Dedicate One’s Mind

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Wu Yi stretched out and woke up. It was almost noon, and the surging heat wave made the summer insects in the treetops chatter endlessly.

It has to be said that sleep is indeed a good way to eliminate fatigue, but the disadvantages are also obvious. If you rely on sleep to replenish your energy every day, there will be very little time left for practice.

Wu Yi remembered the red light that the black beetle had sent to him before, and did not dare to delay. He imagined that the red light appeared in Wu Yi's mind.

Wu Yi had previously discovered that the red light is actually composed of pictures, standing or sitting, lying or standing, with various postures and different expressions.

Wu Yi suddenly thought of something and asked Zhuzi: "Hey, didn't you say that the great master is a mutant? How can he have human skills?" Although this red light was not surrounded by the flames of the black beetle, He was blocked, but out of caution, Wu Yi still asked.

"When immortals understand the origin, in a sense, there is no longer any classification of species. The reason why you see the figure of the human race is because you see it from the perspective of a human race. You can try to look at it from another perspective. "Anyway, Wu Yi has been given this technique, and Black Beetle did not hesitate and explained it to Wu Yi openly.

When Wu Yi heard this, he imagined that he was a black beetle and looked at it. Sure enough, the picture had changed into black beetles opening their mouths or waving their tentacles. When he thought about other animals, the picture also changed one by one. It is indeed a powerful work. The Dharma is completely different from what Wu Yi himself realized.

Transformed into a human figure again, Wu Yi still sighed and was shocked.

"Does this technique have a name?" After the shock, Wu Yi's heart was still full of admiration and he couldn't help but ask.

"It's just an ordinary skill, what's the point of naming it?"

Black Beetle looked down on the farmers in the countryside just like the residents of the imperial city. Wu Yi was choked and speechless.

After feeling bored, Wu Yi also stopped asking questions, abandoned distracting thoughts, looked at the red light wholeheartedly, and tried to imitate the movements on it.

Wu Yi discovered that the red light seemed to be extremely chaotic and endlessly changing. In fact, there were only nine movements, involving the head, hands, feet, chest, abdomen, back, waist, legs, shoulders and other parts. However, these nine movements passed through different The combinations form thousands of changes, which really turns decay into magic.

After understanding this, Wu Yi's admiration for that powerful person went even further.

A simple movement is nothing more than that one part moves, while other parts do not move. The range of change depends entirely on your heart. In short, only this one part can move.

During the practice, Wu Yi was surprised to find that as long as he made one of the movements, the red light would automatically change to that movement, and then change again, just like a teacher teaching earnestly.

It’s just that this teacher is too awesome. Wu Yi was sweating profusely, and the red light was indeed changing constantly, but it was difficult for Wu Yi to keep up with it.

One movement, two movements, and the third one was very difficult. As for the fourth one, he couldn't keep up at all, so he had no choice but to give up. The red light also stopped, as if waiting for Wu Yi to slowly recover.

Just when Wu Yi stopped to adjust his Qi, Black Beetle said at the right time: "As long as you can insist on performing the nine movements in a row, you can still generate Qi even without using other exercises. Considering that you have five One lesson per day, so this red light can only exist for five days, if -, hehe."

Black Beetle didn't say clearly what happened, but that insidious laugh said everything.

Wu Yi ignored his villain's success. At this time, it was meaningless to argue with him about why he should not let the red light exist for a few more days. The black beetle could have choked Wu Yi to death due to insufficient intake of Yang Qi. You must know that Wu Yi was unjust. Previously, he was in danger and forced Black Beetle to use his skills.

When Wu Yi planned to have Black Beetle hand over his hidden possessions in advance, he was already prepared to have a backup plan.

Now we can only advance, not retreat. Wu Yi secretly encouraged himself and clenched his hands.

After his breath calmed down, Wu Yi returned to practicing.

Inside the cave, there were only bursts of fists, wind, kicks, and the sound of Wu Yi shouting.

Early next morning.

"Huo." Wu Yi suddenly leaned back and there was a sound of breaking wind.

