What is drawn in the booklet is the foundation of practice.
It describes everything from the acupoints and meridians throughout the human body to the specific methods of circulating spiritual energy.
Jianchou is very lucky.
Last night, she accidentally started practicing and had a very direct experience of the practice process. With the successful experience, she read the practice method written in the booklet slowly and understood it very quickly.
The only difference from last night was that it was very easy for her to draw on the spiritual energy, as if they were born to like her and let her do whatever she wanted.
But practicing again today is different.
She tried to close her eyes, and a faint light appeared between her eyebrows. This was the "mind's eye" opened by Fudaoshanren, which could sense the existence of spiritual energy. Then, she tried to meditate like she did yesterday, but found that they only maintained their original trajectory and rarely moved a bit.
She thought that cultivation was as easy as moving one's fingers, but it seemed that she had overestimated herself.
At that moment, Jianchou felt a sense of loss.
She sat cross-legged there and chuckled for no apparent reason.
Perhaps, what Fudaoshan said was true, she was indeed not a genius.
Since you are not a genius, just follow the path of ordinary people.
Jianchou knew that she still had a lot of things to do and a long way to go. Even if the beginning was difficult, she couldn't just give up here.
He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath.
Jianchou cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and tried to communicate with the surrounding spiritual energy again.
This time, it seems to be better.
If last time she waved at them and they just glanced at her and ignored her, then this time, Jianchou shouted at them loudly and they finally turned around and walked towards her.
If you work hard, you will definitely get something in return.
Jianchou failed again and again, but continued to try again and again...
The red sun gradually moved higher and then gradually set in the west.
The shadow of Jianchou falling on the ground gradually became shorter and then longer.
The only thing that remained unchanged was the light shield emanating from Wu Jian, which was always breathing in and out, maintaining a constant radius of three meters.
Jianchou was sitting within three meters, on the sheer cliff.
A stream of spiritual energy entered her from the top of her head, and under her guidance, it flowed through her meridians, nourishing her body and becoming increasingly refined.
Finally, this spiritual energy turned into tiny star rays, and then spread out from her brows, sprinkled on the Dou disk, and was carried by the Kun line and merged into the Tianyuan...
Only then can a training session be considered complete.
A thin layer of sweat seeped out of Jianchou's forehead. With a soft "tick-tock" sound, her thick eyelashes moved, and she finally slowly opened her eyes.
The world around me turned dark.
Only above the cliff, there is a bright moon hanging high.
The wind blew from the bottom of the cliff, making the trees on the mountain behind Jianchou rustle.
She exhaled a breath, and when she stood up, she felt a lot lighter.
Following the method in the booklet, Jianchou clasped his ring fingers together, placed his palms together, and formed a hand seal.
brush!
Her eyes lit up.
On the bumpy ground, a relief-like Wanxiang Dou Pan emerged, one zhang and three inches in diameter, with a Tianyuan the size of a baby's fist inside, and also a half-length Kun line shining brightly in the chaos!
This is Jianchou’s own fighting plate!
Beginners need hand seals to summon the fighting plate, but if a cultivator is a little more skilled, he can make the fighting plate rotate under his feet with just a thought.
As for Jianchou, it can naturally only be summoned through hand seals.
But even so, she already had an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
It's only ten days.
Ten days ago, she was weak and helpless, and was a wife; now, she has no worldly concerns, but has gradually acquired a lot of skills, and even embarked on the path of spiritual practice that ordinary people dream of, and is going to seek immortals and ask for the way.
Ten days passed like a dream.
Happy too
Sad
Perhaps I am afraid that after great sorrow, there will be joy.
Jianchou's handprint gradually loosened, and the fighting plate under his feet slowly disappeared.
She looked around and saw that the wind on the cliff was very strong and the moon on the cliff was also very big.
There were no people or lights in Qingfeng Temple at the foot of the mountain.
Not to mention her master who left without saying goodbye.
After practicing for a whole day, perhaps because of the nourishment of spiritual energy, Jianchou did not feel hungry, but just felt dry in the mouth.
