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Xie Xiangcai walked down the mountain alone. The Seventh Young Master had already taken Murong Mingzhu away in the wind, saying that he was going to Qingmeng City to find his master to treat the unconscious Fifth Brother's injuries and state of mind.
The young man couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He simply didn't go down the mountain and sat down on the grass. He raised his hand and punched a lychee tree nearby, breaking it in half.
It wasn't until the lychee tree hit the ground with a heavy clang that the young man regretfully helped it up, but it was already broken and difficult to repair.
Xie Xiangcai felt particularly unhappy, thinking that the old emperor sitting on the dragon throne in his mother's palace was really lawless?
You can do whatever you want, and make whoever you want to be your wife?
Xie Xiangcai sat on the hillside for an hour or two, still not thinking about the matter, so he had to walk down the mountain gloomily.
When we walked down the mountain, it was almost dusk.
The young man was walking alone on a sparsely populated street, and unknowingly he came to the pub with the sign "Youpeng".
On the green brick floor in front of the tavern, the white-haired boy was playing with the cigarette rod in his hand.
He heard the approaching footsteps and slowly raised his head. He was still not surprised when he saw Xie Xiangcai's arrival.
Hu Jie dusted off the tobacco that fell on his body, stood up, turned around and pushed open the wooden door of the tavern. The wind chime rang again, the sound was clear and moving.
Xie Xiangcai stood there and did not follow him into the tavern.
He was afraid that this guy with malicious intentions would stab him again like he did in the morning.
The sun was setting, and the last ray of sunlight fell on the young man.
There was a burning sensation in my lower abdomen for no apparent reason.
The burning sensation gradually became stronger, and finally the pain caused the young man to sweat profusely and fall to the ground with a ferocious expression.
Hu Jie, who was about to close the door in the tavern, saw this, poked his head out with some surprise, and asked Xie Xiang who was sitting on the ground, "Boy, what's the matter? Don't touch me here!"
Xie Xiangcai ignored him and just took care of himself with the severe pain.
Hu Jie raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the blazing fire of nothingness three inches above the young man's head, knowing it in his heart.
He flicked his fingertips slightly and quietly pushed out a small stream of air, which rushed into Xie Xiangcai's back.
Hu Jie smiled lightly, "Boy, if you believe me, you might as well use two fingers to press the Tianshu point on both sides of the navel, and then use one finger to press the Guanyuan point one inch below the navel. The short breath will be swallowed, and the long exhaled breath will be. Try this for a hundred weeks?"
Xie Xiangcai, who was sitting on the ground almost rolling in pain, was stunned for a moment when he heard the white-haired boy's words. Then he gritted his teeth and thought that a dead horse would be a living horse doctor. He simply sat cross-legged and stretched out three fingers to hold down as the other party said. Those three acupuncture points.
After going back and forth like this for more than ten weeks, Xie Xiang was surprised to find that the severe burning sensation in his lower abdomen had actually weakened a lot. The burning sensation gradually became softer and nourished the various meridians in the abdomen.
Although he tasted the sweetness, Xie Xiangcai still did not dare to stop, and continued to breathe according to Hu Jie's instructions until his mind was completely relaxed, and his entire consciousness seemed to sink into his body, feeling the flow of blood in every meridians.
As the young man breathed out, it was as if he had entered an extremely dark space. In the endless darkness, there was a bright golden vein running through the sky and the earth. Within the vein, countless invisible air currents were flowing continuously from top to bottom.
He stepped backwards, wanting to escape from this dark space and see more clearly.
Xie Xiangcai stepped back a hundred steps. After gaining a firm footing, he finally saw clearly what kind of space this was, but his own body.
Every organ and meridians are clearly visible!
In the center, running through the Dantian on the top of the head and the abdomen, is an almost straight "road". The head rests on a looming invisible pill, and the feet rest on a branch with many branches.
The airflow flowing from top to bottom in the "road" eventually hovers around the branches, gradually swallowing up the flames that are like substance.
Xie Xiangcai was stunned. How could he have imagined that his seemingly ordinary body would undergo such changes.
The young man didn't even know that the "qi" flowing in the straight "road" was the original power that was the foundation of a warrior's cultivation, and the branches in the Dantian were the so-called martial roots.
It turns out that Hu Jie had already arranged for Xie Xiangcai to take the palm of the old gatekeeper, and use external force to form a Qi Condensation Pill "given by the ancestors" in his Baihui, so that the upper and lower Dantian could be connected, so that Xie Xiangcai would not Enduring the "heart-wrenching" pain makes it easier to refine the "gifts from our ancestors".
The invisible flames surrounding Wu Gen were caused by the lychees that Xie Xiangcai ate on the hillside not long ago.
