After practicing for two hours, Zhou Tu suddenly felt congestion in his forehead and swelling and pain all over his body!
There was an abnormality in his body, so Zhou Tu quickly stopped practicing. After a few breaths, his body returned to normal.
Zhou Tu frowned, but he immediately understood what was going on. Guiyuan Jue could only be practiced for two hours a day, and he had been practicing for more than two hours now!
"I practiced for two hours during the day and two hours in my dream. On this day, I practiced for a total of four hours, which is twice as long as the time in the book. Why did the problem only occur now?"
Zhou Tu felt strange, but after thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he put the problem aside, and then looked inside himself to check the results of his cultivation in these two hours.
Soon, Zhou Tu saw that a few drops of blood in his body seemed to be covered with a faint glow. This was blood containing spiritual energy! After introducing Qi into the body, he is a monk in the Qi training period. According to the records of "Guiyuan Jue", there are nine levels in the Qi training period. The first three levels are to refine the spiritual energy into every drop of blood in the body. Therefore, the first three levels of Qi training are , also known as the early stage of Qi training, and starting from the middle stage of Qi training, the spiritual energy is refined into the meridians, muscles, skin, internal organs, bones, facial features and hair of the body. After reaching the ninth level of Qi training, the human body can no longer pretend to be Without the slightest spiritual energy, if you want to go further at that time, you can only use some special heavenly materials and earthly treasures to build the foundation of the Tao...
"After practicing for two hours, the spiritual energy I drew only tempered a few drops of blood..." Zhou Tu pondered in his heart. A normal adult should have about 30,000 drops of blood in his whole body. In other words, with his At the current speed of cultivation, it would take about ten years of cultivation to refine the spiritual energy into all the blood in the body.
"It takes ten years of cultivation to reach the third level of Qi training, and there are nine levels in total. The further you go, the slower the speed. In other words, under normal circumstances, I would have to practice for fifty or sixty years, or even longer, before I can reach this level. Ninth level of Qi training?"
"No! According to the records of Guiyuan Jue, there is a level between the early stage of Qi training and the middle stage of Qi training, and there is another level between the middle stage of Qi training and the late stage of Qi training. If you want to break through these two levels, they are not the same. It’s an easy thing! If you want to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training, fifty or sixty years is probably a very conservative number..."
Thinking of this, Zhou Tu suddenly knew that the "Guiyuan Jue" was enough for him to practice for half a lifetime.
In tonight's dream, the time seemed to be extremely long. Since he could not continue to practice, Zhou Tu kept walking out of the gate of Xuanqing Temple, jumping time again and again. Then he soon discovered that it was not that he could not leave Xuanqing Temple, but that he could not leave Xuanqing Temple. Too far away from the center of the dream, and the center of the dream is the other person in the dream.
Time jumped to the end, and Zhou Tu finally returned to the timeline of the normal world. He looked at himself who had fallen asleep in the room. Then, the dream ended, but he did not wake up from the bed, but returned to the little boy in the dream. on board.
At this time, the fog on the boat quickly dissipated, then turned into river water again and returned to the river.
"Huh?" Zhou Tu looked surprised and didn't understand why he didn't wake up from his dream.
Glancing around, Zhou Tu suddenly discovered that the boat was much bigger than before! He could have walked from the stern to the bow in two steps, but now he may have to walk seven or eight steps. Not only that, the width of the boat is also much wider than before!
Zhou Tu quickly calmed down, and then quickly analyzed in his mind that he did not wake up from his dream, which meant that he could now explore the river again, which meant that the number of times he fished the river had increased! As for the boat getting bigger, he could only guess for the time being that it might be because he became a monk...
"I have become a monk now, and my strength should have been greatly improved. Let's try the river water ahead again!" Zhou Tu thought to himself, and then walked towards the bow of the boat.
Looking at the black river water in front of him, Zhou Tu reached out and touched the river. The touch was the same as last time, as if he had touched a steel plate. Then, he used all his strength to hold his five fingers in a stalemate with the river surface for a while, and finally succeeded in penetrating it. Out of the water!
As soon as his hand reached into the water, Zhou Tu immediately felt that his mental and physical strength was rapidly draining away. He moved quickly, only grabbed a small handful of river water, and quickly retracted his arm.
The black river water was brought to the boat and quickly turned into black mist, swallowing Zhou Tu and the boat.
The next moment, Zhou Tu saw a beautiful woman standing in front of him and said flatly: "I'm looking for Song Min!"
Zhou Tu lost control of his body, and then heard himself reply: "My master has something urgent to do and it will take a long time to come back."
"Really? You didn't lie?" the beautiful woman asked with a half-smile.
"real!"
The woman's face darkened, and then she reached out and touched the ground gently. The next moment, an invisible force turned over all the floor tiles on the ground, revealing the dried blood underneath!
"This is Song Min's blood! And you have the aura of our sect's skills in your body! You killed Song Min and also took away our sect's skills!"
The woman said indifferently, and then slapped him with a palm!
boom!
Blood splattered everywhere, Zhou Tu's head was shattered, and only a scarlet color remained in his field of vision...
"ah!!"
With a scream, Zhou Tu suddenly woke up from the bed!
"Huh...huh...huh..." Zhou Tu gasped for air. He pressed his temples tightly with both hands. His head hurt! Heartbreaking pain! It's like being really slapped to pieces!
Under this severe pain, Zhou Tu clenched his teeth and his forehead was soon covered with sweat. He immediately began to recall the dream just now and alleviated the pain by diverting his attention.
"What I dreamed about just now should be something that will happen in the future!"
"Unlike the previous dreams, I am no longer a bystander this time!"
"Who is that woman?"
"She knows Song Min, and according to her, the Guiyuan Jue I am practicing now seems to come from the sect she belongs to!"
"She and Song Min are from the same sect?!"
"Wait! A few days ago, Song Min's money was robbed by a senior sister named Qin... That woman is Song Min's senior sister!"
Thinking of this, Zhou Tu felt that the severe pain in his head gradually began to subside. He continued to recall various details in the dream. After an unknown period of time, the headache finally disappeared. He lay down on the bed weakly, as if he had collapsed. .
As soon as his spirit relaxed, Zhou Tu's eyelids couldn't stop closing...
In the early morning, Zhou Tu woke up from the bed hazy. His face didn't look very good, and he didn't know if it was because of the pain in his head last night. After he fell asleep for the second time, he had a nightmare all night, dreaming about himself. His head turned into a watermelon and was smashed into pieces again and again... This made him feel very angry!
After getting up, Zhou Tu moved his body and then walked towards the backyard.