"I finally managed to pull out the fifth move." Wu Yi's face was filled with sweat and he looked excited, but it couldn't hide the worry and irritability on his eyebrows.

Since he started practicing these nine movements at noon yesterday, he quickly performed the fourth movement, but has been unable to perform the fifth movement.

Although these movements are not as nerve-wracking as reversing Xiao Zhoutian, they cannot be practiced continuously. After stopping, you need to calm down your breath to restore yourself to the best state. Otherwise, you will not be able to continue the movements. It's like doing useless work.

Even if he postpones the method he came up with to reverse Xiao Zhoutian's practice and spends all his time practicing these nine movements besides eating and sleeping, it seems that he still cannot complete the task of performing these nine movements continuously within five days. .

When taking another break, Wu Yi realized that he could no longer continue like this and something had to change.

Wu Yi tried hard to think about what kind of help he could borrow. After leaving his family to go abroad, his control over resources was not an order of magnitude higher than that of the local princes and nobles. There was no panacea that could be taken to restore health.

What else? Wu Yi's mind was racing, and inspirations emerged one by one and were shattered one by one, until he remembered Black Beetle's words.

The first thing Black Beetle said to me was that this body refining technique could be a benefit, it could be a benefit, what kind of benefit it could be, and it should be that it could help me reverse the effects of Little Zhou Tian. Wu Yi's thoughts changed rapidly, and he gradually grasped the key points.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wu Yi's face changes constantly, sometimes confused, sometimes happy, sometimes distressed, but in the end it all becomes one, that is perseverance.

When Wu Yi practiced again, he no longer insisted on doing the movements in a precise manner, but tried to integrate his previous insights into this set of body training techniques. To be on the safe side, he first tried the turtle and snake. The breathing technique, this breathing technique does not involve the secret of cultivating immortals, it is just for strengthening the body.

Very easily, Wu Yi quickly integrated this breathing technique into the process of body training, and even the fifth movement that he had barely performed before became much smoother. In other words, Wu Yi was already familiar with the fifth movement.

Sure enough, Wu Yi smiled slightly. This set of physical training techniques needs to be used in conjunction. After figuring out the way, Wu Yi became more confident, tightening his abdomen and shrugging, kicking and punching, with smooth and easy movements.

Black Beetle sensed this scene, raised his head and glanced at Wu Yi, with a complex expression on his face, and then lowered his head again, breathing in the energy of Chu Yang.

After perfectly integrating the Tortoise and Snake Two Elephants Breathing Technique with the Body Refining Technique, Wu Yi began to try to incorporate the little reversal method he had come up with.

One week, two weeks, until he could no longer hold on, "Ah, thirty-two weeks." Wu Yi cried out in shock.

You must know that the last time Wu Yi was on the verge of collapse after only twelve weeks, he slept all morning to regain his energy. And the reason why he can't persist now is not because of lack of energy, but because of shortness of breath. This means that he can continue to practice. Go on, how could this not make Wu Yi happy? No wonder he was surprised by his usually reserved temperament.

In addition, he could only complete the fifth movement before, but now he can complete seven movements in one leap, and complete two movements in a row, which is equivalent to his hard work in a day, or even more.

After understanding the direction of his cultivation, Wu Yi studied hard and practiced diligently. In the next few days, he practiced all the time.

On the fifth day, Wu Yi still got up as early as the previous days. He had a hunch that today he would be able to feel angry in one fell swoop. It was an inexplicable feeling. Wu Yi even vaguely realized that if he missed it today, he might have it next time. This premonition will take a long time to pass.

This opportunity was decided not to be missed. Wu Yi thought. After gathering his mind, Wu Yi began to slowly stretch his body with punches and kicks. His breath was endless, like a turtle or a snake, both sharp and powerful.

Wu Yi, who had completely calmed down, forgot about time and space. He only remembered that he was constantly breathing spiritual energy along the small Zhoutian meridians and constantly impacting the lower Dantian. He only remembered those nine movements, and even the order of the nine movements he had practiced before. I also forgot that it counts wherever I hit.

