Touching his stomach, there was a grunt, and Xie Qingyun smiled.

Hungry, have something to eat, and of course laugh.

Three days ago, he was in a coma in pain, and as soon as he woke up, he followed Nie Shi to avoid the poisonous needle and rolled for an hour. It was so sore and itchy that I was so tired that I couldn't move my mouth, and then I slept like this again, my stomach was empty, and I was already hungry.

Lao Nie's face is cold, Lao Nie teaches people crazy, but Lao Nie loves wine and food, and Lao Nie understands the pain of the stomach and the joy of the tongue. I finally didn't forget to give food to the little boy, and finally knew the truth that fate must fight and food must be eaten.

Uncover the food box, a roast chicken on the upper layer, a plate of green vegetables on the middle layer, a plate of peanuts on the lower layer, and three flatbreads. The little boy was not polite at all, the wind and clouds were tortuous, he went into battle with his bare hands, he ate a lot, he was thirsty, he grabbed a sheepskin bag and poured a mouthful of water, the well water in the front yard was clear and thorough, and the little boy drank comfortably.

After eating and drinking, Xie Qingyun suddenly realized that the needles on his body were completely painless. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered the cold feeling in his heart before, and hurriedly reached out to touch the stone bed, and another cold light was about to penetrate into the blood veins along his arm, so startled that Xie Qingyun hurriedly bounced away.

Fortunately, as soon as you leave the stone bed, the cold will disappear automatically.

Could it be that the extreme yang flower that Shi Niang said, this cold air is also fighting poison with poison, and specializes in treating needle injuries?

Xiao Xie Qingyun was thinking wildly, the gurgling sound sounded again, and the door of the opposite stone wall still appeared and separated so magically, and after a while, he saw Nie Shi walk in.

looked at Xie Qingyun, and then at the empty food box, Nie Shi's first sentence was: "Is it delicious?"

Xie Qingyun nodded with a smile: "Well, it's delicious, it's good that the meal can be so hearty." ”

Nie Shi was also polite: "But this is a day's amount, and I don't have to eat it in the afternoon and evening." I only deliver once a day, and stay here until you're well. ”

Like Nie Shi, Xie Qingyun also loves to eat, but he is not greedy, when he was a child, he helped people do work, often didn't eat breakfast, was too busy, and often missed lunch, only after finishing work.

Starvation is a common occurrence among young teenagers, and sometimes it is more enjoyable to eat three meals at once. However, when he heard that he would stay in this dark stone room all the time, he stopped laughing and argued: "Why? I have a leg injury, and I still have to roll to practice martial arts, and I need to see more sunlight." ”

"That needle is poisonous, you have been pricked, you have to sleep immediately, and when the poison sees the light, it will be itchy and unbearable. Nie Shi explained seriously: "The cold light of the stone bed can heal needle wounds, and it can also help your leg bones heal. But if it's just a leg injury, you go straight to sleep, and you can't freeze to death unless the cold poison enters the body. The reason why poisonous needles are used is to train the body, the more painful, numb, and itchy it is, and the more difficult it is to roll. ”

Without waiting for Xie Qingyun to answer, Nie Shi said again: "When can you be like me, you won't be stabbed for an hour, and when will you come out." ”

"You are saying that the acupuncture poison needs the cold mang, and in the process of detoxification, by the way, I will be treated with the wound of my broken bones, if there is no acupuncture poison, I will not be able to withstand the cold mang. Xie Qingyun was stunned at first, and then he figured it out: "So, I didn't sleep long just now?"

Nie Shi nodded: "It's only an hour, and your needle poison is all gone, and I'm almost about to wake up before I come down again." ”

"No, why didn't I feel cold after I slept for three days before? Could it be that this stone bed also has a mechanism that allows the cold mangs to be retracted and released regularly?"

"Naturally. Nie Shi responded: "If there is anything else you don't understand, I asked it together, and I will teach you the various organs of this stone room in a while." In the future, when you're done, we'll see you again. ”

I have long been full of curiosity about the various mechanisms of the stone room, and when I heard that I could learn it immediately, Xie Qingyun was happy, and swept away the depression of not being able to leave here in a short period of time. It just so happened that he still had a few questions in his heart, so he immediately asked: "When you rolled just now, how could you know the direction of each needle, and still block the flying needles shooting at my head so accurately?"

Nie Shi glanced at Xie Qingyun with a little surprise: "You were stabbed like that, and you still have the heart to look at my actions?"

