This mental method does not require you to operate on your own. Once practiced, it can operate automatically as long as there is a heat source and light.

And there are two methods of cultivation.

One is to quickly squeeze the body's functions and generate a large amount of internal force within a period of time. However, if this is done, as long as it cannot be replenished later, the body's functions will be exhausted and death will occur.

But in the second case, it will take several years to practice, but after the magic is achieved, the internal power will continue to grow. Just the power leaked from the cells is enough to make your internal power overwhelm everyone in the world.

"It feels a lot like the Nine Yang Magic Skill."

You summed it up, but shook your head.

"It's just different paths leading to the same destination."

Because after practicing your magic skill to the end, you can absorb the heat of all light sources in the world. In theory, as long as you are proficient in the structure of the body and the principles of organs, you will not die without drinking water or eating for a whole year, and you can recover instantly if you are injured.

You may even want to achieve rejuvenation by stimulating stem cells.

In the tenth year, you study martial arts moves and continue to modify your internal strength. You find that this is much faster than studying internal strength.

No matter how the martial arts moves change, they just rely on the palms and body, while the dance movements themselves are training the human body to move to the extreme.

Countless martial arts moves are nothing to you, a person who has practiced dancing since childhood, but you also know that the most important thing is your reaction speed and subconscious actions.

These are the foundation for continuous practice of moves.

So you start to research a way to practice dance without getting tired.

The internal strength developed through this mental method must match your internal strength, and you can learn it during dance practice without having to waste your current internal strength.

You only spent a week, because it is nothing to you who have understood the fundamentals of internal strength.

You passed this set of skills to the maids around you and the dance troupe you formed because they are also poor people.

You didn't tell them what the effect was, you just told them how to breathe so that they wouldn't get tired when dancing, so this set of exercises quickly spread.

But no one cares about them, and neither do they.

After you found that the effect was good, you found some swordsmanship and martial arts, and started to study a sword dance.

This sword dance is very beautiful when danced, and it is indeed lethal.

You succeeded, and this sword dance can also help increase your internal strength.

Then you thought about swinging a hoe and doing other farm work, and studied some breathing techniques, hoping to give them to your parents when you go back.

However……

Disaster occurred.

Although the emperor provided timely relief, your parents still died.

Killed by hungry people.

The Minister of Civil Affairs kindly avenged you, but when you look at your enemy's head, which looks like a poor man, you don't feel any joy in your heart, but only sadness.

Before the world was in chaos, the poor could only harm the poor.

You carefully inquired and finally found out the reason for everything.

The local officials' first thought was to hold on to the tax revenue, so the peasants who could still survive rioted, and your parents faced the first wave of shock, because the people who cultivated the fields of the Shaolin Temple were very wealthy.

The great monk from before came to see you once. He drank wine and didn't say anything else. He just told you that there was nothing he could do.

Closing the temple is something that must be done, otherwise all the monks will be attacked by hungry people. He doesn't want to send you away, but this is the rule.

A monk must have six pure roots. Even if he has a child, he can never call it his own. He still has several children in the temple, and there is nothing he can do about it.

You just looked at him silently, looked into his guilty but helpless eyes, and gave him a smile.

The monk left.

You have left behind the dowry your parents have prepared for you over the past few years.

You are holding the hairpin, somewhat unable to control your emotions.

The temperature around you begins to drop rapidly and becomes darker. The heat and light around you enter your body uncontrollably. You cannot control yourself and have to go to a courtyard in the mountains to avoid other people's eyes and ears.

So, in this midsummer, you caused a snowfall in the mountains.

Therefore, the emperor issued an imperial edict and held a ceremony. But according to the words of your servant, most of the money in it was taken away, and 90% of the disaster relief money given by the emperor was gone.

Even when he was drunk, he still sighed, what a pity for such a good emperor.

You know that this guy is just a bit of conscience after being drunk. Normally, he takes and takes things when he should, without being polite at all.

You feel more and more that this world is hopeless.

In the eleventh year, you stood in the heavy snow with a sad mood, watching the red sun rise, shining thousands of miles away, clearing away the haze.

You suddenly understand a truth.

"Everyone in the world is a passer-by. Even this eternal sun will one day be extinguished. The human race may be able to persist until that time, or it may not. However, what passes by has passed through, and it has been swept away once.

Things have just swept across. Today's clouds cannot stop the fact that the sun has risen before. The current efforts do not mean that they have no effect at all. Whatever exists, there must be traces."

Even if the timing is wrong and productivity is insufficient, people's yearning for a better life will never be lacking. Whether it is others or themselves, in this respect, they are no different from one person.

You don't need to think too much, just do what you want to do and what everyone wants to do.

You can't change this world.

But you can reduce some of the tragedy and the people and things that everyone hates.

As long as you remember this, then——

You look at the sun and chuckle.

"The sun rises in the east."

You took the red cloak handed by the maid and put it on yourself.

"Only I am undefeated!"

From then on, you changed your name to Xiguang.

Early morning sunlight.

Although it is cold but weak, the sun is still shining brightly.

In the twelfth year, you continued to practice martial arts and actively participated in various poetry gatherings and gatherings. Although you were teased and even asked to wear revealing clothes and sing some pornographic songs, you still continued to participate in these.

Listen to what these officials and students have seen in various places and learn about various unspoken rules.

You also continue to use your medical skills and martial arts to save those elderly prostitutes and gay girls, and save those who accidentally offended the big shots.

Your behavior has earned you praise and admiration from countless people, but most of them are jealous and unwilling.

However, you have gained a lot of information and knowledge.

In the thirteenth year, your beauty has reached the point where people who are jealous of you cry while looking at you, saying they like you and hating you at the same time.

And your menarche has come.

Your body is now 1.6 meters tall due to cultivation, and your body is plump and curvy. People who see you can't take their eyes away from your body.

The Minister of Civil Affairs is already ready to make a move.

But he is not in a hurry, but plans to marry you as his concubine.

Because you are so beautiful.

You calmly customize your wedding dress and ask for a set of red clothes suitable for action.

He agreed, because as your appearance became more and more beautiful, he also said countless times that his biggest wish in this life is to marry you.

You put on your wedding dress that day, but when the other party happily wanted to take your hijab, you tore the wedding dress to pieces, revealing the red outfit underneath.

"I will marry you, but not you... No matter what, I have fulfilled your wish. After today, you can just say that I was kidnapped. After all, it is a gift of upbringing. I don't want you to get into trouble."

"

You sealed his acupuncture points with one palm, forcing him to lie in bed all day. Then you put the quilt into a sack, pretending to be yourself, then smashed the windows and doors with one palm, and rushed out of the new house.

That night, you stayed in Shenjing to preside over the disaster relief work, and all the officials who were involved in the disaster relief were broken into through the gate and killed at home.

And wherever you go, you will leave a trail of blood.
Chapter completed!