Chapter 024 Advancement innate

On the way, Ling Feng recalled what had happened in the past two days, as if in a dream.

Unexpectedly, in the past 19 years, I didn't even touch a woman's hand, but in just two days, there were two beautiful women who threw herself into her arms and enjoyed the taste of entertainment.

I remembered that when I was really exhausted, I had to recover. I sighed that the gentle hometown is a hero's grave! I think of my generation of heroes who almost fell on women. At least he still knows the danger of unstable mind to practice.

The valley where Dugu Qiubai is located has no road to go, which is extremely remote.

Ling Feng jumped over the mountains and rocks and grasses, getting lower and lower, and went straight into a deep valley.

The master and apprentice live in a cave, with stone as the bed and grass as the mat, fully carrying forward the spirit of hardship and simplicity.

Ling Feng is getting more and more worried, and the speed is getting slower and slower. After going out for two days, I didn't report a message. After a while, the old man didn't kill himself? This tension, a long journey of a column of incense in the past, actually gave him a full hour, which could replace the turtle and the rabbit.

It's almost noon.

The winter sun is not poisonous, but mild. It shines into the valley and makes people feel warm and comfortable.

Ling Feng entered the cave and shouted, "Master, I'm back!"

The hole is full of his echoes. There was no old man's scolding in the past.

Ling Feng has an ominous foreboding in his heart.

Thinking of Fu Junyu, she hasn't been addicted to an old man. There is also the old man's eagerness when he teaches himself martial arts, and the loneliness that occasionally flashes in his eyes when he thinks alone. At that time, he thought that the old man was Sichun. Now that he thinks about it, it is obviously a kind of attachment to a better life.

It's just that at that time, his "Yijinjing" had not been practiced to the point of being divine, and his eyes were not good. Now the previous situations inexplicably flashed in his mind, which made him panic.

I put down the vegetables and looked around. I saw that the poisonous pythons in Guxi were still entangled in groups of trees. There were birds flying in the sky, but there was no one in the rest.

After turning to the cave, the trees were green and the mountains were clear. After a walk, I came to a cliff.

The cliff is like a huge screen. It rises to the sky. In the middle of the cliff is about 20 feet from the ground, there is a large stone three or four feet square, which is like a platform, and the stone is faintly engraved with words. Looking up, it is clear that it is the two big words "sword mound".

Ling Feng said secretly, "I didn't see any words when I left. How did the old man engrave the words in this place for future generations? Isn't this a leak?" I'm also a little surprised that the old man has not used a sword for a long time. How can there be any sword mound? It's really a little strange.

I approached the cliff, but I saw that the stone walls, grass and trees were not born, and I was bare and had nothing to do. I don't know how the old man climbed up.

Ling Feng looked at it for a long time. His mind moved, jumped up, rose four or five feet, and turned his strength on the wall. Yijin Zhenqi was really mysterious, and he didn't fall down. If he did it a few times, he was on the platform in an instant.

Standing high and looking around, there is indeed a touching feeling that is different from usual. Suddenly, Ling Feng looked up to the sky and roared beside the sword mound, and echoed endlessly for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt something. He sat on his knees and breathed against the wind. He only felt that his chest and abdomen were full of breath, as if he wanted to take advantage of the wind.

He had a fever on the top of his head, and then he went down from the divine court, broke through the dove's tail, and passed through the sea of gas, and went straight to the spring at the bottom of his feet. In this way, he cycled through twelve small Sundays and thirty-six # big weeks, he returned to Dantian. He actually broke through the fifth layer of the Yijinjing at this moment and rushed into the sixth layer. There was continuous circulation all over his body, and there was no obstruction. It was the innate realm!

At this time, he only felt that every detail in his body was full of the most primitive vitality, full of surging vitality, and the internal force was positive and peaceful, slowly moistening his whole body.

You should know that people are not born, adopt the innate qi, to the pure, not fake external force, and after birth, use the mouth and nose, adopt the acquired qi, muscle and bone growth, turbid gradually, no longer the innate self-sufficiency.

Most of the so-called superior internal skills have the method of returning to the innate from the day after tomorrow, but it is really difficult to truly reach the innate situation. If there is no excellent opportunity, it is really difficult. Only when it reaches innate can a martial artist be qualified to explore the way of heaven, and martial arts are worthy of martial arts.

The work is nine turns, and the wind slowly closes.

He is very advanced in his skills, and his joy is beyond words. Isn't the old man forcing himself to break through the valley in order to break through the innate as soon as possible?

Of course, he doesn't think his breakthrough this time has anything to do with a few hungry meals. This is my good character, and there is nothing I can do.

Look at the stone carving, there is nothing but the two big words "sword mound". There is no long sword of future generations on the platform, which is empty.

