Both of them stepped forward to help the boy up, smiled and nodded with great relief.

Finally, Du Tian gave a few more tips on cultivation and left one after another with Ji Shan.

Looking at the two elders' departure, Chen Ling felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Uncle Du Tian's sternness and Grandpa Ji Shan's kindness were all ubiquitous care for him. The leaders of the two clans put such high hopes on themselves. When they were lost, they still did not give up on themselves. This moved him quite. He looked at the scroll in his hand, and his mood became more firm, and he just shouted softly in his heart: "You can do it, Chen Ling."

In a familiar corner, a small cave room looks different from other houses. The outdoors are full of debris. Compared with other residences, this cave room is particularly remote. You can reach the back mountain of the cave by walking a few steps outside the residence.

Compared to this, it is more quiet and comfortable. After returning to his residence, Chen Ling did not rush to fall asleep. Instead, he sat on the bed and slowly opened the scroll in his hand. The scroll seemed ordinary. Just like the cultivation of his root veins a few years ago, there was nothing special. The only difference is that the content in this scroll is deeper.

This is actually just a separate handwritten copy by the head of the family. Each step of the pulse cultivation is strictly controlled by the clan members, and private transmission is strictly prohibited. This has always been an iron rule in the Xuan clan and must not be violated. It is said that it is because of the fear that the pulse cultivation will lead to the devil's way. In this Xuan Realm where thousands of demons reunited, once the demon's way is entangled, it will be eroded by thousands of demons and will never return. Therefore, the teaching must be followed by the supervision of the elders before it can be approached. This is also the legacy left by the old man.

Looking at the handwriting on this scroll, Chen Ling's mind echoed the words of Grandpa Ji Shan just now. The key to maturity cultivation is to study hard and practice hard. If the nine layers of root and veins are to lay the foundation, then the key to the cultivation of the abdominal veins is to gather the energy of heaven and earth in the abdomen, open the chakra in the body, and the spirit is the true essence, and to understand the combination of spirit and veins. These key points of cultivation are echoing in his mind at this time.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and slowly understood every word in the scroll. As he read it deeply, his face gradually became complicated, and he could understand every sentence between the lines, but it seemed that every sentence reached the key point in his body.

In recent years, when I was practicing the root veins, I always felt like I was bound by an invisible sudden force, which made me unable to control the meridian energy in my body. Therefore, the cultivation speed was so slow. However, this state made him unable to understand it thoroughly and could not speak. After a long time, he believed that this was a manifestation of his low talent and did not tell others. However, the gathering of heaven and earth energy on this vein was also something that every person who practiced mechanics had to face.

Putting down the scroll, he sat cross-legged, entered meditation, followed the practice method on the scroll, opened the abdominal chakra in his body, led the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, and carried out the circulation of the great circle. The veins qi surrounds the abdominal chakra slowly lingered, and a trace of residual heat was faintly wandering between his abdomen. However, these condensed qi of heaven and earth gathered in his body but was not solid, and it was so difficult to combine the spirit and the veins.

According to the principle, the first three meridians of Tai Chi meridians are the easiest to understand and practice, especially the first two meridians. Those who are Yi can complete them within two years, but when they arrive at Chen Ling, they feel that it is particularly difficult and cannot condense enough spiritual energy to open the chakra.

According to the scroll, when practicing the abdominal vein, the position of the abdomen in the body will appear with the depth of the practice. The abdominal vein represents true knowledge. If the abdominal vein is cultivated, six yellow petals will be produced. Those who cultivate the abdominal vein will be able to perceive the heaven and earth, which is like opening the door to creation, that is, after practicing the abdominal vein, you can use the energy contained in the pulse method.

Chen Ling, who was sitting on the couch, closed his eyes deeply. Beads of sweat dripped down on both sides of his forehead, but he did not see him moving slightly. Another hour passed quietly, and there was no change in the night indoors. Only what made people feel was that the night was getting deeper and the wind was lighter, but the figure of this young man was still the same.

It was unknown when the boy slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. His eyes were slightly distracted and disappointed. He slowly stood up, not caring about his sweaty clothes that had been wet all over. He looked at the scroll on the couch, shook his head with a wry smile, and seemed to have a light question in his heart, constantly asking himself why, why God still fulfilled the result he wanted. Could it be that he was the most immense mortal?

But he never understood what the ultimate goal of cultivation was. Chen Ling was silent for a long time, got up and walked out, and came to the entrance of the cave at the back mountain of the stone cave, which was closest to his residence. At this moment, it was the middle of Yin, and the most brutal evil spirit monster at night had already retreated, and the tribe members were also sleeping quietly.

