spiritual vein before they can channel their spiritual power into the next spiritual vein, which also means that their realm is improved. However, he is different, his spiritual power can be unimpeded in the spiritual veins, if the spiritual power is distributed among the ten spiritual veins, will he really become a master of the ten major spiritual veins? The answer is obviously no, this is self-deception.

"Everyone's spiritual acupoint is almost exactly the same size, and the space is limited, but the stored spiritual power can be different. Dumb paused, as if waiting for something.

Lin Yuan on the side immediately understood, raised his head and exclaimed, "Continuously purify the spiritual power in the spiritual veins and remove impurities, so as to have a stronger foundation than the monks of the same realm!"

"The children can be taught. The dumb man smiled and took another sip of wine.

When talking about his wine gourd, I have to mention it carefully. It's been almost half a month since I entered the mountain, I haven't seen a dumb man to drink less, and I often use it to quench my thirst.

In fact, this wine gourd, like the Sumeru bag, is also a storage spiritual vessel, which is said to contain space mysteries and is quite precious. However, you can't store living creatures in it, otherwise the ban in it will be triggered and you will be strangled in an instant.

Moreover, this kind of spatial spirit weapon can isolate the prying eyes of the spirit, and without the permission of the owner, no one can know what is inside.

Legend has it that once two rival casual cultivators met for a fair battle, and one of them suddenly summoned a helping hand from the storage bag and worked together to surround and kill the opponent, committing a taboo in the cultivation world.

Since then, the forces of all parties have reached a rare consensus that a surveillance formation must be set up in the storage bag to prevent living creatures from entering, and this formation is very clever and extremely difficult to break once generated. Those who violate the rules will be hunted down by all the monks. No one wants to have a few more enemies suddenly popping up in the middle of a life-and-death struggle to the point of exhaustion, and that's so desperate that there is almost no need to escape, and it is properly cool.

"You're almost rested, let's hurry. The dumb man urged.

Lin Yuan pouted, got up reluctantly, stepped on the ground tentatively with both feet, and ran after getting used to it for a while.

......

Time passed in a hurry, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the two of them rushed out of a vast forest and came to the side of the bumpy path.

Thundered~

Before you see the scene, you hear its sound first. There was a huge sound in my ears, like thunder, but where did the thunder come from on this sunny day?

Looking up, a silver-white giant satin hanging in the air comes into view, the turbulent water is like a thousand horses galloping, colliding with the stubborn stones, splashing in all directions, under the action of the sun, colorful and breathtaking. At the end of the road, it finally turned into an angry dragon and poured down, like a thunderbolt and a landslide, resounding throughout the valley.

The closer you get, the more you can appreciate its majestic momentum. The vegetation in the vicinity is dark green and thriving, and birds dance in the forest, playing beautiful music, as if to accompany the Milky Way that has soared down 3,000 feet.

If it weren't for the faint roar of the beast in the distant mountains and forests to remind Lin Yuan from time to time, he would really think that this place was a fairyland.