"At first, I was very panicked and scared, but after rolling for a long time, my heart was calm. It was rare to see Nie Shi surprised, the little boy was a little proud, and asked continuously: "I saw that the needles on the ground sucked in all the poisonous needles that fell, and even the needles on my body were sucked in, at first it was just a guess, but then I felt the suction, I thought there is a magnet underground?"

Hearing Xie Qingyun say this, Nie Shi was stunned at first, and suddenly grinned, the stone face that had never smiled before actually smiled like this, maybe it was because he had few expressions, and when he smiled like this, his muscles were a little stiff, and his smile was quite ugly.

After laughing, Nie Shi sighed softly.

It is rare to be able to be pricked by flying needles and keep rolling your body to observe quietly. And to guess that the eye of the needle on the ground can suck the poisonous needle, you must have a keen mind.

The young man was astute, and Nie Shi had long known that this was not the reason for his grin. He laughed because Xie Qingyun not only guessed, but also personally felt the suction of the needle eye on the ground.

Nie Shi used to be a martial artist, and he knew very well that if he wanted to enter a martial artist from an innate martial artist, he had to open the six senses.

The first five senses are opened, the eyes are wider, the ears are farther, the nose is finer, the taste is more refined, and the touch is more accurate. For martial artists, these five senses and muscles, bones and skins can be continuously enhanced through practice.

There is only the sixth consciousness, the spiritual consciousness, which is also called spiritual awareness. Since it was opened, it has been elusive, every martial artist has it, but it is strong and weak, and I don't know how to practice.

Spiritual sense is very mysterious, even if the warrior closes his five senses and perceives purely with spiritual sense, he can also perceive all the subtle changes such as the wings of flies and insects around him, and the crawling of ants.

Therefore, for martial artists with strong spiritual sense, it is not only extremely difficult to ambush and assassinate them, but even if you fight them head-on, you will also suffer.

Under the martial arts, only the innate martial disciples who are close to breaking through will feel the spiritual consciousness of their own bodies when the occasional blessed spiritual heart arrives.

Lingjue has nothing to do with the Yuan Wheel, it has nothing to do with strength, body method, and martial arts, Nie Shi Yuanlun was shattered, but the Lingjue did not disappear, the sound breaking room was built by the craftsman, and he couldn't be clearer about how slight the suction of the needle eye on the ground was.

Xie Qingyun, just an ordinary young man, not even an external martial artist, but in the rapid rolling, in the case of soreness and numbness all over his body to scratch his heart and lungs, his spiritual sense was prominent, and he felt such an insignificant suction, which was enough to prove his talent in this area.

Therefore, Nie Shi was stunned, and after being stunned, he smiled rarely, and laughed at the fact that his dead brother Zhong Jing could receive such a good disciple.

But even if Xie Qingyun was extremely talented, if he didn't become a martial artist, he would never have a true spiritual sense, so after laughing, Nie Shi had to sigh.

Nie Shi was surprised, the little boy was proud, Nie Shi smiled, the little boy was even more proud, but Nie Shi suddenly sighed again, the little boy was confused, so he asked very bluntly: "Old Nie, you laugh so easily, why do you sigh again." ”

Nie Shi is not a mother-in-law, and when he saw Xie Qingyun asking, he simply said. Who knew that after saying it, Xie Qingyun didn't feel like he imagined, he felt a pity, but laughed vigorously.

"Talented but useless, still laughing?" Nie Shi wondered, the little boy is always like this, laughing at the funny and the unfunny, laughing annoyingly.

"When you were still the king of soldiers, did you ever think that the person who was smashed by the Yuan Wheel could still slap the strength of three hundred jun with one slap?" Xie Qingyun shook his head, revealing a look that you didn't understand: "It's better to have spiritual sense than not to have it." ”

"Uh......" As soon as Xie Qingyun said, Nie Shi understood. Yes, I just said that I wanted to fight for the destiny of heaven, why did I forget it again. Something you haven't seen or thought about doesn't necessarily mean it won't happen. If you can create a method that uses bone power to drive your muscles and muscles, who said that you can't find a way for ordinary people to perceive spiritual awareness......

Nie Shi was refreshed and reasonable, and said respectfully: "I helped Brother Zhong teach you, but you are also teaching me, I teach martial arts, and you teach the state of mind." ”

Xie Qingyun scratched his head and pretended to be confused: "What kind of state of mind, I'm not a monk." ”

The little boy respects the master, the master, and the king of soldiers. Ping said that he didn't talk casually, and it was nothing to call Nie Shi an old Nie, but in turn, Nie Shi respected him, and the little boy couldn't stand it.