Nie Ya was overjoyed, seeing that the knife was about to fall into his hand, but it fell downward, falling to the ground, leaving only a slight sound of metal hitting the ground, which slowly came into his ears.

After that, no matter how hard he tried, the knife did not move.

"Father, why doesn't it move?" Nie Ya somehow, he only felt that his qi was weak and hot, and he couldn't stop sweating on his forehead, and there seemed to be something missing in his body.

Nie Wushuang walked over with a smile and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's okay, your qi has run out, you don't need to practice anymore today." ”

"But I obviously feel that I still have strength!" Nie Ya clenched his fists, looking extremely unwilling.

"Haha, silly boy, don't be presumptuous. The first time you mobilize your true qi, you can shake the steel knife three feet away, which can already be regarded as a lot of qi! The remaining qi is used to maintain your body functions, it is difficult to mobilize, and it cannot be used indiscriminately, once you exceed the limit of your body, not only can it not have the effect of exercising, but you will have to worry about your life!"

"Oh, I see, when will my qi recover?"

"There is no hurry, different bodies are in different environments, and the recovery speed of qi is different. The higher the immortal qi, the faster the recovery will be, and vice versa. Although the immortal qi here in our family is not very sufficient, but your body is small, and the amount of qi is also small, go home and sleep well, tomorrow you should recover almost, and your qi will improve to a certain extent, silly son, continue to work hard tomorrow!"

"Well, I will definitely continue to work hard......" Nie Ya carried the knife and followed Nie Wushuang in a hurry and entered the house together.

After dinner, it was another difficult night. The familiar moonlight shone through the familiar screen window beside his bed. He lay quietly on the bed, but he couldn't sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, his senior sister's voice would always sound in his mind, "Senior brother, let's go......"

In the middle of the day, the time is approaching, and Nie Ya is still hazy and can't sleep steadily.

Suddenly, a particularly sharp voice sounded in my ears, "Hey, lazy, we can't sleep anyway, how about getting up and practicing?"

"Practice, what kind of exercises?" Nie Ya was not curious about where the voice came from at first.

"Of course, it's to absorb Yuehua!"

"Rijing Yuehua, go and absorb Yuehua?hmm~ Can you replenish the lost true qi?"

"That is, the yin and the small yang are the moonlight, 'the pure and true qi is in the palm of the hand, and there is no harm in nourishing all the benefits', this thing can quickly increase your qi. ”

"Really?" Nie Ya jumped out of bed and stood barefoot on the edge of the bed.

Completely sober, he began to wonder about the origin of that voice. He searched every corner of the room, but there was not a single figure, not even a ghost.

"Did I just dream?" Nie Ya asked himself secretly in his heart, "No, no! I haven't fallen asleep yet, how can I dream?"

Nie Ya sat cross-legged in the moonlight, and found that the moonlight was very close to the top of the mountain, and he wanted to cultivate faster and absorb a little more moonlight. But this is the same as fishing for the moon in the water and catching flowers in the mirror, although you can see it, you can't catch it and you can't touch it.

After sitting for a while, Nie Ya felt that apart from the slightest paralysis on his body, it was useless at all, and he sighed lightly: "Alas!

"You can try to immerse yourself in nature......"

"Ahh He was thrilled and quickly asked, "Who are you, and why are you helping me?"

"Who am I?I am you, you are me, hahaha......" He disappeared with a burst of arrogant laughter.

Nie Ya's eyes widened, and there was no one else in the room but himself.

"Do you want to blend in with nature, how do you blend in?" Nie Ya thought for a while, but still found nothing, and suddenly said, "Close your eyes first and ponder for a while." ”

After a moment, he heard the sharp voice again, "The first realm of integration into nature is self-forgetfulness. Imagine for a moment, there is no self in the whole room, this is just an open space, an open space illuminated by the moonlight, think slowly, don't be impatient......"

