According to the normal cultivation method during the qi-entraining period, the growth and strength of spiritual power is a continuous accumulation process.
And when the spiritual power reaches a certain level, the practitioner will naturally break through to the next stage, allowing you to run for one more week.
It's just that every time a breakthrough is made, the accumulated spiritual power will be exhausted, and then the process of accumulation will begin again until the next breakthrough can be completed.
Day after day, month after month, year after year.
Cultivation is such a boring and hard-working exercise that tests your perseverance.
Especially in the Qi-entraining stage, no matter how talented you are, it still takes a lot of time to accumulate and polish the spiritual power in your body. There are almost no shortcuts.
And today, when Shu Guan breaks through from the sixteenth to the seventeenth week, the spiritual power he accumulated during this period is rapidly diluted, and that breath can no longer push the spiritual power to circulate in the meridians again. Shu Guan can clearly feel this.
He has no regrets. It has already been seventeen great weeks, and there is only one great week left to achieve perfection. Maybe it will be achieved next month.
However, just when he was about to run out of breath, something suddenly happened in his body.
The changes initially began within his Dantian.
A hot breath suddenly emerged from his dantian.
The process of "erupting" is extremely fast, and it may be more accurate to describe it as "jet".
It was like a volcano that had been pent up for a long time and suddenly erupted, with countless hot things erupting from it.
Shu Guan, who was looking inside at this time, could see that there were masses of aura that looked like platinum.
These breaths quickly poured into his meridians and merged with the spiritual power in his meridians.
The next moment, the spiritual power that had just broken through a big Zhoutian, and had become weak after being excited, seemed to have suddenly taken Viagra... Well, it was like taking a shot of chicken blood, and it became excited again.
And extremely excited.
As a result, the spiritual power in Shu Guan's body quickly began to circulate again.
Just a moment ago, it had been running for another week.
As a result, Shuguan broke through to the eighteenth week.
As a result, his Zhou Tiangong was perfected.
However, Shu Guan didn't feel any joy at this moment.
Because when those platinum-gold breaths spurted out from his dantian, he felt an incomparable heat, a heat that made people crazy, and many illusions appeared in Shuguan's mind.
All the visions are about women.
There are figures of Rong Miao, figures of Xu Chuxiang, figures of Zhang Yadan, and even the figure of that girl, Song YaNv, Nakata Sakurako... It seems that he has met all the people in this life. Women all appeared in his mind.
It is so charming and charming that it is indescribable to have wonderful images.
Shuguan's long-standing desire burned uncontrollably.
It seemed that only desire was left in his mind, and he wanted to be happy and harmonious with every woman.
At the same time, the spiritual power in his body was still running powerfully.
The 19th Great Week.
The 20th Great Sunday.
…
Within the meridians, it was as if there were countless sharp blades cutting at him, and the pain was excruciating.
Because his meridians cannot withstand such a long-lasting and powerful spiritual impact.
If these spiritual powers are allowed to continue to operate, Shu Guan's final fate will only be his own spiritual power that overwhelms his meridians and dies.
But before that, he should have already turned into an idiot.
An idiot who only has the instinct to have sex with women.
Before he was completely confused, Shu Guan's remaining sanity made him realize that he was about to go crazy.
In fact, since he started practicing the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Kung, Shu Guan has experienced the risk of going crazy several times, all of which he relied on Xiao Yi to help him regain his sanity.
But this time, it seemed to be much more serious and violent than ever before.
"Xiaoyi..."
When his mind was about to be completely lost, Shu Guan groaned in his head.
"Brother, I'm here!"
Xiaoyi appeared in time.
The next moment, the illusion in Shu Guan's mind began to disappear, and his sanity returned to his senses.
It seems like every time before, Xiaoyi said that he would never let him go crazy.
But this time there is something different.
Because this time, in addition to being confused, Shuguan also had problems with his spiritual power.
Now, although he has regained his consciousness with Xiaoyi's help, the crazily running spiritual power in his body has not stopped.
The spiritual power is still running continuously in Shuguan's body.
The 22nd Great Sunday.
The 23rd Great Sunday.
…
The spiritual power is like a wild horse in heat running wildly in Shuguan's meridians, and it becomes a little thicker every time it circulates.
