The alien species of the city arrives

Ever since Fan Ying said that Lu Yan was at Mount Seymour, Zhang Hui had been thinking about going to Mount Seymour to find out about Lu Yan, but he had already promised Gou Xin not to act without authorization, and Xu Gui and Xiang Yan were also not. Maybe he agreed to go to Mount Seymour alone.

The only thing he can do now is to prepare himself more adequately before going to Mount Seymour, and make himself stronger, so that no one will die halfway before he can find him.

After returning to Lushan, he still went to Yuan Zhixing to learn swords during the day, and at night he practiced the heart techniques taught to him by Xie Zhuo.

During the days when he went to Changdu, too many things happened on the road. What he had learned before was negligent in cultivation, and he was already a little strange.Picking it up now will inevitably be difficult at first, but after a few days, he slowly began to return to the state before he went to Changdu.

In the evening when he was practising the mind method taught by Xie Zhuo, he felt some pain on his back as soon as he moved. He had felt this way before. Last time Xu Gui told him that it was a process of opening the pulse. , The zhenqi in the body is exploring a specific channel, so this pain is felt.

Yun Dou saw Zhang Hui sitting cross-legged on the bed, his shoulders and neck stiff, and a hissing sound in his mouth, as if he was trying his best to endure physical pain.

Yun Dou said, "Can you do it? It's all painful, don't hold on, take a break, and try again after you figure it out, maybe it won't hurt so much."

Zhang Hui took a deep breath and said coldly: "Don't make a noise, you are the first to kill me."

"Oh, you're still in your realm, who can you scare me?" Yun Dou's tone was full of contempt. He saw Zhang Hui still not giving up, and his shoulders began to tremble, so he walked to him and whispered." Don’t be angry, I think you’ve made a detour in 80% of the time. Either you go to Mr. Xu and ask him to give you pointers. Maybe you have to break through faster. Mr. Xu is now the leader of the Lushan Qi Sect. He has the most insights on things."

Later, Zhang Hui stopped to think, and felt that Yun Dou made sense. He was really stubborn at times, and he was afraid of falling into a dead end.

On the second day, Zhang Hui came to Xu Gui's study to ask him for advice.

It happened that Xiang Yan was also in Xu Gui's study at this time. Xiang Yan and Xu Gui were in the same position in Lushan. The two often discussed things together, but in fact, neither of them agreed with each other.Xiang Yan's eagerness to win is on the bright side, and Xu Gui looks humble and polite in front of everyone, but in his heart he often fights with Xiang Yan.

Xu Gui saw Zhang Hui specially come to him today, expecting that Zhang Hui must have come because of important things.

"Mr. Xu, the disciple has been practicing exercises recently and feels that his back pain is often unbearable. I am afraid that a tendon in his head has been drilled into the horns and the pulse is not opening properly, so I want to ask Mr. Xu to give me pointers." Zhang Hui walked to Xu Gui. Begged.

When Xu Gui heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and praised: "This is a good thing. Once the pulses are formed, you will enter the realm of opening channels. This is something that many beginner disciples can't wait for a long time."

Zhang Hui said: "Thank you for the guidance of the two gentlemen, disciples can make such progress."

Xu Gui smiled and nodded: "Your master's contribution to the heart is the greatest, and of course it is also your own hard work."

Xiang Yan was a little impatient about Zhang Hui and Xu Gui being polite with each other. He looked at Zhang Hui and pointed his finger at Xu Gui’s book case: "Why do you say so much useless? Draw the pulse of consciousness you feel."

Xiang Yan's eyes were sharp, and his tone was still so hard as before. In an instant, the atmosphere between Zhang Hui and Xu Gui was broken, and the three became serious.

Zhang Hui stood at the desk, meditating in his mind, and roughly drew the direction of pulse recognition based on the pain marks on his back that he could feel.

Xu Gui lifted up the figure drawn by Zhang Hui, frowned in thought, and did not say a word for a long time.

Xiang Yan snatched the paper from Xu Gui's hand, and after a short glance, he said: "There is no big problem, the right three veins are a little weak, just pay attention to balance."

Xu Gui didn’t say anything. Hearing Xiang Yan’s words, he seemed to have discovered something serious. He pointed his finger on the pulse of consciousness drawn by Zhang Hui, with a serious expression, and said to Xiang Yan, “Brother is too sloppy. Consciousness pulse is the foundation of cultivation. If there is a problem with Consciousness pulse, problems will continue in the future. Brother said that his third right channel is a bit weak. My opinion is just the opposite of that of Brother. The influence of his father is that the right third channel is weak, so he is not suitable for practicing talisman. I think Zhang Hui does not have to work on the right third channel. Instead, he needs to focus on the left third channel. Swordsmanship will match in the future."

"The innate influence is only part of it. If you insist on being so reluctant to avoid being preconceived, who said that swordsmanship relies on control? Do you think everyone is Yuan Zhixing? If you continue like this, you will only create another Yuan Zhixing! "Xiang Yan hooked his body and looked at Xu Gui with contempt in his eyes, and the words he said were sonorous and powerful.

Xu Gui has been well-known in Qizong practice for decades. Now he is so skeptical by Xiang Yan that his usual humble and polite demeanor can no longer be maintained. After a while, his face became red with anger, and he looked towards Xiang Yan's voice also began to tremble: "Brother, let's discuss different opinions. Why is this stinging? What's wrong with Yuan Zhixing? Is there any disciple under the brother's seat stronger than him?"

"Ji Yuan is better than him, but that kid is too sleek and not sharp."

"Smooth and not sharp, isn't this just because of the aggressiveness and sharpness of the brothers?" Xu Gui's tone was sarcasm, and his voice changed from his former generosity and gentleness.

Xiang Yan couldn't think that Xu Guiping's current affairs were letting him. Today's speech also pulled him short. He was so tit-for-tat against him. He was so angry that he crumpled the pulse-knowledge diagram drawn by Zhang Hui into a ball and threw it on the ground, with the back of his hand rushing out behind him To Xu Gui's study: "The stone in Maokeng is stinky and hard, and who is rare to fight with you, how do you like to teach how to teach."

Zhang Hui has long felt that the harmony between Xu Gui and Xiang Yan is only superficial, because Xu Gui takes care of the overall situation and always gives Xiang Yan in front of everyone, and never refutes his face, but Xu Gui is not in his bones. People who have no idea.

As soon as Xiang Yan left, Xu Gui died down again, his expression became much gentler.

Zhang Hui also explained: "Mr. Xiang is a person who loves more seriously, so he is not forgiving."

In order to relieve Zhang Hui, Xu Gui smiled reluctantly, so as to dissolve the suddenly embarrassing atmosphere, and then according to his previous thinking, continue to point out to Zhang Hui the problems that occurred in Kaimai.