This afternoon, Yu Xin sat on his bed and comprehended the introductory chapter of "Hongmeng Clashing the Heavenly Technique".

But five hours passed quickly, and his progress in comprehending the mind method was stagnant.

As Yanxi said, this "Hongmeng Clashing Heaven" is a mental method from another world in ancient times, and it is extremely difficult to practice itself. In addition, there are many things in it that cannot be understood by the cognition of this world. This is undoubtedly extremely difficult for Yu Xin, who has a low talent for cultivation.

"Even if it comes from other worlds, it is also a sword cultivator's mind method, and it will never leave its sect in every way. It should always have a place that is connected with the sword cultivator's mind method in this world..."

Yu Xin slowly opened his eyes. He thought that if he continued to fight like this, he would only fall into a vicious cycle.

"Speaking of this, Mu Xuan would hold an iron sword in his hand when he was taking specialized courses...Is this because I don't have a sword?"

Maybe there are some questions, he should ask Ye Muxuan.

Thinking of this, he got up and left the room.

"Muxuan, it's time for dinner."

He knocked on Ye Muxuan's door, it was already evening.

"Wait for me, I'm taking a shower." Ye Muxuan's voice came.

"Why do you take so many baths a day?"

"Nonsense, I have been practicing for a whole afternoon, how could I not sweat?" Ye Muxuan's voice was once again full of disgust.

"..." Yu Xin didn't reply.

From yesterday's book-giving ceremony to now, most of the freshmen in the school have understood the introductory stage of their own mental methods and started formal practice.

And he had not even entered the door, so he could only continue to comprehend the mind method. This afternoon, he naturally had no drop of sweat.

After a while, Ye Muxuan, who was emitting fragrance all over his body, walked out wearing a coat and trousers.

"You are so fragrant all over, aren't you afraid of being touched by a hooligan who is treated as a woman by a hooligan," Yu Xin couldn't help but complain.

Ye Muxuan gave him a blank look and said disgustedly: "I haven't seen anyone more hooligan than you yet."

If she hadn't known this guy in three years of high school, then her thoughts would definitely be pure and ignorant. It was all this guy who had dirty her thoughts!

Besides, isn’t the hooligan who hugged and touched her all day?

As the two chatted, they quickly entered the cafeteria.

Although there were still many people in the cafeteria tonight, Yu Xin did not hear the harsh ridicule as much as noon.

However, he still didn't plan to eat in the cafeteria. After all, he felt unnatural in everything he did when he was watched by so many people.

Then on the way back to the dormitory, Yu Xin asked Ye Muxuan some questions about the practice of sword cultivation mind method. Ye Muxuan was also happy to tell him, but he felt that what Ye Muxuan said was not helpful to him.

Seeing the dormitory, Yu Xin said, "By the way, you should bring the iron sword you used in specialized courses to the dormitory, right?"

"Why are you asking this?" Ye Muxuan was puzzled.

"Can you lend me one night?"

"But what do you want a sword to do?"

"it works."

Ye Muxuan looked at him for a few glances, and without saying anything, he opened the door and took out his iron sword and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Yu Xin finished speaking, and then returned to his room with the sword.

Ye Muxuan stood outside the door and sighed slightly.

Since the incident at noon today, she has never seen an expression on this guy Yu Xin’s face.

"How can I make this guy happy?"

Ye Muxuan muttered in his heart and returned to his room.

...

One o'clock in the morning.

Yu Xin sat on the bed in the dormitory and retreated from the state of understanding again.

Since he finished supper, he took the iron sword given by Ye Muxuan and realized the "Hongmeng Clashing Heaven" for five hours, but he still got nothing.

It is obvious that his inability to comprehend the mind method is not because of the sword but no sword.

Yu Xin looked at the iron sword in her hand, and the expression on her face was very calm.

"Maybe the thing I lack the most now... is patience."

He found that he was always concerned about the fact that all the freshmen in the school had basically started their minds, but he was stagnant. He was worried that he would be the last student in the school to get started with his minds, and thus he was more ridiculed...