After the thick fog dissipated, the earth seemed to be covered with thick makeup. After experiencing violence and cruelty, the calming night seemed quieter and softer, but it was so fragile, just like someone's heart, who had to enjoy his purity and his fragility pain. The stars slowly poked out in the sky, forming a long galaxy, setting off the night more holy and beautiful.

Whenever he doesn't fall asleep at night, Chen Ling always goes to the entrance of the cave to see the night. At this time, only the night and the stars in the sky know the bottom of his heart.

Chen Ling stood at the entrance of the cave, looked at the sky and was silent for a while, then sat down on a big rock. At this time, the breeze was blowing, and his clothes were moving slightly. He was sweating so hard that he felt refreshed and felt a little more comfortable inside.

He looked up at the stars in the sky, looked at the galaxy deep into the distance, with no end, and suddenly felt a lonely heart. He wished he was a bunch of stars in the sky, at least it shined among the stars. Perhaps only such reverie can make his heart look strong enough. Faced with such a state of mind, it was not the first time he was talking to his heart here, but just wanted to talk to the vast galaxy and find the lost comfort.

Another breeze hit, raising his hair lightly, as if it was a little cold. Chen Ling instinctively pulled his shirt, but his fingers accidentally touched the ribbon on his neck. Looking at the golden ribbon, he smiled, and the gentle feeling in his hand came to his leisurely, and it was always so familiar.

Looking at this carry-on thing that accompanied him, who had already merged with him, somehow it always touched his heart. I don’t know if it could understand himself or that it had already fallen into its excessive dependence. Looking at this ribbon, its ordinaryness is like itself, full of unknowns, but it is hard to understand.

As long as he could remember, his mother-in-law told him that this thing could not be taken, saying that it was his amulet and a sign of the good fortune of his clan members. From the day he fell into the Xuan Realm, the brocade belt was on his body, saying that he had scared away the monster in the fog. At first, he thought it was his mother-in-law who coaxed and comforted his childhood, so he curiously asked all the clan members, but everyone's answers were the same as what his mother-in-law said. Now, why don't you think it's funny?

In the night wind, Chen Ling sighed, tidied up the ribbon and stuffed it into the collar, put it on his chest and felt the softness as water. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it turned out that the most familiarity with himself was it.

At this moment, he subconsciously thought of something again, and his hand inadvertently touched his waist and held the bamboo flute in his hand, but he felt a sense of warmth. Whenever he was in a low mood, it could soothe the melancholy in his heart. Facing the quiet night and the galaxy, there should be a long tune to greet him, but the night was already deep and he was afraid that it would disturb the tribe members, so he had to give up.

Chen Ling pinched the bamboo flute in his hand and slowly looked at the word at the end of the bamboo flute. The word that made him seek answers all his life never did as he wished. When he looked at the word "Ying" again, a hint of sourness and incomprehension seemed to surge in his heart.

This word that the entire Xuan clan had never heard of was the only word that could be close to unraveling his life experience, but it filled him with countless disappointments until the desire was no longer enthusiastic, numb and cold.

Between the world and under the starry sky, this word is like a shining star in the vast galaxy, but it makes him never guess which one is the destination he is looking for. Chen Ling stroked the bamboo flute with his hand, then put it on his waist again, stood up and looked at the vast galaxy, and breathed a long sigh. He wanted to embrace the stars in the sky and make himself one of them. It was innocence, and he also hoped that this innocence could help him resolve the final doubts.

Maybe the bamboo flute and the brocade belt threw all doubts to yourself, but your life experience is also a doubt that makes it difficult for everyone and yourself to solve. Don’t blame the world for being confused. You are always obsessed with it. You know that the world is like fireworks, and the sky is like a sky.

The boy looked at the galaxy in the sky, felt the softness of the ribbon and the warmth of the bamboo flute, and became more calm and confident in his heart, because the two things had long been united with him and would never be separated.

The boy turned around and headed towards the residence, his back gradually disappeared in the night, and the night was still gentle, but this night seemed particularly quiet and long.

The next morning, at some point, Chen Ling woke up from the confused and instinctively wanted to stretch his waist, but found that he was still holding the scroll in his hand. He couldn't help but be surprised: "I don't know when I fell asleep last night."

After returning to his residence from the back mountain last night, he spread the scroll open and tried to refer to it. Perhaps the content was difficult or he was tired and fell asleep at some point. Chen Ling glanced at the content of the scroll again, then put it away and prepared to go out for a walk.

He went out the door and felt that it was just dawn. Before many tribesmen got up, they walked straight out of the cave and came outside the cave. The morning mist was misty, which made the distance not very clear, but the fog was white and warm, not as dark and terrifying as the fog in the night.

Chen Ling came outside the cave and was thinking about the contents of the scroll. Thinking of Uncle Du Tian’s words last night, he became firm again, trying to find a secluded place to practice breathing.
Chapter completed!