Chapter 323 Seeing Flowers in the Smoke

"The fetal movement is the beginning, the five qi are the basis, the yin and yang are reversed, and the void is surrounding the sky."

Liang Yan recited the opening spells of the Dao Sword Sutra in a low voice while secretly raising his Qi in his body and operating the techniques as described in the sutra.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, the moon was already in the atrium. Liang Yan was sitting cross-legged in meditation, his mind as calm as water. Just when he fell into a state of complete selflessness, he suddenly felt a sudden jump in his Dantian, and then a warm current emerged from it.

Liang Yan was really overjoyed at this moment. He was not a young boy who had just started cultivating, so he naturally knew that this warm current came from the spiritual power of his Dantian. After many days, he felt spiritual power emerging from his Dantian again, which made him almost scream out of control.

But he also knew that he must not give up halfway at this moment. He immediately cheered up and carefully guided this spiritual power to operate according to the methods recorded in the scriptures.

However, just when Liang Yan had circulated this spiritual power for less than half a day, he felt his aura suddenly draining. Then the spiritual power also turned from strong to weak, and gradually dissipated in his body.

"what happened!"

Liang Yan was shocked. The little spiritual power he had just generated had dissipated in his body in just a few breaths!

"Is there something wrong with the method I'm running?"

Liang Yan suddenly had such an idea in his mind, but after a moment he shook his head in self-denial and said to himself: "I am obviously operating according to the method in the scriptures, there should be no deviation at all."

He racked his brains and couldn't think of a reason, so he simply skipped the beginning and looked down, but he was shocked to find that there was something strange everywhere in the "Tao Sword Sutra". Many routes of spiritual power were unfamiliar and difficult to follow, and some The place is even imaginative.

For example, one of the movement methods actually jumps directly from the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand to the Gallbladder Meridian of the Foot Shaoyang. This is something that is impossible to achieve in the eyes of a cultivator with a little common sense.

Another example is that the first acupuncture point that appears in the scripture is actually called "Jianchong Point". Although Liang Yan is not a major cultivator who has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, he also knows that human monks only have a total of 720 acupoints on their bodies. These seven hundred and twenty acupoints are the foundation of thousands of human skills, but there is only one acupoint like "Jian Chong Point"!

"Could it be that I got a fake scripture?"

He failed to practice the "Tao Sword Sutra" many times, and he couldn't help but become a little suspicious. But then I thought about it, I clearly got this scripture from the Yunxiao Fairyland, there is no possibility of fraud. In addition, Lao Jin also confirmed at that time that he really had the inheritance of a seeker, and it was absolutely impossible to be a fake scripture.

Thinking of Lao Jin, Liang Yan couldn't help but sigh secretly. Ever since he released the third golden feather in the tomb of the dead, he has never shown any breath. If it weren't for the vague feeling of master and servant between him and him, Liang Yan would have really thought that this old Jin was here. The path of death is gone.

"Well, I have nothing to do now, so why not try a few more times."

Liang Yan sighed softly, sat cross-legged on the bed, and started the exercises in the scriptures again. Not long after this time, only half an hour later, another spiritual power surged out of the dantian.

However, Liang Yan's mentality was very peaceful at the moment, and he was still guiding this spiritual power step by step to circulate through the major meridians in his body.

But this time it was faster than the last time. Within a few breaths, the aura around him was drained again, and the trace of spiritual power that had just been generated immediately dissipated.

Liang Yan felt annoyed for a while, but he persisted in activating the technique again. As one after another of spiritual power was generated, another one after another of spiritual power dissipated. He felt like a drowning mortal at this moment. He finally saw a life-saving rope, but every time he pulled hard, he found that the back of the rope was broken into two parts, and it was impossible to bring him to the shore.

Just when he failed to run the technique for the seventh time, he suddenly felt a burst of hot air blowing onto his face. Liang Yan was startled and immediately opened his eyes and looked forward.

He saw a man's face that was as sharp as an axe, just a few inches in front of his head, and a pair of eyes as black as ink, looking at him quietly.

"Dumb?"

Liang Yan was surprised. He had been practicing for several hours since he returned to the room. It was already late at night, and Ah-Dai had already gone to bed long ago. Why did he suddenly come to him now?

It was cold in the valley, and the moonlight in the second half of the night passed through the window like hoarfrost, shining on Liang Yan's bedside and also on Ah-Dai's face. His eyes, as dark as ink, were like a mouthful in the cold moonlight. In the deep pool, Liang Yan just looked at him and felt that he was sinking into it, and he felt like he couldn't extricate himself.

"Dumb. Who are you?"

Liang Yan didn't know why he asked this, but he always felt that Ah-Dai was different from usual at this moment. Although he still looked like a mortal, there was a vague sense of depth that he couldn't explain.

At this moment, Ah-Dai was squatting on Liang Yan's bed, but instead of answering his question, he shook his head and said something very abrupt:

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Liang Yan made Monk Zhang Er scratch his head and didn't understand what he was talking about at all.

But the next moment, Ah-Dai suddenly stretched out his right hand, pointed under his chest, and then said:

"Something's wrong here!"

While he was speaking, his fingers were not idle. He lightly stroked the air and said, "That's how it should be."

"What!"

Liang Yan's heart moved. The place where Ah-Dai pointed just now was exactly the place where his spiritual power first started to operate when he was practicing the "Tao Sword Sutra".

Somehow, he actually felt a bit of expectation and excitement for this ordinary mortal without any spiritual power. He swallowed unconsciously, straightened up, and wanted to hear what Dumb went on to say.

However, Ah-Dai suddenly blinked his eyelids, and when he opened them again, the deep black color in his eyes had faded, and he became as confused as usual again.

Then he saw this dumb guy kicking his legs, and regardless of Liang Yan's surprised look, he lay back on his bed and fell asleep instantly!

Liang Yan never expected that this man only said three sentences, and each sentence did not exceed five words.

"Brother Dumb?"

He reluctantly stepped forward and pushed Ah-Dai, trying to wake him up from his bed. However, Ah-Dai seemed to have made up his mind to sleep here to death. No matter how hard Liang Yan pushed him, he still fell asleep. .

Liang Yan worked hard for a long time, but finally had no choice but to give up. He leaned on the bedside and looked at the man in front of him with great confusion. Although this man was extremely handsome, the scar on his left eyelid ran all the way to his chin, which was incompatible with the calm moonlight and had a rather ferocious flavor.

"Who is this person? Is the stroke of his fingertip just now a method of operation in the Dao Sword Sutra? Why is it completely different from what is said in the sutra? Or is the first stroke of his finger just a coincidence?"

Liang Yan had many doubts in his heart at this moment, but unfortunately Ah-Dai had already fallen deep into sleep, and he had no way to ask. In the end, he could only lean against the wall beside the bed and fall asleep deeply.