She bent down and took out the water bag she brought from home from her bag, then looked around, trying to find a place to get some water.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jianchou suddenly heard a strange sound.
“Buzz!”
She suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
It was that wooden sword!
The wooden sword that was stuck in the hard rock of the cliff seemed to let out a wail at this moment, and the broad sword body began to tremble violently. The originally constant three-meter blue light also suddenly shrank violently and shook unsteadily.
In an instant, the three-meter blue light shrank inward and actually attached to the sword body, as if it was forced back by something!
Hulala!
The strong wind is sweeping in!
On the cliff, sand and rocks suddenly flew everywhere.
All the trees on the mountain were shaking, and fallen leaves were flying all over the ground.
Jianchou stood on the cliff, her white clothes fluttering, and was almost blown away by the wind. She couldn't help but cover her eyes with her sleeves for fear that the sand and stones would blind her.
However, she only covered it for a moment and then let it go.
His pupils dilated, and after a moment of shock, his eyes were filled with amazement!
In the vast darkness, countless golden lights appeared and shot out from the mountainside towards the night sky covered with layers of clouds!
Pieces of clouds, like torn silk, were torn apart by the golden light!
Even the originally bright white moon was dimmed by this strong golden light.
If it weren't for the pitch-black darkness around him, Jianchou would almost think it was still daytime.
The location where the golden light came from was none other than the Qingfeng Temple where Fudao Shanren had visited before!
At this moment, the door of Qingfeng Nunnery was closed, no one went in or out, and there was no one in the entire nunnery.
But Jianchou could see that the entire Qingfeng Temple seemed to be under something, and a burst of golden light spread out from around the Qingfeng Temple and shot into the sky. The golden light flashed and flowed in different positions, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, and unexpectedly merged into a huge mark, like an ancient symbol.
This symbol rose higher and higher, and finally it reached the sky!
The depths of Jianchou's eyes also became golden, and there was nothing else except this ancient symbol.
At that moment, she actually had a magical premonition: this symbol is definitely not simple!
The silent dark night is illuminated by this seal and also boils because of this symbol.
Nineteen continents.
On a high building overlooking the sea, a madman who was drinking and writing poetry suddenly put down his wine glass, stood up suddenly, and looked towards the vast sea fog with shock in his eyes.
That sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of time and space and see everything on the other side.
"Something happened..."
It is also the Nineteen Continents.
In the crystal clear lake, a pair of eyes lit up faintly, and long dark blue hair was soaked in the lake water, swaying slowly with the waves.
The woman's eyes were also blue, with a dark flame in them.
The seal on the isolated island far away in the world strangely appeared above the flame in his eyes.
She frowned as if in confusion, then slowly closed her eyes and sank into the pure lake.
It is still the Nineteen Continents.
In the underground cave, there is a huge altar with a smooth bronze mirror on its surface.
On the bronze mirror, there was a skinny old man sitting cross-legged, with white hair and beard, and his body was covered with dust.
A seal slowly appeared on the bronze mirror, and the golden light instantly illuminated the cave...
The old man's dry and wrinkled eyelids moved and slowly opened. He looked down with a dull gaze, and no one knew what he was thinking.
…
Across the 19 continents, all the powerful cultivators who were in touch with the heavens and the earth were looking up at this moment.
That seal was engraved in their perception!
Without exception!
However, at this moment, Jianchou didn't know how big a deal this was.
She stared at the seal intently until it gradually disappeared into the clouds.
The light below Qingfeng Temple gradually dimmed and disappeared.
The halo on Wu Jian, which had originally shrunk and attached itself to the sword, seemed to have regained some courage and slowly expanded, enveloping Jianchou.
At night, the mysterious seal disappeared; the violent wind also disappeared; the dazzling golden light also disappeared...
Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
For a moment, Jianchou thought he was in a dream.
She stood there in a daze, with only the broken branches and fallen leaves on the ground reminding her that what she had just seen was not an illusion.
Something happened in Qingfeng Temple downstairs. Wu Jian also moved unusually just now. Could it be that something happened to her cheap master
Once this thought came to my mind, I could no longer suppress it.
