Chapter 3: Concentration Realm

Baili Yunxiao's father was from another place. When he was young, he left his family and came to Haitian City to work alone to make a fortune.

A few years ago, my family was rich. My father opened a large freight company. At its peak, the family's net income could reach tens of millions in a year!

However, just last year, a truck driver at home had a car accident. Not only did he destroy his own car, but he also hit Ye Ling.

If Ye Ling was just an ordinary person, then this accident would be just an ordinary traffic accident, and Baili Yunxiao's father could easily resolve it.

But within ten days, Baili Yunxiao also had a car accident and was almost killed. The truck at home was in trouble one after another. In the end, Baili Yunxiao's father realized that someone was deliberately retaliating.

But so what?

In the end, the freight company could only be resold as a whole, and it was resold at a low price. Because with the Ye family, no one dared to easily take over Baili Yunxiao's father's company.

After paying off the bank loan, Baili Yunxiao's father was penniless and was demoted from a big boss to a truck driver. He traveled long distances all day and sometimes he couldn't get home once a month.

After taking care of herself for a year, my mother only found a job in a factory far away from home last month. She also had food and accommodation in the factory on weekdays, and she was often away from home!

Now, there is only this three-bedroom and two-living-living school district house that was specially bought for Baili Yunxiao, and the old houses are forced to be resold.

As expected, the family was not around, which was more suitable for Baili Yunxiao's practice.

"My father probably knew that the Ye family was revengeing us, but the Ye family was too strong and not something we could afford, so he didn't tell me that if it continued to develop according to the situation in his previous life, I would soon be broken by Yeling, and my parents were killed by Yeling one after another in the next few years, and I couldn't escape the bad luck. I was forced to commit suicide and accidentally entered the Jiuxiao Continent!"

"We must improve our health as soon as possible and improve our cultivation level in order to avenge revenge and kill the dangers in the future together. In the future, my life in Baili Yunxiao will be controlled by myself. I will definitely return all the humiliation and hatred a hundred times!"

Sitting on the bed, Baili Yunxiao fell into recession.

In the Jiuxiao Continent he went to in his previous life, he called the first realm of cultivation the realm of concentration.

Although this state cannot enhance a person's combat power too much, it has great health benefits.

Baili Yunxiao has been practicing for three hundred years. Although his cultivation has been completely lost now, his experience in practice is still there.

Soon, Baili Yunxiao sensed a little bit of spiritual light in his Dantian. Sensing the spiritual light is also the most basic condition for entering the immortal path. Even if it is only a little bit, it is enough to prove that there is a small amount of spiritual energy in this world.

Gather light into a wire, twist the wire into a gas!

Only ten thousand spiritual lights can gather into an inch of silk-like spiritual silk, thousands of spiritual silk can form a three-inch-long spiritual energy, and hundreds of spiritual energy can form a nine-inch-long spiritual energy vortex.

Light spots, spiritual silks, spiritual energy, and cyclones also correspond to the fourth level of spiritual disciples, spiritual soldiers, spiritual masters, and great spiritual masters in the Jiuxiao Continent.

Now, becoming a spiritual disciple is the goal of Baili Yunxiao, and the symbol of the spiritual disciple is that there must be hundreds of spiritual light spots in the dantian!

One, two, three...

One night passed, and the next day, the next day, the lower dantian of Bailiyunxiao was like the stars in the starry sky, and finally there were hundreds of inspiration lights!

"It was finally successful, but the speed was still too slow. I thought I could condense at least 18,000 points of spiritual light in one night, but I didn't expect that the spiritual energy in this world would be so thin! I think my master of the Yuxiao Palace and Yunxiao Spirit Sect will have such a day. If it were before, why would it be so troublesome? I could directly form a spiritual energy vortex outside the body, inject the spiritual light into my body, and my cultivation level will increase rapidly, and the injuries on my body can be recovered instantly. Where do I need to gather like this little by little?"

Although he reached the level of a spiritual disciple, Baili Yunxiao was also a little disappointed. After all, his cultivation level in his previous life was beyond the level of the spiritual sect of the great spirit master, and he was also a top figure in the Jiuxiao Continent.

After breakfast, Baili Yunxiao started to return to the school at only six o'clock, but he did not take a taxi and still walked on foot.

But while walking, he guided the hundreds of inspiration from his dantian to form a long snake array, which poured into his right leg knee one after another. A burst of heart-wrenching pain followed, and his right leg soon became swollen!

Seeing this scene, Baili Yunxiao was not only not worried, but was a little excited. This was the light of inspiration that was clearing the necrotic flesh and blood cells.

He walked very slowly, as if every step had exhausted all his strength. After about a thousand steps, he began to mobilize his aura and move towards the damaged neck of the back of his head.

In this way, it took him nearly two hours to walk four or five miles and he didn't even attend morning self-study.
Chapter completed!