What was recorded in the young man's booklet was just an inferior method of exercising and nourishing the body, and there were some flaws in it.

Not only are the physical exercises missing, but even the methods for nourishing Qi are unclear and vague.

Fortunately, Bai Dalang is illiterate and only practices according to the physical training part. Nowadays, the problem is not serious. If he really practices to a certain level, he will really hurt his body and even die prematurely.

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After listening to Qingwei's explanation, the young man looked hesitant and frustrated.

This booklet was one of the few things left by his parents. Ever since he could remember, the boy had been reading it like a fascination.

Now after two years of groping practice, I am now the best among the children in the village. I can go hunting in the mountains even if I have nothing to do.

Now that he knows that this thing will cause problems if he practices it, how can the young man accept it easily?

When I think about it carefully, I think of my parents who died young, and the young man feels even worse.

"Master Dao, please show mercy and save me."

After all, he was just a boy in his mid-teens, and he was already a little distracted after hearing what Qingwei had said without any concealment.

Fortunately, he had a good heart and knew how to grasp the life-saving straw in front of him as much as possible. He fell to his knees and cried.

Upon seeing this, Qingwei raised her hand and waved, and the young man stood up involuntarily. He looked surprised and even stopped crying subconsciously.

"Even if I have eaten your fruit, I will not die without saving you. I just put my heart back in my stomach first."

Then he saw the young man in front of him and put his hand on his pulse. A stream of true energy quickly circulated in the young man's body, and Qingwei became aware of his condition.

Seeing the uneasy expression on the young man's face, Qingwei didn't beat around the bush and said with a smile: "Don't worry, no one will die yet, but in the future, you won't be doing this kind of thing by yourself alone."

After listening to Qingwei's words, the young man looked like he was surviving the disaster. He patted his chest and shouted, "I don't have to die anymore. I don't have to die anymore. It's great."

Qingwei couldn't help but shake her head, and then saw the young man kneeling on the ground and kowtowing decisively: "Since Taoist master, you said that you can't practice by yourself, can I follow you to practice? I don't ask to be your teacher, as long as you can occasionally

Just give me some pointers."

"You are a little greedy. Besides, you may have forgotten that your physical problem has not been solved yet."

The young man was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered that he had been so happy that he had forgotten to ask how to solve the physical problem.

Qingwei saw this and said with a smile: "I have done my best to help you heal your wounds and illnesses. After all, Taoism values ​​students and has no regard for people. I can't bear to have you die at a young age. As for cultivation, you should give up.

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Immediately, Qingwei raised his hand and saw an earth-yellow pill appear. It exuded a faint herbal aroma, making the young man beside him swallow his saliva.

"Pindao will take action and help you refine this Yuan Pei Dan, and you will be able to get rid of all your stubborn ailments and become somewhat stronger than others."

The young man looked at the elixir in Qingwei's hand, a bit of struggle flashed in his eyes, and he asked unwillingly: "Master Dao, I don't want this elixir and I just want to practice with you. Please have mercy on me, Master Dao!"

The smile on Qingwei's face faded, and she said with a hint of seriousness in her tone: "Are you willing not to save your life, but also want to embark on the path of cultivation?"

"I don't want to be like the boys in the village who spend all day climbing trees and playing around, learning to farm and hunt, marrying a wife as soon as I reach my teenage years, and then never seeing the outside world in this mountain village for the rest of my life. Besides, I'm like this

No one wants to marry me either."

"I also want to go out and see what the world outside is like, and see if the end of the sky is the sea, as the old people said. I still don't know what the sea looks like."

"But I can't do anything as it is now. Grandpa Li Zheng said that it's too dangerous outside. The uncle of the Zhang family in the east of the village went out on business and never came back. So, Master Tao, I want to practice and I want to be able to go out and see.

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After hearing what the young man said, Qingwei took a deep look at him and said after a moment of silence: "I can't believe that I have a lot to think about at such a young age. You should get up first."

"Master Dao, if you don't agree... Oops!" Before the young man could finish speaking, he received a blow and a violent shock.

"What? You still want to threaten Pindao?!"

The young man stood up quickly and said with a smile: "I don't dare, I don't dare, Master Dao, you are too worried."

Throwing the Pei Yuan Pill to the young man, Qingwei waved him over and said, "Farewell, Master Dao. Poor Taoist would feel uncomfortable hearing the name of Master Dao."

"Then what should I call you?"

Qingwei sighed and said, "My Taoist name is Qingwei. You can call me Taoist Priest Qingwei, or simply Taoist Priest. Do you understand?"

At this time, the young man had realized that Qingwei's attitude was a little loose, so he appeared to be extremely well-behaved.

Instructing the young man to sit down on the kang, Qingwei said: "Let us cure your minor physical problems first, and we will talk about your spiritual practice later."

This Yuan-Building Pill was originally used to strengthen the body and cultivate Yuan before reaching the Zhoutian realm. It was appropriate for this young man to use this pill when he injured his body due to his careless practice.

It's just that he has no foundation after all. The Peiyuan Pill is too powerful for him, so Qingwei has to help him refine it.

After less than two sticks of incense.

With Qingwei's help, the young man has digested the Peiyuan Pill. At this time, the young man looks much rosier. Although he is still a little thin, it is not as obvious as before that he is not in good health at a glance.

Some minor ailments in his body have also been cured.

Feeling relaxed, the young man walked around the room and took notes, obviously feeling much stronger than before.

After all, not only did he have problems with his body during training earlier, but he also suffered from obvious malnutrition. At this time, after taking a Peiyuan Pill, the problem was solved.

After he recovered, the young man looked at Qingwei with joy and couldn't help but ask: "Taoist Master, can you teach me how to practice now?"

"Well, you go back to sleep, and Pindao will teach you when you wake up." Qingwei waved her hand, signaling the young man to go out.

However, at this time, the young man was not even sleepy at all, so he just said: "I'll be waiting inside, Taoist priest, you are busy first."

But when he saw Qingwei Bizhan flipping through his old book and muttering something from time to time, he consciously waited quietly.

At this time, Qingwei was constantly deducing the young man's incomplete skills.

At the entrance of the village, Qingwei discovered that this young man had traces of cultivation, so out of curiosity, he followed him and settled here.

Originally, I just planned to heal the young man's injury, which would be considered a good deed.

But just now when he was inspecting his injuries, he discovered that although his body had been somewhat damaged by his own indiscriminate training, his aptitude was actually not bad.

Then seeing that his pursuit of truth was quite sincere, Qingwei decided to give him a chance after some hesitation.
Chapter completed!