After January, the spring breeze blows and everything revives.

I don't know what tricks Chen Dachui used, but he went to the blacksmith shop to become an apprentice. This sword, Xu Tianran, Jiang Yan, and Jiang Li, were so jealous that they could touch it every day. It was not the wooden sword or bamboo sword played by children in the back alleys.

, that is a genuine iron sword, Jiang Li said with envy: "Big iron hammer, what does it feel like to touch the sword?"

In fact, Chen Dachui just came as an apprentice. Let alone the sword, Lao Mo was not even allowed to touch the kitchen knife. He was only allowed to do odd jobs, serve tea and water, wash and cook. How could these big hammers tell them that the big hammers were serious?

, closed his eyes and said: "As soon as my warm hand grasped the cold sword, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated, the blood in my body flowed rapidly, and the sword intention accumulated in my chest. With a slight wave, I felt the sword energy rising everywhere."

Everyone screamed when they heard it. Lu Xiaobu just hid behind and listened. Xiao Heitan was timid and didn't dare to get too close. He never thought that Xu Tianran gave up half of his body, pulled Lu Xiaobu, and started talking to him.

They all stood together. Lu Xiaobu was so angry that he didn't dare to say anything. It was nice to hear what Chen Dachui was talking about, but he was really afraid of these people. Tang Yunjie and the other three left inexplicably. The husband said they would come back

Lu Xiaobu didn’t know what the reason was. In short, he had to avoid these foreigners, even Xu Tianran. Anyway, Xiao Heitan felt that apart from the local students who had no sense of existence like himself, how much could Maizidi have to talk to?

sentence, but the female classmates were so shy that they dared to talk to them. Unknowingly, they had less and less presence in the school. Of course, Maizidi had even less presence.

Squeezed among them, Lu Xiaobu's muscles were all tense, fearing that he would squeeze the brothers next to him and disappear inexplicably. However, it was really fun to listen to Big Iron Hammer introduce various swords, Lu Xiaobu

Bu thought for a while, he also heard about the last fight, and felt that Xu Tianran must be a good person, otherwise why would he fight with them? Although he was beaten, he would not dare to stop him even if he was beaten to death.

Lu Xiaobu glanced at the wheat field that was looking at him eagerly, and secretly glanced at him, intending to turn around and tell him what he had said?

Most of boys' happiness is very simple. Unlike girls, most of them talk about rouge, gouache, and clothes styles, which are all things that are incomprehensible.

After leaving the hall, the big hammer returned to the blacksmith shop. Old Mo said coldly: "Where is the sword energy?"

Big Iron Hammer was dumbfounded. He heard all the bullshit he boasted in the school. He didn't explain it and quickly made a cup of hot tea for the master. "Master, I'm here to help you with your hard work. I will bring you tea and water to share your worries and solve your problems."

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After returning home, Xu Tianran saw Lao Bai and his husband both there, one drinking tea and the other drinking.

Lao Bai asked: "How is your sword-drawing practice going?"

Xu Tianran said confidently: "It must be done. I will demonstrate it to you. It is called a suave one." Xu Tianran pretended that the bamboo sword had a scabbard, pulled it out heavily, and held it horizontally in front of him.

Lao Bai shook his head and said: "It's too deliberate. I'll only do it once, so you can watch it." Lao Bai gently held the bamboo knife and drew it at will. His momentum was like a rainbow, and his sword intent was overflowing. The young man looked surprised. Sure enough, Jiang was still the same.

Old and spicy.

The teacher put down the wooden tea cup and asked, "Xu boy, what do you think of your cultivation talent?"

Xu Tianran said nonsense: "That is naturally the best in the world. You can become the best in the world by practicing casually."

The gentleman smiled and said: "That's right, that's also wrong."

Xu Tianran was surprised and said: "I'm talking nonsense. I've known since I was a child that I have no cultivation potential."

Lao Bai took off the gourd and took a sip of wine. He was a rough man, so he should leave the teaching to Lao Wu. After all, my apprentice was considered half of his apprentice, and he only borrowed his half because of his mischief.

The teacher patiently said: "For monks to practice, they must have complete spiritual veins and the main spiritual veins are unobstructed before they can practice. The human body has 365 acupoints, which are like lakes and are used to store spiritual power. There is a gap between the acupoints and the main spiritual veins.

Branch spiritual veins are connected. Simply put, the human body is like a river, with a main stream and tributaries. When practicing, it absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and stores the spiritual power from the main stream in the acupoints. When fighting, the spiritual power flows from the lake into the main stream and leaks out.