The lychee trees that cover the hillside of the mountaintop only bloom in summer. However, in order to allow the lychee trees to bear fruit in all seasons, Murong Mingzhu set up a large native array on the entire mountaintop to continuously deliver its own native power to the fruit trees to ensure that Every moment, as long as Xie Qin wants to, she can eat the sweetest and most plump lychees in Daqing.
Therefore, all those pulps are filled with the pure power of fire. Ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts will face the pain of being burned by fire if they eat them. Those with weak cultivation will also taste very unpleasant if they eat them.
Just now, in Xie Xiangcai's belly, those lychee pulps had exerted their effect and were burning all the meridians in his abdomen.
After Hu Jie noticed the invisible fire emanating from three inches above the young man's head, he naturally knew in his heart that it was because the young man ate lychees on the hillside.
If an ordinary person eats this lychee pulp and is burned in excruciating pain, Hu Jie may occasionally be compassionate and help him, but facing Xie Xiangcai, who has been unusually strong since he was a child and is a natural martial artist, he will not help. , will only "teach them how to fish".
What Hu Jie told Xie Xiangcai before was the most basic method of absorbing the original power. If the young man has some understanding, he will know it in one click.
Xie Xiangcai stayed in the darkness for a long time, and finally gradually figured out the reason.
In reality, he raised his palm slightly and learned how to control the original power in his body when he fought against Qingque Hongyan on the mountain top a few hours ago.
The air flow surged to the surface of the fist, and Xie Xiangcai's mind in his body saw, as expected, a stream of light flashing past on the road that connected the pill and the branch, and finally hovered a few inches around the branch, and then immediately moved towards each other. meridians.
Suddenly, the young man finally understood the rules of operation of the original force in his body.
Finally, Xie Xiangcai finished exhaling for a hundred weeks. He looked at the area a few inches around the branches. Those pale red flames had been refined into pure fluids by the original power penetrating from top to bottom, and merged together. among the branches.
Xie Xiangcai suddenly opened his eyes, and his mind quickly dissipated in his body.
He stood up and stretched out heartily, and his bones made "crackling" sounds everywhere.
Hu Jie walked out of the tavern, closed the door, and said with a smile, "Congratulations on breaking through the realm, congratulations on breaking through the realm, you are no longer a little waste in the second realm!"
After saying this, he pretended to bend down and salute to Prime Minister Xie.
Xie Xiangcai's eyes widened, and he was so excited that he stuttered, "What did you say... what did you say? I broke... broke... broke the realm?!"
The white-haired boy nodded solemnly, and Xie Xiangcai cheered. He ignored the other person's stunned look and rushed straight towards his residence.
Hu Jie shook his head and said with a helpless smile, "This kid is so happy just because he broke through so little... But my vision is still as vicious as ever. If I can find such a little evildoer who knows everything from one point to another and can draw inferences from one instance, I'm afraid I'll have to use It won’t be long before those old immortals sitting in the temple proudly waiting to be enshrined will be frightened!”
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Xie Xiangcai didn't know that he had learned not only the ability to absorb and refine the original energy, but also the mind observation method. He only knew that he had broken through a realm and was no longer called a little waste by the white-haired boy.
Often when you just start practicing martial arts, a small achievement will make people cheer and be excited for a long time.
Prime Minister Xie simply went back to his residence and took out all the remaining money. With the idea of "I have wine today, I will get drunk tomorrow", he headed towards the north of Dongfeng City.
However, after holding the money bag and holding the cold wind on the street for half an hour, Xie Xiang gradually became calmer. The hand holding the money bag couldn't help but droop down, becoming a little downcast.
If you spend all your money today, I'm afraid you'll be left with nothing in the days to come.
The young man turned around and turned his back to the cold wind. Even though he felt a little disappointed in his heart, he was still full of confidence.
He raised his head and looked at the dark sky. In the far north, a star flickered on and off.
Xie Xiangcai clenched his fists and felt the original power flowing along the meridians in his body.
Progress every moment, progress every day, progress year by year.
After completing his studies, he returned to Fengxue Village and took his father out to live in peace and happiness.
The young man took out a few coins from his purse, smiled and quietly wiped the tears from his eyes, and walked towards the alley following the smell of food.
At the end of the alley, a steaming cart was parked. There were several drawers of steamed buns and shaomai stacked neatly on the cart, all of which were steaming.
Xie Xiangcai's stomach growled, so he hurriedly walked towards the cart.
The old woman standing behind the cart couldn't help but smile when she saw the handsome young man standing in front of him, rubbing his hands. "Young man, what do you want to eat?"
Xie Xiangcai took a sip of saliva, pointed at the meaty meat buns and the rice-filled paper shaomai and said, "Grandma, bring me three meat buns and two shaomai."
After saying this, he looked at the wooden sign on the cart, took out two more coins from his purse, collected five coins and handed them to the old woman.
