There is no calendar day in the mountains, and there is no year in the cold weather.
As if in just a blink of an eye, five days passed, and it was the time of the Waking of Insects.
Sitting by the study window, looking at the rain pouring down outside the window, Jiang Xuan put down the book in his hand and sighed:
"In my previous life, if it rained on my day off, I would probably be too lazy to sleep in bed, right?"
"I didn't expect that after traveling through time, I would actually hold a book and study hard on a rainy day, and even read more energetically than when I was in school."
"The world is really wonderful."
After tapping the classics on the table with his fingers, Jiang Xuan immediately turned his attention to the trash can in the room.
There was a dark unknown object in the bucket, as well as a piece of yellow cloth with scrawled symbols on it.
These are the dregs of medicine and the remaining talismans, both of which he has been practicing for the past few days, and they are also the products of failure.
In these five days, Jiang Xuan first read more than ten classics.
Then he drew talismans and made elixirs.
Except that it was difficult to set up formations on cloudy and rainy days, he tried all the immortal cultivation techniques that he planned to study in depth.
It's a pity that making the talisman and refining the elixir failed, and they couldn't even make the bitter bamboo grow a skill leaf belonging to both.
Of course, this is not because Jiang Xuan is not talented enough, but because these immortal cultivation skills require a lot of time to accumulate.
For example, if Jiang Xuan is asked to draw a talisman now, it will be much smoother and smoother than the first time.
Although it will still fail.
"Boom~"
While sighing, there was a flash of lightning outside the window, and the spring rain suddenly fell more rapidly.
Tangyuan, who was taking a nap on the table, was awakened by the thunder. After rubbing his eyes with his little paws, he jumped onto Jiang Xuan's shoulder with a cry of "嘤嘤嘤嘤" and kept rubbing his neck with his little head.
Reaching out and scratching Tangyuan's chin, Jiang Xuan's eyes showed a hint of endearment:
"Are you hungry again?"
The little glutinous rice ball didn't say anything, but rubbed it more vigorously.
Smiling and rubbing her small ears, Jiang Xuan stood up and got her some crystal feed:
"You little guy, you are either eating or sleeping all day long, you are almost being raised into a pig by me."
Pulling Tangyuan's increasingly rounded cheeks, Jiang Xuan then took out a jade slip that was all blue and about the size of a thumb and stood under the eaves, looking up at the clouds flashing with lightning.
The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. This is absolutely true.
After reading through the classics in the past few days, Jiang Xuan also understood that cultivation requires taking advantage of the situation.
For example, when the sun rises and sets every morning and evening, it is the best time to practice the "Tai Chi Heart Sutra" and understand the two qi of yin and yang.
If Jiang Xuan first entered the Taoist realm, the total amount of zhenqi was quantified into 1, and then the exercises were digitized.
The data obtained by running "Tai Chi Heart Sutra" at this point in time is that every 3 days, the proficiency of "Tai Chi Heart Sutra" can be increased by 1%, and the total amount of Qi can be increased by 1 every 30 days.
The improvement of proficiency will not only improve Jiang Xuan's control over the yin and yang qi, but also speed up the accumulation of Jiang Xuan's true qi.
If you practice "Tai Chi Heart Sutra" at other times, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
So in the past few days, Jiang Xuan practiced the "Tai Chi Heart Sutra" at dusk and dawn, practiced "Star Gazing Technique" at night when the stars were shining brightly, and studied "Thunder in the Palm" and "Thunder of the Blue Sky" on thundery days.
As for the "Turtle Breathing Technique" for body training, Jiang Xuan is not in a hurry, he is going to catch a Xuanyi Duyou before talking about it.
Xuanyi Duyou is the name of the turtle after it becomes a spirit.
Depending on the color of the turtle's body, it can also be called a black turtle or a white turtle.
"Turtle Breath Jue" was created by the predecessors who observed the breathing of turtles.
Therefore, in Jiang Xuan's view, after observing the spirit turtle before practicing the "Turtle Breathing Technique", he might be able to get twice the result with half the effort.
Even beyond that, he still has his own ideas about body training.
As for the jade slip in his hand, it was given to him by his cheap master Ye Jing, and it contains the "Qingxiao Divine Thunder" written on it.
Ye Jing said that the various exercises in the Taoist library do not have a trace of Taoist charm and are just like ordinary white paper.
Jiang Xuan didn't know why he said this before, but after using the three jade slips Ye Jing gave him, he understood.
For example, when he is observing the thunder in the sky and understanding the mechanism of thunder and lightning, his own true energy is also stimulating the jade slip in his hand, causing it to exude a trace of Taoist charm.
The magic formula of "Qingxiao Divine Thunder" appeared inexplicably in his mind, and Master Xianyuan's understanding of thunder magic also kept emerging in Jiang Xuan's mind, reflecting and blending with the flashing thunder in the sky, making him aware of thunder.
Higher and higher.
Although this state is not as good as enlightenment, it is better than lasting.
Enlightenment can be seen as the moment when a baby learns to walk from crawling.
And in Jiang Xuan's current state, it was as if someone was holding his hand while walking.
All in all, those who are not direct disciples of major sects will not enjoy Jiang Xuan's treatment.
Of course, Jiang Xuan did not waste this opportunity that was difficult for ordinary people to get in touch with.
With the help of the jade slips in his hands and golden fingers, he has mastered the two thunder techniques to an unimaginable level at the same level.
After a long time, the thunder stopped and the rain stopped.
Looking at the rainbow revealed in the sunshine after the dark clouds cleared, Jiang Xuan pondered for a long time before starting to form seals.
After a while, a cyan thunderbolt as thick as a hair appeared out of thin air in his palm.
Lifting his palm and looking at the dancing thunder in his palm, Jiang Xuan smiled slightly and then flicked his finger.
Then the cyan light shined brightly, and the sound of thunderbolts could be heard endlessly.
In another moment, the light faded.
Jiang Xuan's hair that was spread behind him was already standing on end. From a distance, he looked like a standing hedgehog standing under the eaves of a bamboo house.
"Huh~"
Exhaling a breath of exhaust gas with fine particles, patting his hair that was more exaggerated than an afro, Jiang Xuan suddenly laughed out loud:
“It feels good.”
"It has a non-mainstream flavor."
"The first non-mainstream that spans time and space has appeared. Can I be called the ancestor of non-mainstream?"
After joking a few words to himself, Jiang Xuan's Tai Chi energy flowed through his mind.
The next moment, the hair that stood up in the explosion softened again and spread on his back like a black waterfall.
After clenching his fist and feeling that his strength had increased by more than one-tenth out of thin air, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction:
""Nine Thunders of the Divine Sky" is so powerful."
Shenxiao sect's "Nine Thunders of Shenxiao" each has its own emphasis.
For example, the "Qingxiao Divine Thunder" that Jiang Xuan is currently practicing is also called Spring Thunder.
Spring thunder has the power to kill, but it also has the breath of life.
Use it with all your strength to strike down the world with thunder, destroying everything.
But if the intensity is controlled well, this Qingxiao Divine Thunder can also be used as a body-refining thunder.
It’s just that in everything, too much is too much.
Nowadays, Jiang Xuan can only chop himself once a week, and he can only chop himself at noon.
Because if you chop too much, something will happen sooner or later.