There was a violent storm in the wild, with lightning and thunder.
Chang Siguo, who was meditating in the cave, suddenly noticed that he had a sense of breath, which was extremely weak and difficult to detect without careful observation. Chang Siguo suddenly opened his eyes and jumped off the bed covered with green sheepskin, unable to contain his joy. Pump your fist and yell a few times.
He almost doubted whether his original intention of practicing health-preserving skills was correct.
There are twelve marks carved on the wooden stick with the bark removed from the corner, indicating that he has been here for twelve days.
If you can cultivate the sense of Qi, everything is possible.
Chang Siguo was excited for a while, pinched the Qingxin Jue with his left hand, then sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to meditate.
The bad weather outside did not affect him. The roasted meat, potato-like root pieces, sun-dried wild vegetables, and piles of dry firewood in the cave were enough for him to survive for several days without going hungry.
Not long after, I was immersed in the long-lost comfort of cultivation and couldn't extricate myself.
After losing it, you realize how difficult it is to cultivate, and your state of mind is completely different from before.
Chang Siguo didn't know that everything he experienced at this time was a kind of "returning to the ordinary" experience that was popular in the world of cultivation more than ten thousand years ago. "Everyone enters into cultivation" in some way.
Since then, Chang Siguo has spent a lot of time meditating and practicing health-care skills every day.
Body-nurturing skills are the foundation of his practice. Other body skills, boxing skills, sword skills, etc. are only auxiliary. He can feel that he is making progress every day, re-transforming spiritual energy into true energy, and warming muscles, bones, limbs, and bones. , His power is growing day by day.
The scores on the wooden trunk are increasing in number.
Wangyun Village.
Mr. Jin stared at the stone knife in the mist. He pinched his fingers in silence for a long time. He walked towards the east stone castle with a cane and said, "Let them collect as many medicinal materials as possible, collect spiritual fruits, and prepare more dry meat food. They may leave at any time within the year." .”
He couldn't estimate exactly how many years it would be, he only knew a rough estimate.
The medicinal materials and spiritual fruits can be stored for a long time after being processed, and when they come out of Dushan Cave, they will be the resources for them to settle down and live.
Ji Xingchen bowed slightly and said, "Yes, I will follow Mr. Jin's instructions."
After waving his hands, Shen Tujing and another young cultivator bowed and stepped back, notifying the people in charge of the village.
Ji Xingchen walked a little further with Mr. Jin and asked in a low voice, "Old Mr. Jin, in addition to the eastern and western animal forests, can we go to the southern forest sea with more abundant products?"
Mr. Jin slowly shook his head and warned, "Don't be too greedy. The rules left by our ancestors, we can't cross the line. The more we are about to leave, the more cautious we must be. As long as we leave Dushan Cave, the sea and sky outside are so vast. A little resource”
"Yes, that's what Mr. Jin taught me."
"Go and speak to them yourself, lest anyone be confused."
Mr. Jin spoke in a hurry, and he coughed violently from his waist back until he couldn't breathe.
Ji Xingchen hurriedly supported him, used his true energy to help straighten his breath, and said, "Mr. Jin, you have to take care of yourself and don't overwork yourself. We are looking forward to getting ahead soon."
"Go quickly, go quickly, I can't die yet."
Seven Stone City.
Mo Qingchen sat alone on the boulder in the north. He released a few spiritual pets from the spiritual plant bags and let them wander around the city, adding some vitality and slightly eliminating the decadent atmosphere in the ruined city.
It has been almost two months since Brother Chang went to the most dangerous place in the extreme north of Dushan Cave Heaven, but there has been no news.
He couldn't help but release the communication talisman the day before yesterday, trying to get in touch with Brother Chang. The talisman flew around in the sky and fell into his hand again. The communication talisman could not be contacted. He couldn't imagine what had happened.
After drinking the last sip of wine in the jar, Mo Qingchen threw the jar away, stood up, collected his spiritual pet, flew out of the formation shield, and flew to the north. Even if it was a forbidden land, he would go and find it. .
If Brother Chang gets stuck in the formation, he knows more than Brother Chang and may be able to help him get out of trouble.
