"Nie Ya, my father wants you to swear that no matter how bumpy the road ahead is, you are not allowed to hate this world, let alone kill innocents. Be a hero who saves the world and be kind to the common people. Nie Wushuang gently stroked his son's head, serious and gentle. "Maybe they've hurt you, but only because of their insignificance and ignorance. Promise your father, maybe you are not happy, but don't care, don't complain, because you are a strong man in this heaven and earth, a man born with great strength......"

Nie Ya nodded, "Father, I see. ”

"Well, when you know it, make me an oath, raise the three fingers of your left hand: nameless, middle finger, and index finger, face the moon, and swear. ”

"Okay", Nie Ya slowly raised the three fingers of his left hand, staring intently at the moon, "I swear, no matter how bumpy the future is, I will not hate this world, and I will never kill innocents indiscriminately." To be a kind person......"

Nie Ya said that his father was satisfied, so he dared to remove his fingers, hugged his shoulders, and looked at the mountains, rivers, flowers and plants in the distance stupidly.

Nie Wushuang showed a pleased smile on his face, and suddenly took out his steel knife from his arms and swiped it with his hand, "Nie Ya, from today onwards, I will officially teach you martial arts to my father." ”

When Nie Ya saw his father suddenly take out the knife, he fell in fright, and almost fell into the pond, and he couldn't help but be a little happy when he heard that his father was going to teach him martial arts. smiled: "But I want to cultivate soul power, and I heard my sister say that the real strong people are all people who cultivate soul power." ”

Nie Wushuang laughed loudly, "Is it? A real strongman, what does it mean to be a real strong?" said a wave of the steel knife in his hand, the blade was like the wind, rolling up a wave of water in the pool, followed by two more knives, resting a few long distances, the two white blades cut through the startled waves, as if opening a wall in the air.

Nie Ya was shocked, he couldn't imagine that when his father held the knife in his hand, the move he used was so powerful. In my heart, I couldn't help but recall my sister's words, "The masters of the Heavenly Master Dao Ancestor level are all achieved through soul cultivation......"

"Father, Heavenly Master Dao Ancestor or something, is it so powerful?"

Nie Wushuang's face suddenly faded, and he muttered for a moment, "Silly boy, do a good job in the moment! Those things are not for you and me to think about." ”

"Oh oh!" Nie Ya nodded bitterly, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Seeing that his son was a little disappointed, Nie Wushuang didn't seem to take his sword skills seriously, so he angrily poked the knife to the ground, and said "Bang", "You know what a fart! With your current level, you still want to cultivate your soul?"

Nie Ya looked at his father silently, not daring to speak.

Nie Wushuang snorted twice with his nose, and then said: "Qi cultivation, the amount of qi affects whether the caster can successfully perform the spell, the more qi is used, and the more powerful the technique is cast." Therefore, the same technique will have different power in the hands of different people. For example, our family's knife technique, I use one thing, and your grandfather uses it another......"

"Oh!" Nie Ya nodded.

Nie Wushuang said: "Cultivating the soul, the body is the foundation of life, and the spirit is the source of strength. The number of first repairs, the second level of cultivation, and the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth are a total of four levels. However, no matter how powerful you are, the martial arts you don't understand are like stupid cows and wooden donkeys, and you can only be slaughtered by others. ”

"Hmm, martial arts, what are martial arts?" Nie Ya slightly lifted his spirit.

Nie Wushuang became proud, and then replied: "Stupid, martial arts are fighting skills, for example, our family's sword technique is a kind of martial arts, do you understand?"

Nie Ya nodded, "Understood, what about soul cultivation?"

"Cultivating souls, soul power can use both soul magic and spells. The Lord is divided into two kinds, one is to cultivate yang and the other is to cultivate yin. Yang cultivators, also known as Shuntian cultivation, are allowed by this world. The lower part is divided into six paths, up to the heavenly position. The six realms are the Heavenly Path, the Humane Path, the Asura Path, the Animal Path, the Hungry Ghost Path, and the Hell Path. After each consummation, it is necessary to cross the tribulation, and when the person crosses the tribulation, he will fall into an illusion, and waking up from the illusion means that the tribulation is successful, and if he does not wake up, he will fail. After the consummation of the six realms, it will be automatically promoted to the small heavenly position, and it will be necessary to cross the immortal tribulation. also into illusions. After the completion of the small heavenly position, he ascended to the middle heaven position and crossed the heavenly tribulation. After the Middle Heaven Position, it is the High Heaven Holy Position, also known as a heavy heaven, and the calamity that needs to be crossed is even more terrifying. Further up are the two heavens, and the realm should be at the primary level of the Heavenly Master. To the Fifth Heaven, close to Dao Ancestor, but at that time it didn't matter whether it was Dao Ancestor or not, the important thing was that he already had that strength. Nie Wushuang said as he spoke, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of envy.