.The amount of spiritual power and the size of the spiritual veins determine the level of the realm. Your body is special, and you can be considered a genius once in a thousand years, or a loser. Your main spiritual vein is extremely broad, and most monks in the world have such small main spiritual veins.

A stream is like a trickle. Even if you are a master of the Sky Mirror, most of it is as vast as the Guangling River. And your main spiritual vein is countless times wider than the Guangling River. It is not an exaggeration to call it a vast ocean. Your acupuncture points are also abnormal.

It’s vast, like huge isolated lakes, even as large as a lake in the world that can be named a sea.”

Xu Tianran was frightened when he heard it. The better he said it before, the worse the result would be later, so he kept waiting.

As expected, the gentleman continued: "But without water replenishment, no matter how big the lake is, it is still a dry lake bed. The broad main spiritual vein can absorb the spiritual energy of the world. Of course, the width of your spiritual vein cannot just be called absorbing, it should be swallowed by a whale. Without support.

Spiritual veins, the spiritual energy swallowed by whales has nowhere to store. It either flows away in the main spiritual vein in vain, or a little bit remains in the main spiritual vein. It is correct to say that your physique is extremely easy to practice, but the realm can only be crossed by five levels at most.

The threshold of quality.”

After Xu Tianran listened, he looked at the gentleman who was making tea and drinking tea with a calm expression, and said urgently: "Sir, is there a way to solve this problem?"

The gentleman nodded, "Do you know the story of an iron pestle ground into a needle?"

Xu Tianran shook his head.

The teacher calmly said: "The white peacock you are talking about is Lao Li. When he was a child, he saw an old woman sharpening an iron pestle. He didn't know what was going on and asked the old lady, why are you sharpening the iron pestle? Grandma

The answer is, as long as the iron pestle is ground into a needle. After saying that, it disappeared. The young man put the iron pestle away. Later, whenever the young man encountered a bottleneck in his practice, he could understand the painstaking efforts of the old woman by grinding the iron pestle.

If you want to succeed, you have to work as hard as sharpening an iron pestle. The young man has been trained as a great swordsman since he was a monk. It is not a problem to carry an iron pestle on his back every day. He stores the iron pestle in the orifice and keeps it warm, and continues to polish and polish with his spiritual power.

The iron pestle has benefited the young man a lot, polishing his mind and honing his swordsmanship. After a hundred years, the iron pestle was finally ground into an embroidery needle by Lao Li. Lao Li also benefited greatly from this. Lao Li named the needle

Shu Dao. Now for him, Shu Dao is of little use, but Shu Dao is of great significance to Lao Li."

Xu Tianran said happily: "The Shu Dao is the key to unblocking the spiritual veins in my body. Sir, don't worry, I have a good relationship with White Peacock. I will ask him personally, and he will definitely be willing to lend me the Shu Dao."

Speaking of this, Lao Bairou said painfully: "It's already been exchanged."

Xu Tianran said happily: "Sir, when will it start? I want to start practicing immediately."

The master said solemnly: "The beauty of the Shu Tao is that it has been nurtured by Old Li for a very long time, and it has spirituality itself. It can swim along the spiritual veins in your body, and by running the formula, it can swim upstream, just like

Just like digging a canal, it digs out spiritual veins in your body. If you want to have such an effect, you first need to be recognized by the Shu Dao. Only when it connects with you will it be willing to help you open up spiritual veins. In the world of immortal soldiers, gods

There are thousands of soldiers, but there are only a few that can open up spiritual veins, and there are only a few or two immortal weapons that can open up spiritual veins without damaging the foundation of the avenue."

The teacher paused for a while, took a sip of tea, and took a deep breath, "Naturally, it is extremely difficult to recognize the master of Shu. If there is an accident, you will die. Neither I nor Old Man Bai can save you. It is up to you to open up the road.

The spiritual pulse process is extremely long and extremely painful, just like a poisonous insect eating the heart. It cannot be completed in a few months, but can last for years or even decades. Sir, I am not afraid of making you unhappy. You have a good nature.

The hatred and obsession in your heart are too deep and the murderous intention is very serious. Sir, I am afraid that you have endured great pain during the long process of opening up the spiritual veins, and your mood will eventually collapse. Even if you successfully open up the spiritual veins in the future, you will become a murderer.

The big devil. Think about it carefully, do you want to take the risk?"

Lao Bai stroked the young man's head and said softly, rarely seen in a century: "I believe you."

Xu Tianran bowed deeply to the teacher and said, "If the student is willing to give it a try, he will not be disappointed."

The teacher stood up and said gently: "Remember, no matter how hard you work for good, no matter how tired you are, don't lose hope in human nature. If you have hope in your heart, you will live."