Then Shuguan's meridians were slowly stretched bigger and bigger. Shuguan, who had regained his consciousness at this time, could clearly feel the pain of being attacked by thousands of swords. At the same time, he could also feel that his own meridians seemed to be gradually beginning to expand. The ground was torn and shattered.
However, he had no choice. He had been using the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Kung Fu to regain control of his spiritual power.
But since the white-gold aura and spiritual power in the Dantian were blended together, the control of the Nine-turn Pure Yang Kung Fu on spiritual power seems to have been greatly weakened.
Immediately afterwards, the out-of-control spiritual power began to overflow from his meridians, which had many cracks, and dispersed outside the body, directly shattering the bed board under him. With a thud, Shu Guan fell off the bed, crushing the bed. The contents of the big bamboo box at the bottom were scattered all over the floor.
The contents of this bamboo box were all birthday gifts given to him by the old cripple.
Shu Guan was lying among a pile of children's toys, his whole body trembling violently, his face turned red, as if there was a fire burning in his body.
"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xiaoyi kept calling in his head, her voice extremely anxious.
But at this time, it was difficult for Shu Guan to even respond because he was suffering from extremely huge pain.
Shu Guan's practice finally encountered a big problem.
The hidden danger of this problem was actually laid when Xiaoyi had been using Xiaoyi to solve the obsession crisis for more than a year.
That is, to practice the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Kung, Yin and Yang must be reconciled. Otherwise, why would Patriarch Lu Duanyang deliberately leave behind a secret technique of Yin and Yang and Hefang?
Because the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Gong is the most pure and Yang cultivation method in the world of cultivation, people who practice the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Kung will produce extremely strong yang energy in their bodies.
However, if yin alone does not arise, yang alone cannot grow. If there is only yang energy in the body, it will tend to be manic. The yang energy in the body must be adjusted through the combination of yin and yang, so that the yin and yang can be balanced in those who practice the Nine Turns of Pure Yang Kung Fu.
The attribute of spiritual power can be pure yin or pure yang, but the practitioner must have both yin and yang in his body. After all, the practitioner is not a ghost, nor is he some special magic weapon. He can exist with separate yin or yang energy. .
Although Xiaoyi's existence can help him regain his sanity and help him solve his desires, it cannot solve his physical problems.
Just like facing the riot of spiritual power in Shuguan's body at this time, he was helpless.
The way Xiaoyi used to help him solve his obsession problem was more like drinking poison to quench his thirst.
Every time he went crazy, it seemed that the problem was solved, but in fact, the yang energy in his body was not released, and it was all accumulated in his body.
These yang energy become "jing", which is not only the essence of men, but also the qi essence in practice.
These Qi essences are condensed from the purest Yang energy.
Qi Jing is actually a good thing. The essence in "refining essence and transforming Qi" mentioned in cultivation refers to Qi Jing.
The spiritual energy produced by a little Qi refining is almost equivalent to the spiritual energy needed by a practitioner in the Qi-entraining stage to break through a small circle.
Therefore, for practitioners, Qijing is as great a tonic as ginseng is for ordinary people.
It's just that good things are good things, and you can't take too much ginseng at once. Just like ordinary people eating ginseng, it's okay for you to eat one ginseng at a time, but if you eat ten ginseng at a time, there is a high probability that you will die suddenly.
The current situation in Shuguan is like this, or even worse.
The amount of Qi Jing pouring out of his Dantian at this time is equivalent to forcing an ordinary person to pay for hundreds of ginseng in one go.
It would be strange not to die!
Shu Guan felt like he was about to die now.
"Brother...brother..."
Xiao kept calling him in his mind.
But Shu Guan was unable to respond, and his mind began to slowly fade again.
Shu Guan felt that he was really going to die.
His body trembled convulsively due to the out-of-control spiritual energy, and at a certain moment, his arm touched a top.
Then the top started spinning.
It spun and spun before his eyes.
Shu Guan lay on the ground, tilting his head and looking at the wooden top spinning in front of his eyes.
Even if he is about to die, even if his sanity has faded.
But Shu Guan still clearly remembered that this wooden top was a ninth birthday gift given to him by the old cripple.
Even the scene at that time is still vivid in my mind.
