My practice narration is weird

The snow was flying and falling to the ground.

In the courtyard under the night sky, a figure stood in the wind and snow, motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

Ye Wuyou's figure was soon covered by the snow.

Perhaps it was the effect of those medicinal herbs, or perhaps it was the mystery of the "Non-Form Heart Sutra", but in just twenty-one days, his originally thin figure became almost visibly stronger.

Zizi...

Silently, only the sound of melting ice and snow that he could hear rang in Ye Wuyou's mind.

Heat came out of his body, and the snowflakes gradually melted.

Even though Ye Wuyou knew nothing about cultivation before, he knew that body training was the beginning of cultivation.

"Is this body training?"

Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and tried to grab the flying snow.

Blood and qi surged, and his strength seemed to have doubled compared to before. The most important thing was that the flow of qi in his body seemed to be a little smoother.

That's all.

Normally, after most people have successfully trained their bodies, they will concentrate on cultivating the ethereal Qi in their bodies.

The younger the better. As time goes by, the Qi and blood in the body that were originally filled after training will gradually decline.

It may take several months, several years or even decades to cultivate Qi, and then find a method to practice diligently, and finally step into the realm of hidden essence.

But Ye Wuyou doesn't need to do that. The "Wu Xiang Xin Jing" in his body that can be practiced automatically has already honed the Qi and traveled through the meridians of the whole body.

"This method is different from what I originally imagined. It's more like... martial arts."

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. Besides, these days, the four teachers of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter have also supplemented him with a lot of theoretical knowledge on cultivation.

The cultivation method in this world is different from what Ye Wuyou originally thought in theory, at least it is not the type of heaven and earth spiritual energy, Yuanli, elemental force, etc.

There is no such thing as foundation pills.

It is more about cultivating oneself, and the materials between heaven and earth are just borrowed.

But there are also methods to cultivate the soul in this world... Ye Wuyou's mind emerged with the incomprehensible method that Xia Anmeng had given him before.

Even Xia Anmeng, who was in the sixth realm many years ago, can survive to this day even if only a remnant soul is left.

These things made Ye Wuyou feel as if the cultivation methods in this world were artificially separated and cut off.

In addition, this weirdness that does not belong to the cultivation system of this world at all, is also called the remains of the Great Dao.

Perhaps, only by cultivating to the middle three realms can one gradually understand the mystery.

Ye Wuyou closed his eyes, the blood in his body boiled, and the qi was so abundant that it was terrifying.

Heavy snow fell all over the sky. In the side room next to him, four beautiful bodies huddled together, silently watching the scenery outside the window.

Spring peach, summer pear, autumn melon, winter jujube.

Four figures, of different sizes.

"Young Master has successfully forged his body, why are you still outside?"

"I don't know, maybe Young Master has other ideas, what do you think, Chun Tao."

Chun Tao was leaning against the window at this moment, her beautiful eyes staring at the figure in the wind and snow outside the window, and suddenly flickered, showing surprise.

"Young Master... do you want to break through the first realm?"

"Hey, has he cultivated the Qi?"

"The Heart Sutra of the Formless" is indeed a mysterious practice recognized by the system. If it is put on the market, the "Qi Guiding Chapter" in the early stage of cultivation alone will be enough to make countless people crazy.

If so, relying solely on the little Qi cultivated by the "Qi Guiding Chapter" is definitely not enough to support Ye Wuyou's promotion to the first realm.

In the wind and snow, a blue figure that ordinary people cannot detect with their naked eyes emerged from Ye Wuyou, and countless blue arms were diffused on it.

Ye Wuyou can sense the "weirdness" behind him, like a "ghost"-like weirdness is like a part of his body.

"So, Xia Anmeng's soul power is here." Ye Wuyou smiled slightly.

That day, he swallowed nearly 60% of Xia Anmeng's soul power.

With this power, he entered the first level of "The Heart Sutra of No Form", - No Form.

But afterwards... he hardly used it, and was punched back to his original form by the warden.

Ye Wuyou felt a little sorry at first, thinking that the power that Senior Xia had accumulated for so many years was squandered by him, and the key was that he didn't enjoy it.

But now it seems that this power is still there.

It is still the familiar soul power, flowing into his body along the strange blue, and finally transformed into a majestic aura.

After all, it is Xia Anmeng's thing, and Ye Wuyou is very familiar with it.

It is really easy to use.

It is more convenient than his own.

After a while...

The wind and snow in the sky were silent.

The first realm - the hidden realm has been completed.

Ye Wuyou is not satisfied at all.

Once in the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison, he had briefly reached the second realm of cultivation.

If it weren't for his weak body at that time, Ye Wuyou estimated that he could have pushed forward and reached the third realm.

A mere realm, what a rotten fish and shrimp.

[Finally realizing the importance of strength, you only regret that you let that remnant soul run away. Such a rich and substantial supplement is not available everywhere, but there is still a long time to come. When you meet it again, it is not too late to swallow it whole.]

That's it...

[Break through the realm overnight, sweep across Tianlan City on the second day, suppress the Great Yan Kingdom on the third day, and within seven days, you will be invincible in the world, crush the void, and no longer be seen in the rivers and lakes, but your legend will be left everywhere...]

This... Ye Wuyou was inexplicably emotional.

There was still a lot of soul power, so Ye Wuyou gathered his own Qi and wanted to move towards the second realm.

"I advise you not to do that."

His footsteps stepped on the ice and snow, making a rustling sound.

A man returns home on a snowy night.

Zhao Changhe appeared in the courtyard at some point, wearing a straw raincoat, and under the brim of his hat were the sharp and mean eyes of an old man.

"The warden once told me that you were a little special. I didn't understand it at first, thinking that you were a kid with average roots and aptitude, so what was special about you."

He waved his hand lightly, and the wind and snow dissipated.

"Now it seems that you are particularly fearless of death."

The Qi dissipated, and Ye Wuyou took a deep breath. The cold air around him entered his stomach, and also calmed his blood.

Just now, it seemed that he was indeed a little crazy.

"What are you thinking? It's okay if you just broke through the first realm by chance. After all, you have already cultivated the Qi in your body. Just regard it as your unique cultivation method and your opportunity."

"It's only been less than half a minute since you broke through the first realm. I was wondering why you were still standing there. But you are so awesome. You want to rush to the second realm with the Qi directly. You think your life is too long, right? You don't want the meridians and Qi sea anymore, right?"

"Is there anyone who breaks through countless realms in one day? Yes, there was a scholar in Liyang country a thousand years ago. He was a serious scholar. Not to mention one day, he became the best in the world within a stick of incense. What happened?"

"People are invincible in the morning, but their souls leave at noon. The bodies that were struck by lightning are gone."

Ye Wuyou touched his head and listened to Zhao Changhe's scolding without saying anything.

He felt that he... seemed to be a little bewitched by this dog narration.

Why? Has he been restless recently? Obviously, he didn't care about the words of this narration before.

In front of him, Zhao Changhe's words came again.

"Cheer up and watch carefully. I will teach you one last set of moves."

"It just happens to be perfect for a guy like you who doesn't care about his life."