On a midsummer night, those cicadas who had not been able to find a partner during the day had just been soothed by the night breeze, and then the restless and lonely Grasshopper came on the scene, hiding in the dark and making screeching noises like a rogue.
The watchtower on the top of the mountain in Xia Tian became Xiao Yanyu's private territory, and Chen Mo became his bodyguard. Anyone who came near this place would be chased away. Over time, no one came here.
Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the platform of the watchtower, holding seals in his hands, letting the cool evening breeze blow his half-length black hair. In the past two years, he has become a fourteen-year-old boy who escaped from the Xia border.
He turned into a sixteen-year-old little bandit, well, that's what Xiao Yanyu said about him.
Chen Mo was already familiar with the formula taught by his master. According to his master's wishes, he kept looking for people stronger than him to fight. He had been beaten by Thirteenth Mother and was lying on the bed countless times, but now he still didn't touch it.
The threshold to the second realm.
But he still firmly believed that his careless master who could not remember his appearance had not lied to him. The qi machine in his body could circulate continuously for twelve hours, and the field in his body was turned over and over by it, expanding.
It expanded again.
Chen Mo recalled the uncle he met before meeting Hua Mianhu for the first time. He said that he was there originally, but when he recalled it, he observed that there was no one there, and he disappeared without a sound.
, as if he had never been there.
He was very powerful, but to what extent he was powerful, Chen Mo didn't know. Even Thirteenth Mother couldn't do it so quietly.
The uncle said at that time that he was a small adult in the first realm. Could it be that there are other stages in the first realm? The master never told him these things. The master only said, "He will guide you to get started. Cultivating depends on oneself. If you are beaten too many times, you will naturally get better."
It's awesome, no matter what it is."
This master was afraid that this cheap apprentice would be beaten to death, so he taught him some medical skills, which were quite practical and played a very important role in healing injuries, saving lives, and practicing spiritual practice.
"Whenever you are beaten to death outside, don't think that being a teacher can help you avenge you, and don't take the name of being a teacher to scare others."
I didn't care that such a shameless master said this at the time, but now that I think about it, why did I sign up for my number? I can't even remember your appearance, let alone your name that you never mentioned.
After leaving that small village, I went to the border where the horns often sounded. I occasionally heard the old corps leader talking about Jianghu affairs, and then I realized that martial arts had one or two realms, so I finally understood what the master said at that time, "two, four, six, seven, eight" probably meant.
, but the old Wu Commander only knew so much. In his eyes, the Second Realm was a very, very powerful person, and he didn’t know how far the Old Wu Commander had traveled in the world at that time.
According to what Chen Mo has heard over the years, the first state is that a qi machine will appear in the body and circulate in the body. Ordinary people do not have this qi machine. Only through hard work can they have the opportunity to derive this qi machine. With this qi machine,
, you can clearly feel the changes in your body more clearly.
As for the second realm, those who can use true energy are those who can use true energy. For ordinary people, what is a real martial arts student is to see whether he can use true energy and fly swords to take heads.
With more exposure, I have a general understanding of some things about martial arts, unlike when I was just captured and sent to be a pawn, I was basically blank.
Even so, he didn't know that one realm could be divided into two. For this reason, he asked Thirteen Niangs for advice, but Thirteen Niangs couldn't explain it clearly because they had never divided it in this way. For them, it was one realm and two realms.
There is a theory of three realms, but she also said: "There is indeed a distinction between superior and inferior among people in the same realm. Just like the several hills of Black Tiger Mountain, they are all in the second realm, and the flower-faced tiger is stronger than others.
On the upper hand, you, Chen Mo, are ridiculously strong in the first realm and can even kill people in the second realm. Even if you fight me, you won't be able to judge immediately."
Chen Mo was still immersed in his own practice. Xiao Yanyu was teasing the crabapple rabbit named Black Eyes that Chen Mo had caught for her. Suddenly, a firefly floated over and wandered next to them.
"Ah, the fireflies are here, look." Xiao Yanyu pointed excitedly at the little bug that was flashing green light.
The fireflies were flying brightly and dimly. Xiao Yanyu extinguished the lantern they brought, and the green light became even brighter. She didn't dare to make any big moves, so she began to hold her breath and concentrate, holding it down with one hand.
The cute dark circles under the eyes, the small dark circles under the eyes were held down and unable to move.
The fireflies were getting closer and closer, flying towards her, and then gently landed on the tip of her delicate nose in her nervous eyes. The flickering light green light attracted her eyes deeply, making her
She formed funny cross-eyes. This frivolous firefly enjoyed the smooth and tender skin, then waved its wings and left. This is not what it is looking for, and what it is looking for must be waiting somewhere.
it.
