Wang Xiaohu entered the forest with his sword.
The maple leaves that filled the sky formed a golden path behind Wang Xiaohu's buttocks.
"Sigh, young man."
Irin sat on a branch with his back against the tree trunk as he flipped through his family's secret manual.
During this period of time, Irin had been busy with various things. Now that he was squatting, he could finally find some time to think about it.
Of course, Irin did not have high hopes for this secret manual.
This was because among the five talents, the [Ancient Charm] was not considered to be a high talent.
Moreover, the secret manual in his hands was tattered and incomplete. It was obviously an incomplete copy.
Irin opened the first page with his left hand … and it was torn apart.
No wonder it was an incomplete secret manual.
However, Irin did not care and started reading from the second page.
The difficulty of reading the ancient book increased immediately, making Irin feel a little overwhelmed.
First of all, the order of reading the secret manual was the opposite of the order of modern people. It was from right to left, and from top to bottom.
However, after thirteen years in this world, Irin did not waste his time. After getting used to it, Irin forcefully corrected his deep-rooted reading habits.
Secondly, the ancient book was full of rare words, fake words, hard to understand words, seemingly words, and not words. As she read, Yi Lin's face was filled with confusion.
Was this meant to be read by humans?
At the very least, there should be some vivid "illustrations"!
Irin and the Lin family's secret manual went head to head.
He held the secret manual in his left hand and flipped through it page by page. His right hand involuntarily activated a skill. A breeze rolled up and formed a "wind wall" around Irin that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The power of this skill was limited to this.
[Wind Body].
The incomplete [Cloud Body Wind Body – Wind Body], when activated, could wrap around the body with a layer of wind barrier. The defense was not much, but it could make projectiles, bullets, and other long-range attacks deviate to a certain extent.
This kind of low-level skill could have been used to save Irin's life when he first started out. However, when Irin reached Transcendence and became proficient in the various uses of psychokinesis, this ability was of little use. This was also the reason why Irin kept this ability at the bottom of his chest and was too lazy to use it.
Two hours later.
Irin flipped through the entire book three times.
To be precise, this secret manual was only half a book.
The remaining half of the book was in his body.
He didn't know if this arrangement was a coincidence or if there was a deeper meaning behind it.
"Wind Body" was grasped by him in the form of a skill.
The remaining "Cloud Body" was recorded in the secret book in his hand.
If it wasn't a coincidence, then there must be a reason for Xiaoxi's arrangement.
Therefore, Irin became even more interested in this secret manual.
He yawned lazily, changed his posture, shook his legs, and stretched. The day passed in the blink of an eye.
Under the setting sun.
Irin looked down at the maple forest from above. The whole forest was covered in a layer of golden light.
Irin looked at this dazzling scene and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
So, this was the true origin of the name "Golden Temple".
"Beautiful."
Irin looked at the temple on top of the mountain and secretly decided that when he returned to the Snow Mountain base one day, he would build another mountain in the maple forest and build a temple on top of it for his vacation.
Suddenly.
Messy thoughts flashed through Irin's mind. He felt a sense of melancholy that he hadn't felt in a long time.
It had been thirteen years.
He didn't know how they were doing in the base.
He also didn't know how much time passed compared to the outside world.
What he was worried about, would it really happen?
Would it?
"I will definitely go back, definitely."
Irin opened his eyes and closed them, returning to calmness.
With a light flick of his hand, three figures appeared beside Irin.
Nie Hongxiu looked at Irin's back. It could be said that they had watched Irin grow up with their own eyes. Even if Irin didn't say anything or mention anything, Nie Hongxiu, Bai Xiaoyi and Gaya Koto could feel the loneliness and loneliness that Irin buried deep in his heart.
The three mother spirits were Irin's only connection to the real world. Every time he saw the three mother spirits, Irin would think of the past and rely on the things in the real world.
Thirteen years.
Thirteen years.
How many chances did one have to start over in life?
