Another property of remoteness is calm.

For Annan County, which has always lived in seclusion, it has always been peaceful, whether it is the secular world or the cultivation world.

The turmoil outside can't reach here.

Basically, there will be no turmoil here, and it can spread to the outside world.

So in a sense, it can also be said that this place is a "peach blossom spring", "I don't know if there is a Han, regardless of Wei and Jin".

This may be a kind of happiness for the secular world, but for the spiritual world, well, it is actually a kind of happiness, but the core of this happiness is inevitably insufficient.

It reacted to Gu Huaimin, the master of the Four Seas Gate, to Cheng Shao'an, the master of the Baji Hall, and to Ye Nanping, the master of the Zihua Pavilion...... Reflecting on the ground-level cultivators of all the forces in Annan County, that is, in addition to "overpowering" and "stabilizing" inside and outside the sect, it is "difficult to peace" after all.

Whether they are the sect master, the hall master, the pavilion master, or the elder deacon, etc., they are first and foremost cultivators.

How can a practitioner be indifferent to the practice?

Even those who are wandering outside because of the long-term stagnation of their spiritual practice, whether they are interested in fame, fortune or power, or concentrating on cultivating some juniors, deep in their hearts, there is a dream that does not need to be spoken.

The most in that dream is the shouting, unwillingness.

But this cry can't really be shouted, and it's the same with unwillingness.

To whom?

What to shout?

There is not an actual "adversary" or "enemy" to accuse.

If you really want to complain, if you can't get it, they first have to accuse themselves, because who made your qualifications not good to a certain extent?

When the time passes, the years get older, the cry and unwillingness are also hidden in the heart, and gradually retreat to the place where they seem to forget, and then begin to "enjoy" the peace, living a life that does not seem to change much for ten years, twenty years, Chinese New Year's Eve years, and a hundred years.

But this is only the former Annan.

The current Annan, even if they want to be calm, how can they calm down?

Because everything outside the body is surging.

Xu Yishan is in retreat, and as we all know, when this person reappears, he is most likely a heavenly step.

Nanping Xiu has been in retreat, and it is also known that this person is also moving towards the heavenly level, I don't know when, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, there may be news that this person has also been promoted to the heavenly level.

Xu Yishan said that after all, he was a disciple of the Heavenly Rank, and he was not the same as these small county monks who had no roots.

But Nanping Xiu, who used to be the same as them, also has no roots!

Yes, the Lanshui Sect is a large sect, it is said that there are subsects in Nanzhou, there are upper sects in the emperor, and the general sect is in other places I don't know.

However, if there are really any great resources, Nanping Xiu has been shrinking here like them for more than a hundred years? She is not like Xu Yishan sitting in Annan!

And all the changes, all the ups and downs, tracing back to the roots, seem to ......

Don't seem to be there.

It's from Xu Tonghui!

Gu Huaimin and others still don't know his origin, but one thing is confirmed, that is, this is at least a "child of the heavenly order" like Xu Yishan.

At least!

Xu Tonghui has been in Annan County for three years.

During these three years, all the troubles in the county were caused by him.

But he himself seems to be stained with the imprint of Annan's past, and it is deeply contaminated, and then he shows great calm.

Is Xu Tonghui calm?

Be!

Externally, internally, too.

But behind the calm, there is a gradual deepening of the understanding of the practice and the gradual establishment of the system of the practice.

From "entourage" to "attendant", and then to "disciple", he finally became a disciple of the young master, although he still called the young master, but he could also really call him "teacher", Xu Tonghui's heart finally really settled down.

Then he really devoted himself to the practice without any distractions.

Follow the young master's teachings.

At the request of the young master, he began to write something called a "thesis".

"Talk about your understanding of spiritual practice, Condensing Qi. ”

Thinking of what happened three years ago, Xu Tonghui still feels that it is a nightmare, and the most terrifying thing is that this nightmare does not know how long it will last.

I'm all through the pulse, so it shouldn't be too difficult to summarize my understanding of the Condensation Realm, right?

I still remember that at that time, Xu Tonghui was trembling but actually full of confidence to carry out this task, and did his best to complete the task, after handing it over to the young master, the young master looked at it lightly, and then said: "3 points." ”

After a pause, he added, "Ten points overall." ”

"Huh?"

Xu Tonghui was completely stupid.

"Redo. ”

The young master said again.

These two words then turned into a deadly noose, put on Xu Tonghui's neck, and gradually began to tighten.

"Redo. ”

"Redo. ”

"Redo. ”

......

Over and over again, over and over again.

Xu Tonghui went from full of self-confidence to lack of self-confidence, then from self-confidence to doubt, from doubt to confusion, from confusion to loss, and then from decline to collapse, and then to numbness.

But no matter what he does, after every submission, what is waiting for is always those faint two words.

"Redo. ”

How many times has it been repeated?

Ten times, twenty times, or thirty times?

Xu Tonghui couldn't remember it clearly, and then finally one time, what he was waiting for was no longer "redo", but "but." ”

At that moment, Xu Tonghui almost doubted his ears.

He really thinks he's misheard!

But the fact is that I heard it correctly, because the young master repeated it again, "It's okay, barely, this time I can score 6 points." ”

Although it is only six points, the total is ten.

But......

At that moment, Xu Tonghui felt that he had gone straight to the Holy Realm from the depths of the underworld, and suddenly rose to the peak where he could not rise again, and under the extreme agitation of emotions, for a while, he couldn't do any reaction and action.

By the time he came back to his senses, the young master was no longer around.

It was also completely dusk.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, the breeze was in the court, and in the sound of gurgling water through the courtyard, Xu Tonghui came back to his senses, but he fell into his mind again.

Calm down.

That night, he stood outside the pavilion until early in the morning.

That night, he forgot to cultivate, and forgot the almost omnipresent "qi" in his body, but the qi and blood were like a breeze, like flowing water, and his body was like a courtyard, flowing and wandering in a way that seemed extremely simple but also seemed extremely complex.

When the morning light came, the veins in his body, like the lines on the leaves, reflected in his heart.

"I've really stepped into the Pulse Realm?"

After being stunned, Xu Tonghui was surprised, ecstatic, and a little unbelievable.

But the real unbelievability wasn't this, but three days later.

Three days later, the qi and blood gathered on their own without luck, gathered on their own, gathered at the bottom of Xu Tonghui's left foot, and then under the agitation, it was like a wind surge, like water seepage.

What is it?

Xu Tonghui had an answer in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

I can't believe it!

And in the dream of that day, he received a lesson from the young master.

"As you can imagine. ”

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