The concept of age is important in this difficult situation, but not that important.
After all, if natural disasters and man-made disasters are not included, as long as the innate person is cultivated, unless the aging of the "heart" causes the Qi and blood to decline, or the "destiny" added life span ends, the natural lifespan of the vast majority of innate people will allow them to live as long as they want. live.
Age is therefore linked to experience, which in turn is related to a person's state of mind.
Although older Xiantian people may not necessarily have wide knowledge, after all, they do not have the corresponding strength. Walking in the world is just a "death". There is a big difference between practicing in the mountains for a thousand years and walking in the world of mortals for a thousand years.
However, most of the knowledgeable innate people are not young, and they are even quite strong. Every one of them is an old man.
In the past, Ji Wuxia lost to Huangjian Guchen in the sword duel, largely because she was too "young" and not calm enough.
This aspect is not like combat experience, which can be accumulated quickly through constant fighting with others. The safest way is to walk more, watch more, read more, and use your time to get through it.
Of course, this does not mean that there are no quick fixes, but it is not safe to take the wrong approach. For example, after experiencing several major failures in a row, you will come out a completely different person. If you cannot come out, wasting your life will be the best outcome.
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The two people holding hands were walking along the mountain path, following a wisp of fragrance.
After a while, a plum forest came into view. The breeze blew by, blowing off the branches with a faint fragrance. The plum blossoms rustled and sounded with the wind.
It's so gorgeous that it's hard to see it. It's so fragrant that you can only smell it from a distance.
The spring breeze is also full of emotions, so I picked out the branches and gave them to you.
Ji Wuxia stretched out his hand to catch a fallen plum blossom, and the delicate fragrance quickly filled his palm, slipping from the gaps between his fingers and dotting his heart in strands.
"Flawless."
A soft call in her ear interrupted her thoughts. When she turned around, she saw his gentle smile and his soft tone:
"How about just resting here for a few days?"
I don't know since when, he would always take her to "accidentally enter" various plum forests. The reason for using "accidentally" is because neither of them let their senses go out, and they always followed a wisp of fragrance. It comes naturally.
At this moment, a waterfall suddenly appeared in the distance and flowed backwards. A special image was brewing, and the water condensed into strings.
"There is no magic circle around. Is this a place with an owner?"
Without waiting for any doubt, the sound of extremely fast strings was heard, and the purity and uprightness were mixed with a trace of discordant chaos.
It was this trace of disharmony that caused the nature of the piano sound to change suddenly. Unprepared, Ji Wuxia suddenly felt the true energy in his Dantian rushing forward, passing through Shenque, passing through Shanzhong, and was about to reach Baihui.
"Meditation."
At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang's figure moved instantly, and his sword fingers connected with several key points on Ji Wuxia's body to help her smooth out the chaotic true energy.
Then, Wanhe Pine Wind appeared, using his left arm as a support, he picked the strings with his right index finger.
Zheng——!
Ten thousand people are singing in unison, the storm is swept away, the mighty Confucian voice spreads, and a sine sound is blocked.
And in the distant sky, the source of string sound——
Thousands of feet of red spring falls, and the distance is half purple; the rushing water flows down the trees, and sheds heavy clouds.
He saw a handsome young man sitting cross-legged, with white hair tied high, and a seven-stringed guqin lying horizontally on his knees. His whole body was in disorder, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.
A wave of great strength rushed forward along with the sound of the piano, causing the waterfall to flow backwards. The hands that plucked the strings became faster and faster, and they were already in a state of obsession.
At this moment, I could only hear faint piano music coming from afar. No joy or sorrow could be heard. The melody was peaceful and soothing, ethereal and pure.
Divine music is played, Confucian music is passed down, Xuansi changes, Zhang Wentian is mentioned.
As the spiritual platform gradually returned to the Qingming state, a flexible and changeable cold air penetrated into the skin and bones along with the music of the piano, penetrating pervasively and directly suppressing the rampant strength.
Within a moment, the young man's state returned to stability, and the strange phenomena around him also dissipated.
After the rain fell and the spiritual platform was completely clear, the young man felt a little scared.
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The faint piano music resounded, which also made Ji Wuxia's mind peaceful and completely smoothed out the chaotic true energy.
"Ahem——"
But what really wanted to bring her mind back was the series of violent coughs.
"Chongyang!" The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and she saw blood bleeding from the corner of Lin Chongyang's mouth, and the energy around her body began to become disordered, making her quickly lose control: "You..."
Since he was able to get out of bed, his injuries have not recurred, and he has never coughed up blood. If she hadn't known about his condition, she would have thought that he was completely healed now.
Unexpectedly, due to an accident today, the injury recurred.
"Ahem - I'm fine."
However, activating too much real energy at once caused such a violent reaction in this body that was not well adapted to the environment of heaven and earth.
Seeing that the person in front of him was so panicked, Lin Chongyang felt warm in his heart. He allowed the blood to drip and turned into fireworks, and quickly spoke to dispel her worries.
Then he used the strength of Wanhe Pine Wind to lean on the ground and began to adjust his condition:
"Huh-huh-"
Taking deep breaths again and again allowed the disordered heart rate to gradually return to normal. After a while, as the breathing rate recovered, the qi throughout the body also converged.
Over the years, as new paths were opened for him, he was finally able to activate some of his true energy. Even so, Lin Chongyang still did not let his guard down, but strictly controlled his consumption.
It was this key move that minimized his incompatibility with the environment of heaven and earth.
Unexpectedly, today's accident would trigger such a violent reaction, making it even more difficult for him to breathe.
"I'm fine, and my injuries haven't worsened. I just reacted a little more violently..."
Originally, if he just isolated the string sound, nothing would happen to him.
But thousands of miles away, helping people suppress the chaotic true energy and deal with the almost obsessive state is another level of difficulty.
Before he finished speaking his words of comfort, he saw the beauty approaching and said in a soft tone:
"do not move."
At the same time as he spoke, he took out a brocade handkerchief and raised his hand to wipe away the red color from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
The profound golden boy once again met the elegant blue eyes. Although the eyes were not as bright as the sun and the moon, they were as quiet and crystal clear as the stars.
"Um."
Hearing him emphasize it again with great seriousness, Ji Wuxia curled his lips, put away the brocade handkerchief, and nodded.
She didn't know the details, but since it was what he said, it didn't matter if she believed it?
"Let's make some simple arrangements, guests are coming."
Since it has been determined that there is no owner here, it doesn't matter if the two of them stay here for a few days, and...
Lin Chongyang already knew the identity of that person, which I have to say was quite surprising.
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Three quarters of an hour later, I saw the heaven and earth making strings, the clouds turning into hands, the heaven and earth singing in unison, and amid the proud sound of poetry, a transcendent figure followed the sound.
"It means that the waves are rising and the world is shocked. I have been playing the zither for a hundred years, and my life has been cleared. Who dares to listen to a piece of string music? With my head raised thousands of miles away, there is no one in the country."
He is the contemporary leader of the Western Wulin, the creator of Fuxi Shentianxiang, Yu Qingjue.
When I was young, I used a string to pick up the heroes of the world, surround a hundred sounds, sway thousands of bandits, kill all kinds of evil, and silence the pure.
Having been in the Western Wulin for hundreds of years, he was extremely energetic and high-spirited, defeating thousands of miles away.
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