After understanding the history of these exercises, Ye Fengyu finally started to practice. Fortunately, practicing the "Fire Sun Code" does not depend on time and can be done anytime and anywhere.

Ye Fengyu stopped the operation of the "Yuehua Qingxin Sutra" in his body and turned to practice the "Fire Yang Canon".

At first, he only felt a hot air mass between his chest and abdomen burning his Dantian, and his whole body became extremely hot. Fortunately, his meridians and Dantian were tempered very strongly by the original technique, and he was not

As for being burned.

Miao Bingyu looked worried, but she could do nothing but watch and provide some verbal encouragement.

Ye Fengyu's spiritual consciousness has been placed in his body, and the capacity of his Dantian is much larger than that of ordinary people. Even he himself does not know how much vitality this fist-sized Dantian can hold.

At this moment, there is a lot of vitality lingering around it, and it looks like a slowly rotating ellipsoid top.

The blood mist wrapped the silver-white armor, and the silver-white armor was covered with a layer of light gold, as if his body skin had been covered with a golden film.

The sweat on Ye Fengyu's forehead never stopped, flowing down like a broken bead curtain, flowing down his cheeks, the bridge of his nose, to his neck, and soaking his collar again.

Miao Bingyu didn't wipe it for him. She knew she couldn't enter these areas of vitality, otherwise it would probably affect Ye Fengyu's control of the surrounding spiritual energy, and the chance of going crazy would be greatly increased.

As time went by, the burning feeling in Ye Fengyu's Dantian quickly dissipated. With the assistance of the original technique and the induction of "Huanyuan Book", the burning feeling quickly flowed through his blood and spread all over his body.

It also turned into warmth, warmth all over the body.

The night wind and rain began to become extremely comfortable, so comfortable that I didn't want to stop feeling this way. It was a different kind of comfort from the coolness and comfort in the Wind and Moon Valley.

At this time, the night wind and rain could not help but echo the words of Chu Yu, the elder of Fengyue Valley: "The feeling of cultivating immortals is so refreshing!"

That’s how it feels now!

Time passed quickly, the sun set in the west, night gradually fell, and Ye Fengyu had to stop practicing.

When the energy around him receded, Miao Bingyu's expression suddenly became extremely strange, as if she had seen a stranger, she pointed at his face and said: "You... you seem to have lost a lot of weight!"

Ye Fengyu frowned slightly, then lowered his head to look at his body, shook his clothes, and found that they were indeed much looser.

"What's going on?"

Ye Fengyu also started to feel confused. Thinking about the feeling he had when practicing before, he picked up the "Fire Sun Code" booklet in front of him and said, "Is this the function of this technique?"

Miao Bingyu was speechless, rolled her eyes at him and said, "You couldn't have started practicing without seeing clearly, right?"

Ye Fengyu was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Uh... well..."

Not knowing what to say, I quickly opened the booklet and read it carefully. The more I read, the more helpless I felt. After a moment, I said: "This book says that the exercises consume too much energy. If you don't have enough energy to burn it, you will probably lose weight."

Remaining skin and bones, and finally die!"

"So serious?"

Miao Bingyu was slightly shocked when she heard this, a little unbelievable. It wasn't that she didn't believe in the effect of this technique, but she didn't believe what kind of foundation the Qingyang Sect had that this technique could consume?

According to Ye Fengyu's current foundation, he simply cannot withstand the consumption of this technique. Although the Qingyang Sect is a major immortal sect, there are many disciples among them. Without sufficient wealth and foundation, it is impossible to achieve what they have achieved today.

Miao Bingyu asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"

Ye Fengyu shook his head blankly and said: "It doesn't hurt, I just feel a little light. This feeling is very strange. I can't explain the specific reason!"

Miao Bingyu thought for a moment and then suggested: "As long as it doesn't hurt, you shouldn't practice this technique in a short time. It will cause too much harm to the body."

Seeing Miao Bingyu's concerned expression, although Ye Fengyu didn't want to agree, he couldn't bear it, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's look at the other things first!"

Ye Fengyu said, took the "Yuehua Qingxin Sutra" and began to study it.

When he was still in Fengyue Valley, when he and Chu Yu were sleeping in the same bed, he once heard her mention the wonders of this set of exercises.

This set of exercises will be most effective only if you meditate and practice under the moonlight. Practicing in the brilliance of the bright moon will get twice the result with half the effort.

I got out of bed in the wind and rain at night, walked to the window, opened it, felt the cool night breeze, and felt a little hopeful in my heart.

Wait a little longer, and you will see a cold moon rising from the east sky, and then you will also practice this set of exercises called the 'Moon Flower Clear Heart Sutra'.

Ye Fengyu looked at the deep night and seemed to see a familiar figure. That figure was wearing a red skirt and always carried a long red cloth bag on his back, with a piano in the bag.

For some reason, Ye Fengyu still felt that that person's face was the most beautiful in the world until now, but he also felt a little distant and couldn't look at it from a distance.

"What are you thinking about?"

Miao Bingyu came to Ye Fengyu at some point and asked softly, her tone full of tenderness.

Ye Fengyu took a long breath, turned around and looked at the pretty face in front of him, and said, "I thought of some people, and I don't know what they are doing now!"

I don’t know if the woman is still playing the piano, I don’t know if the boy is still drinking, and the thief is still picking grass.