His memory is not very outstanding, but strangely, he remembers everything related to the old cripple very clearly, including every word, every expression and other details, it seems to be engraved in his memory, no matter what. When I think back on it, it's all so clear.
…
"Mazi, today is your birthday. Grandpa made you a top. Do you like it?"
"……like."
"Okay, let's play with it. Grandpa will watch you play."
So that day, Shuguan had to depressedly take a small leather whip and whip the top all afternoon in the yard.
What an unforgettable birthday.
…
Recalling that scene many years ago, a smile appeared on Shu Guan's lips unconsciously.
At this moment, it seemed that the pain in his body was not so much anymore, and his mind became clear again.
Shu watched the spinning top getting closer and closer to the tip of his nose, feeling a little confused.
Why can this top spin for so long without a whip whipping it?
What happened next made Shu Guan even more confused.
Because the top was spinning on his face.
His face was turned sideways, so the top also turned sideways, violating all the laws of physics. It stood on his face and continued to rotate, starting from the tip of his nose and spinning over his lips, neck, chest, and lower abdomen, all the way Downward, like a little man crossing mountains and ridges, he finally stopped at Shuguan's Dantian.
Spin, spin, spin.
This is the wooden top spinning.
Spin, spin, spin.
That's the spiritual energy rotating around the meridians.
Shu Guan was shocked to find that although the spiritual power in his body was still running very fast at this time, the speed of rotation seemed to be exactly the same as the speed of the wooden top.
In addition, it seemed that his meridians really no longer hurt, and it was not an illusion caused by his attention being diverted as he thought just now.
Shu Guan raised his head slightly and looked at the wooden top spinning on his Dantian, and a memory appeared in his mind again.
It was still the afternoon of my ninth birthday.
There was a conversation between him and the old cripple while he was playing with the wooden spinning top with a forced smile on his face.
…
"Mazi, do you know why the top spins?"
...Because of the rotation of the central axis and the reverse conical motion of the central axis around the vertical line, the horizontal centrifugal force is unbalanced...
Of course Shu Guan knew the reason and answered in his heart.
But as a nine-year-old boy in a remote mountain village, he naturally couldn't answer the old cripple like this.
"Grandpa, I don't know."
Shu Guan could only answer so sweetly in the end.
So the old lame man squatting on the long bench, holding up a green cigarette stick and puffing away smoke, told Shu Guan the answer.
"Because you want it to spin. If you don't want it to spin, it won't spin."
This answer made Shu Guan stunned for a while, and then he finally couldn't help but retorted with some disbelief:
"Grandpa, isn't it because I keep hitting it with a whip that it keeps spinning?"
The old cripple looked at him with a smile and said:
"Do you want it to turn now?"
"think."
Some angry Shuguan whipped the top quickly with a leather whip for more than ten minutes, and then felt very bored.
"Do you still want it to turn?"
Then the old cripple asked again.
"forget about it."
Shu Guan said dejectedly and threw down the whip.
So the wooden top stopped spinning.
"Look, the whip is not the real cause, you are."
The old cripple chuckled and put the cigarette rod back into his belt, patted his butt and stood up from the bench.
"Okay, grandpa is going to make dinner. It's your birthday today. Just tell grandpa what dishes you want to eat."
Shu Guan did not answer the old cripple's last question. He stood there with his head in confusion for a long time.
...Grandpa seems to be right, the truth is indeed such a truth... No, no, this is result-oriented, changing the concept of the whole thing, just like the famous sophistry of a white horse but not a horse. ...Grandpa is always so idealistic...
…
Shu Guan, who had not noticed the mystery of the old cripple at that time, simply regarded the old cripple's words as sophistry.
Or just think of him as an ignorant old man from a mountain village who has never been out of the valley, just as ridiculous as when the old cripple wielded a wooden sword and waved it around on his tenth birthday.
However, Shu Guan now knows how mysterious, unpredictable and immeasurable the old cripple is.
So he stared at the wooden spinning top spinning in his lower abdomen, thinking about the words that the old cripple often said: As long as you think about it, you can do it.
……slower……
So Shuguan thought about the wooden top.
The wooden top slowly slowed down.
The rotation of spiritual power in the meridians also slowed down.
……stop……
Shu Guan thought about this again.
Then the wooden top stopped.
The spiritual power running in the body also stopped.
