This time, it should be the word 'you' from another world.
Yang Dingtian read it and then wrote it down.
Then, he wrote the Chinese character 'you' on the snow, read it out, and pointed to the old man, indicating that this was what 'you' meant.
The old man quickly grasped it and read it very accurately. His writing was still better than Yang Dingtian's.
Next were the words' eyes', 'nose', 'mouth', 'hair', 'skin', 'flesh', 'blood vessels', 'tendons', 'stomach', 'feet', 'snow', 'ice', 'steps', 'sky' and other words.
Yang Dingtian was very smart, but the old man was even smarter.
For more than ten hours, until the snow stopped, the two of them had been learning each other's language and writing.
The old man taught Yang Dingtian a total of 189 words and more than 50 words.
After learning, the old man actually used Chinese to test Yang Dingtian.
For example, the old man pointed to the dark clouds in the sky and said the word 'dark clouds'. He asked Yang Dingtian to say how to read and write the word 'dark clouds' in this world.
If Yang Dingtian said the right words, the old man would smile. If Yang Dingtian said something wrong, the old man would directly slap him.
That slap was really painful, but the old man seemed to be in more pain because his broken bones had not completely healed. Once, when he slapped Yang Dingtian, he even vomited blood.
Therefore, Yang Dingtian did not dare to make any more mistakes. After he made a mistake, he quickly slapped himself hard and did not dare to let the old man hit him. Moreover, he hit himself harder than the old man. He directly hit himself until it was swollen. Sometimes, he would even bleed.
Although Yang Dingtian was very smart, he still made some mistakes in more than ten hours, hundreds of words, and nearly a hundred words.
Therefore, in the end, his whole face was red and swollen like a pig's head. His teeth were a little loose, and the saliva he spat out was all blood.
The old man did not have any pity at all. Once he made a mistake, he would stare at Yang Dingtian with piercing eyes.
At the end of the learning, the old man reached out and stroked Yang Dingtian's red and swollen face, making Yang Dingtian's heart feel warm.
"Go and make ice steps!"
The old man actually spoke in Chinese. Then, he slowly closed his eyes and entered a meditative state again.
"You, you don't want to eat anything?"
Yang Dingtian asked. The old man ignored him, even though he could almost understand the meaning of Yang Dingtian's words.
Yang Dingtian smiled embarrassedly. Then, he carefully tidied up the old man's clothes and combed his hair. Finally, he went to make the ice stairs.
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Just like that, day after day passed.
Most of the time, the old man was meditating with his eyes closed. Every ten days, he would give Yang Dingtian a fiery red pill to maintain Yang Dingtian's life and energy.
Only when it started snowing would he open his eyes and write on the snow to teach Yang Dingtian the language and characters of this world. At the same time, he also learned the Chinese language of Earth.
When the snow stopped, the two of them stopped studying. The old man closed his eyes and entered meditation again. Yang Dingtian continued to work on the ice stairs.
Time passed day after day.
The ice stairs around the cave walls were getting higher and higher. Yang Dingtian also mastered more and more of this world's language and characters.
As for the old man, he had almost completely mastered the main Chinese characters. Because he was extremely intelligent, once he mastered the rules and essence of Chinese characters, he could completely integrate and learn by himself. So later on, he was even able to point out some of Yang Dingtian's obscure mistakes in Chinese. So, the old man's wisdom completely shocked Yang Dingtian.
However, Yang Dingtian's learning of this world's language and characters was very smooth at the beginning. Later on, it slowly became difficult.
In the beginning, Yang Dingtian could learn more than a hundred words in ten hours, but later on, it became slower and slower.
Because this world was completely a world of martial arts, a world of profound qi, Yang Dingtian had no concept of many terms. It was too abstract.
In order to let Yang Dingtian accurately master it, the old man even had to completely translate the rankings and concepts into Chinese. Then, he taught it to Yang Dingtian.
So, Yang Dingtian, who was not beaten up much, was beaten up again. Every time he learned, he would be beaten up by himself until his face was red and swollen like a pig's head.
The old man was still incomparably strict, and his gaze was still incomparably sharp.
But when Yang Dingtian turned around, the old man's gaze was filled with tenderness and pity.
Time gradually passed … …
One month, two months, three months … …
Half a year's time passed. Winter was over, and the snowy weather became less and less.
However, the ice stairs were only more than half completed!
The weather was getting hotter and hotter (Of course, it was only relatively speaking).
Yang Dingtian had almost completely mastered this world's language and characters. Usually, he could also use this world's language to communicate. He also had a sufficient understanding of this world.
This world was called the Primal Chaos Continent!
The land area was much larger than Earth's, and the population was also much larger than Earth's. This was a world where martial arts reigned supreme. Profound qi was the foundation of this martial arts world. Everyone had different profound veins. Those with high talent would have high cultivation, and those with low talent would have low cultivation.
It could be said that this world was completely a martial arts world. Everything was inferior, and only martial arts was superior.
There was only one way to become a person above others, and that was to practice martial arts.
