"Um……?"
Han Feng was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he still followed Xian'er's instructions, got up and went out to the backyard.
Han Feng is the head of the family. He lives in the north house opposite the south gate of Han Mansion. Behind the north house, there is a backyard, which is usually used by the owner for training.
But Han Feng was born with weak veins and could not cultivate at all. The backyard was naturally abandoned and now there were overgrown weeds everywhere.
In the dark night, Han Feng took a candlestick and a shovel and came to the northwest corner of the yard, under an osmanthus tree.
As soon as I picked up the shovel, I started to hum and shovel the soil hard.
After digging down two feet deep along the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Han Feng was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely and even his clothes were soaked.
"boom……!"
Finally, there was a muffled sound, and the shovel seemed to have dug into something hard.
Han Feng hurriedly stretched out his hands to dig up the surrounding soil, and finally pulled a fist-sized cloth bag up from the pit.
The cloth bag was tied with hemp rope. Han Feng worked hard to untie the hemp rope. It was actually wrapped with a thick layer of kraft paper and tightly wrapped with fine cotton thread. Han Feng patiently untied the cotton rope and paper bag. .
Along with a warm breath, eleven white crystal stones the size of pigeon eggs in the paper bag suddenly appeared in front of Han Feng.
In the dark night, these crystals emitted a faint silver light, clearly reflecting Han Feng's excited expression.
"Spirit...Spiritual stone!"
"Why are there so many spiritual stones hidden here?"
Han Feng was surprised but also a little confused.
Xin asked, could this be the original owner of his body who secretly hid it?
Thinking about this guy who can abandon his family in order to live a wealthy life, and he can also be so evil that he sneaks into other people's homes and steals the underwear of other girls. This kind of character makes private treasures and leaves the possibility of "escape" for himself. Great sex.
But it's a pity that this guy didn't use these spiritual stones before he died. Now it's an advantage for him, so he can treat it as a reward for atonement for him in the future.
With this in mind, Han Feng stuffed these spiritual stones into his pocket without any pressure, filled up the pit, and returned to his room.
Now that the "Kung Fu" and "Spiritual Stones" are ready, Han Feng can finally start practicing.
Under Xian'er's guidance, Han Feng sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, and then placed his hands on his knees, palms facing up, each holding a spiritual stone.
Closing his eyes and concentrating, his mind began to recall the contents of the first level of Dao Xuan Jue, the Qi Entrainment Chapter.
"The chaos is like an egg, the sky is dim and silent, the awe-inspiring Taisu embraces the Hongmeng! A qi cycle is dignified, the true water and true fire are hidden inside, the dense cloud is like ice, the central Yuan is creating Xuan Gong..."
As Han Feng entered the state of concentration and recalled the magic formula of the Qi Entrainment Chapter, a mysterious feeling emerged from Han Feng's heart.
He gradually felt that his body seemed to become extremely light, as if floating on the clouds, and his palms seemed to be holding two rounds of the rising sun.
A warm feeling came from the palm of the hand, and the familiar heat flow spread along the arms and throughout the body. It seemed to be what Xian'er said, the spiritual energy entering various acupoints and tempering the whole body.
Han Feng felt excited in his heart. Is this what cultivation feels like?
However, just as the heat was about to spread in all directions, a powerful attraction suddenly came from Han Feng's heart, and all the heat flow converged there.
next moment.
"Hmm... so comfortable..."
A soft and imaginative voice echoed in Han Feng's mind.
Han Feng was shocked and realized what was going on. It must be the demon refining pot that was causing trouble again, so he immediately asked.
"Xian'er, what are you doing?"
Xian'er's sweet laughter came to my ears.
"Master, don't be anxious. This is the agreement we made before. When you practice, I will also absorb part of the spiritual power to nourish myself."
Feeling that all the heat had been absorbed by the demon refining pot, and not even the soup was left, Han Feng couldn't help but turn dark.
"You call this a "part"?"
However, Xian'er explained with a smile.
"Master, don't be angry. We have a mutually beneficial relationship, so how can I harm you?
The demon refining pot is an ancient artifact that has many mysterious functions, and "refining and purifying" spiritual energy is also one of its functions.
The spiritual stones absorbed by the master are extremely pure to the eyes of ordinary people, but in Xian'er's view, the energy is too complex and must be refined before tempering the master's body, so that the cultivation speed will be faster. quick. "
"Oh...there's this other thing?"
Just when Han Feng was doubtful, a warm and subtle flow of heat began to spread from his chest and spread to all parts of his body...