How many thirteen years did one have in life?
The three mother spirits, whose appearances had not changed even after thirteen years, looked at Yi Lin's slightly thin back and looked at each other in dismay.
Finally, they exchanged glances and decided to let the most mature Nie Hongxiu speak.
"Sir."
Nie Hongxiu wanted to say something.
Irin raised a finger: "Shh, don't make a fuss."
Nie Hongxiu stared.
She hadn't even started to make a fuss yet.
Irin seemed to be able to read minds and answered: "You are thinking, you are disturbing me."
At this time.
Even if the bond between them was very high, Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu still had the urge to beat their master.
Irin's back faced them and said softly: "Read quietly."
Nie Hongxiu suddenly wasn't so angry and sighed: "You have grown up."
"Don't say things that will cause misunderstandings."
Nie Hongxiu was silent. She stretched out her materialized palm and gently stroked Irin's hair. Her eyes were full of motherly love.
"Don't make a fuss."
Irin pushed Nie Hongxiu's hand away.
Nie Hongxiu didn't admit defeat and touched it again. Oh, she suddenly felt that it was quite good.
Irin pushed it away again.
Nie Hongxiu touched it again.
Irin couldn't resist and was too lazy to care.
In the end, the three mother spirits fought to touch it.
The scene was chaotic.
They squatted for three days and two nights.
Next to the Golden Temple, everyone hiding in the forest was very patient and seemed to be experienced.
They squatted in the forest, motionless and as steady as a dog.
Irin saw that nothing major happened, so he stayed out of Jian Nanchun's detection range and read books for three days.
When he was hungry, he ate dry food. When he was thirsty, he drank water. It was rare to have peace.
He felt that he was gradually getting started.
As a matter of fact, this was a cultivation secret manual that started from the beginning to the end, from shallow to deep.
The manual recorded the cultivation method of ordinary people from scratch.
The ancient book clearly said that the world was full of spiritual aura. The eyes couldn't see, the nose couldn't smell, but the spiritual aura was everywhere.
If ordinary people wanted to feel the spiritual aura, they had to go through a process of "feeling the aura" before they could have the qualification to cultivate.
This qualification was called "talent".
People with talent might have been aware of the existence of "spiritual aura" when they were children and spontaneously absorbed it.
Speaking of this, the foundation of cultivation was "breathing in". Breathing in was "taking in". Exhaling was "expelling". Qi sinking into the dantian was "gathering". Qi circulating was "running".
To put it bluntly … it was "breathing".
Well, the translation was: the key was breathing.
Eh, why was it related to the breathing method again?
Irin was very puzzled.
Could it be that the old saying was true, that the essence of all power was the same through different means?
For Irin, the step of "feeling the aura" was skipped.
This was not based on Irin's talent, but on the experience of several lifetimes.
The experienced Irin could vaguely sense the existence of "spiritual aura" a long time ago.
The engraved wooden stakes he made were actually using the spirit energy in the air to achieve the effect of saving Psionic Energy Value.
He didn't expect that he would become a half-baked cultivator by accident.
Irin was quite emotional.
Sure enough, no matter which world or era, scientific knowledge and theory were universal.
No matter how ridiculous or ridiculous the two were, they could be explained by "science" and found common points.
That was why Ah Deng had repeatedly emphasized that young man must believe in science.
Irin understood.
"Master, there seems to be movement on the mountain!"
Bai Xiaoyi and the other two, who had been by Irin's side and would come out from time to time to accompany him in his reading, keep watch, fan, and massage his shoulders, suddenly reminded Irin that there was movement in the distance.
For the past three days, the foot of Mount Huangjin, which had been very quiet, could be faintly heard shouting and killing.
Bursts of flames surged in the forest at night.
Irin raised his eyelids slightly and glanced from afar before lowering his head again.
"Yes, there's no hurry."
As he spoke, Irin flipped another page of the ancient book in his hand.
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