My mother once told me that there is a saying in Confucianism about Sanlai:

The sound of the sound of vitality entering and exiting in the Three Realms is the wind passing through the mountains and forests, the water flowing through the rock springs, the song of birds, the cry of insects, the barking of dogs, and the howl of leopards.

Ren Lai is the Xizhou Lotus Song, the Midnight Qing Song, the plain hand tuning the piano, the jade teeth contain Xiao, it is the hermit Xiaoyue, and the madman long song.

And the voice I listen to is neither in the sounds of heaven nor in the sounds of man.

This is the sound of the earth coming from my cave.

It is the sound of qi and blood running and acupuncture points.

It is also the voice of the strife of the spirits in my acupuncture.

- There are three hundred and sixty-five caves in the human body, each of which is like a dojo and inhabited by an elf.

The acupuncture points of a person who are light and healthy are in harmony and operate in an orderly manner, so the vitality is smooth and grows stronger day by day.

The acupuncture points of people who are riddled with diseases are divided and run out of order, so their vitality is scattered and depleted day by day.

Self-cultivation is like governing the country, and the body without cultivation is like chaos.

Moderation in daily life, sitting and lying, eating, eating, and being angry, neither letting the evil spirits go too far, nor letting the good spirits lack, is the most righteous and moderate way of health preservation.

I am now upright and young, just like a rising country, although I have a yearning for a corrupt life and a beautiful body, and although I have a mental depression caused by various desires and dissatisfactions, my overall general condition is good, and I am getting better and better with my cultivation and growth.

Practice your inner skills to the depths, just like a tuner listening to an instrument, and you can hear the sound of your own acupuncture points running.

Although I have only only practiced the internal organs, and I have not penetrated into my own bone marrow, let alone the foundation building realm of drawing qi into the body, I have already touched a little threshold and can "hear" my own faint voice of the earth.

——The perfect operation of the acupuncture points can produce the most beautiful earthly sounds, and the body can resonate with the heavenly sounds, which is called the unity of heaven and earth.

This situation and the most beautiful people can make the sky change color, like the moon and snow.

- And now my acupuncture points are running unnaturally towards the worst, my qi is wandering around, and my blood is flowing backwards!

It's not that my internal power is working (I've gone off once and know what that is), it's that my acupuncture has been invaded by an external enemy!

There was a silent voice (metaphysically, an extraneous voice) trying to disrupt the operation of my acupuncture holes, and it must have been that one person!

"Don't listen to indecent acts!"

I took a few steps back and sat down cross-legged, trying to expel the extraneous voices that had entered my body. This is the Confucian mind-centering technique that my mother taught me, which was originally used for meditation and reading, and I took the risk of using it in martial arts to regulate my true qi and try to survive!

- My hearing has been closed, and I can't listen to what is happening outside, but my mind can't be still, and the noise fills my mind, and this sound comes from the acupuncture points in my body, how can I suppress it!

I was like a machine, and the gears in it were violently bumping and wearing, and the final result was total destruction! But I couldn't move, which was different from the coercion I was subjected to when I first fought with that person, the former was forcibly oppressed and I couldn't move; this time I was fighting against the internal countercurrent of qi and blood caused by external objects, and if I moved recklessly, I would not only go mad, but explode and die.

"Let's go!"

The blow hit me in the chest like a cannonball, and I was shot straight across the deck more than ten stories high, drawing a parabola and falling into the sea in the distance.

- My hearing reopened, it was my father's voice.

Blood foamed out of my mouth—

My father's punch left me badly injured in the guts and the sound of my back cracking. The Armor negated out most of the power of that punch, and perhaps he calculated that I wouldn't die, and on a whim, he wanted to project me out of the danger zone in such a direct way.

- So, what's going on on the ship?!

The sea swelled up, as if stirred by some great thing. I swallowed the blood and dive into the water (I'm the son of a pirate, and I'm as good as a big fish.) The Fox Armor is light armor and barely affects my movements).

An incomparably large white fishtail covered the bottom of the building, and the tail fin narrowed the upwards, almost as long as it stumbled, and the snake's belly passed through the bilge (that is, several layers of steel plates in the bilge of our building were broken by it, and the sea water rushed into the cabin from below).

I swam farther away and poked my head out again in the calmer sea.

In the bright moonlight, its cephalothorax rose above the deck. The head resembles that of a crocodile, with exaggerated horns like that of a stag, and the brass whiskers of a tiger with their cheeks parted and their eyes like shining lanterns. It had a baby-soft white scale on its throat, oozing blood, flowing like a red thread from top to bottom over other silver-armored scales, and flowing to the deck, where it pooled with the blood of those it had slain.

Some of the dead on the deck were bleeding, and some of their heads were blown into watermelon naan—I knew that these were the deaths of those who had no internal strength and those who had internal strength, and they were also killed by that strange sound.

It had a pair of claws spread out on its upper body, and the hook fingers of one of the claws hung a bloody person, like a red maple leaf.

- It's the father.

Its hook fingertips twitched, pulling out the piercing father's chest. My father fell to the deck, struggling and wriggling like a worm. The top layer of the pile of corpses was pushed open, and a woman in blood climbed out and fell close to her wriggling father.

Their hands were clasped together. My father said something to her on and off, and she cast a look at the sea on my side.

Then they died of blood.

It silently stared at the corpses of its father and mother for a long time, let out a long groan, and rose into the sky. The Baizhang building ship split into two pieces and sank into the deep sea. None of the family members and slaves had any hope of survival.

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Readers, please let me, who is powerless to float on the sea, witnessing the tragic situation of the building ship, repeat the words in the note of "Sou Shen Ji":

"The dragon is also an insect, and it can still be ridden. However, there is a scale under his throat, and if a man picks it up, he will kill. ”

I finally realized what a mistake I had made in my ignorance, and I had lost the lives of everyone on board, including my beloved mother and my beloved robber father.

- My Silver Serpent Sword has just stabbed the most sensitive and inviolable part of a dragon's body.

The raging dragon killed a boatload of men to vent his anger.

"Plop. ”

I threw the Silver Serpent Sword into the deep sea.

It is said that this sword will protect my whole life,

I don't know if it really protects me.

But I know that it has lost the lives of a boatload of people.

I don't need it anymore.

There is no point in discussing my future survival as a matter of self-reliance.

I'm going to reunite with my father and mother in the underworld.

A rope caught me and pulled me up as I was about to dive.

"Young master, you can't take your life!

It's the voice of this idiot Honda. He's still alive? I'm going to cry.

Out of the undulating waves emerged a dhow, a spare dinghy for the building ship.

Honda stood on the string of the boat, skilfully scooping me up like a fisherman.

"Is anyone else alive?"

I asked breathlessly. In this case, one more person will have a little more hope, and I will have one more reason to live in this world.

"Miss Murong ordered me to save you. Fortunately, Miss Murong saw the opportunity and left early, and everyone else died. ”

- This slut lives a really nourishing life.

I saw a Murong Zhi concentrating on the helm. She changed into a hunting outfit, Yun Wei disbanded, her long hair was cut off, and she became a barbarian with broken hair, and she escaped as a female pirate.

"This time it's for the sake of my father-in-law to save you, and from then on we will be clear. If you want to jump into the sea, please do it yourself. ”

She said.

"I can't jump. ”

I'm going to live more nourishment than her, I'm going to live to her off!