Qingyun Back Cliff.
As a gust of wind blew by, rays of light suddenly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.
As bright as the stars, twinkling and twinkling.
The rays of light are like stars, and they are connected together, a total of thirty-six stars, forming a pattern.
This is the fairy hole.
Ye Ping instantly understood that he had found the Xianzang acupoint in his body.
Without much thought, Ye Ping began to guide spiritual energy into his body.
But soon, something bad happened.
Ye Ping suddenly realized that he seemed... not able to guide spiritual energy into his body.
This is bad.
I have found the acupoint of Xianzang, but I don't know how to guide the aura into the body, which really makes me feel a little bit pained.
"Let me think about it."
Ye Ping thought in his heart.
He doesn't know how to guide aura into his body, but he can reason a little.
"The first state of a monk is called the Qi training state, then the Qi training state is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, thereby refining the impurities, extracting the essence, and thus accumulating the spiritual veins, so it is called the Qi training state."
"How can I absorb the aura of heaven and earth?"
New problems appeared again.
Ye Ping frowned.
Time passed bit by bit.
He has been thinking about this question, which seems simple but extremely complicated.
"No, no, I should now substitute the thinking of the first practitioner, between heaven and earth, the first person who knows how to practice Qi, how did he do it, I have to substitute him, so that the results can be obtained."
Ye Ping thought to himself, and then continued to think hard.
However, if the world knows what Ye Ping is doing now, it is estimated that even the immortals will be shocked.
Because although Ye Ping was only thinking about the simplest question, this question was extremely terrifying.
The Qi training environment is very common, and it is very simple for many people to draw Qi into the body, but all the monks are following the path of others.
Just like mathematics, three-year-olds know that one plus one equals two, because the textbook says that one plus one equals two.
However, what Ye Ping did was think about why one plus one equals two.
The monks all over the world know how to draw qi into the body, because it is written in the heart method, and someone taught it, so they naturally understand.
But if there is no one to teach, or if there is no mental method to teach how to draw Qi into the body, then even a peerless genius may not be able to embark on the road of cultivation.
What Ye Ping did was equivalent to opening up a path for himself.
If it succeeds, then Ye Ping's path of cultivation will be the first person in the history, because this is the path he has walked out by himself, no matter whether he succeeds or not, as long as he really draws the energy into his body, it will be different.
However, it is extremely difficult to realize the method of training Qi suddenly, and even the reincarnation of an immortal may not be able to realize it suddenly.
In the back cliff.
Ye Ping has been in deep thought.
Time passed bit by bit.
Like a white horse passing by, in the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
A full nineteen days.
Ye Ping was stunned because he didn't realize how to draw Qi into his body.
This made Ye Ping very uncomfortable.
He felt more and more inferior to himself.
It's been almost twenty days, and I can't even draw air into my body, so I'm really useless.
But complaining is nothing but complaints, Ye Ping still worked very hard.
After all, how can you know how useless you are if you don't fight hard
During this period of time, senior brother Luo Chen also came to see him. Ye Ping wanted to ask many times how to draw Qi into his body, but in the end he didn't ask.
Always unable to speak, afraid of leaving a bad impression on Senior Brother Luo Chen.
late at night.
Ye Ping opened his eyes.
He still didn't realize it.
Standing alone on a cliff, quietly watching the sky.
The bright stars compete with the bright moon.
The sky is like ink, and it is more like a dark night.
On the cliff, Ye Ping felt the breeze blowing on his face, but his heart was full of helplessness and irritability.
But Ye Ping knew that the more irritable he was, the more he had to calm down, otherwise, it would be more difficult to figure out the problem.
"Forget it, let's draw a picture, maybe I will have some insights."
Suddenly, Ye Ping thought to himself.
I want to draw a picture to relieve my boredom.
Thinking of this, Ye Ping got up and left to get the Four Treasures of the Study.
When Ye Ping fetched the Four Treasures of the Study, a figure appeared in the middle of the cliff.
It was Xu Luochen, the second senior brother.
"Brother Luo Chen, why are you here?"
