Han Sheng had been very busy lately, he had been cultivating the Barbarian Emperor Decision every morning until he was exhausted and lying in the stream, and then he had used his contemplation to construct the Shangqing Sword Qi in his mind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingyun asked him to first visualize the four words "Shang, Qing, Dao, and Xuan", and then comprehend the sword qi from it. But Han Sheng has only seen the plaque once in the Shangqing Palace, and many details are not clear, and it is impossible to visualize it for dozens of days.

By the time the body is back enough to walk, it's often afternoon. Han Sheng returned to the Bamboo Tower and began to practice the Wuji Golden Pill Technique and the Imperial Sword Technique, the Imperial Sword Technique was extremely easy to practice, but the Wuji Golden Pill Technique was a trouble.

Wuji Jindan Jue is the only way to build Jindan in Shushan, which is characterized by Dan having no nature and the Tao is born from the heart. What kind of mental constitution you are, what kind of golden pill is condensed. For a physique like Han Sheng, Shushan has no precedent to teach, but Emei does, but unfortunately it broke up two hundred years ago.

The head of Qingsong entrusted it to Qingyun, and Qingyun had no choice but to let Han Sheng explore his own way. He used the few drops of mana left by the aura rotation in his body to barely form a core, and then used the mana from the next aura operation to continuously fill the core. As long as the speed of Jindan filling exceeds the loss, one day it will become a solid pill, and then carve one or two, and attach its own avenue, it will be a real person of Jindan.

Han Sheng's situation at this time was like a math problem, one side kept entering the aura transformation mana, and the other side continued to emit and drain. And all Han Sheng had to do was to let the number of entries exceed the loss, and then use the residual mana to condense the golden pill. He calculated the answer, at his current speed, considering that his body was gradually strengthening, it would take about six years to Ning Dan. Coupled with the carving of the attached way, it really takes ten years!

During this time, he began to take the White Tiger Qi Replenishing Pill he took at Tongming Peak, and his body became stronger and stronger. Most of the twenty-one-year-old young monks are handsome and weak. And because of Han Sheng's long-term body refining and cultivation, his arms were even thicker than their thighs, and he completely turned into a muscular hunk. A punch was struck, and the mulberry tree that the two of them hugged silently broke directly, and one hand could pull up the weeping willow. Coupled with the martial arts he learned, at least he had the power to protect himself.

The fake golden pill in his body still didn't move, Han Sheng went to ask Qingyun, and Qingyun made him relax. Although this "golden pill" contains great risks, it is also a huge opportunity. As long as Han Sheng condensed the Jin Dan, he broke the seal and forcibly refined it, the vast and pure aura and Dragon Yuan inside would directly push him to the peak of the Jin Dan, and even break through the Yuan Infant!

After all, there are only three real levels of cultivation: Jindan, Transforming Gods, and Crossing Tribulations. As long as the rest are not stupid, they can slowly break through with accumulation.

But these three levels require talent, comprehension and luck, all of which are indispensable.

Among the three levels, Jin Dan is the top priority. A person's golden pill, in addition to condensing and polishing, the most important thing is to integrate into one's own avenue, that is, what you want to do and think you should do. The clearer a person's avenue is, the better the Jindan will be, and the cultivation will naturally go smoothly.

It can be said that when a person condenses into a golden pill, he has already decided how to take the path of his life.

If you forcibly violate the avenue that melts into Jindan, it is like when you swore to punish evil, promote good, and uphold justice, but later burn, kill, loot, and do all evil, forgetting Ningdan's original intention. You can still practice, but it's just half the effort, and it's hard to break through.

"So," Qingyun said lightly, "Han Sheng, don't rush Ning Dan." Ask your heart, have you ever thought of your own way?"

"My way?" Han Sheng whispered to himself, "Missing, warm, free, free?"

"I advise you not to use the Loose Escape. Qingyun's voice suddenly sounded: "The smaller the Jindan Avenue, the better, once the Jindan Avenue is too large, just like what you just said, no one can not disobey." ”

"Freedom?" Qingyun sneered: "These two avenues have been used by thousands of people since ancient times, and in the end they either did nothing in their lives, or died like moths to a fire. ”

"Moths to the fire?" Han Sheng smiled, his mind was full of memories, but he said quietly: "Since that's the case, then I'll go back and think about it." ”

"Go ahead," Qingyun waved her hand, "It's okay to go out for a walk." The more people and things you see, the clearer the path you believe in. ”

Han Sheng turned to leave, and suddenly stopped as he walked out of the bamboo building and looked at Qingyun.

"Elder, what kind of avenue did you integrate into Jindan back then?"

Qingyun leaned against the pile of books, the wine jar rolled on the ground, he looked up at the cobwebs in the corner, and said after being silent for a long time: "Guard." ”

Han Sheng's heart felt unspeakably sour, and he bowed to Qingyun at the door, and gently closed the wooden door.

Qingyun stretched out his hand to touch the wine jar, and suddenly heard a young man shouting: "I want to protect all the people I love and love me, this is my Qingyun's Jin! Dan!

"Smack!" the jar shattered to the ground, the remnants of the wine splashing on his book. Qingyun hurriedly wiped it, but saw that the book cover was already soaked, so he did not hesitate to press it in his arms and dry it with body temperature.

Han Sheng heard the sound and returned to the bamboo building, and saw Qingyun carrying a few wet books in his arms, Qingyun explained: "The wine jar was accidentally broken and wet my books. These books are very useful, not only to increase knowledge, but also to pass the time. ”

Han Sheng silently came in to clean up the ground, swept the debris out, and mopped the ground dry.

