Early the next morning, Zhao Lin was surprised to find that the "Qi-Wang" ability he had just acquired had disappeared!
No matter whether he repeatedly closes and opens his eyes, or tries to run the barrier-breaking technique, he can no longer see the light groups above other people's heads, and the blue light on his own body has also disappeared.
"Strange, how come and go without a trace? Was yesterday an illusion?"
"No, the hallucination cannot last for a day and still be so real!"
Zhao Lin thought hard and came up with a consciously reasonable explanation: Wangqi was actually out of the scope of martial arts and was close to the legendary magic.
Yesterday, I had just made a breakthrough in my innate ability, and my six senses were extremely sensitive. I temporarily gained this ability beyond the ordinary, but now I am just returning to normal.
"That's all. I'm lucky to have gained it, but I've lost my life. Breaking through the realm is the key. Maybe I can regain it when the time comes."
Zhao Lin enlightened himself, stopped worrying, and turned his mind to how to break through the third level of the innate realm.
…
Half a month passed, and Zhao Lin's exploration of his own realm was initially completed.
The first thing to explore is naturally the four "bamboo joints" in the spine.
These four crystal clear bamboo joints are quite magical. The most obvious benefit is that they have an extremely keen sense of vitality.
In the past, Zhao Lin only knew that there was vitality between heaven and earth, and he would use his skills to inhale it into his body when he acted.
Now with these four bamboo joints, you can feel the distribution of vitality at any time.
Wherever the vitality is strong and at what time the vitality is pure, you can sense and pinpoint it very clearly.
The vitality is like a thread, and when it is absorbed, the turbid air in the air will also be sucked into the body.
But after passing through these four bamboo joints, the turbid air is "filtered" away, leaving only the pure vitality to enter the meridians.
Not only that, the four bamboo joints can also store part of the vitality. If attack techniques are used, they can also accelerate the release of vitality.
All in all, bamboo joints have four benefits: sensing vitality, absorbing vitality, storing vitality, and releasing vitality.
"It seems that these four bamboo joints are the key to the next step of cultivation. The more bamboo joints, the greater the benefits!"
"I just don't know if my four bamboo joints are too many or too few? Can you think of a way to add a few more?"
After figuring out the purpose of the bamboo joints, Zhao Lin began to deduce the innate third-level realm-breaking skills.
The vitality in the body is full, and if you want to further improve your cultivation, there are only two ways.
Either expand the meridians so that they can accommodate more vitality.
Either compress the vitality and increase its concentration to achieve the effect of increasing vitality.
Of course, it would be best if you can have your cake and eat it too.
But after many attempts, Zhao Lin found that neither path was easy to follow.
First, it is almost impossible to enlarge the meridians.
After undergoing the transformation of bones and muscles in the Xiantian realm, the strength of the meridians has reached an extremely terrifying level!
Zhao Lin worked hard for several hours and expanded the meridians by half a minute with great difficulty.
But on the next day, due to the body's strong recovery ability, the meridians returned to what they were yesterday, and all the hard work done before was in vain.
Since this path was unavailable, he had no choice but to try the second method: compressing his vitality.
It is not difficult to compress the vitality, but the result is still not good.
The reason is that when absorbing vitality, the filtered turbid gas must be discharged from the body first. At this time, the acupoints are connected to the outside world, and the compressed vitality in the body directly escapes because the concentration is higher than the outside world.
Just like a black blind man breaking apart corn, picking up one strand and throwing another away. In the end, only the last strand is left.
Faced with such a situation, Zhao Lin felt helpless.
It's like seeing a fruit tree on the other side of the river, full of sweet and delicious fruits. As long as you cross the river, you can enjoy it.
But the river was so fast that there were no rafts or boats to cross the river, so we had to do it in a hurry.
Build your own boat?
The difficulty is equivalent to changing the world, which is beyond human power.
"No wonder there are rumors that no one can reach the third level of the Xiantian realm. It seems that this is not just spreading rumors."
Unwilling to stop there, Zhao Lin plunged into the treasury and read through a large number of books and notes.
But after many days of research, I found nothing.
He finally realized that after reaching his current state of cultivation, he was already standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, and no one in the world could help him anymore.
All he can rely on is himself.
"Don't worry, there will be a road before the car reaches the mountain! I still have a lot of time, and sooner or later I will be able to find a way forward."
…
"Destiny is called nature, self-discipline is called Tao, and cultivating the Tao is called teaching. The Tao is something that cannot be separated from for a moment. It can be separated, but it is not the Tao..."
Zhao Lin was walking in the city, passing by Yongyefang where he used to live, and heard the sound of Lang Lang reading from the school.
After studying the exercises for many days, he still had no clue and became dizzy. He simply returned to the city to relax and rest.
It was hard to practice in the past, and I was afraid of losing a day, but now it is better. I have reached a dead end in practice, and the effect is the same whether I practice or not.
Hearing the students chanting this, Zhao Lin suddenly remembered an anecdote.
One day, the teacher said to his students: "We, as scholars, must speak ambiguously and make it difficult for others to understand, so that we can appear to be knowledgeable."
At this time, there was a loud wind outside the house, so the teacher asked a student to go out to see the wind direction.
When the student came back, the teacher asked, "What kind of wind is blowing?"
The student replied: "The wind blows my face."
The gentleman asked again: "Where is the wind blowing?"
The student replied: "The wind blew in my face."
The gentleman frowned and said, "Where are you standing?"
The student said: "I stand against the wind."
The husband was furious: "Which bastard taught you such nonsense!"
The student replied: "You taught me."
Zhao Lin thought wildly for a while and came to the door of Zhao's house unknowingly.
I had nothing to do, so I went to the backyard to watch my three nieces and nephews playing.
After the elder brother Zhao Shan gave birth to a son, he gave birth to a son and a daughter.
The eldest son is twelve years old this year, the second son is nine years old, and the youngest daughter is less than three years old. She is sitting on a wooden horse watching her two brothers "fighting for leaves".
Two teenagers were picking up fallen leaves on the ground in the yard. One of them picked up a leaf that he thought was strong, crossed its hard stems, grabbed both ends, and each pulled in his own direction.
Whoever's leaves are not pulled off will win.
Zhao Lin was lying on a chair, basking in the sun, with the sound of children playing in his ears. He felt peaceful in his heart, feeling lazy all over, and sleepiness gradually came over him.
After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded.
Zhao Lin knew without looking that it was Tian Dabang and asked casually: "What's the matter?"
Tian Dabang stopped and said in a low voice: "My lord, there are two Taoist priests outside who want to see you."
Taoist priest?
Finally it’s here!
Zhao Lin opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, but after thinking about it, he lay down again.
"What do the two Taoist priests look like and where do they come from?"
Tian Dabang replied: "A Taoist in gray robe looks to be in his thirties, and a Taoist in white robe is younger."
"Said he came from Xuanyue Mountain."
It’s Xuanyue Mountain again, and it hasn’t even changed its name for so many years.
Zhao Lin cursed in his heart and asked, "What are they doing here?"
Tian Dabang hesitated for a moment and said, "I said I came here to clear up the confusion in the Duke's mind."
(End of chapter)
