Chapter 1036 Micro Note Small Window Ming

   woke up again, and was in a daze again.

   This time, Xu Tonghui was in a daze for much longer than yesterday morning.

  Although I have seen the inconceivable originating from the young master time and time again, and really slowly accepted the view that "everything inconceivable is normal", this time, Xu Tonghui was deeply shocked.

   So much so that, recalling the content of yesterday's dream little by little, immersed in it little by little, and soon Xu Tonghui forgot that he was Xu Tonghui.

   Or, it doesn't matter whether it is Xu Tonghui or not.

It doesn't matter if    is a child or not.

The important thing is that he is a cultivator. In the freezing and heavy snowfall, there is no thick bedding to bring warmth, and no burning bonfire to bring warmth. Qi and blood, run, circulate, gather and disperse.

   Then, under the mysterious magic formula, the qi and blood also underwent mysterious changes.

  Change happens slowly and slowly.

   And what followed it along the way was that the body gradually became less cold, and there was no need to stand up and jump, jump, and shake.

   From seventeen or eight times a day, to fifteen or six times, to twelve or three times, to ten times or less.

   At this time, it is still very cold after a long time, but after each activity, I can feel a warm water-like flow in my bones.

   That kind of warmth that the body instinctively and deeply misses.

   Seven or eight times, four or five times, two or three times.

   When there is no need for any bouncing and shaking, the warmth that was originally only flowing in the bones gradually came out, from the bones to the flesh, and then from the flesh to the skin.

   His hands and feet were no longer blue or pale, but ruddy.

   He clasped his hands, and the feeling was no longer cold, but warm.

   Not long after that, the veins in the body, like new grass sprouts emerging from the ground, emerged one by one.

   When Xu Tonghui recovered from his immersion, he suddenly realized that it was almost evening!

  Waking up early in the morning, he just sat on the bed like this for a whole day!

Tian Hao didn't come to disturb him, and the expected visitors are also coming. This is normal. It used to be normal to retreat for a few days at every turn, but this time, during the day, Xu Tonghui didn't know what his daze was. It's not "closed".

  Is this cultivation?

   seems not.

   He really just sat in bed all day.

   But to say no, but it is too incredible, the dream at night, plus the sleep in the daytime, these two add up, until now, Xu Tonghui still felt that he was in the ice and snow just now.

   And the cultivation at the stage of condensing qi, which is bit by bit, is even more heartfelt.

   got up and left the room, washed briefly, Xu Tonghui strolled in the courtyard.

   The sun is fading, the stars are gradually emerging, and under the slight night, the breeze is blowing, which is mixed with the breath of many plants and trees, which is completely different from the tropical rain forest in the dream, and even more different from the ice and snow.

   For a while, Xu Tonghui couldn't help but be in a trance, and he didn't know where he was.

   After a long stroll, Xu Tonghui returned to his room, lit the lamp, and took out the painting.

   is the one he painted himself.

   A river with extended stone steps on the lower left and a simple courtyard on the upper right.

After drawing this picture before, Xu Tonghui also wanted to imitate and write a sentence on it, but he couldn't come up with it after thinking for a long time. At this time, he took out the pen and left the outside of the courtyard blank without much thought. wrote:

   "In a dream, the sky is all over the place, and when you wake up, a lamp illuminates the room."

  The painting itself is unknown, so the inscription is even more inexplicable, and it doesn't seem to match the painting at all.

   But Xu Tonghui himself was very satisfied.

After writing the   , the paintings were not collected, the lights were not turned off, and the clothes were not removed. He just lay down on the bed with his clothes on, and spent the night as if he was sleeping.

  The lights that had been on all night filled the room. In Xu Tonghui's feeling, he seemed to be lying in the starry sky this night.

   There seems to be darkness, but there is light.

   It should be cold there, but he has his own warmth.

   The dawn came again, and when he opened his eyes, Xu Tonghui's eyes were full of smiles.

   didn't look in the mirror, but he knew it.

  This is different from surprise and happiness. Xu Tonghui doesn't know how to describe it, and this kind of feeling has never happened before.

  Roughly speaking, it is very warm and practical.

After    got out of bed, Xu Tonghui looked at the painting again, especially the words he wrote last night.

   "Master, I think I know what real cultivation is." He muttered to himself.

  Today's breakfast was eaten by three people, Xu Tonghui, Tian Hao, and the child named Luopu.

