The next morning, the two of them packed up their things and prepared to go down the mountain.

When Chen Muzhi returned the 'Congshan' to Xuancheng, Xuancheng asked him: "Has he carved it out?"

Chen Muzhi nodded.

Xuancheng didn't ask much, reached out to take Kongshan and put it away.

The two left the thatched hut and before entering the forest, Xuancheng reminded Chen Muzhi with a serious expression: "After entering the forest, you must see my steps and not take a wrong step. Once you take a wrong step, we will never go down the mountain!"

Chen Muzhi nodded seriously quickly.

After entering the woods, Xuancheng walked in front. Because he had not healed his legs and feet, he walked very slowly. Chen Muzhi followed behind and followed carefully, and there was no accident along the way. Nearly an hour later, the two of them finally walked out of the range of the maze array and arrived at the big stone outside the boundary line.

At this time, Chen Muzhi's legs, which had not yet healed, had swollen. Every time he took a step, he felt like he was pulling the meridians hard, and it hurt so much that he had been gritting his teeth before. At this moment, when he heard Xuancheng say that it was safe, he didn't care about his image and politeness, and sat down on the ground next to the big stone and began to knead the sore and swelling legs.

Xuan Cheng knew his situation and didn't say anything when he saw this. He jumped onto the big stone beside him, stood on it, looked in a certain direction at the foot of the mountain for a while, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Muzhi, who was sitting below. He hesitated for a moment, and said, "What's the point in that book that I don't understand? Please ask when you have time now."

Chen Muzhi was stunned for a moment.

In fact, in order to memorize the whole book as soon as possible yesterday, he never thought about what the content inside meant. He just memorized all the content inside in his mind. Now Xuancheng asked him to ask, but he didn't know what to ask.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Cheng frowned and asked when he saw that he didn't say anything.

Chen Muzhi had to answer truthfully: "I just kept memorizing yesterday and didn't pay much attention to the contents."

Xuan Cheng was also stunned for a moment when he heard this. After turning around, he suddenly asked, "You can't memorize the whole book, right?"

Chen Muzhi was stunned for a moment, nodded, looked at Xuancheng in confusion, and asked, "Don't you need it?"

Xuancheng's expression became strange. After a moment, he smiled awkwardly and said, "It's good to memorize it all. Then you should first get familiar with the content. If you don't understand anything, just tell me."

Chen Muzhi thought Xuancheng's words were a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it.

Then, Xuancheng sat down on the big stone with his legs crossed, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Chen Muzhi, when Xuan Cheng mentioned this, began to become familiar with the contents of the book "Empty Mountain" in his mind.

The book Kongshan has a lot of content, and it is written with nearly a thousand words.

The first half of the content is basically described as strange people and strange things, including ghosts and monsters, and flying around. Only after these contents did we mention what practice is.

Chen Muzhi grew up in the General's Mansion since he was a child. Although he was not favored by the eldest wife, his father and brother have always treated him well, so he can be regarded as having a good reading of poetry and books since he was a child. Therefore, it is not difficult for him to understand the contents of the first half of Kongshan's book.

However, the picture described inside is like the immortal stories that Uncle Lian told him when he was a child. It floats in the clouds and makes people feel a little unreal.

Chen Muzhi didn't believe in the authenticity of those contents, but he was still willing to believe in the practice mentioned in the second half.

That day, in the thatched hut on the top of the mountain, Xuancheng took action to kill the strange man. Although he didn't see it very clearly, he still felt the power.

Although he had unexpected achievements that time, he could feel that even when facing the head-on battle, the strange man could not stand up to ten moves under Xuancheng.

That sudden sword technique is so weird!

Although I don’t know if Xuancheng’s swordsmanship was learned from this book, since he mentioned the practice method here that would be helpful to him, it should be really helpful.

While thinking about these things, Chen Muyi opened another chapter of his life, a brand new chapter in his mind.

He had not realized at this time that this book and the young Taoist priest who was about the same age as him on the stone beside him brought him a brand new world.

The book says that the so-called practice is like climbing a mountain.

At the beginning, people who climbed the mountain were always full of energy and confidence. However, often before climbing for a long time, some people would feel a little struggling and their firm will be shaken.

Gradually, these mountain climbers will gradually widen the distance due to physical strength gap. Some people can't hold on and are ready to give up. Some people, even if they have difficulty, still grit their teeth and persevere.

Later, among the leading groups, laggards began to appear. Some of these people gave up, and some continued to persist.

Further down, there were only a few people left, still burying their heads on the way up the mountain, occasionally stopping to enjoy the scenery along the way, and then continue moving forward.

Along the way, there will be people who can't hold on because they are exhausted. Of course, there will be people who still grit their teeth and continue to move up even if they use hands and feet together, but the speed is very slow.

In the end, there are only two types of people who can reach the top and enjoy the glory of the mountain. One is a person with good talent. The other is a person with good talent but can grit his teeth and persevere.

As for those who are so talented, even if they persist, they will not be able to climb the top of the mountain.

In other words, if you want to go far in practice, it is useless to rely solely on hard work. Talent is the decisive factor that determines the final outcome.

Thinking of this, Chen Muzhi couldn't help but secretly compare himself in his heart, wondering if he was of good talent or good talent? Or, that kind of talent is very average!

However, no matter what, he had to climb this mountain of cultivation!

Just as Xuancheng said, as long as he tries hard to climb, he will always be more confident when he goes to the strange stone valley this time!

He didn't want to escape from the strange stone valley, he just wanted to find out the real murderer who harmed his elder brother and then kill his enemy with his own hands!

