Chapter 6

Zifeng looked at the scroll hotly, seemingly ignoring the existence of the stone. Old Fu stroked his beard: "don't underestimate this stone. However, the skill handed down from ancient times can not be compared with the scroll now. It was in those years. I was lucky to get it when I was exploring a historic site. It should be a set of mental skills. As long as you drop blood to recognize the Lord, you can practice it. As for what mental skills are your teachers, I don't know. Because master has practiced mental skills, so I'll give you this one. As for high-level skills, there is no such thing as being a teacher. Now is not the time. Everything should be done step by step and not too hastily. "

In fact, Fu Lao doesn't know what kind of skill is in the stone. Once ancient things are burned in the stone, he won't know what's in it unless he practices it. This kind of stone does not belong to any attribute in the world. It is a completely new existence. Many sects sometimes encounter it by chance in the experience of ancient battlefield, but anyway, Zifeng doesn't know what kind of fierce existence he accepts.

Zifeng was even more elated when he heard the speech. It turned out that the really valuable things are often those who are not impressive and can't wait to take the stone. He bit his index finger and dropped a drop of blood on the stone. He saw that the stone gradually emits a dazzling light, and then the light flashes and disappears. At the same time, Zifeng fell into a brief coma with a "bang" in his brain. His head seemed to be torn. After a few breaths, the pain disappeared. Zifeng had an extra paragraph in his mind. After reading it, he couldn't help sweating.

The mental method is "three roars to break the sky: first, the wind and cloud change, second, the mountains and rivers move, and third, the sky disappears.". It took Zifeng a long time to finish reading only 19 words. Zifeng dreamed of becoming a strong man more than once. The experience of being bullied when he was a child made him more determined to become a strong man. But when this moment was in front of him, all kinds of feelings rushed into his heart. I didn't know where to start. Only a hot heart beat his chest strongly.

Behind the text, a middle-aged man with his hands on his back seemed to have only this tall and straight figure in the whole world. The middle-aged man roared up to the sky: the wind suddenly made a big noise, flying sand and stones, and the sky was covered by dark clouds. The original calm Yuanli of the middle-aged man was boiling, and Yuanli expanded twice;

Second roar: the rocks began to roll down, animals rushed, and the river soared. For a time, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the middle-aged man Yuan Li came out of his body, turned into a tiger and roared all over his body.

Sanxiao: the whole picture is dark. The earth splits like a cobweb, the sea water pours, and the magma flows across. The yuan force has derived hundreds of feet of golden dragon, which is soaring up and bumping into the sky. Zifeng has forgotten to speak. When things go beyond imagination, you will find how pale and powerless language is. The heart of a strong person begins to take root and sprout.

In my mind, in addition to a picture of the human body, there is also an echo: those who are destined to inherit from emperor Shengwu. Remember that those who are successful need to cherish the heart of benevolence. Now there is only one picture, and perhaps the next picture will be opened only after reaching the corresponding level. But one is enough to nourish the hungry soul. Zifeng looked at the smiling Fu Lao in front of him and fell on his knees: "the grace of master's teaching is hard to repay until he dies."

Fu Lao happily mixed Zhifeng up, and the corners of his eyes could not help being wet. Fu Lao had no children all his life. He had only one apprentice, but he lost his trace in a trial. From then on, Fu Lao was disheartened and had no idea of accepting disciples. If he had not met Zifeng, he might not accept disciples again.

Old Fu said, "well, you can practice well. As for the scroll, you can practice when you can condense Qi."

Zifeng hesitated and said in a loud voice, "Zifeng has one more thing. I hope master can complete it. Zifeng has been missing for many days. I'm afraid his mother is worried. I hope to let his mother know Zifeng's current situation and let Zifeng practice at ease."

Fu Lao was a little suspicious: "when you have vitality and teach you to pass notes as a teacher, you can inform your family." Just a few days later, there would be nothing to do at home. Zifeng heard his speech and didn't say much. Facing the rising sun in the East, he sat down slowly.

There are nine levels of martial arts Cultivation: martial artist, martial master, general, Wuzong, Wuwang, Wuhuang, wuzun, wusheng, and up to 99: Emperor Wu. When you are in a martial state, you can draw Qi into your body and harden your muscles and bones. The territory of a martial arts teacher can condense Qi and quench the five internal organs. Pseudo gas forming is the symbol of military generals; As for Wuzong, Yuan Qi has been transformed into a more profound yuan force

Zifeng sat still and couldn't wait to practice, but he didn't know how to start. When he first entered the cultivation process, he said that there must be an elder to guide the beginner with vitality. Zifeng seemed unknown, but Fu took it for granted that Zifeng should at least have been enlightened, so he left. Zifeng was left alone in meditation. He didn't succeed for a long time. He simply stopped thinking. He memorized the heart method meridians in his mind, opened his body and mind, and unknowingly, It entered a mysterious realm. The originally calm atmosphere around it was suddenly broken, and wisps of aura between heaven and earth poured from the sky, streams, trees and grass to surround the sub wind.

Fu Lao's departure stopped abruptly. The movement is too big. The aura in the air within a radius of 100 meters is almost evacuated. Is it a phenomenon that you should have just begun to practice,. That's outrageous.