It seems that after he obtained the "Hongmeng Clashing Heaven", he has been anxious to prove something.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought that the last student who learned about the mental method in the school should be him, and the stagnation of mental method should also happen to him, and those voices that mock him will inevitably exist.

Originally, his talent for cultivation was not very strong, but "Hongmeng Clashing Heaven" was so difficult to understand. How could he understand faster than others?

He shouldn't have those worried thoughts, nor should he rush to prove that he is a wasteful man who only deserves the "Inherited Life Technique".

He should accept the status quo calmly and do his own things silently and patiently.

Being not ridiculed by others, or proving yourself... These things should no longer be important from the day the vow comes. Compared to being punished by the vow to break the meridians, these are not worth mentioning.

Unlocking the seal and paying off the debts of love is the most important purpose.

He looked at the sword in his hand calmly for a long time, and his eyes seemed to become extremely clear at this moment.

This iron sword is beautiful, but it has no sheath.

"Scarf..."

Yu Xin seemed to have thought of something. He slowly placed the iron sword in his hand beside the bed and entered the state of comprehending again.

But this time, he did not close his eyes, but kept staring at the iron sword beside the bed.

The introductory chapter of "Hongmeng Clashing the Heavenly Technique" that he had chewed countless times in his mind was once again flirting with patterns and words. At this moment, he began to dance and shuttle between his thoughts.

He kept aggregating, breaking up, then aggregating, then breaking up...

Just like in a puzzle, I don’t know whether it was a mistake or a correct one, but he kept working on it. Because he always felt that the combination of these things would be like a sword sheath.

I don't know how long it took, but he lost himself again.

The familiar feeling began to quietly surge into his heart, but he didn't notice it at all.

Gradually, every time these pictures and texts are broken down and aggregated, they become regular.

When they aggregate each time, a piece of information will be conveyed, and the next time they aggregate, this piece of information will be continued.

After a while, these pictures and texts finally stopped aggregating, and then suddenly withered like fireworks.

Yu Xin's dull eyes also regained their glory at this time.

"The true qi is a sword, the flesh is a sheath... no sword?"

He began to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed, and the white true energy in his body began to surge.

As the true energy surged, the meridians in his body began to expand violently, as if they were about to explode.

His body temperature began to rise rapidly, the air around his body was burned, and the quilt beside his bed had already begun to turn black.

He could no longer sense such things as time.

It was not until the bed under his legs that he suddenly woke up from this state.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the black smoke all over the room, and a "squeak" sound came from his ears.

"How come there is a burnt smell..."

When he lowered his head and looked at his bed, he realized that he was sitting naked in a ball of flames.

"Damn it! There was a fire!"

Yu Xin immediately jumped out of the bed, rushed into the bathroom to fetch water, and kept pouring it on his bed.

After a while, the fire went out and he opened the window to disperse the smoke.

The quilt, pillow, bed board, cell phone, and the clothes he wore last night were burned. Fortunately, he had no other property damage.

Fortunately, the front stone was not damaged in the flames, and his skin was not burned for some reason.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yu Xin looked at the mess in the room and began to recall everything that happened last night.

He remembered that last night he seemed to have mastered the introductory chapter of "Hongmeng Clashing the Heavenly Technique" and began to practice this introductory chapter.

However, because the introduction to this mind method is quite strange, it treats the practitioner's body as a scabbard that can nourish the spiritual sword, and treats the true qi in the practitioner's body as a spiritual sword. In the early stage, it is a cultivation method that focuses on nourishing the true qi of the physical body.

However, in the process of nourishing the true qi of the body, his body temperature will be affected by the changes in the true qi in his body, which will become very high, which will also cause his bed and quilt to burn out.

"It seems that next time I practice this thing, I have to find a good place."

Yu Xin sighed helplessly, turned around and went to his suitcase that had not been burned to look for clothes.

Although the initial practice method of "Hongmeng Clashing the Heavenly Technique" is a bit weird, Yu Xin was very happy because this mental method has a high physical demand for practitioners. As long as the physical body is stronger, the intensity of nourishing true qi will be greatly increased.

It’s no wonder he chose this sword-cultivating method in his previous life.
To be continued...