Xu Zhi went to the dream world and took a look. The old green skin was shouting at the young green skins to do their work.
As a captain, Xu Zhi did not need to do such hard work, so he took out a book.
Based solely on physical data, Xu Zhi is now in the basic cultivator category, has passed the high school entrance examination, and will soon enter high school.
Xu Zhi thought about it, the old man's cultivation book can also be read.
The level of Changchun True Yang Kung is a bit high. Xu Zhi decided to wait and master some more basic knowledge before practicing this fourth-rate superior technique.
He has watched the video of Changchun True Yang Kung, the explanation is very detailed and accurate, and there is even a demonstration by Yan Xuankong.
However, there were many parts that he didn't understand at all, which was a blow to Xu Zhi, who prided himself on being a top student. No matter how smart he was, it was useless if he didn't learn the basic knowledge firmly.
When practicing Qigong, it is easy to make mistakes every step of the way. It is better to practice after you understand it than to make changes after practicing. Xu Zhi has a good attitude and is not reckless.
First, let’s take a look at the lower Qi training techniques to expand your knowledge, and then practice Changchun True Yang Kung Fu.
It was obvious that what the old man left behind was not a high-level secret book. Xu Zhi knew it very well. He continued to decode the essence of cultivation and reset the book.
In the book, cut out what should be cut, glue certain pages back to the front when they should, and erase some places.
This is a family heirloom left by the old man to Xu Zhi. Xu Zhi was warned many times by the old man back then. Even though it was his first time operating it, Xu Zhi was able to do it with ease.
Not long after, the cultivation essence in Xu Zhi's hand had changed greatly. The book, which was as thick as the writings of ancient sages, only had less than thirty pages left.
"My son Xu Zhi, if one day you master this martial arts alone, it seems that I am dead. I am sorry for you and can no longer take care of you. In the future, you will need to forge ahead alone."
When Xu Zhi read the first sentence, his tears fell instantly.
How long ago had the old man prepared this book? Xu Zhi vaguely remembered that it seemed to be when he was only seven or eight years old. At that time, he was chased by Xu Zheng every day to practice running, and was urged by the old man to recite this book.
Decoding of book sets.
"I hope I can live longer so that I can stay with you for a longer time. Unfortunately, I am ill and my practice has gone astray. The injuries I suffered in my early years have recurred. Now that I am getting older, it becomes harder to survive."
"There is a place in this world called ruins, which contains hope. I went there several times, hoping that one day I could break through and enter the level of an expert cultivator. Now, it seems that I have failed."
"You can learn orthodox qi training techniques in key high schools. You have to work hard and don't go wild."
"Dad's qi-training skills are flawed and I can't leave them to you, but his martial arts skills are very good, including the Thousand-Jun Stick Technique, which uses strength to overcome cleverness and can defeat several people. You can learn it."
"If one day you reach the level of advanced practitioners, you can go to 131°N and 121°E. At zero o'clock on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year, the ruins will open the door for you. Remember, you have to stay there for two days.
Bring enough water and food, and beware of some unusual monsters."
What the old man left behind were the coordinates of longitude and latitude. With Xu Zhi's knowledge, he was able to know the location very quickly.
No wonder that in the past few years, the old man often went out during those two days and never said a word when he came back.
It's no wonder that thieves actually entered that small house, which was only a few square meters away. I'm afraid someone with some intentions has already targeted the old man.
In the end, the old man failed to find hope. He died of illness in bed, his face distorted.
That day, Xu Zhi's heart was broken.
Wiping away his tears, Xu Zhi hugged the book tightly in his arms.
This day, this night, time seems very short.
Xu stared at the book. He wanted to keep every word in his heart and never forget it.
Looking at the clock, nearly nine hours had passed. Xu Zhi wiped away his tears and regained his composure. Should the days move forward?
One cannot look back on the past, one must look forward.
After comforting himself, he suddenly became confused and couldn't get out. He actually couldn't get out.
Xu Zhi looked at the cabin in his mind. In the past, he could return to reality by entering his consciousness, but now he couldn't get out.
The magic value is obviously enough, but he has used it several times and it is still in the same place.
What the hell is this?
Xu Zhi's mood became a little worse after he had just recovered. According to speculation, his dream world should have relatively rare mutant superpowers, but there are no superpowers that are so deceptive to his master.
Shouldn't he be well assisted and help himself to soar ninety thousand miles away?
What's the point of being locked up here?
Eight, seven, six...
Xu Zhi watched as his magic value dropped to zero. He tried nine times and failed nine times.
There is no prompt on the panel.
What the hell kind of system is this? The Buddhist system is too powerful. Why don't you give it a shout?
Xu Zhi searched himself up and down, inside and out, trying to find any difference.
What caused him to be unable to return to reality? Xu Zhi calmed down and began to think about the differences between himself and before.
If there is a problem, there must be a reason. As long as he finds the root of the problem, Xu Zhi believes that he can solve it.
The first one is that in reality, the body is severely damaged, and while it is recovering after taking the Dragon and Tiger Pill, the body cannot return to its original point.
Second, my mood swings are relatively large, which may have caused some adverse mental reactions.
It is probably for these two reasons that Xu Zhi calmed down his mind. The second mentality, Xu Zhi will adjust as soon as possible.
As for the first physical problem, Xu Zhi can only wait for his body to recover in two days in reality to see if he can go back then. He just hopes that his body will not starve to death in reality.
It's a bit difficult not to eat, drink or poop.
You might even wet the bed, that kind of thing.
"The portal is installed"
"so beautiful"
…
The cheers of the jungle elves came from the village. Xu Zhi thought about it and decided to take a closer look in the dream world. The existence of the dream world is very strange. This is what he wants to understand. What is the reason for his innate power to produce such a strange thing? In a dream world, his supernatural talent built a bridge for him, allowing him to have a body in the dream world.
The difference is huge. As Xu Zhi's knowledge increased, he began to have more doubts.
In the center of the village, a two-meter-high teleportation gate stood up. The main body of the teleportation looked like a random halo circle in the wild, but under the aperture, there was a small square platform to avoid intrusion.
A trace of fire kept flickering under the base of the portal. Xu Zhi looked at it for a while and felt that it looked familiar.
Then I suddenly thought, isn't this the eternal fire in the old green village chief's room? The portal is driven by fire?
Wasn't the village chief's house demolished?
The village chief is so great.
"Someone go in and give it a try to see if the portal is working properly."
"It must be normal. You can see that the halo is lighting up."