Jianchou was still thinking about whether he should go down to find Fudao Shanren. His eyes flashed and he looked around, and he saw a ray of deep blue light suddenly floating out from Qingfeng Temple below.
The ray of light came very quickly, moving up along the ridge from the mountainside.
Jianchou even seemed to be able to hear its whistling sound.
The light instantly appeared in front of Jianchou, and at the same time there was a scream: "How unlucky, how unlucky! Disciple, disciple!"
With a "bang", something fell to the ground.
Jianchou finally saw the person coming with the help of the light from the swordless halo.
It was none other than the Fudaoshan man she had just been thinking about!
“Master!”
Jianchou couldn't help but shout in surprise and hurried over. Unexpectedly, when he got closer, he found that Fudaoshanren was supporting himself with a broken bamboo pole with both hands, panting, with a black face, and more importantly, there were large patches of blood on his body!
Suddenly, Jianchou was shocked: "Master, you are injured!"
"I… "
Fudao Shanren looked down, still thinking that he had behaved bravely today and should not have been injured. Unexpectedly, when he looked down, he saw that he was covered in blood. He was immediately furious!
"Of course this is all other people's blood!"
"oh… "
Jianchou retracted his surprised expression, thoughts running through his mind, and he had many questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't know which one to ask first.
"Master, just now..."
"I know you have a lot of questions to ask, just bear with me. The situation is serious and there is no time to lose, so come with me immediately!"
As he spoke, Fudao Shanren waved towards Wu Jian, who immediately rose from the ground and flew directly to Fudao Shanren's side.
He stepped on it and pulled Jianchou, who had not yet reacted, and directly dragged Jianchou onto the sword. Then he made a hand gesture and Wu Jian flew away immediately!
The night wind was very cold and made people shiver.
Wu Jian emitted a deep blue light and whizzed towards Qingfeng Temple halfway up the mountain.
Along the way, unlike the last time I flew a sword, the view was wide.
When Jianchou looked around, all he could see were dark shadows that looked like demons and monsters.
"Master... what are we going to do?"
The gate of Qingfeng Nunnery was already in front of him, but Fudaoshanren did not stop flying on his sword. Instead, he flew directly through the air and headed towards the back of the nunnery.
"There are a few ignorant disciples from the Central Region who came here to train and got trapped in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple. Damn it, I am the one who needs to rescue them. The time for the portal to open is approaching, but something went wrong. It can only be opened when five people below the Golden Core level are gathered together."
Fudaoshanren briefly recounted what had happened and then spat.
"Damn it, you're only at the Qi Refining stage, so just go get one!"
Jianchou could only vaguely understand what he meant. Before he could ask again, he heard Fudaoshanren say, "When you meet those ignorant people later, just say that you are a disciple of Yashan--"
Wu Jian was still whistling, and in an instant he had swept across half of the nunnery.
Jianchou looked around, but there was not a single person in the nunnery, and the surrounding scenery was flying away before his eyes.
"How many disciples do you have, Master?"
"I collected seven."
Wu Jian suddenly rose up, climbed over a small slope at the back of the mountain, and then immediately sank down. A small mountain stream appeared in front of him.
Fudaoshanren answered casually, "Jianchou", but his body was already tense, and the time was coming.
Jianchou was completely unaware, so he nodded and understood: "Then disciple Xingba is considered a junior sister."
"fart!"
Fudao Shanren nearly fell off Wujian. He really didn't have the strength to speak.
The smell of blood on his body continued to spread, and his voice was particularly loud in the dark night.
"You are in your twenties and married. Those idiots from the 36th generation were younger than you when they joined the sect. Of course, you are the eldest sister!"
Big, big sister
Jianchou couldn't help but feel dizzy.
She is...
Getting old
She was still in a daze, and Jianchou couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. The three words "Senior Sister" kept circling in her mind. By the time she came to her senses, a cave with a radius of ten feet appeared in front of her, and it was still getting bigger!
Jianchou opened his eyes and mouth wide, but before he could scream, Fudaoshanren had already flown away on his sword and rushed into the narrow cave -
Keep going forward!
"arrive!"