Qingyun was lying on the floor humming a song, the melody was melodious, and the book was glued to his body. Han Sheng went out and glanced at him, without saying a word.

The high-spirited Shushan genius two hundred years ago has fallen to this point.

The days returned to the previous track again, and Han Sheng made a plan for himself: concentrate on refining the body during the day, cultivate the golden pill at night, and constantly visualize the four characters of the Shangqing Dao Xuan, and the mana operation cannot be stopped. For a while, there were many mistakes. Fortunately, after a long time, I gradually got used to it.

That evening, Han Sheng was lying in the stream, letting the water and aura wash over his aching body, his mind constantly contemplating. Those four words have almost condensed into an entity, as long as they are successfully condensed, they can begin to comprehend the sword intent in them.

The sun sets, the sky is full of red clouds, the wind blows the willows, and the stream is murmuring. The beauty of early summer enchants the birds and forgets to sing. Han Sheng was enjoying this rare quiet and peaceful, when a discordant voice suddenly sounded in front of the mountain: "Stupid big one, get out of here!"

Han Sheng frowned, was she a wind kite? Wasn't she ordered by the head of the sect to go back to the mountain to practice? She thought that the previous things had been written off, why did she come to watch the sky peak again?

"Don't think I won't find it if you hide!" "Wind Kite shouted, "Xiaobai, find it for me!"

"Roar!" the roar of the tiger shook the mountains and forests, and the birds perched in the forest were frightened and flew up. A huge white shadow rushed towards the stream, Han Sheng squinted, the fishy wind was blowing in his face, it was actually a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, and it pounced on Han Sheng fiercely!

Han Sheng had just finished refining his body, and his muscles were sore at the moment, and his hands and feet were weak. But in the face of this tiger, he had no fear, and he didn't even dodge, he only said one sentence: "Elder, are you just watching?"

With a long sigh, the tiger's body suddenly stopped, its eyes rolled in panic, and its body was frozen in midair. Qingyun walked out of the bamboo building and said helplessly: "Little kite, you are not staying in Chaoyuan Peak, what are you doing in Guantian Peak?"

Feng Kite said angrily: "Why does he want to train with us? Does he have Jindan? Does he have strength? Even a tiger has to be shot by you, and he can't go down the mountain to experience at all!"

"What kind of experience?" Han Sheng stood up from the stream, picked up the towel on the shore and wiped it, draped his robe on his body, and slowly walked out of the stream.

"Ahh ”

Feng Kite's little face turned red: "You are my uncle, but that guy has nothing to do with me, and he actually polluted my eyes!"

Han Sheng fastened his belt and said lightly: "This is Guantian Peak, what I want to do has nothing to do with you." ”

"Hmph!" Wind Kite glared at him viciously, turned his head and said with a bitter face: "Uncle Shi, why do you want this guy to keep up? Our mission is related to demons, and the risk is very high, in case something happens, wouldn't I be sorry for you~"

Han Sheng glanced at Qingyun, he was explaining to Feng Kite, but under the coquettish and willful nature of the other party, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

"I!no!whatever!" the kite yelled, "I hate him, I don't want to see him, I just want to get as far away from him as possible!"

Qingyun lamented: "Little kite, the head has already decided, and it can't be changed." ”

"Who said that," the wind kite pouted, "as long as he takes the initiative to give up, he can change it." ”

Han Sheng frowned on the side and said, "Do you have to go down the mountain to practice?"

The wind kite immediately shook his head, like a rattle: "Not necessarily, absolutely not." ”

Qingyun said: "But going down the mountain to experience is helpful for cultivation, and Shushan usually sends a Jin Dan to lead a disciple to enhance friendship and gain experience in slaying demons and demons." The most important thing is to leave the Xianmen faction and comprehend your own way in the red dust, which is of great help to Ning Dan. ”

Han Sheng was silent for a moment and then said, "Then I'll go down the mountain to practice." ”

"Who do you think you are?" Wind Kite was furious: "You want to come with us, pick me up three times!"

Han Sheng sneered: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"You!" Looking at Han Sheng's cold eyes, Feng Kite was inexplicably weak, she bit her lower lip and clenched her fists, and suddenly turned her head and ran: "As long as you go to the trial, you will definitely regret it!"

Han Sheng was dismissive of this.

Qingyun shook her head and sighed: "They won't do anything to you, after all, they are the same family." Wind kite, this girl has been lawless since she was a child, and when you get along with her in the future, you can go with it, and if you can't go with it, go farther. ”

Han Sheng said lightly: "I don't care, the current refining body and mana have reached a bottleneck, just go down the mountain to see new things and seek a breakthrough." ”

Qingyun instructed: "When you go down the mountain with your disciples tomorrow, you will draw lots to distribute them. No matter what Jindan disciples you draw, remember to be respectful, after all, you are still new disciples, and you need the protection of those Jindan disciples when you walk outside. ”

Han Sheng shrugged: "I still know this, and I have to respect my seniors." ”

Qingyun smiled: "I don't think you have much respect for me as a senior. ”

Han Sheng replied: "That's because you don't take your own junior." ”

Qingyun laughed and walked into the bamboo building.

The sun sets, the stars are all over the sky, and the sound of flowing water is like a jade plate rolling ball beside the stream in the dead of night, crisp and beautiful. And in mid-air, there was a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, and its eyes were rolling wildly, but unfortunately no one saw it.

This is a miserable tiger, and when it finally gets out of trouble, it will no longer be near a stream or jump and bite for the rest of its life.

As for how long it stayed above that creek, God knows, only it knows.

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