The insect flew away, and Xiao Yanyu, who had not seen enough, stretched out his hand to catch it back. As soon as he stretched out his hand, it flew away, leaving the others behind to catch it, just like a teased girl grabbing the frivolous person and trying to catch it.
It brings justice.
It seemed that Xiao Yanyu had forgotten that he was on the high platform at this time. He reached the edge of the high platform in two or three steps, stepped out with another foot, and was about to slip and fall. At this critical moment, a hand grabbed her back.
The clothes prevented her from falling, and her two little feet were dangling in the dark air: "Ah~~~~Help, help~"
Chen Mo brought this careless girl back.
"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous." Xiao Yanyu patted his small chest, feeling a little lost, but he quickly recovered. "Chen Mo, when did you wake up?"
The way Chen Mo was meditating seemed to Xiao Yanyu to be sleeping. He was in this state at night when he used to wander with him.
"It still doesn't work." Chen Mo was a little disappointed, and there seemed to be no progress.
"Don't be discouraged. You are already very powerful. Apart from Thirteenth Mother, who else can beat you." Xiao Yanyu looked like an old man and sat down next to Chen Mo, putting the dark circles under his eyes in his arms.
Li, patted Chen Mo on the back and said seriously.
"How about I tell you a story."
Chen Mo didn't answer because he knew that even if he didn't listen, Xiao Yanyu would still say it, so it would be better to save a meaningless answer.
A long time ago.
"Why it was a long, long time ago again."
"Can you please stop interrupting?"
"...."
A long time ago, in a very poor small village, there was a little girl who was born with amblyopia. She could hardly see anything and could only see a very hazy area. The children in the village were not willing to take her to play with her.
, only a little boy who was also disliked quietly accompanied her. The little boy liked reading and was very unsociable with other children who loved to play.
Because of her eyesight, the little girl couldn't see anything clearly, so she didn't dare to go out. She could only stay in her familiar environment, sitting at the door of her house, pretending that she could see everything clearly. The little boy often took
He read a book and sat down next to the little girl. She looked at the outside world, and he looked at the world in the book.
One day the little girl asked the little boy: "What color are the leaves?"
The little boy replied: "It's green."
"What does green look like? Can you pick it and show it to me?"
The little boy hesitated for a moment, knowing that the little girl couldn't see him, but he still put down his book, walked to a short tree, picked an attractive green leaf, returned to the little girl, and put it in her hand.
Palm.
The little girl happily took the leaf and put it in front of her eyes, almost touching it.
"I'm not blind. I can still see a little bit when I look at it like this." The little girl seemed to know that the little boy was looking at her curiously, and that was also the case. "So this is green."
Since that day, the little boy found a lot of things for the little girl to see. However, some of the things the little girl wanted to see, the little boy could not bring back, so he took the little girl's hand and walked out of the world she was familiar with.
Approaching a stranger and bigger world, the little boy became the little girl's second pair of eyes, leading her to see many, many things.
When they are tired from walking outside, they will rest by the river. The two of them soak in the cold river water. Occasionally, a little fish will kiss their little feet. The little girl will habitually grab the little boy's arm every time.
At this time, the little boy would read things in his book to the little girl. The little girl not only saw a lot of things, but also listened to a lot of things.
One day, the two of them came to the river to rest as usual. But on this day, the little boy left the book where he had played before, and asked the little girl to wait here alone for him to come back. But the little boy could not pick up the book.
By that time, the little girl was no longer there. When I saw her again, it was downstream and the little girl had turned into a corpse.
The little girl looked at her body. No matter how she screamed, she couldn't call out the little boy who was holding her body and crying. She knew that she was dead.
Since then, the little boy would come to the river with a book in his hands except on rainy days, and recite the contents of the book alone to the little girl who died. But he didn't know that the little girl who became a ghost every day
They are all here waiting for him to study.
The little girl who turned into a ghost looked at the little boy who left at night. She was very reluctant to leave. She longed that he could still read to her, but when it got dark, she couldn't see. So one night, the little ghost girl
It turned into many small luminous bugs, surrounding the little boy who was about to go back that night. The little boy looked at the luminous bugs that had been spinning around, and suddenly his eyes were filled with tears, and he murmured: "Is it you? You
Do you still want me to read to you?"
After that, even late at night, the little boy still read by the river with the help of glowing bugs. Many years later, the little boy became a very famous scholar. Even though he was invited by many people, he did not
Leaving this place, he always stayed with her, and she always stayed with him.
"Chen Mo, if I fell here and died just now, would you read to me?"