After practicing for a period of time, Shan Heyuan's meridians have broadened slightly, and he now practices twice a day, mainly in the early morning and dusk.
Early morning and dusk are the transition between day and night. At this time, spiritual energy is most active and it is easiest to activate spiritual energy.
Shan Heyuan sat cross-legged under the big tree in the yard, breathing in and out regularly and long.
The invisible and colorless spiritual energy lingered around him, was sucked in by him, circulated around the sky, and then escaped.
What goes around comes around.
Shen Duheng was lying on the lounge chair outside the porch, reading a book.
He prefers paper books to reading directly with his spiritual consciousness.
He had already read half of the book, and it was the time when he was fascinated by it.
Suddenly, Shen Duheng looked up from his book and looked in the direction of Shan Heyuan.
Shan Heyuan sat very upright in the dusk, his eyes closed making his face look very peaceful.
Compared with his demeanor, the aura around his body seemed much more chaotic.
There was a small vortex of spiritual energy there, swirling around his body.
Shen Duheng stood up from the recliner, walked to Shan Heyuan, lifted it up, and put it Xuxu in front of his eyebrows. He was about to help him smooth out his spiritual energy, but stopped again.
Shen Duheng lowered his head and looked at Shan Heyuan.
Shan Heyuan was unaware and was still practicing - this chaotic spiritual energy did not cause him any trouble.
More and more spiritual energy surged towards this side, turning into a spiritual energy whirlwind.
The big trees around him shook loudly because of the spiritual energy escaping from him, and the fallen leaves swirled around Shan Heyuan.
Shan Heyuan seemed to finally feel the abnormality in the spiritual energy and moved uneasily.
"Concentrate." Shen Duheng reminded in a low voice, but did not take any specific action. Instead, he took a step back, left the range of the spiritual energy vortex, and looked at him quietly.
Shan Heyuan heard the familiar voice, stabilized his trance, and continued to induce trance.
The spiritual energy was pulled over one after another, violently breaking into Shan Heyuan's body, twisting in circles and then squeezed out.
Shan Heyuan absorbed spiritual energy faster and faster, becoming more and more urgent.
After repeating it several times, Shan Heyuan felt something in his body being squeezed, and he made a soft "pop" sound, which seemed to be his hallucination.
He trembled, broke out of his trance, and opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, he felt something was different between heaven and earth.
Just like after a heavy rain, the dust between the sky and the earth is cleared. The whole world becomes brighter and gentler, the colors are exceptionally clear, and the five senses are also very clear.
An indescribable joy arose deep in his heart, giving him the urge to look up to the sky and scream.
Shan Heyuan looked up at Shen Duheng.
Shen Duheng nodded slightly: "Congratulations, you have entered the third level of Qi Refining."
Shan Heyuan: "I made a breakthrough?!"
There was an expression of disbelief on his face, and he felt the condition of his body back and forth, and looked at the scenery around him. After looking at it for a while, he was sure that he had indeed made a breakthrough.
Although there is only a small difference between the third level of Qi Refining and the second level of Qi Refining, after entering the third level of Qi Refining, the spiritual energy in the body, the condition of the meridians, and even the speed at which the spiritual energy circulates are completely different from before.
No wonder the shops in the town all require Qi Refining Level 3 or above when recruiting people. It turns out it’s really different!
Shan Heyuan's face was full of joy. He stood up and walked back and forth, feeling the condition of his body: "The amount of spiritual energy at the third level is much greater! If I were to carve a talisman, I could carve a medium-sized spirit gathering talisman in one go."
Shen Duheng: "The middle and low-level monks who have entered the third level of Qi Refining, which is barely considered a Qi Refining level, can start practicing the moves in "Hua Chun Jue"."
Shan Heyuan nodded repeatedly and said happily: "I will practice in a moment! Thanks to the "Spring Transformation Jue" you bought for me, otherwise with my qualifications, it would take at least half a year to reach the third level! Thank you Brother Shen! "
Shen Duheng: "Everyone has their own destiny. If you have a destiny with the planter, you will naturally practice faster."
Shan Heyuan: "If it weren't for you, I might have missed this fate. In the final analysis, it was getting to know you that brought about this fate."
Shan Heyuan looked directly into his eyes and said seriously: "Brother Shen, you are my nobleman."
Shen Duheng moved his fingers involuntarily, his ears hidden under his hair were slightly red, and he said in a calm tone: "Continue to practice."
Shan Heyuan reluctantly checked his body over and over again, nodded, and decided to try out the moves in the "Hua Chun Jue".
As his cultivation level improves further, he will definitely be able to grow better spiritual grasses in the future!
After Shen Duheng made sure that he was fine, he turned around and went back to the recliner to continue lying down.
The moment Shen Duheng turned around, Shan Heyuan checked his body and found the location of his Dantian.
He clearly felt that the fragment of the broken sword in his dantian moved. It seemed that he could take out the fragment of the broken sword if he wanted to.
Shan Heyuan's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Shen Duheng, who had already walked to the recliner.
Shen Duheng was facing away from him, seemingly not noticing anything.
Shan Heyuan couldn't tell what was going on at the moment. He subconsciously put his hand on his lower abdomen, trying to calm down the restless broken sword fragments, and did not mention this matter to Shen Duheng.
The fragments of the broken sword really became quiet the next moment. Shan Heyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but then he couldn't help but frown.
Shen Duheng didn't seem to notice anything. He had already laid down on the recliner and continued reading.
