Linghu Heng walked around the hut, but there was no one alive around him. He was really bored. Although Linghu Heng had already guessed that this was the case, he still felt a little lost when the facts were before his eyes. He didn't know how to get back.
In the thatched house, Linghu Heng was lying on the bed, quietly raising his head and looking at the top of the thatched house, thinking about the next step. Should he stay here, or sneak down the mountain to find his adoptive father?
After staying in the Green Bamboo Forest for so long, Linghu Heng knew nothing about the Ancient Formation of Ten Thousand Swords. Although the Ancient Formation of Ten Thousand Swords was extremely powerful, it was not completely invulnerable. If a master attacked from outside, he would naturally attract swords.
The formation is the sharpest counterattack; but if it is from the inside out and does not attack, although the formation is very slow, it is not completely impossible to do so, not to mention the Wanjian Ancient Formation is very consistent with the mentality of the Ancient Sword Sect.
, even if you can't get out of the formation, your life is not in danger.
Linghu Heng had an impulse and wanted to go down the mountain to find his adoptive father immediately, but then he thought: "The old Taoist priest and the big man treat me so well. If I leave, won't I implicate them? I ordered
As a man, Hu Heng is supposed to do things alone, so how can he bring trouble to the big man and the old Taoist priest!" Thinking of this, the thought of going down the mountain was driven out of his mind. Linghu Heng continued to think: "But it's like this here.
It's so desolate. If you face that cliff all day long, you will definitely die of suffocation! However, the old Taoist priest seems to have copied the rest of the exercises, so he is not afraid of having nothing to do in a short period of time." Thinking of this, Linghu Heng said, "
"The carp is erect", he jumped up from the bed, grabbed the baggage that the old Taoist priest had placed on the table, and after shaking it open, he found that in addition to a few changes of clothes, a new book rolled out of the baggage and fell to the ground.
Linghu Heng put down his baggage, leaned over to pick up the book, and patted the dust on it. He saw on the cover was "Linfeng Sword Control Technique" written on it.
Linghu Heng was stunned and thought: "This old Taoist priest has always refused to teach me the sword control skills. Why has he changed his mind and taught me again now?" Linghu Heng felt very strange. He turned to the first page and saw that
The upright block letters came into view, and at a glance it was clear that it was written by Taoist Taoist Taoist Master. I saw on the title page, "If you are not strong enough to handle a sword, you will get twice the result with half the effort. If you practice hard, you will definitely hurt yourself."
You can't practice it forcefully. You must have the cultivation level of the middle stage of elixir formation before you can practice it step by step. Remember this!" Linghu Heng snickered secretly, "This old Taoist priest, if you don't want me to practice, why don't you go through such a big circle?
It doesn't matter, anyway, I have reached the barrier of cultivation, and I will naturally be able to reach the middle stage of pill formation in the near future. Let's start practicing again then, there is no rush now." Thinking of this, Linghu Heng threw the book away and put it away.
Everything was lost on the table. If any outsiders saw it, they would be so shocked that their eyes would pop out. Just kidding, this is the sword-controlling skill that ordinary cultivators seek from all over the world! But this is nothing in Linghu Heng's eyes.
, except that it is fun to fly with a sword, there is nothing that attracts him.
At this moment, he was so bored that Linghu Heng didn't know what to do. With nothing to do, he couldn't help but sit cross-legged and practice spiritual power. After practicing without the sun and moon, he just closed his eyes, and Linghu Heng opened his eyes again.
When he saw it, the sky was filled with stars, and a few hours passed before he knew it. However, this practice was not without effect. Linghu Heng sensitively sensed that the barriers to cultivation seemed to have loosened a lot, and only a few
You can enter the middle stage of alchemy in one step.
Suddenly, a "gurgling" sound came from Linghu Heng's stomach. Linghu Heng was stunned and laughed at himself: "After practicing, I don't even feel hungry anymore." He looked up.
, there was a rice basket on the table. Linghu Heng was a little surprised. He went to open it and saw that the food was covered with the same bowl. The food inside was still warm. There was also a note under the bowl.
, Linghu Heng picked it up and looked at it, but it was Wu Zhen's handwriting: "Junior brother, I don't dare to disturb you when I see you are studying, but although training is important, you can't forget to eat! Here is your favorite fried radish with mushrooms,
You have to eat it while it’s hot, otherwise it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”
After reading it, Linghu Heng couldn't help but laugh and said to himself: "The old Taoist priest speaks concisely and to the point, but the big guy is verbose. I really don't know how the old Taoist priest taught him. It's nothing like him!" After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but laugh.
He figured it out and stopped thinking about it. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. A large bamboo tube of rice and several side dishes were all eaten by him, which showed that he was really hungry. After eating, Ling
Hu Heng burped with satisfaction and did not clean up the dishes. He just sat on the chair and thought about how to spend the next three years.
But he has a rootless duckweed-like temperament, he just goes with the flow. He doesn't have much time to think about the future, so he might as well just forget about it. When Linghu Heng thought of this, he knew that it was useless to think too much, so he stood up and walked around
As he walked out the door, he was very restless and wanted to relax. It would be strange if he stayed in the hut every day and was bored out of his mind.
When Linghu Heng walked to the bottom of the cliff, he suddenly found that the moonlight was shining on the cliff. It seemed that several pictures were faintly displayed, but it was a man holding a sword and guiding the magic of the fairy sword! Linghu Heng was surprised for a while
, raised his eyes and looked at the moon. It looked like a jade plate. It turned out that today was fifteen. Linghu Heng had excellent eyesight. Even if the image on the cliff was blurry, Linghu Heng could still find a trace of charm. After observing for a quarter of an hour,
Linghu Heng discovered that this was actually a method of practicing sword control! However, the good times did not last long. Just a quarter of an hour later, as the position of the moon moved, the sword diagram gradually disappeared on the rock wall without a trace.