When Chen Muzhi thought of his elder brother, his mood was a little excited. He took a deep breath, suppressed his surging emotions, and calmed himself down. When he was about to start learning to practice according to what the book said, Xuan Cheng, who was sitting on the stone next to him, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late, let's go down the mountain."

When Chen Muzhi heard this, he had to suppress the idea of ​​preparing to start practicing.

Xuan Cheng jumped off the stone beside him, and after tying his eyes around his face, he asked him, "How is it? Can you leave?"

Chen Muzhi nodded: "Can you leave!"

"I can't leave anymore, just say it!" Xuan Cheng said, and took the lead in walking down the mountain.

Chen Muzhi quickly followed.

This time, Xuancheng's pace was much faster than before.

Although Chen Muzhi had just rested for a while and had recovered his strength, his feet were still injured and had not healed. Not long after, he could not keep up with Xuancheng's pace.

Fortunately, Xuancheng soon discovered this situation and slowed down again.

After finally reaching the foot of the mountain, Chen Muzhi was already sweating profusely, and his legs were as if they were filled with lead, so sinking that they could no longer lift them up.

It was already afternoon at this time.

After looking at Chen Muzhi's face, Xuancheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go on for a while. Let's go on a seven or eight miles eastwards here, there is a house where we will spend the night."

Chen Muzhi was completely unfamiliar with this place, so naturally everything was decided by Xuancheng.

However, Xuancheng seemed to be very alert to where they were now. Although Xuancheng was also sitting next to him while Chen Muzhi was resting, his eyes were always paying attention to the surroundings and seemed very alert.

After Chen Muzhi felt it, he had always felt guilty and was embarrassed to take a break, so in less than half of the incense stick, he took the initiative to say to Xuancheng: "I'm fine, I can leave."

Xuancheng looked at him: "Confirm?"

Chen Muzhi nodded.

Seeing this, Xuancheng didn't ask much, picked up the package next to him and led the way forward.

If Chen Muzhi was not injured, it would take at most half an hour, but this time, they walked for an hour. When they arrived at the "house" that Xuan Cheng mentioned before, the sky in the forest began to become dark.

The so-called house is actually a dirt house with rammed earth and only two tables inside. One of them is a wall, half of which collapses, and there are several thatched roofs, with holes broken.

There were some shabby farm tools and some straws with moldy smell in the room.

As soon as Chen Muzhi and the others walked in, they heard the sound of mice scattering in panic among the straw pile.

Fortunately, neither of them is particular about humanity.

Chen Muzhi, who had been tired for a long time, turned around and threw himself on the pile of straw. Xuancheng stood beside him, but he didn't sit down. He reached out and took a hard big cake from the package he carried with him and threw it on Chen Muzhi. He said, "You rest here, I'll go out for a walk." After that, he turned around and went out.

Chen Muzhi watched his back disappear outside the door, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Xuancheng, will he go there and never return like this?

However, he also understood that the distinction was destined. He had no right to ask Xuancheng to continue to stay by his side. Xuancheng had done enough, and he would probably never have the chance to repay it clearly in his life.

There are unattended bamboo forests around the house, with weeds growing in the forest, and various insects are constantly coming from it. Occasionally, the wind blows over the bamboo forest, driving the lush bamboos with branches and leaves, and the sound of rustling sounds, and the sound of insects in the forest, is like a special song, singing with a little desolation and sorrow, singing the passage of time and the impermanence of life.

After taking a break, Chen Muzhi, who had chewed a few more bites of the cake, recovered a lot. He walked outside the house and walked around the house. Wherever he saw, there was no Xuancheng figure.

I resisted the uneasiness and loss in my heart, returned to the house again, sat upright, and began to carefully recall the second half of the book "Empty Mountain", which is the part about "Cultivation".

The book says that the so-called practice means using one's own power to fight against the heaven and earth, and converting the power of heaven and earth into one's own use. Those who succeed can move mountains and seas, reversal the heaven and change their destiny, and live forever. Those who fail to succeed will be mediocre and die without doing anything.

So how can we turn the power of heaven and earth into our own use?

Simply put, it is to absorb qi into the body.

What is Qi?

Qi is an energy that wanders between heaven and earth, also known as spiritual energy.

Everything has spirits, and after death, it returns to heaven and earth and turns into spiritual energy.

Cultivation is to incorporate these spiritual energy that is free from heaven and earth into the body, use it to temper the body, and turn it into one's own use.

When Chen Muzhi saw this, he suddenly remembered that Xuan Cheng had mentioned before, saying that he already had qi in his body.

The energy in his body came from practicing martial arts.

When practicing martial arts, most martial arts men only focus on skills and muscles and bones, and few people will practice Qi. The main reason is that it is difficult in the early stage of Qi training and slow results. Often, many martial arts men who practice Qi training may not have significant results after ten years of practice. However, the practice of muscles and bones is different from skills. Putting aside the premise of talent, as long as you work hard, you will definitely achieve results within ten years.

Chen Muzhi started to bury muscles and bones when he was three years old, and officially started practicing martial arts at the age of four. He started practicing muscles and bones and skills at the beginning. However, by chance, two years ago, he accidentally came into contact with the method of practicing Qi from a book. Anyway, he was free at home and practiced. Unexpectedly, he seemed to have a unique talent in practicing Qi. In just two years, Qi had appeared in his body. Although it was not yet a weather condition, it was considered an entry-level.

If this is placed in front of those martial arts masters who have achieved success in practicing Qi, they will probably have to exclaim a genius. However, neither the elder brother nor the father valued the matter of practicing Qi, so he has never mentioned it to them, let alone the others.

Now, he wants to start practicing, and this energy is like a seed for him. Compared to other people who have been exposed to practicing from the beginning, his entry will be much easier.

However, Chen Muzhi was not sure about this.
To be continued...