Time flies. For Liu Zhidong, he has actually spent three months in the small world. Nine days have passed since reality. He spends most of his time working in the small world, practicing internal skills, and taking time to return to reality to deal with eating and physiological problems.

I don’t care about anything in reality and I stay in seclusion all day long to thank the guests.

Don't bother with your wife and children.

My wife lost 130,000 to play mahjong?

Let her! Just don't cuckold me.

My son is addicted to games?

No matter! It's better than going out to fight.

He didn't get these ordinary things. He just practiced his skills and practiced his skills!

Bet all his time, energy, all his once silent passion, thoughts, and dreams into his internal cultivation!

The twelve serious merits were all opened eighteen days ago in the small world. The internal energy circulated in the meridians and almost overflowed, but it was unable to turn the internal temperament into internal strength.

Why, why?

I already know that the key to turning internal temperament into internal strength is to integrate into my own heart, but why can’t I do it?

Is Xian Ji lying to me?

No, it is impossible, that the breath of internal force is not fake!

It’s me, it’s me that I’m not committed enough, it’s my intentions that are not strong enough, it’s not pure enough!

Liu Zhidong even remembered the villain's way of killing his wife and children in the evil novel, cutting off his affection and righteousness, and polishing his sword intent.

However, that is the way of evil spirits, not the way of immortals.

Forty-seven years of life and rationality have suppressed this evil thought.

This is a devil!

Liu Zhidong, who is still rational, got off the line early.

Back to reality, he opened his eyes, walked into the bathroom silently, took a cold bath, wiped his hair dry with a towel, and looked at himself in the mirror.

A pair of bloodshot eyes, a slender short hair, and a few silver threads between the hairline. That is a proof of age. The corners of the eyes, forehead, lips, and fine wrinkles appear as the frowns of the brows appear.

He is old, really old.

The old saying goes that one can stand at thirty, one can’t be confused when one is forty, and one can’t know the destiny of heaven when one is fifty.

Forty is not confused, but he is already forty and seventeen, but he still cannot be confused, let alone know the destiny of heaven in three years.

What is destiny?

Qi and blood are declining, old age is weak, birth, old age, sickness and death, it’s time to support the elderly...

Is this his destiny?

When Liu Zhidong thought about this, he was almost crazy, and there was a trace of blood in his pupils.

He clenched his fists and tried to smash himself, who was already old in the mirror, but he did not end up smashing it.

When I stepped out, it was already the morning sun that was rising, and the sun was magnificent. Outside this gate, it was not a city, but at the foot of Huangshan Mountain with mountains and mists.

Liu Zhidong's home is here, and the martial arts hall at Xingyi Eagle Claw Gate is also here.

When touched by the sunshine of the rising sun, Liu Zhidong felt a little dazzling. He had been in seclusion and practiced his internal skills for a long time. His eyes were a little uncomfortable with the brilliant morning light for a moment.

He casually changed into his underwear, put on his favorite ancient style outfit, and put on a black cloak, just like a man from the martial arts novel, dressed in a knight.

When he walked out, it was an ancient town, a tourist town where modern electrical appliances and ancient architecture were integrated.

October has passed, and the most lively travel season in Huangshan Scenic Area has passed. The autumn wind blows, with a slight chill. It is morning again, and there are not many tourists in the town, and there are only scattered people on Huangshan not far away.

Liu Zhidong raised his head and looked up at Huangshan Mountain, which was towering and surrounded by clouds. It looked like a dream and a fantasy, like a fairy's residence, and the fairyland was floating.

"I haven't climbed Huangshan for a long time."

Thinking of this, Liu Zhidong climbed Huangshan and stood up step by step along the stairs specially designed for tourists, holding his head up, and gradually moving forward.

The higher the climb, the stronger the mountain wind and colder the colder the colder the face made some tourists wear cotton coats, but Liu Zhidong felt more and more ethereal and refreshing.

The first sight of Huangshan Mountain has arrived. He climbed to Yuping Peak, came to the top of Yuping Mountain, and walked into the left side of Yuping Tower. He was located in the east. A huge strange stone is the green lion stone, and a vigorous pine and cypress tree is born against the stone. It is more than three feet tall. His body is straight, but one side branch is stretched out like a human arm to welcome guests from afar.

It is a welcoming pine tree, and it lives more than 800 years old.

Liu Zhidong came to the pine, looked up at the blue lion stone, and looked up at the welcoming pine.

...

"This Songtian Ge Gu is a thousand miles away."

"Catch the giant spirit's hand and break the Shaoshi Peak."

"The wind and rain are fierce, and I grab my fingers and claws."

"It is hard to feel at ease when you enter the path, and students are prone to falling into the path."

"Count the immortals at any time, and there is a thread of dragons."

(Take the same as "take", break the same as "break".)

...

Liu Zhidong hummed and chanted the ancient poem "Ping Pin", his eyes buzzed, and looked straight at the stone "Pin".

There are ancient and clumsy Han Li cliff carvings "Crowds of Cliffs and Skyscrapers" on the green lion stone.

A simple, vigorous and yet still stands beside the stone.

"This stone, this pine, has been established for thousands of years and is immortal."

"Can I?"

"Can I be honest?"

"Can I like it?"

...

"It is hard to feel at ease when you enter the path, and students are prone to falling into the path."

"It is hard to feel at ease when you enter the path, and students are prone to falling into the path."

It's hard to worry about...

Easy to fall...

Suddenly, more than 40 years of past come to my mind. In the past, I had no way to seek Tao, but now I clearly have the Tao in front of me, and the road to the immortal gate is at my feet, but I can't move forward. For a while, all kinds of foods and foods, the pressure of many days, the lack of door to entering Tao, and the fear of failure that has not been achieved, all rushed into my mind.

He was confused and helpless. Suddenly, Liu Zhidong crawled in front of the welcoming pine, burst into tears like a child, and begged loudly:

"Students are prone to falling into the path...I...students are difficult to hold on to their hearts, and there is no way to enter the Tao!..."

For a moment, Liu Zhidong cried with tears in his eyes and howled endlessly, which attracted the attention of scattered tourists nearby. Seeing the middle-aged man crying and howling, the young man who had good things even took out his cell phone and took a photo.

Let’s talk about the more Liu Zhidong cried, the more sad he became. The more he cried, the more he felt relaxed. The distracting thoughts that had accumulated over the years seemed to be vented with the tears.

It is not easy to cry when you become an adult, let alone Liu Zhidong, who is nearly fifty years old, is crying out now.

Unconsciously, his body and mind relaxed, his eyes were blurred by tears, and gradually became blurred. In this misty, his mind seemed to have traveled through the ages, watching the immortal and immortal ancient stone pine for thousands of years, which have gone through thousands of years.

Suddenly, he realized what he really wanted, and what he really wanted. What kind of intention was what he wanted. Once this mind was enlightened, his mind moved. He felt the internal energy filled with dantian jumping and moving, and it actually moved on his own, realizing the Taoist charm of the strange stones and ancient pine. When he was completely awake, all the internal energy disappeared, and a continuous stream of internal force as simple and clumsy as strange stones and ancient pine, echoing in front of his chest like a real feeling.

The internal energy turns into internal force - complete!

Is this the real internal force?!

Liu Zhidong stood up, held his eyes in front of him with both hands, clenched his fists, and felt the completely different power of his body.

In the strange eyes of the tourists, he suddenly stood up after crying for more than ten minutes, and then laughed happily again.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

"So that's it! So that's what I really want!"
Chapter completed!