Wu Yi is no better than a drunk person now. He is in a daze, but it is this dazed state that is natural and not artificial, which is the most likely to cross the gap between immortals and truly enter the world. Immortal way.

The first bell rang, but Wu Yi did not wake up. Selflessly, he struck faster and faster. Gradually, ordinary people could only see a shadow, and his afterimages were everywhere in the air.

The second time the bell rang, Wu Yi hadn't woken up yet, but at this time, his shooting speed was getting slower and slower, but now it was hard to see what moves he was using, with the shadows of the nine movements still there. , but it doesn’t seem to be the same, and it seems to blend them together.

Originally, because Wu Yi did not fully master the nine movements, the pause in the middle was clearly visible, but now it is not visible because the movements have become slower, or perhaps the pause is not obvious because he is about to fully master it.

The third time the bell rang, morning classes began. Wu Yi was absent from class, but when the third time the bell rang, Wu Yi suddenly stopped.

"Rang,"

There was a long and profound sound of inhalation, and spiritual energy poured in from his mouth and nose like a tide. Wu Yi's eyes were closed, his face was calm, and in a trance, his consciousness seemed to be integrated with the entire breathing process.

Above Wu Yi's head, a mysterious turtle appears vaguely, inhaling for a long time, and a celestial snake exhales slowly and slowly. The turtle and the celestial snake are connected head to tail, blending into a black and white Tai Chi yin and yang diagram, slowly rotating.

The spiritual energy running methodically in the body opened a gap in the lower Dantian, and a ray of spiritual energy entered the Dantian. The Dantian, which had been silent until now, suddenly trembled, swallowing up all the spiritual energy in the body. Wu Yi had to keep breathing. His face was red, his ears were red, and even the Tai Chi diagram above his head was fluctuating, and he was in danger of becoming distracted.

But soon after too much, the disappeared spiritual energy reappeared and was slowly spit out from the Dantian, but it seemed to be a little more agile than the original step-by-step spiritual energy. This is because the spiritual energy was mixed with a trace of Wu Yi's innate energy, also called innate vitality.

The spiritual energy disappeared and appeared sometimes in the acupoints. After twelve consecutive cycles, the spiritual energy finally stayed firmly in the acupoints. At this time, the spiritual energy and Wu Yi's own vitality had merged into one and were indistinguishable from each other.

The looming Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the void shone brightly and slowly fell until it sank onto Wu Yi's forehead.

When - as if being struck by a jade mallet, there was a clear sound in the ear, and the vision was completely white, and then a bright light shone, and the fluid in the mouth spontaneously flowed down the throat.

Wu Yi slowly opened his eyes, and a breath of turbid air was like an arrow, poking a hole in the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Yi took a step forward, only to hear the muscles and bones in his whole body ringing in unison, with a constant "click-click" sound, and his body suddenly lifted half of his head. He doesn't look like a twelve-year-old child, but more like a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy.

Wu Yi stood there and laughed. The panic after leaving home for the country was gone, and he looked contented.

The worries of the past month have finally disappeared. How can I prevent him from laughing out loud? It would be foolish to suppress his joy at this time. Only by keeping the mood natural can the greatest progress be made.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Yi realized that his monk's robes were messy, his hair was unkempt, and his whole body emitted a disgusting stench. This was the process of monks washing their hair and marrow after feeling angry, and expelling the dirt that was originally hidden in the body.

There is a hot spring in the innermost room of the cave. Since no one has lived in this cave for a long time, Wu Yi cleaned it once when he first came here. It was not particularly clean. But at this time, Wu Yi couldn't care about it anymore. He took off his clothes and soaked in them. In the hot spring, wash away all the dirt.

It's not that he didn't know that there was a morning class today, but it was not mandatory for disciples to go. If there were special circumstances, you could not go, such as a critical moment of cultivation, so Wu Yi took a nice bath and relieved all his worries. .

But what Wu Yi didn't know was that it was the morning classes he ignored that became his first crisis.

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