The three of them slowly entered my career.

This is a vast cliff, with cliffs towering into the clouds and walls standing thousands of feet high.

The reason why I call my life is because the cliff is on the water.

So some people call this cliff Shuiya.

On my life, the steep cliffs go forward, the steeper the slope becomes.

The cliff is steep, and below the cliff is gurgling water.

The mountains are empty and the birds are singing low, the flowing water is clear and crystal clear.

The closer you get to the steeper place in my life, there are not many pedestrians coming and going.

The more you move forward, the more profound magical powers you have engraved in my life.

This kind of supernatural power is obscure and difficult to understand and cannot be easily understood by ordinary people.

This also shows very well why there are not many people moving forward, but there are fewer and fewer people.

Only those with high cultivation will stop and learn about the steep cliffs near the cliffs, while ordinary people can only comprehend some easy-to-understand magical powers near my life.

Brother Su, I have already felt some pressure, so I have meditated here.

Xiaomanman also glanced at Su Xun and said, "Master, can I understand it here too?"

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, their eyes falling on the words and palm prints on the Ya-shang.

Su Xun smiled softly and walked slowly towards the steep place.

He walked along the way, as if he was enjoying the scenery, and he was looking around.

The lush trees in the mountains, the birds singing in the valley, and the breeze that blew through the cool breeze, all of this kept waving in Su Xun's ears.

Su Xun was unmoved, his heart was as solid as a rock, and he was in a very good mood at this time.

The scenery is pleasant, and it is worthy of being my life. Su Xun looked at the lush plants in front of him and smiled.

His eyes occasionally looked at the sword marks on the side.

He did not go into the deeper things that could be understood at a glance.

The more you walk to the steeper place, Su Xun can feel the thin air and a stream of pressure comes to him.

This pressure does not come from the outside world, but is depicted by the pressure released by these magical powers before their lives.

As the pressure approached, Su Xun's brow frowned slightly. He already understood that moving forward was not as fast as before, because he had already felt some pressure here.

At this time, his eyes looked back, but found that it was empty. Few people came here at his position.

I only saw several figures sparsely in the distance.

Su Xun did not continue to walk forward because he had already felt some pressure, and where there was pressure, there was naturally motivation to practice.

His eyes fell on the edge of the night, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In front of me, a gray grass and ash reflected on the stone wall.

Is this the wood ash, and the residues of the plants after full burning were printed on it? Su Xun's heart was a little confused.

His pupils were filled with the ashes, just as he was immersed in his sight.

The wood ash on the original life actually moved at this moment.

The original wood ash turned into a figure and sat cross-legged on the ground. The eight extraordinary meridians on the figure's body were clearly visible.

The figures made of wood ash were breathing in between one by one.

His body, the eight extraordinary meridians, were constantly wandering with a mysterious force.

Su Xun's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Is this vitality?

Whether it is true qi or vital qi, they are composed of qi. How the qi of heaven and earth enters the human body, the figure of the illusion of grass and wood ash on this area has been fully interpreted.

After reading it three times, Su Xun remembered these important things in his heart.

To nourish qi to condense qi and clear the spirit, to train qi to motivate qi to promote qi!

So that's it. After Su Xun finished reading it, he nodded repeatedly.

He never thought that the transformation of the energy of heaven and earth would be such a complicated process.

When nourishing qi, the qi will not move. If the qi does not move, the mind will be clear and the mind will be clear.

Su Xun's eyes couldn't help but look at the wood ash a few more times.

His body was cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slowly closed, and his mind kept recalling.

His breathing rhythm was like the ash in the wood, sucking one by one, nourishing the qi with qi.

After a long time, Su Xun stood up. He was already in the state of the wood ashes.

I am afraid that this practice of spiritual and mental training and regulating the body and qi training will be the same, Su Xun silently guessed in his heart.

Just as he stood up, the wood ash was still wood ash, but a line of small words were displayed on the side.

The inner classics - the residual remains!

Su Xun glanced at the five words, nodded, and immediately bowed to the stone wall where the wood ash was. He slowly spoke, "Thank you for your advice from Senior Canjue."

As he stood up and walked forward, Su Xun continued to look at the other patterns on Ya.

In front of him was a picture of hundreds of beasts.

But the strange thing about this picture of hundreds of beasts is that it is not printed on the stone wall with force, but is painted on the stone wall with ink.

The strange beast map, Su Xun looked at it carefully, but found that there was no trace of power on the beast map.

Did it mean that the hundreds of beasts picture needed the inspiration of the spirit? Su Xun frowned, and immediately a wisp of spiritual consciousness slowly approached the hundreds of beasts pattern written in the ink.

Suddenly, the picture of the beasts in front of me changed.

In an instant, green oxes rushed thousands of miles away, and tigers roared in the mountains and forests.

From a distance, all the ferocious beasts woke up at this moment.

Light flashed one after another, stimulating Su Xun's pupils, and the fierce monsters were incredible. They roared through Su Xun's minds that ran through the sky.

All the beasts roared together, and Su Xun was so dizzy that he almost vomited.

These ferocious beasts were extraordinary. Wherever Su Xun's eyes went, the ferocious beasts made amazing screams.

There are also some ferocious beasts Su Xun who do not recognize them. Some of them have three wolf heads, some of which are like golden arhats, with golden colors all over their bodies.

There is also a great roc that has a long journey, and naturally there are monsters with heads, birds and wings on their backs.

Su Xun had never seen these ferocious beasts in his life.

But on this stone wall, strange ferocious beasts were seen.

Some ferocious beasts have six eyes, while others have four arms on their heads.

It’s strange and strange, and there are all kinds of ferocious beasts, which are dazzling and dazzling.

Su Xun looked at it, feeling amused and laughed. His mind seemed to be constantly bumping.

He immediately withdrew his mind and stopped looking at the pictures of the beasts.

All the beasts ran wildly, and the magical powers in this pattern were not suitable for him to practice.

He shook his head and immediately looked at another picture.

This is a pattern of a shepherd boy riding a cow. On this picture, the shepherd boy holds a jade flute in his hand and drives the cow forward.

What is this? Su Xun only took a look and the pattern of the shepherd boy and the cow appeared in his mind.

I asked where the restaurant was located, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village from afar.

Fun, fun!!!

Su Xun said four words in succession, his eyes gradually became blurred, and he silently said in his heart: "There is no wine here, but there is a jade flute. I want to hear what the realm is in this jade flute."

In an instant, a moving voice came into Su Xun's ears, and Su Xun's expression changed slightly.

In this sound, there is a scene where the jade flute blows through the cold northern building and the wild moon moves the mountains.

The sound of the flute is sometimes gentle, sometimes silent, sometimes sonorous and powerful, sometimes revealing a bit of desolation.

Su Xun carefully realized the taste of it. A shepherd boy was playing the cow and playing the jade flute.

The sound in the song is much different from this realistic artistic conception, and Su Xun is somewhat confused about such a song.

Various possibilities are constantly deducing in his mind.

While he was deducing, the sound of the flute was melodious.

In an instant, it was like a girl, like crying and complaining, and there was also a sense of vagueness. The lingering sound lingered in the beams and kept playing in Su Xun's ears.

What does this mean?

At this time, Su Xun shook his head, calmed his mind, and felt the artistic conception pattern of the shepherd boy riding a cow again.

The original silence, desolate and crying, has disappeared.
To be continued...