Xue Tong closed his eyes tightly while practicing the art of spiritual nourishment. A bright sea of consciousness appeared in front of him. Suddenly, lightning flashed, and a radiant silver needle pierced the sea of consciousness. It stirred violently and caused brain splits. Such severe pain.
Xue Tong opened his mouth wide but was unable to scream, and his eyelids were unable to open. He covered his head, his body was stiff and unable to move, but the monstrous waves in the sea of consciousness made him feel like the world was spinning, and his vision was completely white.
His consciousness became blurred and he was always dizzy. Purple-gold stars shone in the sea of consciousness, and occasionally a wisp of black smoke drifted across. I don’t know how long it took, but the raging waves gradually subsided, the sea of consciousness returned to clarity, and the brain pain no longer existed.
Xue Tong woke up and felt happy, but he was immediately poured a basin of ice water. Gray dots the size of half a sesame seed appeared in the bright sea of consciousness, floating quietly in the air.
Xue Tong was sweating and his heart was pounding. He didn't know what was growing in his head. He meditated intently and tried to touch the gray dot with a trace of his spiritual thoughts. As soon as he got closer, the gray dot trembled slightly. A strange pain almost made him faint again. Die in the past.
Xue Tong stood up shivering, shook his head, and moved his limbs. It seemed that there was nothing abnormal. He practiced the method of cultivating the spirit again. The gray dots immediately reacted, and tiny whirlpools and silver threads appeared all around. Reach into the sea of consciousness and absorb the power of the spirit.
As a result, the art of cultivating the spirit can be practiced very quickly. Normally, the cultivation of spiritual power is very slow and relies on accumulation over time. However, the existence of gray dots makes the art as smooth as walking on flat ground. The mental power of the sea of consciousness is sucked away by the gray dots. Here, the mental nourishment skills were quickly replenished, and a syntax formula was refined along the way, until the gray point was full and paused.
Half of the sixth level of spiritual nourishment technique was completed in a blink of an eye. Xue Tong re-run the first three levels of the technique several times, and his mental power immediately increased greatly.
When he opened his eyes, the scenery in the dark night had never been so clear, and the sore bones and muscles seemed to have recovered a lot.
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Xue Tong clearly felt that his body had been strange for the past few days. He had a low-grade fever that persisted all day long, his muscles and bones were slightly numb, and there seemed to be a dull pain. Mucus and gray scum were exuding from his pores, emitting a sour smell. At first, he thought it was because he was too tired to lift stones every day, but it was still the same even when he fell asleep at night. The symptoms were the worst when he woke up in the morning. His whole body was covered with a layer of gray-black disgusting sweat, and his whole body looked like he had just been fished out of a swill bucket.
However, the practice of breathing techniques has greatly benefited from it. The heat that originally took twenty or thirty times of practice has appeared more frequently, and can be produced once in two or three times.
The increase in physical strength was even more astounding to him. Xue Tong could feel his strength and endurance growing slightly almost every day, and in half a month it had increased by at least 50%.
Moving stones became easy for him. When Guan Hongfei paused, he also practiced the spirit formula. The first breath and breath technique was no longer an obstacle. All he had to do was to circulate the hot air along the meridians for a week, and then practiced it. The second chapter's tips.
"Where's the strange smell coming from?!" Xiong Jing's question interrupted their practice.
Xiong Jing covered his mouth and nose lightly and stared at Xue Tong. His magic power was much greater than Guan Hongfei's, and his sense of smell was much more sensitive.
"Alas, the stones are too heavy and I sweat a lot, which makes Boss Xiong laugh." Xue Tong said sarcastically.
Without saying a word, Xiong Jing reached out and grabbed it!
Xue Tong reacted quickly and dodged his arm sideways. Seeing that his grasp was about to miss, Xiong Jing's wrist suddenly twisted and he firmly grabbed his forearm and twisted it.
Bluestone powder and sweat residue stained Xiong Jing's hands.
He smelled the smell on his hands and looked at the marks on Xue Tong's arms. The skin was smooth but the pores were full of black dirt.
"What, you took the marrow-cleansing and bone-breaking pill?" Xiong Jing's eyes widened with surprise.
"I've never heard of bone-cutting pills. I haven't been feeling well these past few days, and I've been sweating a lot, leaving sweat residue all over my body." Xue Tong defended.
“It doesn’t seem to smell like sweat.”
Xiong Jing was doubtful. He seemed to smell something familiar.
"The name of the marrow-cleansing and bone-cutting pill is incredible. Boss Xiong is so powerful, he must have taken it." Xue Tong flattered.
"Of course it's good, but it's too expensive. I've only eaten one pill." Xiong Jing said with a proud look on his face.
"How many pills are there? Where can I buy them?"
"One hundred and seventy spirit stones are available in the sect's inner market."
"Ouch, I can't afford it!"
"Is there any good elixir?" Xue Tong thought of the spiritual stone given by Chen Zixiong.
"Eighty-one ordinary bone-tempering pills and Qi-condensing pills."
"Oh, it's still too expensive."
"Hehe, there is no way, otherwise it would be difficult to say that it is difficult, but cultivation is the most difficult."
Xue Tong did not continue to ask further. Xiong Jing's words reminded him to go to the inner city and take a look. Maybe the elixir could strike while the iron is hot and work wonders when his body was undergoing changes, stimulating even greater and more drastic changes.
He vaguely felt that a series of signs showed that his body was undergoing unusual changes.