Nie Ya thought about it step by step according to what the voice said, and sure enough, an empty space appeared in his mind, there was no one in the room, and the whole world seemed to become empty in an instant, and then the surroundings were filled with energy.

They were like silk threads, constantly changing, and then slowly coalescing, and that was where he sits.

"What a strange feeling...... Nie Yan's body began to paralyze again, and finally lost all consciousness, leaving only shallow consciousness.

This feeling of disappearing couldn't help but make him feel a little magical, and at the same time very happy. It comes from the joy of success......

"Okay, the next realm, there is no self in the world, everywhere is my ......" The sharp voice sounded from Nie Ya's ears again, and he quickly woke up from the artistic conception.

When you open your eyes, you can clearly notice that your body is still there, but your body is still unconscious. At first, I was a little scared, but slowly, my consciousness began to return, but I still felt very light, as if I could float.

Nie Ya closed his eyes and wanted to continue practicing, but he heard two voices chatting, one was the same sharp voice, he said, "The moon has already set, and I can't practice today." ”

At this moment, Nie Ya's heart was indescribably happy and satisfied, because he had already achieved something, and at the same time, he was also very tired and wanted to go to sleep.

But who knew that an extremely rough voice said: "Lazy cat, the moon hasn't completely set, it's just blocked by the mountain, you climb to the top of the mountain, can't you continue to practice?"

"Is that really the case?" a shrill voice retorted, "Isn't that good!

"Do cultivators still care about that?"

"Let's go, ......."

A gust of cold wind embraced Nie Ya's arms, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was already on the way up the mountain, "What's the matter? How could I be here......"

His body involuntarily climbed upward, as if it was a gust of wind, and soon, he came to the top of the mountain.

There was a gentle stone at the very top, which seemed to have been noticed by him during the day, and for a moment, he wanted to sit on it, close his eyes, but he did not expect that he was actually sitting on it.

Although the moon has set in the west, it is clear that it is still a long way from completely setting.

Closing his eyes, a white cat appeared in Nie Ya's mind, sitting cross-legged like a human being, and making a sharp voice: "If you want to sit like this, your heart will be ...... to the sky."

According to its appearance, Nie Ya constantly adjusted his body to make it the same as it, and then meditated slowly, first entering a state of self-forgetfulness, and then everywhere was me......

He sat on the rocks, in the bushes, in the thorns, in mid-air, in the moonlight...... The higher and higher he sits, in the end there is only the moon and him......

"A lot of myself...... Countless self...... "The unconscious body began to have consciousness, and then it was very cold, very cold, "This moonlight is cold......"

A rough voice guided him, "You imagine that your navel starts to catch fire, and then it burns more and more, and finally the whole body is on fire, a little bit, you must slow down......"

"Yes......" Nie Ya replied softly in his artistic conception.

The sharp voice scolded: "Lao Tzu knows ......"

But as soon as the flame was raised, there was no sound, and a stream of warm air flowed out of the dantian, slowly swimming to the whole body, and then the whole body became relaxed.

In the artistic conception, he was full of raging fire. Suddenly, the moon disappeared in the mood, like a extinguished candle.

"What's going on?" Nie Ya opened his eyes from the horror, and the flames on his body disappeared at that moment.

The moon in the sky really went down this time, and it was gone. The shrill voice no longer appeared, and the rough voice no longer guided him, as if nothing had happened.

"Am I dreaming?" Nie Ya looked down at his hands, "No, if I dream, what is going on with the mountains and rivers in front of me?"

Nie Yan bit himself, and sure enough, he was unconscious, wooden, and he couldn't feel the pain at all. He smiled, "It's a dream, wake up quickly!" He closed his eyes again, plunging himself into darkness.

He knew that every time he dreamed, the darkest time was when he had to wake up. This time, he is going to wake himself up by going the other way and plunging himself into darkness.

Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes again, and he was still on the top of the mountain. And the body gradually became calm from warm, and then slowly became cold, and the bitten finger also hurt.