Yi Tianxing's life on the train was very miserable. Although he grew up on the stinky garbage dump of Xuntian since he was a child, he never expected that the smell in the hard seat of the train was so terrifying. Especially the stench mixed with countless strange tastes was always surrounded by a sour smell of sweat, which made his nostrils unable to bear it.

It took seven hours to take the train from Gaoyang County to the provincial capital. Yi Tianxing held his breath for seven hours. Fortunately, he had learned to breathe with his skin. Although he was always unhappy in front of everyone, he would always take a bath on the main road, but fortunately he could block the invasion of the odor, so he didn't care about that. He would occasionally pretend to be up and down his chest so that the passengers in the car would mistakenly think that this motionless young man died of serious illness.

After the train drove to the central part of the province, it plunged into the endless and uneven mountains. He watched the scenery outside the car change between the tunnel and the green mountains, and couldn't help but feel bored. Thinking of the Buddhist method he learned in a small pond that day, he frowned, slid through the crowded crowd in the carriage, and squeezed into the toilet.

"Bang!"

He snapped his fingers and watched a faint blue flame rise from the middle of his thumb and index finger with a hint of pride. He was not very skilled in controlling the strange fire in his body. He took advantage of the time when the train was bored, so he hid in the toilet and practiced, snapping his fingers and firing, and the flames were extinguished and extinguished. I don’t know how long it took, but he finally felt the way the red light spot in his body was running, and he had more experience in controlling the flames. He could even change the flames on his fingers from blue to red or incandescent according to his own thoughts. He knew that these changes in colors were changes in temperature.

After all, Yi Tianxing was a monk who became a monk halfway. Or he could be said to be a completely self-study. Most of his current supernatural powers were imposed on him by the creation of heaven and earth. These control skills, as the saying goes, were slowly explored by accident. He had not found a fellow Taoist in this world, so naturally he could not learn from Confucius to ask the old man with long ears. Fortunately, he was born with a powerful body and a courage that was so big that he was born with a natural intelligence, and had read so many religious books, and finally practiced some methods.

However, he still had a headache. In addition to carrying a big bag at the station during the summer vacation, he searched through all the Buddhist scriptures in the county library, and even ran to the decaying ancient Buddhist temple next to the children's park to try his luck, but he still couldn't find a real solution. The so-called real solution, in his opinion, at least he had to understand what his body is and what kind of fire is in his body. Now he is purely controlled by his mind. So what kind of way is this kind of mind control achieved?

At a street stall in Gaoyang County, he bought a qigong secret book written by a "master" in Hebei. After reading it for a long time, he found that it was garbage - Dantian Snow Mountain and Yuanying Golden Elixir. But that was to learn the technique of internal vision. With Yi Tianxing's current eyesight, it would be fine to see if a couple kissed a few kilometers away and stick their tongues. It was hard to see it into his body and see how the fiery red light spots operated.

At present, Yi Tianxing's condition is like a baby who uses a pistol as a toy. He knows that he can shoot out the bullets as soon as he picks the trigger, but he doesn't know where the bullets are placed in the magazine and what the principle of bullet firing is.

“There is something wrong with this car!”

"The car leaks electricity, it must be a leak!"

Yi Tianxing was a little satisfied with his air-to-fire control ability, and no longer listened to the quarrels between these passengers and the conductors. He buried his head in his arms and fell asleep.

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After a while, the train finally passed through the Qinling Mountains and came among the slowly undulating hills. It was four o'clock in the afternoon. Yi Tianxing stuck his head out of the window, staring at the wind and staring at the road ahead. He vaguely saw some white smoke rising in the sky ahead, and the surrounding scenery became worldly. Only then did he realize that the provincial capital was coming. The passengers who had cursed before were already drowsy at this time, and the people selling lunch boxes on the train were busy making the last bit of money. Yi Tianxing tore open the packaging of the instant noodles bowl, poured some mineral water in when people were not paying attention, and then held it expressionlessly. After a while, his palm heated the instant noodles and ate the hot noodles happily.

When I was full of food, the train stopped slowly.

Yi Tianxing burped, carried his house, and followed the crowded people in the hard seat carriage and got out of the car. He saw a black Nissan blue bird parked on the platform on the sleeper carriage from afar. The whole car line was smooth and round. He looked at the eyes of the audience. Maybe he was here to pick up someone. He couldn't help but exclaim: "The people in the provincial capital are really rich, and this car is better than the ones our county magistrate took."

The conductor who was still standing at the door of the train heard his sigh and couldn't help laughing: "It's really a local bun. This car is nothing in the provincial capital, but... these people can drive the car to the platform to pick up people, and it seems that they are also picking up some big shots."
Chapter completed!