After their homework was over, the monks came out of the White Clothes Hall one after another.
Wu Ming walked last, and after everyone else had gone out, he turned back and returned to the White Clothes Hall.
At this time, Wu Ai, the deacon monk, had not left yet, and he and Wu Ming were the only two people left in the hall.
Wu Ming saluted Wu Kai with raised palms and asked: "Senior Brother Wu Kai, is Wu Wu suspicious?"
"My skill is shallow, so he probably isn't the person from last night," Wu'ai shook his head and said, "That person should have practiced some kind of evil skill. Even if he saw something, he didn't dare to go to the Discipline Academy to complain, lest it bring harm to himself.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a short period of time. You should be careful these days and don’t let others see your flaws. Three days, only three days!”
A look of hostility appeared on Wu'an's face, and his eyes showed a cold light, "The Wuzhi Conference in three days will be the time for us to take revenge."
"Yes, senior brother Wu'an." Wu Ming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
There was a moment of Mo Lake in front of his eyes, and it seemed that the killings of the armed and iron horses appeared again, as well as the panic when they fled in panic.
The nightmare of three years is finally coming to an end.
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Shen Yi and Wu Chen left the White Clothes Palace. Wu Chen looked back and said, "Wu Ming is not here, so he must have returned to the White Clothes Palace. He and Wu Ai are in the same group, so you should be careful."
"Huh?" Shen Yi raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"Wu Ming, Wu Yun, and many of the fellow apprentices who started three years ago are all the same kind of people," Wu Chen reminded. "They were all refugees from the Youzhou disaster. They came to worship because they were homeless.
Enter the temple. Although Wu Ai entered the temple early, I heard that he is a fellow villager of Wu Ming and others, and Wu Ming and the others all listen to Wu Ai. You had a conflict with Wu Ming today, be careful to be targeted by them."
"Refugees..." Shen Yi read this word with a faint meaning in his eyes.
Speaking of which, he is also a refugee who worshiped the Spiritual Dragon Iron Temple.
Three years ago, a rare earthquake occurred on the border of Youzhou, causing the Qingtian Pass, the most important pass on the border, to collapse in half. The Dali Dynasty outside the pass took the opportunity to knock on the pass, breaking Qingtian Pass in three days, and nine cities in one month.
It is unknown how many people died as a result, and how many people were displaced as a result. Shen Yi's predecessor was one of the refugees who fled, and by chance he became a disciple of the Linglong Iron Shamen.
However, Shen Yi came not long after he started. He did not inherit much of his original memory, nor could he sympathize with the suffering in the past, so he started his life as a monk at his own pace, and did not go as far as those who were ignorant.
Together.
"I will pay attention." Shen Yi responded.
"That's good," Wuchen said, looked at the sun in the sky, and said, "It's almost time, I should go to Yaowangyuan to do some work. See you later."
With that said, Wuchen waved his hand and walked in the other direction.
His family was in the medicinal material business and he knew quite a lot about the properties of medicines. Therefore, he was attracted by people from Yaowangyuan not long after he started. He has been going to Yaowangyuan to do business. When the three-year period was over, he was clean and dust-free.
You should be able to enter Yakuo-in and become one of the pharmacists.
Shen Yi hesitated, avoided the other monks, and found a secluded corner to sit down alone.
'Let me first see if the Spiritual Dragon Heart Technique and the Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt's internal cultivation method can really be combined.'
Thinking of what he had discovered in the White Clothes Palace, he couldn't help but feel secretly excited and started to run the technique.
The first is the Spiritual Dragon Mind Technique.
This mental method is simple and direct, just practice a breath of masculine energy, Shen Yi luckily walks through the three Yang meridians, and feels that the movement of inner energy is strong and direct. Although it is superficial, it has a majestic and upright trend.
Even though the Yin-type internal energy flowing in his meridians was running very fast at this moment, the thin internal energy actually moved like a torrent of momentum.
After walking for a week, Shen Yi changed the exercise method to the internal cultivation method of Long Yin Iron Cloth Shirt. The internal energy was flowing smoothly and seamlessly.
Although the iron cloth shirt internal repair method also follows the three yang meridians, the movement of the qi machine is to moisten things quietly and silently, so that the internal qi can penetrate into the skin, muscles, bones and increase the strength of the qi.
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When Shen Yi was doing his exercises, he felt the cool air seeping into his whole body, his muscles pulsating, and his body felt like a growing tree, giving him a feeling of vigorous growth.
'The inner Qi of the Yin attribute nourishes the physical body, which is actually much stronger than the internal Qi recorded in the secret book of Longyin Iron Clothes Shirt.'
Shen Yi noticed this obvious feeling of strength and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
Practicing pure yin energy on the inside and practicing masculine and external skills on the outside. This combination of internal and external practices is much stronger than the horizontal training of masculine energy alone.
The only troublesome thing is——
"Hiss, hiss..."
When exercising, in addition to the crunching sounds of the muscles and bones, there is also a weird, stern sound like a snake spitting messages. Coupled with the gradually pale skin color and the emerging black lines, this appearance is not right at first glance.
.
But other than that, the rest are all advantages.
The operation of internal energy depends entirely on the mind, and the inner energy is driven like an arm. In this way, Shen Yi can practice the dragon's iron shirt, the tiger's roaring golden bell, and the boy's skill at the same time, from the inside to the outside, from head to toe.
Already.
He finally suppressed the idea of looking for Brother Hu, and practiced as usual, eating, chanting and having evening classes, until he returned to the monastery in the dormitory at night.
When I came back, Wuxin and Wujue had already arrived.
Wu Wu, who is of average height and has a resolute face, is sitting on the edge of the bed without saying a word. Wu Jue, on the other hand, is on the taller side, lying on the bed facing the wall, without even taking off his shoes.
"Two senior brothers, do you want to practice at night tonight? If you want, I will leave the door open for you." Wuchen, who had just returned, said.
Wujue said nothing.
Unintentionally, he sneered and said, "Don't worry if it doesn't work."
The two of them were just like Shen Yi before, insisting on practicing hard but unable to open their meridians. At the moment when they were angry, Wu Chen's words hit their pain point.
Shen Yi could also understand this feeling. He was forced to practice the "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra" because of this unwillingness and annoyance.
After Wu Xin said these words, he, like Wu Jue, lay down on the bed and said nothing more. Wu Chen sighed, washed up and fell asleep.
Soon after, the lights went out and the room fell into silence.
Time passed, and before he knew it, at midnight, Shen Yi suddenly opened his eyes.
it's time.
His eyes shrank, and it seemed like day in the darkness. He got up silently, put on his sandals, and quietly walked out of the meditation room.
The night light was like water, shining on Shen Yi's body, giving him a strange sense of comfort, and even the speed of his inner energy increased a bit.
Shen Yi felt it and found that practicing under the moonlight was about 20% faster than during the day. He seemed to have entered the Qi-eating realm in advance and was able to absorb the moonlight to practice.
'Looks like I'm going to be a night owl from now on.'
He crept away and walked into the night.
Shortly after he left, the door opened again, and a burly figure sneaked out and headed towards the back mountain.