Li Changhu woke up from meditation for the sixth time, gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged again, calming his mind.
"It's too difficult."
After more than three months of practice, he only condensed a few strands of moonlight, Xiang Ping had already tried to condense the Xuanjing Wheel, and Tongya also condensed more than seventy rays of moonlight, but he Li Changhu was still spinning in single digits.
Compared with the easy freehand of the two younger brothers' cultivation, it was extremely difficult for Li Changhu to guide the spiritual energy across the twelve layers of buildings, and even the talisman in the Qi Sea Cave was listless and bleak.
Even when refining the moonlight, not to mention the daytime, he couldn't even perceive the moonlight at night when the moonlight was slightly bad, and now these few strands of moonlight still rely on the Dharma Mirror to condense.
"Alas."
Li Changhu already knew that he had no talent in cultivating immortals, and every time it was his turn to use the Dharma Book to practice, he felt extremely guilty, and he consciously blocked the path of his younger brothers.
Awakening from meditation for the seventh time, Li Changhu's expression was gloomy, he looked at Li Tongya and Li Xiangping beside him, he quietly got up and walked out the door.
Li Mutian was bending over in the backyard sharpening the long knife.
He held the back of the knife with his right hand, pinched the blade with his left thumb and index finger, held the knife steadily with both hands, and polished it repeatedly on the stone.
Li Changhu firmed his expression and spoke:
"Father."
"What's the matter?" Li Mutian didn't raise his head and said lightly.
"I'm afraid it's not the material for cultivating immortals." Li Changhu replied with some shame.
"Then you won't practice?" Li Mutian raised his head and looked at him coldly.
"If you don't practice, you won't practice." Li Changhu already had a manuscript, looked at his father and explained:
"My talent is far inferior to Tongya and Xiang Ping, let alone Jing'er, with the help of the law to barely practice, it is better to sort out the family business for my father during the day, go to the fields, so as not to make people suspicious."
"Forget it."
Li Mutian thought for a while, his expression softened a lot, he shook his head and said:
"Forget it tomorrow, you go to prepare for Xiang Ping's wedding, don't be too public, invite some relatives and do it in a low-key manner."
"Yes." Li Changhu nodded heavily and hurried to the main courtyard.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the main courtyard, he saw his wife Ren sitting in the courtyard, sewing clothes while chatting with Tian Yun. The female family could not enter the backyard ancestral hall, so they had to wait here.
Tian Yun saw Li Changhu coming out, and the couple seemed to have something to say, so they smiled and made an excuse and went back to Tian's house.
"What's wrong, Ping'er." When Li Changhu saw his wife, his eyebrows softened a lot, and he looked at her and asked softly.
"Changhu."
Ren Ping'er had a dignified appearance, with a little joy in her eyebrows and eyes, and said in a low voice:
"I have it."
"What?" Li Changhu was shocked, the inhibition and irritability in his mind disappeared, his face was slightly red, and he asked excitedly:
"Really?"
"I can't lie to you, my mother-in-law has seen it, and she has it." Ren Ping'er nodded shyly and said angrily.
"Father, father! The screen is there!"
Li Changhu laughed, overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted and walked to the backyard.
"When the bell..."
Hearing only a sound of iron colliding, Li Mutian immediately put down his knife and hurriedly walked to the main courtyard, asking excitedly:
"What did you kid say?"
"The screen is here!" Li Changhu was silly like a child and said with a smile.
"Okay! Okay."
Li Mutian laughed heartily, patted Ren Ping'er with a red face, and said loudly to Li Changhu:
"I'll invite you, sir, you should look at her so well."
Li Changhu nodded repeatedly, pulled Ren Ping'er to sit down, and carefully asked for warmth.
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back yard
Li Xiangping pinched a spell and slowly woke up from meditation.
He reached out and picked up the wooden slip standing in front of him, loosened the tied strip of cloth, and unfolded it with a "bang".
Under the bright moonlight, the few big characters at the beginning of the volume stood out:
"Golden Light Technique"
The "Taiyin Breathing and Nurturing Wheel Sutra" could not be read or written, but this accompanying method could be dictated and transcribed, and Li Tongya and the others copied the spells they obtained and passed them on to each other.
The volume of "Golden Light Technique" in front of him is the spell obtained by Li Chijing, Li Xiangping cultivated the Xuanjing Wheel a few nights ago, so he borrowed this spell to practice.
"Golden Light Technique" is not difficult, Li Xiangping read it for two nights, and then he understood all the tricks in his heart.
He flipped his left hand, and a brilliant golden awn emerged from his palm.
"Golden Light Technique!"
This is the art of attacking and killing the Dao, and the spell can be condensed into a golden awn, which is extremely sharp.
This golden awn can be attached to the sword to attack and kill the enemy, and it can also be thrown out, and the power is particularly considerable.
He found a bluestone at the door, hugged it with both hands, and shouted in a low voice:
"Get up!"
Unexpectedly, Li Xiangping picked up the bluestone very easily, and even raised his head a few steps back due to excessive force.
"Stepping into the fetal breath, the life span is one hundred and twenty years, the mana flows through the veins, the body is light, the strength is strong, the ears are deaf, the eyes are clear, and the magic is not the same as the mundane type."
Li Xiangping recalled the description in the "Taiyin Breathing and Nurturing the Wheel Sutra", couldn't help but laugh, and hugged the bluestone into the backyard.
He straightened the bluestone, stepped back three feet, cast a spell, and a golden light jumped out of his palm and slashed straight on the bluestone.
"Dang~"
The bright sparks flashed by, and there was an additional knife mark on the surface of the bluestone, which was neither deep nor shallow, but it retreated a palm of the hand, bringing out a pale white friction scratch on the ground.
"Good spell!"
But Li Tongya had already woken up from meditation, looked at Li Xiangping and smiled:
"Jing'er got this spell is the most useful, a few days ago he cast a spell to cut the rockery in the backyard, and I didn't dare to tell my father."
"In terms of practice, we are really not as good as Jing'er." Li Xiangping curled his lips, straightened the bluestone, and estimated the mana in his body, and he could cast spells about four or five times.
"Jing'er entered the mysterious scene in less than a month, although there is a law to help, but it is too amazing." Li Tongya shook his head.
The six wheels of fetal breath are called Xuanjing, Chengming, Zhouxing, Qingyuan, Yujing, and Lingchu, of which the three wheels of Xuanjing, Zhouxing, and Yujing are called the three levels of fetal breath, which is particularly difficult.
Li Chijing and a few others took the help of Fa Jian to easily break through the door of fetal breath, and there was no shortcut to the Chengming Wheel after that, so they had to obediently breathe in the spiritual energy and condense the fetal breath.
"Induce qi and practice flowers, Xuanjing in September, breathe and breathe, and Chengming in March, which is called the best root bones." Li Xiangping sat next to his second brother, read the description in the Wheel Sutra, and said to Li Tongya:
"If you help foreign objects, the standard of this mysterious scene is not good, but this March Chengming can be borrowed to compare."
"Not bad." Li Tongya nodded slightly, and said in a low voice:
"Big brother......
"Big brother is probably worse than you and me." Li Xiangping spoke a little sullenly, quietly looking at Dali Mountain at night.
"I will adjust my breath for a few more days, and I can try to condense the Xuanjing Wheel, and if it succeeds, the Dharma Mirror can be used for my eldest brother to practice." Li Tongya thought for a moment.
Li Xiangping, who was looking at Dali Mountain, squinted his eyes, stood up suddenly, looked at the back mountain and said sternly:
"The thief is so bold!"