Chang Siguo carved another knife on the wooden stick. This wooden stick was fully carved on all four sides. One side could be carved with ninety scratches. Marks were made between every thirty scratches, which was a wooden stick. Three hundred and sixty scratches are engraved, and five additional lines are added to represent the passage of one year.
There were three wooden sticks with scratches in the corner, plus the one in his hand.
It has been three years since the old man brought him to this spiritually barren place.
Putting the knife into the sheath, Chang thought about putting the wooden stick back in the corner. He had no extra time to lament the passage of time, so he took the bamboo bow hanging on the wall. With a little effort with his hands, he hung the bamboo bow and dried it with animal sinews. With a twisted bow string and a simple quiver made of animal skins and bamboo pieces on his back, he went out hunting.
The wild animals on the nearby mountains were so dangerous that he didn't even dare to set foot on them. He had to hunt twenty miles away from the mountains.
After three years of hard training, his body refining skills have returned to the peak of solid foundation. With a little more time to accumulate, he will be able to enter the crystal bone realm. There is no pill to swallow, and he relies entirely on meditating and practicing Fuhu Jin and Wuji on his own. The energy accumulated little by little, and the progress was extremely slow for him.
His Qi training is also about to advance to the Endless Realm.
But there was a strange thing. He couldn't open the heavenly or earthly apertures, nor could he practice the celestial eye technique and spiritual consciousness.
For a while, he was very unaccustomed to living a life based on his eyesight and feelings, but he gradually got used to it.
The Huchen Bu can only take nine steps, but it cannot fly. It can only jump a few feet on the ground. It is no problem to step on the lake to reach the top of the mountain on the other side, which is dozens of miles away.
It took some time to hunt back a big deer, skin and cut the prey into pieces. Then he went to the lake and collected the two bamboo fish baskets he had placed in the shady water and grass area yesterday, and harvested some lively fish. It was a lot of work. , put the small fish on the wood chips by the fire and cook it, which can be eaten as snacks. The big fish has its belly cut open and its scales scraped, and then grilled with bamboo skewers.
After lunch, the extra food was baked and sorted into categories and hung on the horizontal bars of the bamboo shed.
While strolling around to eat, Chang Siguo stretched out his posture and ambushed Hu Jin in the clearing of the valley that had been leveled out.
Half an hour later, he jumped into the lake again to practice Wuji Jin.
Although he is not in the Crystal Bone Realm now, the power he can erupt in the air with his punches and palms is no less than that in the early days of the Crystal Bone Realm. He started over again and made up for the flaws that he had not discovered before. Waste is greatly reduced.
As long as his heart was opened, he still couldn't find a clue.
He could only insist on using the stupidest method, practicing the body-building skills every day, hoping that the skills would come naturally.
Sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone with a stone knife on his back, Chang thought about the Qingxin Jue with his left hand, and soon became immersed in the state of cultivation.
He once explored the space here. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters, about 500 miles in radius, and is home to hares, green sheep, deer, coyotes, foxes, wild boars and other wild animals. He did not see tigers, bears and other fierce beasts. Considering the strength of his body training, , even if it was bitten by a group of hyenas, the skin would not be broken, so he felt relieved.
Furthermore, all wild animals know that this place is their forbidden land, and no one dares to set foot there.
Chang Siguo, who was practicing, did not notice that the stone knife behind him had a trace of gray mist overflowing. As he breathed, it was absorbed by him unconsciously and turned into energy, which was stored in his body. Most of it was related to the banned spiritual energy. It fell into silence, but a small part was used by him.
When the sun went down, Chang Siguo stood up after finishing his exercises. He stretched out his hands and heard a crackling sound all over his body. After moving for a moment, Chang Siguo jumped towards the lake. After a few steps, he stepped onto the gentle waves of the water. lake surface.
He faced the setting sun and ran wildly, changing his running movements from time to time.
The wide surface of the lake is just suitable for him to practice the Dust Steps.
Practice hard every day without stopping.
Not daring to slack off, there were four more sticks in the corner of the cave, which meant that four years had passed.
Chang Siguo's physical training reached the peak of the Crystal Bone Realm. He was a little eager to try and pull out the stone knife to test the weight of that big guy.
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