"Good hemp, ancient people really know how to play, a few simple truths, but to make it mysterious, it's really wrong!"

Ping An understood, he suddenly opened his mouth, all the problems were solved at this moment, Ping An was excited in his heart, and couldn't help but want to try it in this way.

When he thinks of it, he does it.

Dropping the book, he stood in the middle of the courtyard peacefully, closed his eyes, mastered the qi and blood of his body, balanced the yin and yang in his body, felt the vitality in the air and in his body, and then his closed eyes suddenly opened and punched violently.

After a set of Baji boxing, his blood was boiling, sweating, oozing, and Ping'an only felt that his whole body was getting hotter and hotter, like boiling water.

"Intention and qi are combined, and qi and force are combined. "According to the method taught by Shi Taigong, Ping An controlled the millions of pores on his body, blocked the flow of blood and heat, and the cold hairs on his body suddenly exploded, and a dense layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin.

All the essence and heat are instantly forced back into the body.

Gradually, Ping An had a feeling that the meridians, blood vessels, and muscles were strengthening......

A little stronger, a little stronger!

"Yes, that's the feeling, I found it!"

Ping An only felt that in his body, a powerful and incomparable force suddenly erupted, and he wanted to break out of his body, Ping An shouted violently, clenched his right hand into a fist, and instantly punched towards the persimmon tree one meter away.

"Bang!"

Punching into the tree for three points, the leaves and fruits of the entire persimmon tree fell one after another after a moment of violent trembling.

The peace, which stood among the leaves and fruits everywhere, did not stop, and the power intensified in him, and he could barely control himself......

"Look at me slashing things in the air, no, Xiao Li is in charge. ”

Ping'an's right hand turned into a fist into a palm knife and slashed out, targeting, a pot of orchids planted ten meters away.

With a "poof", a faintly visible light shot out from the palm of Ping'an's hand, instantly breaking through the air, crossing a dazzling curve in the air, and slashing at the pot of orchids with unmistakable precision.

With a "ding" sound, the porcelain basin made of hard ceramics was easily cut, and the knife was castrated, and the two blooming orchids were cut off, and finally went several inches deep into the ground.

Looking at the messy yard, Ping'an was excited and excited in his heart, he finally became a master like Zhang Wuji, just when his emotions reached a peak, he suddenly saw the pot of orchids that he cut, and Ping'an was instantly "embarrassed", this is the flower that the old man is most distressed and cares about, and he usually doesn't let him touch it.

"If I don't get pumped now, I'll be scolded to death. Ping An suddenly had a bitter face, so he was not depressed, the persimmon tree died when it died, no one would care, but the orchid was gone, and the old man estimated that the whole world would chase him and smoke.

Thinking of the scene where the old man smoked the Zhongjing, Ping An felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly ran over to take a look, fortunately, the roots and leaves were not injured and were saved.

Ping An immediately carefully planted it with another ceramic pot, but the flowers were all peeled off, can it still be called flowers?

Ping An looked at the two orchids that had been cut off on the ground, he held his face with one hand, and gently stroked the leaves of the orchids with the other, so that it was not painful.

"No, you have to find someone to blame, and everyone will die together. ”

It is easier for two people to carry the firepower than for one person, and they can still take a breath halfway. But Ping An pondered for a while, and for a while he really couldn't find a suitable person to carry the blame, so he couldn't let Ping Zhongjing, who had just gotten out of bed, carry it, and it was estimated that Lao Tzu would pull out his skin?

"If this orchid can bloom a few more flowers, no one will know that it has been cut by me. ”

Ping An whimsically opens, such a miracle, even Ping An himself does not believe in it, but the miracle is called a miracle because often people do things that others can't do.

So Ping An didn't notice it at all, and the hand on his hand stroking the orchid leaves left a power that could not only be indestructible, but also reborn and even bring people back to life.

This kind of energy is by no means the internal strength of the national arts, not the internal strength, not the qigong, but the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun, the moon, the grass and the trees, and it is the mysterious power of people and immortals.

And at this moment, this energy gently seeped into the orchid from Ping'an's hands, bit by bit, and then, a shocking scene occurred.

Among the lush leaves of the orchid, a few young shoots quietly broke out of the bushes, and then under Ping'an's wide eyes, in his unbelievable gaze, it grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, kept growing, and finally budded, bloomed, and became flowers, all in one go, without a little condensation.

"This ...... Is it the gods who have descended to earth? Or will I follow the Dharma in peace, let it bloom and it will bloom?"

After a moment of shock and narcissism, Ping An captures the key: "Is it my hand, no, the force within me that catalyzes its growth?"

In order to prove this idea, Ping An glanced at the persimmon tree, quickly slipped under the tree, breathed, luck, slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the trunk, and then ...... On the branches of the declining trees, the buds emerge, grow, and become leaves in an instant, like dead wood meeting the dew of the rain, and they are instantly rejuvenated!