Xu Tianran nodded, "It's great to meet Mr. Lao Baihe."

Lao Bai laughed and said: "This flattery is a bit stiff."

The husband said displeased: "From now on, I have to talk about you first, then Lao Bai. The order is very important."

Lao Bai kicked him forward, and the husband took a few steps back, allowing Lao Bai to jump away.

The gentleman folded his sleeves with both hands and smiled with squinted eyes. Lao Bai picked up Xu Tianran for the first time. The burly Lao Bai's arms were extremely broad. He felt warm and at ease in Lao Bai's arms. There was silence in the room, and time seemed to have frozen.

I hope the time will go slower. After a long time, the husband said: "Let's get started."

The gentleman used his spiritual power, and his breath flowed thousands of miles. The Shu Dao hidden in the orifice was instantly captured. The gentleman lifted his fingers, and there was a very thin golden embroidery needle between his fingers. Xu Tianran took a deep breath and followed the old instructions.

Breathe rhythmically using Bai Jiao's breathing method, and then silently recite the mantras taught by Mr. Bai, opening the first meridian of the main spiritual meridian in turn, until the last meridian of Du is fully opened, and the abundant spiritual power of Qingshan Town is swallowed up like a whale.

Entering Xu Tianran's Ren Vein, the originally dry riverbed became moist like a rain after a long drought, and the spiritual power flowed from a trickle to a surging river. Xu Tianran could not store spiritual power in his body, so he had to let the spiritual power pour out from the Du Vein.

The teacher slowly sent the Shu Dao from the Ren meridian to Xu Tianran's spiritual meridian, and immediately blocked the young man's Ren and Du meridian. The young man's body could not store spiritual power, so the sir built two dams in the young man's body, draining the spiritual power.

The power is trapped in the young man's body and is used to warm up the Shu Dao. It is too early to be recognized by the Shu Dao. Even though the young man's main spiritual vein is extremely broad, he cannot store too much spiritual power.

If the force is too much, the main spiritual vein will be like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and the whole body will collapse. At that time, it will be really hard to save the gods. There are, not many, people in the world who can be as precise as the master. They can be counted on one hand. For example

Lao Bai, who is a better fighter, can't do it.

As soon as Shu Dao entered Xu Tianran's spiritual vein, he ran around, as if he didn't want to be trapped in the small spiritual vein, and wanted to play around in the young man's body. However, after swimming around for a long time, he found that there was only

A wide and boundless river, but it was blocked by two dams at the front and rear. Shudao became angry for a while, and rammed his cavalry into the dam of the main spiritual vein. The young man suddenly felt pain and fell to the ground, trembling.

.It seemed like there was a restless little tiger inside his body, biting his internal organs. The boy in green shirt suddenly became soaked. Lao Bai picked up the towel, blocked the boy's mouth, picked him up, and put him in his room.

On the small bed, I moved a stool and stood by the bed.

At the door, there was an old man with his sleeves folded.

During the morning class at the school, the teacher asked Liu Ruyun to watch. In the morning, Bai Tu was going to kill pigs and sell the meat, and he would watch over the boy. After lunch, the teacher went back by himself, and Lao Bai would watch over the boy. In the evening, both of them understood each other tacitly.

, Lao Bai was sitting on the boy's bedside, and his husband was guarding the door. After all, there is a difference between closeness and distance. Lao Bai was the young master, and his husband was only half a master.

The young man was in a coma for three days and three nights. The severe pain made him unable to practice Buddhism.

The young man's endurance reached the limit time and time again. Almost every time, he fell into coma just after waking up, and his consciousness was shattered by the impact of Shu Dao.

On the fourth day, the young man opened his eyes. There was no trace of blood on his pale face. Lao Bai said with concern: "Don't talk, keep your mind safe."

The young man forced out a smile and said, "Old Bai, I want to eat."

Lao Bai nodded and went to the kitchen to cook for the boy. As soon as the fire was lit, the boy suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell down again. In the middle of class, the teacher rushed over in a hurry and scolded: "What time has it been? How dare you leave?"

By the bed."

Lao Bai took off the gourd from his waist and said, "He asked me to leave, so I had no choice but to leave."

The husband shook his head. Why are you so stubborn at such a young age?

Lao Bai breathed out a breath: "I'll cook it and keep it warm in the pot. When Xu Xiaozi wants to eat it, he can eat it at any time."

The husband nodded and sat on the boy's bedside.

Although the teacher said that the young man's life was in danger, how could he let half of his disciples' lives be in danger? If there was an accident, if the teacher interrupted the young man's spiritual veins and controlled the Shu Dao, the young man would no longer have the power to practice in the future.

At least he can still survive.
To be continued...