Since then, the ordinary has begun every hard practice. He knew very well that he had to rely on these skills to take revenge in the future, so he was extremely diligent in his cultivation, and he had to be urged by Chen Qingyun in person every time, and he would go to bed only when he was ordinary. Chen Qingyun couldn't help but be happy for him when he saw that he was cultivating diligently, and when he passed on his skills, he naturally did his best.

In the evening, the ordinary sat cross-legged as usual and slowly breathed in. When the inner breath was running to the ninth week, a turbid qi suddenly surged up in the dantian, coming straight to the chest. The ordinary person was slightly startled, and his inner breath burst out, and he actually pressed all the turbidity into his abdomen. When the turbid qi enters the abdomen, it no longer comes out, but like a wild cat, it keeps scurrying around in the ordinary belly.

"Didn't I practice wrong?" Ordinary felt a pang in his heart, and suddenly remembered what Chen Qingyun said:

"Any sect in the world attaches great importance to the path of Qi training. If you remember the spell mantra incorrectly, or if your cultivation is slow, it doesn't matter. It's just that when practicing qi, you must not blindly seek speed and be greedy for merit, otherwise, not only will it be difficult to grow, but it will be easy to go mad. It can be a quadriplegic and a life-threatening injury. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sweat coldly, and said in my heart: "I usually cultivate so diligently, this, this, is it because I have gone mad?" Suddenly, the ordinary screamed and fell straight down.

After another moment, Ping felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he woke up in pain. He crossed his body, touched his chest with one hand, pressed the other on top of his head, and breathed slowly. The posture of luck is vaguely the appearance of practicing qi. Ordinary exhale three times, take a breath, and silently recite in your heart: "The eyes do not see but the soul is in the liver, the ears do not hear but the essence is in the kidneys, the tongue is not born but the spirit is in the heart, the nose is not fragrant but the spirit is in the lungs, and the limbs are not moving but the intention is in the spleen." From the heart to the knack, refining oneself to return to the ......" These sentences he read were exactly the cultivation mantras taught by Chen Qingyun.

After sitting quietly like this for a long time, the turbid air became bigger and bigger, and gradually like a balloon that blew up, it propped up the ordinary stomach. Ordinary exhale again and again, to expel this turbid air from the body. However, the turbidity seems to have taken root in the ordinary belly, and it can't be expelled no matter what. Ordinary clutched his stomach, and a look of despair slowly appeared in his eyes.

After another while, the turbidity became bigger and bigger, and Pingfan gradually felt a tumbling in his stomach, and he opened his mouth several times to vomit, but he couldn't vomit. The turbidity rushed and collided, and it was never able to be vented, so it returned to the dantian, and swam all the way to the perineum through the acupoints of the Du Mai. Ordinary was full of panic, who knew that there was a tingling pain on the perineum acupoint, and then only heard a muffled sound of "poof", and the turbid gas was discharged along the valve, and it actually became a strange smelly fart. Ordinary people were smoked by this stinky fart, and they almost wanted to faint. But he was weak at this time, even if he wanted to cover his nose, he couldn't.

After a full cup of tea, the severe pain in the abdomen was not as obvious as before. However, this pain did not subside, but like mercury, it slowly flowed from the dantian in the lower abdomen to the whole body. Wherever the "mercury" flows, it must have stirred up a burst of soreness, followed by bursts of tearing pain. Ordinary gritted his teeth and tried not to let himself scream. But there was a voice in my heart that kept shouting, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

I don't know how long it took, but the pain gradually faded, and the limbs regained sensation one after another. Ping Fan took a few deep breaths and was relieved to know that he had not suffered internal injuries. When he looked down, he saw that his whole body was wet, as if he had been newly picked up in the water. The whole body was still trembling a little, and his physical strength was almost overdrawn. The original pale cyan shirt also seemed to be frozen at this time, and a thin layer of black stains was newly formed!

Ping Fan took off his outer robe, looked at the stains on his clothes, and said strangely: "I took a shower yesterday, why are my clothes still so dirty? Could it be that I was so concentrated on cultivation that I forgot to freshen up?"

Ordinary people never thought that this seemingly inconspicuous little thing today was actually the first step he took on the road of cultivation.