Linghu Heng had just been fascinated by what he saw. How could he give up so easily? He just wanted to climb up the rock, but found that there were only bare rocks on the fifty-foot-high cliff, and there was nothing to rely on. Linghu Heng's half-baked floating technique was
It is absolutely impossible to reach the top of the cliff. Thinking of this, Linghu Heng reluctantly gave up this idea, but he also thought: "Even if the floating technique can't go up, can't the sword control technique be able to go up?" So, Linghu Heng,
He is even more looking forward to the middle stage of alchemy, because Linghu Heng knows that the old Taoist priest will not lie to him. Sword-controlling skills cannot be practiced until the middle stage of alchemy. There should be a lot of truth in this.
Linghu Heng thought of this and observed the surrounding terrain again. He found that although the cliff was high, it was not as high as the mountain opposite. Therefore, the moonlight was not visible all year round and was blocked by the mountain. Only when the moon was full, the moon climbed
Only at the highest point can a sliver of moonlight shine through, covering the entire sword pattern in an impartial way. If someone deliberately arranged this, it can really be said to be a work of art! Linghu Heng thought:
"When the moon is full, only on the 15th and 16th of the month, maybe the Tomorrow Sword Picture can still be displayed under the reflection of the moonlight!" With this interesting thing, Linghu Heng suddenly became interested.
, I don’t feel any grievance or boredom about facing the wall anymore.
However, Linghu Heng was still a little reluctant to part with the sword picture. Although it was only a few quarters of an hour, Linghu Heng opened the mysterious door and got a glimpse of the true meaning of cultivating immortals. Don't talk about him, even though he seemed to be unable to eat.
People who have been cultivating human fireworks for hundreds of years, when they get this kind of opportunity, will almost never return, and they will never look back.
Although it was difficult to let go in his heart, as the moon moved westward, there was no trace of the sword diagram anymore. Linghu Heng had to return to the hut angrily. He reluctantly gathered his mind and entered the cultivation mode, but he was still worried and could not completely meditate.
Therefore, this practice has no effect at all, and the increase in spiritual power is so slight that it is almost negligible. When Wu Zhen brings food again, Linghu Heng will be able to sense it.
Wu Zhen walked into the house, brought out a few plates of side dishes, and put away yesterday's leftovers before asking: "Junior brother, are you used to living here?" Linghu Heng blinked and said:
"Why can't I get used to it? My life is quite comfortable without the old Taoist priest hanging around in front of me!"
Wu Zhen laughed and said, "Master, this is for your own good." Then he lowered his voice and said, "I heard that this cliff may contain the secret knowledge of our sect. Junior brother, you must seize the opportunity!"
After hearing this, Linghu Heng trembled slightly. He instantly thought of the sword picture on the cliff last night and thought to himself: "Is that the secret skill of our sect?" He replied without blushing and without a beating heart: "That's natural."
Wu Zhen said again: "Junior brother, did the food last night taste good? If not, I will study some new dishes for you to try."
Linghu Heng said: "Very good, just do it."
Wu Zhen's eyes suddenly turned red and he said: "Junior brother, you don't know, Master sat in your room all night last night. He didn't listen when I called him to eat. I don't know what happened."
Linghu Heng was shocked after hearing this, but he still said: "What's the point? It's not that I'm gone and no one will cause him any trouble, so he's happy!"
Wu Zhen shook his head and said, "Master treats you very well. I have never seen him treat anyone like this." After saying that, he packed up yesterday's leftovers and put them into the basket, "Junior brother, I have to go back.
, otherwise Master should be anxious, I will bring you food tonight, and if you are hungry, I also put some dry food in the basket." After saying that, he walked out of the hut.
Linghu Heng didn't hear clearly what Wu Zhen said later, and just repeated that sentence in his mind: "Master sat in my room all night last night? Master sat in my room all night last night? Why?
"Actually, he knew it in his heart, but he just refused to admit it.
Time passed minute by minute, and it was finally night. Wu Zhen delivered the meal again. He was very happy to see that Linghu Heng had finished the meal. He kept talking in Linghu Heng’s ear, and Linghu Heng then
He had other things on his mind, and he kept replying to Wu Zhen's words, seeming absent-minded. Wu Zhen said that he only had half an hour to deliver food, so he could see Linghu Heng for an hour every day. Of course, he had to
Wu Zhen finally finished speaking and left with his rice basket. Linghu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly ran out of the hut and waited for the moment when the moonlight reflected on the cliff. Gradually, the moon appeared again on the top of the mountain opposite. A ray of moonlight broke the silence of the night and softly reflected on the cliff. The sword diagram appeared again.
Like come out.
Just like the agreement, just a few minutes later, the sword diagram was hidden in the rock wall again. Linghu Heng felt a little disappointed because he only saw the sword diagram but could not understand the true meaning.
I scratched, but there was nothing I could do.
On the night of the second day, Linghu Heng was still sitting in front of the cliff, but the moon had turned waning and could no longer be reflected on the cliff. Although Linghu Heng had already guessed it, he still felt slightly melancholy.
In the next few months, on the fifteenth and sixteenth of each month, Linghu Heng will definitely sit in front of the cliff and study the sword diagram. Although it rains from time to time and the moon does not rise on cloudy days, Linghu Heng has already
After cultivating the determination of what I gain and what I lose, I will never complain about others again. However, one day five months later, Linghu Heng unknowingly broke through the barriers of cultivation and entered the middle stage of pill formation.