Miao Bingyu knew who Ye Fengyu was talking about, so she didn't ask stupid questions like "You actually like someone else behind my back?" There are countless beauties and handsome guys in the world of immortality, and it's impossible for normal humans to like just one.

If Ye Fengyu said he only likes her, it means there is something wrong.

During the time they spent together, Miao Bingyu had learned where Ye Fengyu had been before and who she had been with, but she felt that it was not important. As long as Ye Fengyu was still by her side, it was more important than anything else.

…

In another luxury hotel in Fengyue City, in a private room, there was melodious music and constant snoring.

"drink!"

Another invitation for wine rang out, the sound of the piano did not stop, and the clank sound kept echoing.

Zhong Tianqi raised a glass of wine helplessly and said with a smile: "Brother Gong, come on, drink!"

Gong Jin and Han Sui drank together, but Zhong Tianqi just touched the wine lightly with his lips, pretending that he had drunk it.

Zhong Tianqi is not good at drinking, but Gong Jin always drags him to drink. This is also a last resort. Now that Han Sui is drinking with him, even if Zhong Tianqi is just pretending, Gong Jin does not blame him too much.

"You know what? My biggest wish in this life!" Gong Jin seemed to have drank a lot and her face was rosy. She couldn't care less about the occasion and unconsciously put her arms on Han Sui's bare shoulders.

Han Sui was also a little confused from drinking now, and the picture she saw was a little shaky. She looked down at the hand on her shoulder, frowned slightly, took Gong Jin's hand away with some disgust, and said: "Drink, go home."

Drinking, don’t do whatever you want!”

A flash of disappointment flashed in Gong Jin's eyes, but Han Sui paused for a moment and continued: "How can a person like you, who is drunk now, still have a wish?"

Gong Jin didn't care, shook his head, and looked up at Liu Shuqin who was playing the piano alone in another corner. Liu Shuqin noticed his gaze and glanced at Gong Jin, then lowered her head and continued playing the piano.

Gong Jin then said: "If people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish? What's more, we are cultivators of immortality!"

"So your wish is to live forever?" Han Sui's tone was slightly contemptuous.

Gong Jin shook his head and said: "Who doesn't want to live forever, but although immortal cultivators can increase their life span, who has reached the state of immortality from ancient times to the present? Immortality is more of a luxury than a wish!"

Han Sui's expression was slightly strange, but she was a little surprised by Gong Jin's awareness, and asked doubtfully: "Then what is your wish?"

Gong Jin smiled and said: "Although people cannot live forever, they must do something during their lifetime. My wish is to drink all kinds of wine in China before I die!"

"ah?"

Han Sui felt as if he had heard a big joke and said: "There are only hundreds of kinds of wine in China. If you drink one kind a day and finish it in about two years, can this become a wish?"

Zhong Tianqi did not speak at the side, but looked at the two of them honestly and exchanged words with each other.

Gong Jin waved his hand and said: "Don't you understand this? To drink good wine, you must drink more. Everything depends on fate. You don't know what kind of wine you can drink."

Hearing this, Han Sui felt that this was indeed the case. It would be boring to just buy it and put a bunch of it in front of you and drink it little by little.

She didn't want to stay on this topic for too long, so she looked at the badge on the collar of his shirt and asked, "You are also the elder of the Meteorite Sect now, so drinking should be much easier!"

"No, since Uncle Siko ran away, all his burdens have been placed on me. I will definitely have a lot of things to do when I return to the sect. Fortunately, my master ordered me to search for his whereabouts outside, so I can drink a little.

Otherwise, I don’t know how long it will take to get even a drop of it.”

Gong Jin thought about the adjudication meeting held in Mingyue City a few days ago, and recalled the scene of the great elder Si Kou Zhongwei running away, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Zhong Tianqi was also present that day and witnessed what happened. He didn't know what to say. The Qingyang faction was already the one with a good ending.

Han Sui rolled her eyes and said, "I think this Cao Xufei is not simple. Now that Mr. Ye's matter has been settled, are you interested in checking it out?"

Gong Jin smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Ye's matter probably won't come to an end. I haven't seen him in the past few days. I don't know if he really gave up his quota!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. He immediately closed his lips and stared at the corner where he was playing the piano.

I heard Liu Shuqin say: "I believe he will come!"

Gong Jin couldn't hold it in anymore and retorted: "Beauty, it's really not me who said him..." As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Shuqin, it's really not me who said him. It's not until the reporting time.

It’s been less than ten days, and I still haven’t seen his shadow, so don’t be stubborn!”

Liu Shuqin's expression was always indifferent, neither happy nor sad, but she seemed a little nervous, her brows had been furrowed for many days, and she was very tired from running around to find Ye Fengyu in the past few days.

Now hearing Gong Jin speak like this, Liu Shuqin felt bitter for a moment. She was not an unreasonable person. She knew that what Gong Jin said was reasonable. Her own trust alone could not guarantee that the night storm would come, so

Started to become worried.

Han Sui glanced at Gong Jin, and Gong Jin stopped talking. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Zhong Tianqi was about to say that the glass of wine belonged to him, but when he saw the empty glass being put back on the table, he had no choice but to

Continue to be silent.

Although Liu Shuqin didn't speak anymore, she kept comforting herself in her heart: "He will definitely come... He will definitely come..."

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly stood up, put the piano into a red cloth bag, carried it on her back, and said, "I'm a little sleepy, I'll go for a walk!"
Chapter completed!