Ling Feng was a little puzzled. Why did the old man leave the word "sword mound" on the wall? What's the meaning of doing this?

Look at the two words carefully. Although it is a stone, it is not as sharp as imagined. On the contrary, it is a pure meaning.

But after a closer look, I felt that the two words were integrated, and the lower strokes seemed to have no order. The more I looked at it, the more I felt that it contained infinitely deep meanings. There seemed to be clouds in front of me. The true qi in my body unconsciously swam away. Suddenly, the breath spurted out a mouthful of blood and squatted to the ground.

"With your current skills, you still can't understand my sword. Son of a bitch, get out of here!"

Ling Feng Yixi is the voice of the old man. Jumping off the platform, a handsome turn in the air, falling lightly on the ground, and rushing away with the sound.

After walking for a few miles, I faintly heard the sound of a roar, which was endless. The more I walked, the louder and louder, showing the sound of water.

Turning around a mountain gorge, the sound of the water was deafening. I saw a big white dragon-like waterfall between the peaks running down and rushing into a stream. It was thundering and turbulent. There were branches and stones in the water, and it flowed in a blink of an eye.

Dugu Qiubai later generations practiced swords in this mountain torrent. Is it here today?

In the past, Ling Feng had thought of jumping into this stream to cultivate internal strength. If he could resist the rapids for a long time, his strength would be greatly increased. Comrade Yang Guo, the Condor Heroes, did so. Unexpectedly, Dugu scolded him for defeat, but he didn't explain the reason.

Later, with Ling Feng's understanding of the Yijinjing deepened, he saw some clues that the power of Yijin is from the inside out to achieve the purpose of exercising muscles and bones. If it is catalyzed by external forces, although there is a quick effect, there is no doubt that there is no natural good, and there may be some hidden dangers.

Ling Feng's hands were trumpet-shaped and shouted at his mouth, "Master, where are you?"

As soon as the voice fell, a column of water swirled like a dragon and went straight to the sky.

What is strange is that there is a person standing on a column of water several feet high. His resolute and masculine face is full of traces left by years. The mist surrounds his whole body, like a fairy under the sunshine. He flew to the shore with the water dragon and stood with his hands on his back. The water dragon immediately sprayed Ling Feng's face, so embarrassed.

Ling Feng choked and said with a smile on his face, "Master! I haven't seen you for two days. Your demeanor is better than before!"

This person is the "sword demon" who seeks defeat!

Dugu Qiubai kicked him and kicked him. He didn't dodge it without changing a few body methods. Immediately, a dog ate shit and fell to the ground, with the style of Qingcheng's buttocks back to flatten the sand and falling geese.

Dugu Qiubai laughed and scolded angrily, "How many times have I said it? I'm only forty-three this year, and I'm not old yet!" OK, my wings are hard and I can fly. I dare to leave them as a teacher and go to the city alone to have fun!"

Ling Feng pretended to get up with difficulty and smiled, "How can it be? The day before yesterday, your proud apprentice, I was practicing light kung fu. I didn't pay attention to it for a while and got lost, so I found it.

"Is that right?" Dugu Qiubai doubted and said, "How can you, a teacher, look like you are overindulgent? Look at the spring # love on your face, it's obviously a broken boy's body.

Ling Feng touched his cheek and didn't believe it, "No, I can see it!" When a virgin becomes a woman, you can see with a little experience that this virgin grows up, and there are also tricks to see?

Dugu Qiubai came again and said angrily, "Damn it! I just cheated you, and the truth was revealed! You are so disappointed as a teacher!" Then he said earnestly, "Feng'er, I told you not to go to the brothel, where it's easy to catch willow disease, which is very unsafe. If you don't listen, you will definitely regret it if something happens in the future. This disease is also difficult to cure with internal force.

In his opinion, Ling Feng broke the child's body in two days. Naturally, he went to the brothel. As for not considering him playing **, he believed in his character and naturally ignored that someone threw himself in his arms, which was not to believe in his charm.

Ling Feng rolled with a donkey. After avoiding this kick, he felt slightly proud. It's not easy! As soon as I got up, I was stunned after hearing this. How dare I think that I am this image in the eyes of the old man? It hurts my self-esteem.

Dugu asked for defeat and then said, "If you want to learn, you should learn from your master and me. 'I'm in the flowers, and the leaves are not stained'. I only look for a woman who is clean. It's so safe!" Then he added: "It's safer than a condom!"

Ling Feng nodded repeatedly and agreed. Even if he is dissatisfied, he can't show it, can he? In order to show his respect for the old man, he planned to cook a few dishes with his own hands to make up for his mistakes. Dugu Qiubai was very satisfied with his filial piety.

The two people went back to the cave, a harmonious scene of filial piety.