Nie Yan smirked and scratched his head, "Dad, what if it is a hundred heavens of cultivation?"

"Fart!" Nie Wushuang couldn't hold back, and patted Nie Ya's head again, "At the end of Xiuyang, it's thirty-three heavens, how can it reach a hundred?

"Oh oh!" replied with a smile on his face.

Nie Wushuang let out a long sigh and continued: "Those who can cultivate to the thirty-three heavens should be Tianzun, which is unique in ancient and modern times. Ju Wei's father knows that there is only one person in the entire immortal dust, and he is the ancestor of the opening of the sky, the ancient Buddha of Tongtian. Other than that, I didn't even cultivate to the tenth heaven. How hard is it to know this time?"

Nie Ya nodded excitedly, "Uh-huh, what about Yin cultivation?"

Nie Wushuang cried and replied, "Ah! Yin cultivation is forbidden. ”

"Why is it forbidden?" asked Nie Ya, scratching his head, puzzled.

Nie Wushuang sighed and said with a wry smile: "Because it's difficult! Moreover, cultivating Yang is already dangerous enough, and it is not a good thing." Cultivating yin can be described as a catastrophe. ”

"It's so difficult?" Nie Ya looked at his father in surprise.

Nie Wushuang said: "Cultivating Yin is also known as the cultivation prison, one purgatory and ten heavens, ten purgatory and one hundred passes, this is the difficulty of the cultivation prison. Do you still want to cultivate your soul?"

Nie Ya smirked and gave an affirmative answer without hesitation, "Yes, I want to think so much, Dad, you teach me how to cultivate!"

"Ahh He had only heard of these Taoisms, but he had never even seen them, let alone cultivated them. If he knew how to cultivate, he wouldn't have to plough the fields in Rhino Town.

He patted Nie Ya's shoulder lightly and said, "Silly boy, don't dream! Even if you do, don't try it lightly, because it's too dangerous. In addition, the father also has to tell you one thing, whether it is soul cultivation or soul cultivation, you must start with qi training. Although Dad didn't know the specific cultivation methods of the two, he saw that the cultivation of the children of those famous families also started from Qi training. It seems to be called something that nourishes the soul with qi and dissipates the soul with spirit...... Anyway, Dad doesn't know, you'd better not be too ambitious, you have to start from the basics, you know?"

Nie Ya was slightly relieved, and nodded frequently, "It turns out that Qi training is the foundation! Okay, Dad, you can teach me Qi training first!"

Nie Wushuang looked at his son and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, qi moves with thoughts." You first think about attaching your qi to the hilt of the knife, and then try to shake it. ”

"Well, okay, I'll try. Nie Ya said, adding his mind to his left hand, thinking of shaking the hilt with his breath. But the power was as if it didn't exist, and the knife was stuck in the ground, and it didn't change in the slightest.

Nie Wushuang shook his head, "Sure enough, it's still not good, your qi is not strong enough." Look at my ......" said as he raised his hand, and the handle of the knife was like a silk thread tied to it, and he lifted it lightly and flew back into his hand with a swish.

Nie Ya's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he walked over and stroked the handle of the knife, "There is really no silk thread tied!"

Nie Wushuang smiled proudly: "Of course, this is how to suck it in with qi." ”

Nie Ya couldn't help asking, "Then how can I make my qi as strong as my father's?"

Nie Wushuang stroked his beard and said with an arrogant smile: "This is naturally to constantly exercise your qi." Come, keep adding thoughts......" he said and thrust the knife into the ground again.

This time, Nie Ya grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, focusing all his energy on one point, thinking that the hilt of the knife flew into his hand.

Sure enough, in the absence of wind, the knife began to shake, slowly shifting in the direction of the Nie Tooth.

Nie Wushuang was slightly surprised when he saw this, and continued to encourage him, not only to boost Nie Yan's morale, but also to let him learn how to concentrate in the face of external interference.

For the demented Nie Tooth, resisting external distractions seems to be unusually simple. Because he is often like this, especially when he is in class, no matter how Gao Shi asks questions and how wonderful and humorous he speaks, he thinks about things in his heart, and he can't listen to half a sentence when his name is not mentioned.

Today is no exception, as soon as Nie Ya enters the state, there is only the handle of the knife in his eyes. Seeing that it began to shake, he was a little surprised for a while, although he was a little slack, but he quickly concentrated his energy again, "Come on...... Here it ......."

With a pop, the blade automatically pulled out of the dirt, led by the hilt, and flew in the direction of Nie Yan.