After dark, Mi Xiaojing arranged for Robert to go to bed, and then sat cross-legged on the kang and began to recite the mantra.

This time when he recited the mantra, Mi Xiaojing immediately realized that it was different from before. Although he was very strange, he did not stop and still insisted on reciting the mantra.

The truth is actually merged with the true qi, that is to say, the power and true qi are combined, and there is no conflict between the two. Instead, it is like a fish in water. The true qi is like a stream, and the condensed truth is like a small fish in the stream, wandering freely in the stream. This strange phenomenon completely stunned Wang Weijun. What is this thing?

It was actually possible. Wang Weijun's mind was in chaos, which was completely different from his cognition. How could he know that Mi Xiaojing was a master of the Mahayana stage. He was born through some special means. If his qualifications were not hidden in the Ten Thousand Words Mantra, it would have caused a sensation. It would have been a very normal thing to have such a phenomenon.

For the first time, Mi Xiaojing felt that cultivation was so wonderful. The feeling of being in water made him feel that his strength was growing rapidly.

When the True Spirit is nourished by the true energy, its power is greatly increased. When it is brushed on the Heart Tower, it is more solid and solid. The Heart Tower is also stronger and stronger, which is much faster than the previous practice. The Heart Tower is about to be three levels. Once it reaches the third level, he can enter the first level of the realm of observing Dharma-the Chuyan Realm, which is equivalent to the initial stage of foundation building for cultivators.

According to Mi Xiaojing's own estimate, he could advance in just a few more days, so he was a little excited, but he still had to maintain a certain degree of peace during his cultivation.

After practicing overnight, the sky turned slightly white. Mi Xiaojing stopped practicing. He looked at Robert who was sleeping, and then he came out of the house with a light hand and walked up the path. He soon came to a cliff. This was a cliff to the east. Sitting here to practice, he could absorb a trace of Qianyang purple energy.

After a moment, the rising sun jumped up from the horizon. Mi Xiaojing took a deep breath, and a stream of Qianyang purple qi fell into the sky. In an instant, this Qianyang purple qi combined with the true qi.

A powerful force expanded the true energy, and the joints of the whole body made crisp sounds, and the crackling sounds continued, as if small firecrackers were set off, and three consecutive mouthfuls of dry Yang purple air were sucked in.

Mi Xiaojing discovered that he had entered the state of great perfection of Qi training, which was something he had not expected.

In fact, among the practitioners who absorb the purple qi of Qianyang can only be carried out to a very high level. At least they are also practitioners in the Dan Ke stage to successfully absorb the purple qi of Qianyang. Mi Xiaojing has been able to do it since childhood, which is also one of the reasons why he can successfully produce true qi.

Wang Weijun was sad because the purple qi of Qianyang was directly intercepted by the true qi, and the number of people who could enter the Ten Thousand Characters Mantra was much smaller, which made Wang Weijun cry without tears.

"No, I must think of other ways. It's a big loss to be unable to communicate with the little guy."

After all, Wang Weijun was once a master in the fusion stage. Under the pressure, he began to think about how to communicate with Mi Xiaojing. After thinking for a long time, he finally thought of a way to practice a magic trick. This magic trick should be able to communicate with Mi Xiaojing.

"It only takes three days, well, if you practice seriously, maybe only two days! Little guy, I will fool you!"

Wang Weijun gritted his teeth secretly. Since he pounced into Mi Xiaojing's body, he was so frustrated that he finally found a solution. Although he didn't know how the effect was, he was already full of hope.

No matter what Wang Weijun was doing, Mi Xiaojing didn't know anything. He just knew that not only did he achieve great perfection in Qi cultivation, but Yan Xiu also made a big step forward, as if after practicing, his Yan Xiu's speed also began to accelerate, which made him very satisfied.

When he returned to the room, he washed up next to the stream by the yard. Mi Xiaojing then returned to the room, and Robert was still sleeping.

Then Mi Xiaojing picked up the book that records the spiritual herbs. The book is very thick, and the pages are specially processed. Each spiritual herb recorded is lifelike. If you think about it a little, you can observe it from a full angle. This requires a little bit of true energy. If you look at it by a mortal, you can only see the dull pictures, while the cultivator can see three-dimensional graphics.

In addition, as long as a cultivator spends a little bit of true energy, he can directly portray all the properties and characteristics of the spiritual herbs in his mind. After a few times, he will never forget them again.

Ordinary people can only remember by memory, study and recite repeatedly, and after a while, part of it will be forgotten.

Therefore, this book is extremely easy for cultivators to remember. For ordinary people, it is difficult, and Mi Xiaojing is different. He is from Yanxiong and has a natural sense of intimacy with words and pictures. Any words, Yanxiong, is a weapon and a tool for practice.

In one day, Mi Xiaojing completely remembered a thick book, and even he had his own ideas.

In the evening, Mi Xiaojing took some time to teach Robert to recognize words. This time the sample he took was Qi training techniques. He did not think about letting Robert practice, but wanted Robert to know some words.

One word is taught by one word. If Robert knows the words, he will put them aside for the time being and teaches ten words at a time. Soon, Robert will recognize the first paragraph and try to portray them on the ground with branches.

Robert studied very seriously. He knew in his heart that only by studying hard can he have a chance to live a good life. Moreover, he trusted Mi Xiaojing very much. As long as it was explained by Mi Xiaojing, he would do his best to complete it.

The next day, just as dawn, Mi Xiaojing came to the cliff, absorbed three mouthfuls of dry yang purple air, and then went to the stream to wash, then put on new clothes, tied up a belt, hung an identity plate, and walked quickly towards Caorentang.

On the path in the early morning, he was covered by a thin layer of mist. Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing had a good memory. He walked along the way and did not get lost. He soon came to the screen wall of Caorentang. He looked at the three words Caorentang again, and felt the fierce murderous intent brought by these three words.

Bypassing the screen wall and coming to the yard, there were already many labourers busy.

Everyone watched Mi Xiaojing come in, and they all knew that Mi Xiaojing is different from them, and his status should be much higher than them. The person who invited Mi Xiaojing last time, after a shock, had already told these servants about their experiences, so no one dared to provoke him.

Following the path, I came to the side door of the yard and Mi Xiaojing walked in.

The courtyard was very quiet, with all the doors of the room closed. Mi Xiaojing didn't know what to do for a moment, so he stood in the courtyard and was stunned.

Wait, Mi Xiaojing doesn’t know who he calls him. Anyway, they shouldn’t be embarrassed by the fact that the person has arrived.

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