Unexpectedly, the old woman waved her hand, pushed the copper coins back to Xie Xiangcai, pointed to the purse on her waist, "Young man, the old woman made enough today, these buns and shaomai are just for you!" "
The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile on his face, and asked after a moment of hesitation, "Grandma, when are you going to close the stall? How about I help you push the car home?"
The old woman was startled when she heard this, but finally nodded, "Thank you very much, young man! I'm going to close the stall and go home!"
Xie Xiangcai was overjoyed when he saw this, rolled up his sleeves, pushed the cart and walked out of the alley with the old woman.
The autumn wind is rustling, but there is still a cart of heat, which warms people's hearts.
The old woman tilted her head slightly and looked at the young man's handsome profile. A trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes. She looked up at the sky and cursed "Golden Seat Turtle Sun".
At a certain moment, when the boy was pushing the cart and wanted to take a step forward, the old woman, who had a gentle face, suddenly widened her cloudy old eyes and yelled, "Stop!"
Xie Xiangcai suddenly stopped in surprise. In the half-opened bamboo drawer, all the remaining steamed buns and Shaomai rolled to the ground, becoming covered with dust.
The young man looked at the old woman who suddenly turned her back in confusion and wondered if he had done something wrong before. However, even though he racked his brains, he could not figure out the reason.
The old woman pushed the young man back, snatched the twisted cart from his hands, and scolded him with a slightly ferocious expression, "Little bastard, I tell you! Don't pity me, an old woman, here! Old woman, I haven't done anything yet." When there is only one breath left!”
Xie Xiangcai stood there blankly, not understanding why the other party was so angry.
He watched the old woman's retreating back, shivered in the cold wind, then sighed, put the buns and Shaomai into his arms, and prepared to turn around and walk towards his residence.
The old woman pushed the cart and let out a breath of relief. She looked towards the sky with a little triumphant joy on her cheeks.
She suddenly stopped the car, fumbled for something from her arms, and placed it in her palm under the moonlight.
It was a red wire, still intact.
The old woman looked intently, her expression suddenly stiffened on her face.
Behind the young man, the closed attic window was suddenly opened, and a graceful figure poked out of it.
The girl leaned on the railing in front of the window and looked at the full moon in the sky.
On the street, there were still many people walking, talking, and laughing, and there were also night market vendors singing, chanting, and shouting. However, the sound of opening the window was the one that the boy heard most clearly.
He turned around suddenly, and in the dim light, the girl happened to tilt her head.
When the two eyes met, their hearts stopped and their cheeks turned red.
The young man turned around, and the joy of breaking through the situation surged into his heart again for no reason.
For some reason he wanted to tell Yue Ying the good news.
Perhaps it was because the Seventh Senior Brother had not returned yet and the white-haired boy in the tavern was an annoying guy, so Xie Xiangcai could only tell Yue Ying the good news.
After all, Yue Ying was the only person he knew in Dongfeng City, apart from his two senior brothers.
At the corner of the street not far away, the old woman stood bitterly next to the cart, looking at the young man who trotted to the hibiscus bush under the window sill, then looked down at the red line in his hand, raised his head and sighed, "It's of no use..."
Xie Xiangcai stood under the window sill, raised his head and waved to Yue Ying.
Yueying dragged her chin with her jade hand and blinked at Xie Xiangcai.
Xie Xiangcai stammered, "I...I...Yueying...Miss Yue, I...I...have broken through!"
Yue Ying's beautiful eyes lit up, she dragged her chin and shook her head, her silky black hair fluttering in the wind, "Really?"
Xie Xiangcai nodded solemnly. He looked up at Yueying with a smile. However, after telling the news, he couldn't help but be speechless and couldn't think of anything to talk about.
The autumn wind blew by, and a warm current surged into my heart.
The young man just remembered the buns and shaomai he was carrying in his arms, took them out without hesitation, wrapped them in a lotus leaf, and waved to the girl in front of the window.
"Miss Yue, I have steamed buns and shaomai here, do you want to eat them?"
"Did you buy it from Grandma Hong's house at the end of the lane?"
"probably!"
“Grandma Hong’s Shaomai is delicious!”
The young man grinned, then took out the bun from the lotus leaf and held it in his hand, wrapping two shaomai in it. However, when he was about to throw the lotus leaf bun to the girl, he hesitated for a moment and put the bun in his hand. After going back, he threw the lotus leaf bag into the window above the attic.
The girl caught the lotus leaf bag with both hands, smiled brightly at the boy, glanced behind her, stretched her neck and said to the boy, "Xie Xiangcai, I'm going to play music. It's cold outside, so you should go home first!"
The boy ate the steamed bun in his mouth, said a vague "hmm", and then hummed and walked south.
The girl clutched the lotus leaf bag, her hands felt warm, and so did her heart.