At this time, Zifeng clearly felt that the vitality was around him, as if there was an invisible barrier, so that the vitality could not enter his body. As time went by, Zifeng didn't make any progress, and sweat couldn't help falling from his cheeks. Fu Lao also stopped in the distance and looked at Zifeng, who was surrounded by colorful vitality in front of him. His face was also colorful. Suddenly, it was like stepping on a cat's tail and shouting: "Ga"

There was no other reason, because he didn't know that his vitality could not enter the body. In a rage, Zifeng opened his mouth and sucked hard into the body. Anyway, he entered the body, no matter how he did it. The vitality entered the chest and spread with it. It turned into a gurgling warm current and flowed to Zifeng's four bones. It was very comfortable. Zifeng couldn't help moaning.

After eating for a while, Zifeng felt almost ready. He tried to mobilize the vitality in his body to rush away the corresponding meridians according to the line on the mental map, but found that the meridians had already been dredged, and the vitality walked for a week according to the first roaring line in the three roaring and breaking Cang formula. Then, without Zifeng's adjustment, the vitality ran through the meridians and gradually gathered into a tide from the weakness at the beginning, Roaring all the way.

When the meridians run by themselves, the vitality around them also rotates, colorful, and the vitality turns faster and faster, pouring it into Zifeng's body in a funnel shape. When the last trace of vitality disappears on Zifeng's head. Time seemed to have stagnated for a long time. Zifeng's body could not help trembling gently. Then, with a "bang", his clothes were broken into filaments in his strong Qi, and his level directly jumped over the martial artist. At the beginning of the martial arts division, Zifeng stood up, roared up to the sky, shocked the mountains and forests, and startled countless sleeping birds.

"Gudong." Fu Laosheng swallowed and stared at Zifeng with both eyes. There was no sound“ You eat vitality? So many? " Fu Lao was surprised and didn't know what words to use to describe what he saw. If someone can eat directly, that person will certainly be treated as a madman. But the fact is right in front of him. Fu Lao suddenly feels whether he is a little old. Shit, it's too scary.

Fu Lao looked at him with a red face. "Master, are you old and have clothes? Look at me..." Fu Lao was also a red face. He pretended to be calm and took out a clean suit from the bag. After that, he had not forgotten to look under the wind, and whispered: "the skin is quite white." Well, it's growing well. " Unexpectedly, Zifeng had a lot of five senses after breaking through the martial arts division. He immediately wanted to bleed with red on his face. After taking his clothes, he jumped into the stream.

When Zifeng stood in front of Fu Lao again, he was refreshed and radiant. His handsome face made Fu Lao feel proud again“ Master. " Zifeng is respectful.

"Yes, I'll be a martial arts teacher in a short time, but it's worse than being a teacher. You have to work harder in the future." Anyway, boasting is not punished. Old Fu has no scruples“ Well, now follow me as a teacher and continue to draw runes. " Old Fu came to the table and picked up the previous complement sign. "You'll learn how to draw complement sign these two days. Wait until a few days."

Before Fu Lao finished, Zifeng picked up the talisman pen and tried to mobilize his vitality. The vitality was smoothly injected into the pen from his fingers. The talisman pen slowly emitted the color of purple gold. Zifeng didn't dare to inject too much vitality at one time, but input it slowly and steadily. Even so, old Fu's face is still full of miracles. It doesn't mean that beginners spend a long time to make the Fu pen react for the first time. At the beginning, it took him an hour and he was called a genius by master. Besides, this color. Color, purple gold, gold is not the color that can be used by the practice of entering the house. The world is chaotic, chaotic.

Looking at the color of the Fu pen slowly becoming rich, Fu Lao said nothing. Seeing that Fu Lao didn't say anything, Zifeng dipped some medicine juice and thought about the lines of Bu Yuan Fu, so he picked up his pen and sketched it. In fact, I have to say that Zifeng really has the talent of drawing symbols, because he can't practice since childhood. Zifeng has nothing to do with his leisure. In addition to reading some legends, strange people, different aspirations and herbal medicine, he often plays the piano, plays the flute, writes poems and paintings to relieve the boredom of his leisure time. Now, in Zifeng's eyes, drawing a talisman is obviously much simpler than painting, so he has no scruples. If he knew that this talisman paper would cost 300 Xuanshi, he would be careful.

The common currency in the world is Xuanshi, xuanjing and Xuanyu. The exchange ratio between them is 1000, that is to say, a million Xuanshi can be exchanged for a Xuanyu, but a fool will exchange it. The reason why Xuanshi can be used as money is that it contains a small amount of vitality. The vitality can be absorbed by any attribute and refined. The purity and vastness of vitality in Xuanyu can be used to break through the bottleneck. Who will exchange it. Of course, there is a more advanced one, that is, Xuan chalcedony, which only survives in rumors and has never been seen. Its characteristics and efficacy are unknown.

Just a moment later, the Fuyuan symbol was almost completed. At the moment Zifeng closed his pen, a burst of green spirit vitality poured into the symbol paper in Zifeng's hand. Zifeng stopped writing and asked old Fu, "master. Is that ok? " Fu Lao's heart had forgotten to beat and there was no expression on his face. He pretended to be calm and said, "that's it. The lines are not very natural and the painting is not very good. We should continue to be proficient. In addition, we should collect the pen quickly. It can absorb more Aura, you know? " Zifeng nodded thoughtfully.

The conversation between the master and apprentice was interrupted by a cry of "Ao". I saw a strong green wolf coming over with his head high and his eyes ferocious.