Ping An under the tree, stupidly looking at the miracle directed by himself, as if in a daze.

At this moment, all the words of excitement, shock, excitement, etc., etc., could not describe his mood at the moment.

It's so unbelievable.

"Goo. ”

Ping An swallowed his saliva wildly, and his mouth was crooked!

At the beginning, when Ping An watched "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" for the first time, he saw Zhang Wuji's wonderful medical skills, which can bring people back to life, he dreamed of becoming such a cow one day, never expected that today, he Ping An can catalyze the growth of plants and trees at will, and regenerate flowers.

Although it hasn't reached the point of white flesh and bones, it is really tight!

Faced with this force that almost violated the balance of nature, Ping An took a deep breath again, calmed down the turbulent mood, he gently withdrew his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and his thoughts went straight to the golden gourd in his head.

This time, Ping An clearly captured the golden gourd, and clearly grasped the mysterious lines engraved on the gourd, and the flying knife that he had called countless times without a little reaction, driven by his thoughts, trembled slightly in the golden gourd, as if waiting for the master's call.

In the dark, Ping An has an intuition, the Immortal Cutting Flying Knife is connected to his heart, and a subtle relationship has occurred, and now, as long as he silently recites "Please baby turn around", the Immortal Cutting Flying Knife will shoot out.

"Do you want to try it?" Ping An gritted his teeth, fought hard, and took an unpredictable risk, Ping An shouted out the haunting voice: "Please turn around, baby." ”

Well!!!???

After a moment of silence, the unexpected flying knife erupted and devastated, Ping'an's expression was embarrassed, he blinked his eyes, but he didn't react.

"That doesn't make sense?!"

Ping An obviously felt that the inch-sized Immortal Cutting Flying Knife was beating violently in the gourd, and there were signs of squirting out, but it was ...... It seems that there is a slight opportunity to come to fruition.

"Could it be that my skill has not yet reached the level that drives it?"

Ping An felt that there was a possibility, and he was going to give up, so it would be interesting to study the magical ability he had just acquired.

At the moment when Ping An was about to retract his thoughts, a vision occurred, and the flying knife in the violent beating suddenly separated into a ray of light, and fell in the heart of Ping An's thoughts, and a passage that was not words, but better than literature, appeared in Ping An's mind:

"Cutting the immortal flying knife, picking the essence of the sun and the moon, seizing the heaven and the earth, can reverse the five elements. The flying knife turned, the head fell to the ground, the flying knife turned again, and the original god was slashed, and the flying knife turned three times, and the god was destroyed. ”

Immediately after that, there is the method of refining and slashing Immortal Fei:

"Purple iron into the gourd, quenching its linghua, white jade into the gourd, practicing its divine will, real fire into the gourd, quenching its impurities ......"

Below, there are a series of things that Ping An has never heard of, including the names of dozens of materials such as red gold, cold iron, meteorite iron essence, etc., as well as the method of quenching flying knives.

In short, the materials for refining flying knives, Ping An understands two kinds, gold and damaged stones, and the most critical sentence:

"Refine the knife with the essence every day, quench the knife with the mind, and communicate with the heart, so that you can call freely!"

Essence is the spiritual power in one's body. Divine thought is the human mind. The mind is the communication between the heart and the instrument, and then the person and the instrument are connected with the heart and spirit, so that they can swing freely.

"Well, all that's left is gold. ”

Ping An suppressed the excitement in his heart, and directly skipped the dozens of materials and damaged stones that he didn't know.

The damaged stone is a meteor fragment in space, which has been taught in this book, but it is not something that can be obtained by the current peace. Something unrealistic, Ping An usually doesn't think about, he doesn't have the habit of fanciful and daydreaming, only gold is the only refining material he can get his hands on.

"But...... Gold needs money!" Ping An was worried, last time he worked hard for more than half a month, hiding that Yuan Xiaoyi "earned" more than 100 yuan, but he only bought golden beans bigger than peas.

If you want to refine the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, it is estimated that the gold you need will not be less, right?

Ping'an's head began to hurt, his head was so big, his heart was so annoying, but when he thought of the last time the Immortal Flying Knife destroyed the withering and decaying, cutting a thousand catties of boulder into two pieces like cutting tofu, a fiery and irrepressible desire occupied his heart.

What could be more powerful than a throwing knife jumping out in the blink of an eye, taking someone's life.

This cool competition, handsome, and incomparably stylish thing is simply fatal to Ping An, who has had a dream of being a hero since he was a child.

"I must make money. ”

Ping An decided, as soon as his mother came back, he would have a showdown with her, and this time he would have to go into the county seat to make money.

"Mom makes a lot of money and eats meat, I have to make some benefits and drink a sip of broth!"

After making up his mind, he had to think about how to persuade his mother, and his ears moved suddenly, and he heard the footsteps of his grandfather walking out of the door.