After this small incident, the joy of improving his cultivation was completely gone, and Shan Heyuan was absent-minded all night.
Shen Duheng looked at him several times, but finally said nothing.
After dinner, Shan Heyuan hurriedly washed up, slipped back to his room, closed the door, and tried to take out the spirit sword from his dantian.
The moonlight was just right outside, shining brightly, so he didn't need to light a lamp, and he didn't dare to.
He sat in front of the window, with a three-finger-wide piece of wood resting in his palm - it was the broken sword fragment that had been in his Dantian for a long time.
The fragment of the broken sword is reddish brown as a whole. If you look closely, you can find that it has a light red brilliance, like the light of ruby.
Observe carefully, this broken sword fragment should be at the middle of the sword. Two of the four sides are relatively thin and should be at the edge of the sword.
But for some unknown reason, the broken sword fragment was completely unedged and not sharp to the touch. It even had a gentle and restrained feel to it, with no trace of a spiritual sword at all. No wonder he initially recognized it as a talisman.
Shan Heyuan held the fragment of the broken sword in his hand and played with it carefully for a long time.
This broken sword fragment is so beautiful.
The sword spirit that comes with the broken sword fragments is also very good.
It was so good that he was completely reluctant to tell Shen Duheng the news.
Shan Heyuan sighed silently.
If you tell Shen Duheng that the fragments of the broken sword can be taken out, should Shen Duheng leave?
After all, this guy is so powerful and the world is so big, where can he go?
However, Shen Duheng had helped him so much, and if he concealed the news, he would have to despise himself.
Shan Heyuan clenched his fists and put his hands on his knees. The expression on his face changed, and he couldn't make a decision in his heart.
Just when Shan Heyuan was feeling sad, there was a sudden knock on the door.
His body trembled, like a shameless cat, and he arched his back and looked at the door: "Brother Shen?"
Shen Duheng: "It's me."
As he spoke, Shen Duheng gently pushed the door open. The old wooden door made an overwhelming "squeak" sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Shan Heyuan looked at the tall figure at the door and subconsciously clenched his fists: "Brother Shen, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
There were no lights in the room, so Shen Duheng opened the door from the outside, facing the moonlight.
Even though Shan Heyuan had some cultivation, he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly.
Shan Heyuan retracted his fist and placed it in front of his dantian, trying to hide the broken sword fragment in his hand into his dantian.
Just halfway through hiding, he stopped forcibly, stretched out his hand towards Shen Duheng, and smiled ugly: "Brother Shen."
At this moment, he looked like a lost puppy, but he didn't realize it.
He said: "I have just been able to take out the fragments of the broken sword. I will return it to you."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and opened his fingers with difficulty. The broken sword fragment lay quietly in his palm.
Shen Duheng's eyes fell on his face first, and then on his hands.
Shan Heyuan sat stiffly in his chair: "I checked, and the broken sword fragments are in very good condition. I just took them out, and I wanted to tell you about them, but I didn't have time to tell you."
Shen Duheng took it silently.
Shan Heyuan looked sideways at Shen Duheng and said in a tight voice: "Brother Shen, after you get the broken sword fragments, you should be able to move around freely, right? What do you want to do in the future? Will you still stay in Jingzhishan Town?"
Shen Duheng looked at the fragments of the broken sword intently.
Shan Heyuan forced a smile: "If you go somewhere else, remember to write to me if it's convenient."
Shen Duheng: "I won't leave for now."
"Really?!" The expression on Shan Heyuan's face suddenly lit up, with surprise in his eyes, "That would be great!! I just wanted to persuade you to come, it's good to stay here, We can still be companions. No, I still owe you the spirit beads..."
Shen Duheng saw his expression and nodded: "Can Jian recognizes you as my master. I won't leave in a short time."
Shan Heyuan: "What?"
Shan Heyuan looked at the broken sword fragment in Shen Duheng's hand with a hesitant expression: "Are you sure? I didn't feel it at all. Didn't it just penetrate my Dantian?"
Shen Duheng: "There is only a small fragment of the broken sword. What can you feel? If you have the opportunity to collect all the fragments in the future, maybe you will feel it."
Shan Heyuan scratched his face: "That's right. But -"
Shan Heyuan looked at Shen Duheng cautiously: "Now there are only fragments of the broken sword. Does it affect you? Do you need to collect all the fragments of the broken sword?"
Shen Duheng didn't seem to expect that he would ask this, and looked at him in surprise, his eyes deep.
Shan Heyuan was keenly aware that Shen Duheng's expression suddenly became a little gloomy, and he might have remembered something unpleasant.
That's right, with the spirit sword broken into pieces like this, nothing good must have happened in the first place.
He actually wanted to ask how this spiritual sword broke into pieces, but looking at the situation, it was hard to ask any more questions, so he swallowed the unnecessary questions wisely.
Shen Duheng said lightly: "It doesn't have much impact. Not all sword spirits have a close connection with the spirit sword."
Shan Heyuan knew nothing about these rules in the world of cultivation. Hearing what Shen Duheng said, he nodded.
Shen Duheng handed the fragment of the broken sword back to him: "Since I recognize you as my master, it is fate that you keep it. The higher your cultivation level, the better the condition of the spiritual sword. Practice it well."
Shan Heyuan looked at the broken sword fragments in his palm and solemnly nodded: "I will practice hard!"
Shen Duheng nodded and motioned for him to take the remaining sword back to his dantian.
Shan Heyuan: "Okay! I'll put it in first. You can tell me when you need me to take it out."
