The beggar king ordered Su Er to press his nostrils, spew out a white gas, and knocked on his apprentice's little head, and said angrily: "Of course, it is to teach your own stupid disciple the method of refining qi, so that you can practice as soon as possible." ”

Wang Chong was immediately overjoyed, wasn't this what he apprenticed for?

At that moment, he turned over and jumped up, and shouted, "It's better to be a master!" ”

Su Er didn't know what spell he had cast, his eyes were like electricity, and the void was shining, Wang Chong couldn't help but be slightly awe-inspiring, but he heard his master say: "You have two choices now......

Wang Chong hurriedly asked, "What are the two choices?"

The beggar king Ling Suer said: "I don't know what mental method you learned in Emei, this method is also pure, and it is the first-class introductory Dao method. When you come to my door, you naturally want to learn your own mental method, do you want to cultivate the Emei mental method at the same time, or do you want me to abolish your Emei true qi and only cultivate the mental method of this sect?"

Wang Chong said without hesitation: "The disciple worships under the master's door, and is willing to only learn the heart method of the sect." ”

If you change others, I'm afraid that there will be hesitation, but where will Wang Chong?

He knew that he had a cultivation body, and Su Er had already seen through it.

Now that Su Er took the initiative to mention it, of course Wang Chong would choose to "abolish" the Emei Heart Method, and go to this "thief root", he is the ancestor of the iron plough of Xichuan Poison Dragon Temple, and he is a flawless and serious heir.

Ling Sur laughed, looking very pleased, and said at the moment: "This door is a mental method, no words, no six ears, you come with ears." ”

Wang Chong obediently came to the master's side, and asked Su Er to teach Wang Chong a mental method of thousands of words.

Wang Chong secretly remembered in his heart, and when he had finished teaching Su Er, he asked him how much he had memorized, and immediately opened his mouth to recite it, and it was actually word for word.

Ling Sur is also secretly happy, the cultivator accepts apprentices, and he likes smart apprentices, otherwise the apprentices are stupid, and if he clicks ten sentences, he can only solve one sentence, and the master will not be able to worry about it.

Not to mention cultivation, apprentices who take months just to recite it are still out of the teacher's door.

Ling Sur asked Wang Chong to recite it three times to make sure that he remembered correctly, and then explained the various cultivation tips of this mental method one by one.

Wang Chong showed his intelligence of knowing everything and drawing inferences from one another, the master and apprentice taught and learned one by one, and when the sky was slightly bright, Wang Chong had already understood this "Seventy-two Alchemy" in his chest, and there was no trace of incomprehension.

Su Er was also quite pleased, touched the top of his hand, and said: "Master has really not been able to separate himself recently, and he wants to sacrifice an important magic weapon to do a big thing." If this can be achieved, the cultivation of the teacher can be further improved, so he has to go. On your brother's side, if you can cross the transformation, it will be considered a great achievement. If you can't, don't be worried, and Master won't punish you. But this deed must not be delayed, and if you have not opened a meridian by the time I come back, I will really punish you. ”

Wang Chong was about to say something, when he felt a heat wave surging down from the top of his head, and the two percent of his remaining Yuanyang true qi was like boiling snow in soup, and it was suddenly melted away by this heat wave.

He heard the master say: "I use my own strength to dissolve your Emei's true qi, you hurry up and run the seventy-two alchemy technique, hold the yuan and keep one, and how much of your true qi can be turned into your true qi, it depends on your luck." ”

Wang Chong didn't dare to slack off, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, running the seventy-two alchemy technique passed down by his master.

The beggar king's mental method of this vein is ingenious, and it is similar to the ordinary mental method in the realm of qi refining and fetal yuan, but there are three more steps of easy tendon forging bone refining and marrow, and the blood is vigorous in the first day, and the true qi refined is extremely strong.

Wang Chong sank a heat wave into the dantian, along the perineum, turned into the tail vertebrae, went up to the gate of life, clamped the spine, and rushed all the way to the jade pillow acupoint at the back of the head.

Originally, this was a major pass in refining qi, and ordinary people didn't know how much heat they had to temper before they could succeed! To be able to spend several months refining the jade pillow acupoint was a first-class genius.

Wang Chong had already refined the meridians of his body when he was in Tianxinguan, and at this time, the true qi was endless, where was there any suffocation? He concentrated a little, and the heat wave rushed through the jade pillow acupoint, penetrated the Baihui, and then circled a little in the Baihui acupoint, and then fell straight to the center of his eyebrows, greeted the incense, passed through his throat, sank into the middle of his body, and returned to the dantian.

This path of qi is the second vein of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, which is the source of the meridians of the whole body.

The true qi is boiling in the dantian, and it is obvious that after opening up the second pulse of Ren Du, there is still room for strength.

Wang Chong hesitated slightly, and then urged this heat wave to turn into the belt vein, and the belt vein went around the waist for a turn, like a ring belt, which was the total bundle of meridians around the body, and the belt veins were through, and this heat wave gradually subsided.

Su Er was slightly surprised at first, and then he was ecstatic, and secretly thought: "I don't know what Taoism my apprentice has learned in Emei, and the foundation is very well polished! I dispersed his Emei true qi, and then helped him with his own skills, this kid actually used this to refine the three meridians, and in the future, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

Wang Chong also realized that his master helped him with his own skills to help him break through the meridians. Otherwise, with his Yuanyang True Qi, which is less than two percent, how can he penetrate the second pulse of Ren Du and the belt pulse?

At that moment, he turned over and bowed, kowtowed again and again, and said, "Thank you Master for your help! It's just that after this, in less than three months, the disciple will refine the three meridians today, and there shouldn't be any more punishments, right?"

Ling Su was overjoyed, and when he heard this, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, and said: "When I come back, if you fail to refine the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, I will definitely punish you!"

The beggar king flicked his sleeves and was about to leave, Wang Chong remembered the matter of the old abbot, and hurriedly said: "Yesterday, the abbot master of this temple gave me a treasure knife, a flying fire and thunder Dafa, I don't know how to distinguish it?"

Ling Su Er was slightly dumbfounded, and then smiled: "The favor of the old monk, you accept it! When you have succeeded in the seventy-two alchemy technique, I will personally guide you to cultivate the old monk's flying fire and thunder Dafa." The quality of his treasure knife is still above the red line sword, and when you have a successful mental method, you can also refine it into a flying knife! You are lucky, you have not yet learned the Tao, and you will have a flying sword and flying knife. ”

Ling Su Er flicked his sleeves and went straight into the air, this time he didn't cast a spell, nor did he ride a green ox, but flew with his own skills, which made Wang Chong open his eyes again.

Wang Chong leisurely returned to his meditation room, but he didn't stay for a while, the sky began to brighten, Situ Youdao got up very early, and came to say goodbye.

Wang Chong made the appearance of a beloved friend, and urged him to ride the perilla back home, so as not to get tired on foot, and the next time he went to visit, he would retrieve this good horse.

Situ Youdao couldn't accept Wang Chong's persuasion, so he rode the perilla luo, said goodbye to Yin Yin, and made an appointment to invite the poetry meeting three days later, and then said goodbye.