It turns out that the way of cultivating the truth is divided into: practicing qi, building a foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, and transforming gods. Each level of realm is divided into several levels. In terms of qi training alone, it is divided into nine levels: induction, qi collection, guidance, fetal breath, entering the body, condensation, bigu, immortal travel, and returning to the truth. Those who are new to the Tao are learning this method of breathing, breathing, and carrying and guiding. The ordinary qualifications are extremely poor, and the spiritual roots are miscellaneous and impure, so it was only at this time that he broke through the first layer of qi cultivation and stepped into the realm of qi extraction.

As for the sharp pain that caused him to be worse than death, it was actually the proper appearance when he was successful in practicing qi and breaking through the realm -- to know the way of cultivating the truth, it was really acting against the sky. At the beginning of Qi training, in fact, what was cultivated was not an illegal technique, but the basic kung fu of easy tendons and bones, hair and marrow. How can he not be painful if he wants to tear apart the veins and veins in his body with the aura of heaven and earth, widen them, and then reshape them? And the stains on his clothes, as well as the incomparably smelly fart, were caused by the excretion of filth when he broke through the realm.

The ninth layer of qi training is the process of constantly tempering the muscles and veins with the aura of heaven and earth, cutting hair and washing the marrow. Every time you break through, you have to endure the severe pain of breaking the veins and reshaping. The more the veins widen, the greater the pain. This is also an important reason why although there are many cultivators, few have achieved success. Ordinary people are young, so they naturally don't know this truth. But his surname was resolute, and he forced himself to stand down with a stubborn will. When the pain dissipated, it was as if he had been tortured, and after a short time, he fell asleep groggily.

He usually said that he cultivated alone, and he had never been a person who refused to ask people - so even he himself was at a loss in the past six months of cultivation. It's just that after a long time, I slowly got used to it.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed, and Ping Fan has grown into a sturdy boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. In the past two years, Shen Tianhe and Meng Feiyan have also come to the realm a few times to inquire about ordinary cultivation. However, for some reason, Ordinary is obviously very diligent, but he can't even perform a three-layer Qi cultivation technique. As for spells such as palm thunder and water condensation, they can't touch the slightest edge. After such a few times, Shen Tianhe beat and scolded, and saw that he had never made any progress, and in addition to being discouraged, Suo gave up his thoughts, only gave Chen Qingyun a few words, and never came again. Only Meng Feiyan took pity on him for being lonely, not only did he not blame him in the slightest, but instead made some food every now and then, and ordered Shen Qingli to send it to the ordinary. Shen Qingli ushered in every time he was sent, but the object of the meal was this ugly-looking, wood-brained junior brother, and he was naturally scolded and scolded for a long time. Ordinary people read the benefits of Meng Feiyan, and they can endure her, and they have never blushed with her. After a long time, Shen Qingli was naturally a little embarrassed, and every time she scolded him, she would give him some pointers before leaving.

Three months later, Chen Qingyun passed on another talisman to him-Divine Technique. This Divine Movement is of extremely low grade, and it is extremely simple to use. When you use it, you only need to recite the spell and pour the mana on the rune paper into your legs, and you will naturally walk like flying, which is the most brisk and effortless. It took more than a month to barely practice.

For several months, Chen Qingyun never came again. Ordinary people meditate and practice qi, and gradually feel more and more bored. When I was bored, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration in my head, and thought: "The third senior brother refuses to teach me the spells of the Shangqing Palace, can't I learn the skills of Master Chenzi?"

(PS: These two chapters are mainly about the basic theory of cultivation, and you can skip if you don't like it.) In this chapter, I laid a small foreshadowing for the next leap - the magic of the gods. From the Divine Movement Technique to the advanced Spell of the ordinary cultivation later, it is a process of progression. I like to foreshadow step by step, and then slowly unfold, flat and straightforward novels, rather than elementary school students' memoirs, I don't bother to write. Let the pig's feet lay a good foundation, the stronger the foundation in the front, the more amazing the explosion and leap in the back. As for what makes him infinitely awesome from the beginning, go out and turn right, and press "X" in the upper right corner. ）