Yang Dingtian took one pill every ten days called the Raging Flame Pill. It was refined using dozens of precious herbs, mixed with dozens of fire attribute profound beasts' blood, and was worth tens of thousands of gold.
Ordinary people only needed to eat one pill to improve their cultivation. But here, Yang Dingtian ate it like a meal.
Time passed day by day. Yang Dingtian's understanding of this world increased, but he still knew nothing about the old man.
Who was the old man?
Why was he trapped here? Why was his whole body crippled?
Everything was still a mystery, but his relationship with the old man was getting deeper and deeper. Yang Dingtian was getting more and more attached to the old man. In the end, he completely treated the old man as a family member.
*****
Every time after taking the Raging Flame Pill, Yang Dingtian always felt that his body had an inexhaustible amount of energy. So when he wasn't making the ice stairs, he would always randomly throw a punch to vent the endless surging energy in his body.
One day, the old man drew a picture on the snow. This fist technique was called Zhen Yang Fist. There were a total of five moves.
There were about ten moves in each move.
This Zhen Yang Fist looked very simple. Yang Dingtian only learned it three or four times, and the first move was roughly correct. Just as he was feeling proud of himself, he saw the old man's ice-cold face.
Then the old man wrote on the snow: On the surface, practice the fist, but on the inside, practice the Qi.
Where the fist goes, the Qi attacks.
When there is a surge of profound qi in the body, this move is considered to have been mastered.
Then, the old man closed his eyes and no longer paid attention.
So Yang Dingtian hurriedly and seriously practiced the fist technique. Over and over, he practiced it several thousand times, but he still didn't feel any Qi. Instead, he was so tired that his bones almost fell apart. He fell to the ground and slept.
When he woke up the next day, he saw that the old man had already opened his eyes and had written hundreds of words on the snow.
"This is called Heaven and Earth Technique. This is the most basic Qi practice chant. Every morning, you practice Qi according to this method."
The old man said: "You already have a general understanding of this world's language, but the more profound Qi practice methods involve many of the human body's acupuncture points and meridians. They require specialized diagrams and books. You don't understand those things at all, so I can't teach you those Qi practice methods. Otherwise, you will definitely go crazy.
This chant is only a sitting breathing method. You won't be in any danger if you practice it. "
"Every morning when you wake up, practice Qi for an hour, and then practice Zhen Yang Fist for three hours. When you feel a surge of Qi, tell me, and I'll teach you the second move," the old man said.
"Yes!" Yang Dingtian said.
The old man closed his eyes and once again entered a meditative state.
For half a year, most of the time he was in a meditative state with his eyes closed. It was as if if he spoke more, his vitality would decrease. And for half a year, Yang Dingtian had been taking Flame Pills, but the old man didn't eat anything. He didn't even drink water, and he didn't excrete at all. This made Yang Dingtian completely awed.
Although the old man never revealed his identity, but from the fact that he had so many Flame Pills on him, Yang Dingtian secretly guessed that the old man's identity was definitely not ordinary.
Yang Dingtian suppressed all his thoughts and began to follow the old man's instructions. He closed his eyes and began to practice his Qi.
This chant only had a few hundred words, roughly dozens of actions. From the nose, to the tongue, to the breathing, to the hand gestures, to the folding of the legs, to the rhythm of lifting the anus.
After dozens of actions were completed, it was a cycle.
After a cycle, Yang Dingtian suddenly felt his lower abdomen itch and heat. It was as if a mouse suddenly jumped up, almost pushing his body, causing him to let out a low cry.
"What's wrong?" The old man opened his eyes.
"It's as if a mouse suddenly jumped in my stomach." Yang Dingtian said.
The old man was stunned and said in disbelief, "So fast?"
Then the old man sighed and said, "Comparisons are odious!
Continue. Whatever happens next, don't be alarmed. "
"Yes!"
Yang Dingtian then continued to practice Qi according to the chant. Each cycle took about three minutes.
After each cycle, the little mouse in his lower abdomen would jump up, but when Yang Dingtian wanted to find it, it would disappear. So the whole process was a game of hide-and-seek.
During the whole process, Yang Dingtian was like a new toy that he never got tired of.
It could be said that a simple Heaven and Earth Chant allowed him to completely enter a strange and mysterious world of martial arts.
After an hour, Yang Dingtian was unwilling to give up and tried one last time.
"Pu …" In the end, the little mouse really seemed to come out from the depths of his lower abdomen, and then stayed in his lower abdomen and kept jumping.
"How is it?" The old man opened his eyes and asked.
Yang Dingtian said, "The little mouse came out and stayed in my stomach, and kept jumping lightly."
The old man was shocked again and shook his head again, "Comparisons are odious!"
He did not tell Yang Dingtian that other people who practiced Qi according to this chant would need at least a month to feel the little mouse, and at least half a year to lure the little mouse out and keep it in their lower abdomen.
"The process just now is called Qi Drawing. Absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth into your body, and then from your countless meridians to the Qi Sea in your abdomen.
You said that the jumping little mouse was your initial Profound Qi. "The old man said.
"I also have Profound Qi?" Yang Dingtian said in surprise.