The courtyard in the early morning was particularly quiet. This is undoubtedly an excellent environment for cultivating immortals without anyone disturbing but full of spiritual energy.

Ji Youyou sat alone outdoors, feeling that her body was very loose, and she felt that she was integrated with nature.

She imagined herself as a container that could store spiritual energy.

I felt that the spiritual energy could transform into silver-white phantoms, beating outside her skin.

Slowly pull them into their bodies, and wrap them tightly with their bodies, without revealing a trace.

After accumulating a certain amount of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in the body began to circulate in waves of air flow, flowing into every corner of the body, and slowly became calm and unwavering.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Youyou opened her eyes. She knew she had succeeded. According to the method in the book, she took the first step to lure the air into her body.

From then on, I officially embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

“002, did I succeed?”

["Host, congratulations on your successful inducing qi into your body."]

Slowly stabilizing the process, she slowly opened her eyes and became different.

Her tired body seemed to have become a little lighter, her mind became much clearer, as if the mental level was even more different.

This is difficult to explain clearly. For example, in the past, she might only see a bird flying, but now she seems to be able to slow down the bird's movements and see the amplitude of the bird's shaking its wings.

This is a really surprising change.

Ji Youyou found that as she had just entered into meditation, a lot of dirt from her body was filtered out, and it was uncomfortable to peel it on her body.

She didn't know how to use her body purity yet and took a shower quickly, and then she was refreshed and ready to go to class.

For several days, Ji Youyou was like this. He used a short time to enrich his theory in the classroom, and then used fragments of time to practice.

Cultivation and upgrading life are underway.

Although Ji Youyou is still entrusted, it has caused a lot of inconvenience to her life.

She went from being a free person to being only one-eighth of a normal person.

She still doesn't compromise, doesn't compromise with life, or herself.

While others work hard, she pays hardships that are more unimaginable than others, just because she wants to become stronger.

For example, during class time and during the 002 hosting time, she also worked hard to listen to the class in class.

For example, she almost never sleeps. As long as she is free to move, she can immediately enter into meditation and meditate and improve herself according to her own understanding.

For example, when she is escrowd, she will calm down and think about what to do next.

It is not about becoming stronger aimlessly, but about "accumulating small steps to a thousand miles." ("accumulating small steps to a thousand miles" comes from "Encouraging Learning")

In the tea house, the man in white leaned against the railing casually, drinking tea alone.

A tall nose and perfect side face are all showing nobility and elegance.

Only a sound of footsteps was heard.

"Uncle Tai." The man is a little fat, has a restrained voice, and is obviously not very old, standing behind the man in white.

The man in white heard the sound and did not look back.

"When are you going to go back?" He Xi's voice, his tone was slow, but seemed to have an undeniable force.

"Uncle Tai, I have become a disciple of Wuji Sect, I..."

"The people in your family said I had someone arrested you, and now I will take you back."

"They still have to control when I will. They have so many sons. Why can't I do what I want? Grandpa, please help me. I really don't want to go back to that house."

It's a bit hysterical, and the sound is a little sharp during the voice change period, making people's ears hurt.

The man in white slapped the tea bowl in his hand slightly, and then drank the tea in the tea bowl in another sip.

This child, and he was just there.

"You really want to go back?"

"Uncle Tai, please." The boy couldn't help but cry in a low voice. The man in white never looked back.

The man in white drank the water in the tea bowl, revealing the jawline with superior lines. "Okay", the word is simple and clear, but it reassuring the boy.

Uncle Tai has been caring about him over the years. Although he doesn’t know the gap between his elders, he doesn’t know why Uncle Tai never goes home.

But he always regarded Uncle Tai as a respected elder, even though his family had never been so secretive about his name, and even regarded him as a beast.

He is more willing to trust him than other people in the family, even his parents.

Maybe it's intuition.

"You go down." The man in white voice was a little tired, but he was a little tired.

"Yes, Uncle Tai." Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly remembered, "Uncle Tai, this is the spiritual bamboo shoot I just sent. I made some spiritual bamboo shoots for you."

The visitor seemed a little silly, and he really took out a bag of dried bamboo shoots from the storage bag and handed them to the man in white.

Although he knew that the man in white had already fasted, he still wanted to do his best.

"Let's go." The man in white did not refuse, and Yun Danfeng accepted the gift lightly.

"Yes." After saying that, he slowly retreated, with respect and awe.

The Pinming Tower has returned to its silence, but the man in white fell into deep thought.

This child, perhaps the only kindness in that family.

Born in that dirty family, my parents discovered that they had special premonitional spiritual roots when they were born.

Disregarding family affection, he forced his medicine to be given.

It urged him to grow up. Although he was rescued by him accidentally, his growth and development were dysregulated and his body was fat.

I just pay attention to his growth occasionally.

But this child is in his heart.

He has never been a good person, and he did all this not because of pity.

So why? He himself doesn't understand very well.

Touching the dried bamboo shoots on the table, he remembered another person, a very strange girl.

In fact, he has lived for more than a hundred years, and he rarely looks back and sees his past.

Young people have been talking about him for a long time.

In fact, even his painful childhood experiences are slowly forgetting.

Because he never wants to stop, stopping may be permanent demise for him.

The group of jackals, tigers and leopards are always staring at him in the dark, waiting for him to slack off.

Swiping blood while fighting on the road to growth is the norm of his life.

In fact, he now wants to know where the girl can go, whether she is as tired as he is about this hypocritical world.

People who practice truth have amazing eyesight.

Suddenly a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

Unexpectedly, just as I thought of this person, this person suddenly appeared in front of him.

I never met before, but the only intersection was on that rainy night, and we were both embarrassed.

That rainy night, he investigated the reason why his disciples in the sect were strangely demented and arrived in the mortal world. Unfortunately, the demon poison in his body exploded, so he had to find a place to heal his wounds.

Unexpectedly, I met this girl asking him for help.

Ask him for help?

He smiled fiercely in his heart with a hideous smile. Who will pity me and help me in this world?

He could have let her disappear silently without any effort.

But when I saw her, I finally felt soft.

The girl was covered in blood and her face was pale.
Chapter completed!