After a few days, heat accumulated in the elbow, almost bursting the meridians. The feeling of tearing became stronger and stronger, and the elbow became hot and swollen, as if it had been scalded with boiling water. Finally, the hot air pierced the barrier, and the air flow rushed along the meridians, straight to the fingertips, then turned back, along the right shoulder, neck, head, and flowed to the left arm before gradually disappearing.
The scope and duration of the hot air circulation continue to increase. After two days, it can run along the meridians throughout the entire sky, and then slowly dissipate after stopping the technique.
Xue Tong calculated: "I have succeeded in moving the qi meridians and turning them to the sky, but the heat energy in the meridians cannot be stored. How can it be gathered in the Dantian? It seems that more heat energy needs to be refined, and perhaps there is hope that it can be stored in the meridians." a little."
At this time, he had stayed in Linqiu for nearly a month. During this period, he had been to the dining hall twice. His need for food became greater. However, Xue Tong no longer worried about rumors such as giant hunger syndrome. He noticed that his body There is always a feeling of thirst for energy and a blood-thirst feeling.
That night, the hot air circulated for several days and dispersed in the belly of the pill. Xue Tong felt a surge of energy and an eagerness to try. He walked outside the house and punched randomly, chanting mantras for using magic power. The remaining residue in his meridians The heat suddenly turned into a powerful force that penetrated the arm, and a thin layer of fish scale-like cortex grew on the surface of the fist.
Xue Tong punched hard, and the barrel-thick green pine in front of the door cracked open with a big crack!
Xue Tong stood with his fists clasped, overjoyed. The vitality in his body was refined into explosive magic power. Given time, it should be no problem to break trees and rubble in the future!
It's just that it's difficult for this heat to stay in the meridians for a long time. Xue Tong needs to keep it longer and longer.
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Xue Jonggong continued to practice, and after one month he completed the third chapter of the Ju Ling Jue. The heat lurked in the meridians and remained there for several days after cooling down. The energy could be released with just a single thought of the formula.
"Well, I have caught up with Guan Hongfei's level. Next is the fourth chapter of the spiritual formula. The magic power will be released as soon as the mind is moved. There is no need to chant the formula again."
"Whereas Hongfei spent a year, it only took me two months. Regardless of the strength of the magic power, the speed of this cultivation alone is daunting."
"Did the gray dots open my mind and make the secrets easier to understand, or did the changes in my body make it easier?"
“Or a combination of both?”
Xue Tong deliberately compared himself with Guan Hongfei. Using pure magic power, he was slightly inferior, but with brute force alone, he could move at least three more pieces than Guan Hongfei, not to mention the combination of magic power and brute force.
"Junior brother Xue, you must have practiced the Spirit Gathering Jue before. Otherwise, who would have believed it if you had practiced three chapters in two months." Guan Hongfei had discovered Xue Tong Nian Jue a few days ago and finally couldn't help but say at this moment.
"Hey, to be honest, senior brother, I have indeed practiced for a year, but my magic power is weak and I am not familiar with the spiritual techniques. I am really embarrassed to say it." Xue Tong followed suit and pretended to be embarrassed.
Guan Hongfei suddenly laughed, "Junior brother, don't you know, I have almost finished the fourth part of the Soul Gathering Technique. I have seven or eight months left to attack the last part and condense it into a fog-like Fahai."
"I was originally worried that it would be too late, but now I am convinced, haha!"
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Guan. You can freely use your magic power, which will be of great use!"
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September 15th.
Every mid-month, the Yunxiao Sect's handymen have a rare day of free time, and Xue Tong decides to visit the sect's inner city seventy miles away.
The trading market within the sect is called the inner market, which is located in Jinyun Valley, ten miles away from Chijin Peak. It is a moderate distance from the main hall of the sect and the residences of various disciples.
The road to Linqiu was far away, so Xue Tong had no choice but to get up and set off before dawn.
It was late autumn, and the cool breeze was chilly. Xue Tong held a crowbar and sharpened it with a hatchet. This time he went to the inner market, firstly to buy bone-hardening pills, and secondly to use the remaining money to buy a weapon for self-defense. His state of mind at this time was completely different from that of two months ago. At that time, everything would be fine if he could enter the Yunxiao Sect. Now that he had first glimpsed the path of cultivation, he inevitably thought about it more and always wanted to think more carefully.
Halfway through the journey, the red sun broke through the clouds, its rays shone brightly, the top of the red gold peak shimmered with golden light, and the mountains near and far were dyed with forests and hidden in the mist.
The grand and picturesque scene made Xue Tong feel heroic, and he seemed to be floating when he walked.
As the number of passers-by increased, Xue Tong calmed down. His coarse gray clothes were the attire of the lowest disciples of the Yunxiao Sect. He avoided other people as much as possible and kept silent.
From time to time, horses galloped by, and the man in brown on the horse shouted a warning: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
"Inner disciples! Who are they? Late-stage martial disciples?" Xue Tong has not yet refined Fahai and cannot feel the level of others, so he can only make random guesses.
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The valley ahead is wide open, with a main road in the center and dozens of shops of various colors on both sides. Those who come to set up temporary stalls spread animal skins on the ground and put some miscellaneous items, waiting for buyers.
The inner market is the most popular place of Yunxiao Sect. On the fifteenth day of every month, it is even more lively due to the participation of handyman disciples.
A stall owner greeted enthusiastically: "Brother, you are new here. These talismans are the best for you newcomers. They are sold cheaply."
"This turtle shell is a good material for armor refining. Junior brother, do you want to take a look?"
It was almost noon, and the inner market was crowded with people, and the sounds of hawking were coming and going. Xue Tong made up his mind to broaden his horizons first and take a stroll before talking.
