Cultivation: I can reincarnate in the heavens

night.

There are only candles lit in the corridor.

Xu Xing hid in the shadow of the corner of the cell and began to try to practice the Rock Mind Technique.

"Sit in meditation with your eyes closed, hold your hands firmly and meditate..."

"Thirty-six times of tapping, twenty-four times of hearing..."

He meditated patiently and began to feel the energy mentioned in the mind method.

According to Changji, worldly martial arts are divided into two types of practice: physical training and internal training.

The former exercises the body, strengthens the internal organs, cleanses the marrow, and practices dynamic exercises.

The latter focuses on internal Qi cultivation.

There is no difference between the two ways of martial arts practice. It's just that there are very few internal qigong methods in the world, and external martial arts practitioners who practice physical training often rely on their blood and courage to fight bravely, thus excessively consuming the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit in the body, step by step with internal martial arts practitioners. To widen the gap….

"Although the realm of internal training is divided into several realms: sensing Qi, cultivating body, existing true, innate, and master, as long as you successfully sense the sense of Qi in the dark, you can directly enter the realm of body cultivation..."

"Build your body, train your essence and solidify your energy..."

"It can replenish the vitality of the human body..."

"This is also the reason why Chang Ji has survived for three years, because the food he eats can refine at least 90% of his essence, while I can only refine 30% of my essence even if I eat a lot of fish and meat."

Xu Xing's mind gradually became empty.

But after about two or three hours, both of his legs became numb while meditating.

There is still no feeling of breathing in the body.

He opened his eyes and sighed.

"The pursuit of extraordinary power is indeed not easy."

"It's too difficult to practice martial arts."

Xu Xing rubbed his sore legs and stopped meditating.

"Master Xu."

"Qi is not born easily."

"It takes at least half a month for an ordinary person to practice martial arts to develop a sense of energy. During this process, a famous teacher must provide guidance. You are not too young. From what I see, your bones are not bad, so you are not a genius."

Seeing Secretary Wu snoring while watching the night, Chang Ji came over and whispered.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"I repay your kindness by sending you meals, and I taught you the Rock's Heart Technique, but you will have to pay a price for the subsequent guidance..."

"I am confident that you will feel angry within seven days."

Changji smiled, his words full of confidence.

The Rock Mind Technique is just a bait for Xu Xing to take the bait.

Knowing that the Rock Heart Technique can extend his life and make up for his shortcomings, how could Xu Xing, who had the desire to survive, give up this last life-saving straw!

"General Chang."

"Although a low-ranking official has suffered an unjust injustice, his bravery can make the sun and the moon shine brighter."

When Xu Xing heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then his face became solemn.

As he expected, Chang Ji gave him the Rock Heart Method, and he had no good intentions.

If he really has no way out, it is not impossible to be controlled by others.

But he already had a plan in mind.

After trying it first, if...if it doesn't work, it won't be too late to form an alliance with Changji.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing gave Chang Ji an uneaten chicken leg and said in a gentle tone: "General Chang, thunder and rain are all gifts from heaven. Your Majesty may have been deceived by treacherous ministers, but the sun is shining brightly. Your Majesty is the true Dragon Emperor. One day I will be able to distinguish right from wrong and restore my innocence..."

"clean?"

Chang Ji rolled his eyes at Xu Xing.

Just say, "I believe you."

However, after he took the chicken leg, he didn't rush to eat it first. Instead, he knelt down on the ground, shouted "Emperor Shengming" three times at the top of his lungs, kowtowed three times, and then gnawed on the chicken leg. stand up.

"The Son of Heaven is Holy Ming."

Xu Xingyi raised his hands and saluted the location of the imperial city.

"Two adults."

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

Secretary Wu, who had fallen asleep on his desk, woke up at some point. When he saw Chang Ji and Xu Xing expressing their loyalty to Emperor Chongming, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, stepped forward, separated them, and said to each other.

…

…

After falling asleep.

Xu Xing comes to the dungeon world again.

Jingyang County.

A farmhouse in the suburbs.

After Xu Xing read the "Guangtong Bao" in the academy and learned that Master Ma and others failed to assassinate the governor Fang Yun, he brought the handwritten "Pan Shi Xin Dharma" to the temporary station of Xiaoyi Hall.

"Guangtong News" is a newspaper founded by Song Bolu, the imperial censor, in the 22nd year of Guangxu.

The censor of the Song Dynasty and Dean Liu of Wei Jing Academy were close friends.

Therefore, within Wei Jing Academy, a large number of students sold favors to the imperial censor of the Song Dynasty and ordered "Guangtong Bao".

The imperial censor of the Song Dynasty also came to Wei Jing Academy from time to time to give lectures.

Yesterday's "Guangtong News" published the news that rebels assassinated Governor Fang Yun.

Haven't seen him in nearly a month.

Xu Xing's temperament has changed a lot.

He is more like a scholar who has read poetry and books.

As soon as he entered the door, the two robe brothers guarding the courtyard held knives across his neck.

"I am Xu Xing, Xingwazi..."

Seeing this, Xu Xing quickly took out his "meeting ticket."

The meeting ticket, also known as "cloth ticket", is the internal ID of the Ge Lao Association and is printed on silk. There is no word "Gelao" written on it, but a special pattern and identification method.

"Xingwazi?"

"What's wrong with you? Why did you become a scholar?"

The two men guarding the gate looked at Xu Xing carefully and said in surprise.

"We have been apart for three days, so treat each other with admiration."

"I ranked well in the academy exam this time. I ranked over 120th. Don't underestimate this ranking. You must know that there are 83 scholars in the academy..."

Xu Xing deliberately looked proud and showed off to the two men.

The courtesy is not as good as that of common people, and the punishment is not as good as that of officials.

The beginning of etiquette is to understand the difference between high and low.

Therefore, if you really behave politely and politely in front of these two men, and act like a scholar, you will be cutting yourself off from the Ge Laohui...

On the contrary, this little show off makes it easier to get along with the robe buddies.

"Ha ha……"

"You kid, maybe you will also be a scholar and a master in the future."

"Master Ma is recovering from his injuries in the house. You can go in."

When the brothers heard Xu Xing open his voice, they suddenly felt that Xu Xing was easy to get along with, and there was no big difference from before. However, they all remembered the "achievements" that Xu Xing just mentioned in their hearts. In addition to admiring Xu Xing, they also became much closer to him.

“I bought some frosting and snacks”

"I gave it to Er Lengzi and Shuan Gou..."

Xu Xing took out a handful of frosting sugar wrapped in oil paper from his arms and stuffed it into the hands of the two robe brothers.

Instead of giving gifts to Brother Pao, it is better to give gifts to their children.

"It's rare that you still remember them."

The two robe brothers looked at Xu Xing with a little more affection.

Treated like sons and nephews.

After the pleasantries were over.

Xu walked closer to the bedroom next to the hall.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the extremely strong smell of soup.

Master Ma was half lying on the kang, with layers of cloth wrapped around his right shoulder. On the edge of the kang, the replaced cloth strips were left. These strips of cloth were stained with blood. The dried blood was shocking to watch.

"No matter how advanced your martial arts skills are, you can't defeat bullets."

"I'm already close to that Mongolian Tatar, but unfortunately... his foreign gun team is too accurate."

After meeting Xu Xing, Master Ma explained the reason for his injury.