Holding the Four Treasures of the Study, Ye Ping looked at Xu Luochen curiously.
"Junior Brother Ye, Senior Brother is here to chat with you. Recently, I see that you are a little worried. Have you encountered any trouble?"
Xu Luochen walked over and smiled gently.
During this period of time, he occasionally came to see how Ye Ping was doing, but found that Ye Ping had been frowning recently, and subconsciously thought that Ye Ping was obsessed with non-toxic alchemy.
So with some guilt in my heart, I came here to relieve Ye Ping's mood.
Don't get obsessed at that time, the sect will definitely not let you go.
"Oh, there are some troubles, but it's just something on my mind, it's nothing."
Ye Ping wanted to ask Xu Luochen directly, but in the end he kept his words in his heart and didn't ask.
"What's on your mind, Junior Brother Ye, don't be too impatient about everything. There is a long way to practice, so you have to relax."
Xu Luochen comforted him slowly, and seeing Ye Pingti's Four Treasures of the Study at the same time, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Do you want to paint?"
Xu Luochen was a little curious, he really didn't know that his junior brother knew the art of Danqing.
"Well, I'm a little depressed, so I want to paint to relieve my mood."
Ye Ping answered truthfully.
"Very good, the night is so beautiful, I really can draw it."
Xu Luochen nodded with a smile.
But at the end, Xu Luochen said again: "Junior Brother Ye, can you draw portraits?"
Xu Luochen asked like this.
"Yes, a few days ago I even drew a picture for Senior Brother."
Ye Ping nodded.
"I drew a picture for the elder brother." Xu Luochen frowned slightly. He had never seen Su Changyu's paintings before, but these were trivial matters. Xu Luochen didn't care too much, but smiled more generously.
"Junior Brother Ye, would you mind making a painting for me?"
Xu Luochen smiled lightly.
"Of course, brother, do you want to draw the profile or the front?"
Ye Ping asked.
It's the same for anyone, Ye Ping just wants to use painting to relieve his mood.
"That must be a frontal painting. Come on, draw on the face of senior brother, but Junior Brother Ye, remember to draw better and have artistic conception. You can use some exaggerated techniques. Senior brother can stand it."
As soon as Xu Luochen heard that he could make a painting for himself, Xu Luochen got excited and deliberately wanted to paint the front.
"good."
Ye Ping didn't say much, just spread the rice paper on the ground, pressed it with a ruler, and then ground it.
Half an hour later, Ye Ping started to write.
A full half an hour.
Finally, the painting is finished.
"Senior Brother Luo Chen, it's done."
Ye Ping shouted.
For a moment, Xu Luochen twisted his neck, and then walked over with a face full of joy, looking at the picture scroll.
In the picture scroll, the night is as dark as ink, and the stars are shining brightly. There is an indescribable artistic conception, which is extremely beautiful.
Especially the self in the picture scroll, although not completely handsome in the picture, it is not bad.
"Okay, very good, so little junior brother, you are good at painting, not bad, not bad."
Xu Luochen praised with satisfaction.
"It's okay, it's okay, Brother Luo Chen, do you want to write a poem?"
Ye Ping asked.
He wanted to write a poem to match the night scene.
"No, no, this painting is fine, it's fine."
Xu Luochen didn't want to write poems, what to do with that thing should only reflect his own image.
Isn't it ugly to write a poem
"kindness."
Ye Ping rolled up the painting without even stamping it. He could tell that Senior Brother Luo Chen was in a very high mood, and he liked to be simple, and he didn't like to fix those fancy things.
It's really a high realm.
Soon, Xu Luochen took the painting away, and after comforting Ye Ping, he left alone.
While walking on the road, with the help of the moonlight, Xu Luochen couldn't help opening the scroll again, admiring his handsomeness.
"When the master and senior brother come back, let them take a look. I don't know if they understand Danqing, but they will definitely praise my handsomeness, hehehehe."
"No, no, I should write a poem, but it's okay, I will write a poem when I go back."
at night.
Xu Luochen's laughter from talking to himself gradually disappeared. .
And at the same time.
In the cloud mountains.