   In a few years, that little boy who was originally a little thin and thin has grown thick eyebrows and big eyes, and because of the practice of open-frame boxing, he looks very strong.

"grown ups!"

   Seeing Xu Tonghui, the child greeted with a smile.

   In awe, there is also admiration.

   Xu Tonghui sometimes pointed him out, those were his shortcomings in boxing.

  Roughly speaking, in Xiao Luopu's mind, Xu Tonghui should be regarded as half of his teacher, but he did not dare to have such thoughts, because every day, adults Xu interacted with those tall adults.

   Any of those people would never be in contact with him in his entire life.

   In the past few years, Tian Hao's cooking skills have also grown a lot.

   The meals cooked at home every day are not limited to the original "Shiquan Dabu Soup", but are different almost every day, but their common feature is that they are all delicious!

   This can be seen from the appearance of Little Lope!

  After the meal, Tian Hao took Xiao Luopu to Tongfu Building normally, and Xu Tonghui also went out together to go to the appointment made the day before yesterday.

   is actually going to Juxinglou, an old acquaintance.

   There are not only people from Sihaimen in Juxinglou, but also from Baji sect, as well as from several other sects.

  Since Juxinglou "Guanlou" no longer gathers various monks, it has gradually become one of the places where the ten children are active, and it has also become one of the gathering places for a group of sect leaders.

   is indeed an old acquaintance, and no one greets Xu Tonghui.

   Unlike at the beginning, they were standing outside the gate in unison.

   However, when Xu Tonghui entered the Juxing Building and entered one of the pavilions inside, one of the bigwigs present stood up.

  There were very few greetings, and soon, everyone took their seats.

"Tonghui, after these days of getting along, a few of us gradually reached an agreement, and we want to really cooperate, that is, take out all the methods of condensing Qi of each family, and then we will summarize and repair. What do you think of a set of Qi condensing methods that can be used by all families?" Gu Huaimin, the master of Sihai Gate, went straight to the point.

   "Okay, learning from each other's strengths is the best practice." Xu Tonghui said with a smile.

   "What I'm afraid of is that we are all short, not long." Cheng Shaoan, the suzerain of the Eight Extreme Sect, said with a wry smile.

"There are even shorter ones, all of them from their own family, so I'm not afraid of Tonghui laughing at you. In fact, it doesn't matter. What we really worry about is whether it is good or bad. If it is good, then it will be very bad, and in the future, I am afraid that all of us will become sinners of several families."

   Well, I knew today's party might be a little different, because the previous invitations were much more solemn than before.

   "So...?" Xu Tonghui laughed.

   "So, Tonghui, we don't know what's good or bad. Come and help us and decide whether it's good or bad?"

   thought for a moment.

   Routine push.

   Then, Xu Tonghui responded.

  Why should?

   In fact, you can also ask why not?

  Should or shouldn't, it doesn't really matter. And since both choices are irrelevant, Xu Tonghui chose what he wanted to choose.

   Very simple thing.

   In a few years, today's Xu Tonghui is no longer the Xu Tonghui who just entered the city.

   "People grow and change, just like the grass on the ground and the leaves on a tree. They change every month, every day, and every little time."

   "And we may not be aware of it."

   "The same is true of practice."

   "It doesn't matter if you notice it or not, what matters is whether you practice every day and every hour, and whether you have practice."

   "The repair is done, and the line is done properly. The rest can be handed over to time with confidence."

   At this moment, Xu Tonghui inexplicably remembered what the young master had said before.

   That was a long time ago.

   At that time, Xu Tonghui just remembered these words firmly, but did not have a deep understanding of the content of these words.

   And when I think about it again, I have the experience and the emotion.

  Especially in the face of this group of bigwigs on the opposite side.

   He is changing.

  They are also changing.

   But just changing is not enough, because it may be good or bad. It may also change, and it is only a small turbulence, and after many setbacks, it is still almost the same as before.

   Therefore, there must be upward force.

   This power can come from within or from outside.

   No matter where they come from, in the words of my brother, they are called "Luck Dao".

   Those who have no luck have no way.

   Or it is just a narrow path, rugged and difficult to navigate, and even covered with thorns, all hands and feet are used together, all-out efforts are made, and in the end, they are exhausted and covered with bruises.

  Master.

   when I faced them.

   I thought of me.

   I am a person with no luck, and it is you who gave me the way.

   (end of this chapter)