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As the sweet fragrance appeared, Yu Wen Zhouyuan felt a clarity in his mind, and at the same time he felt a heat flow flowing through his belly. After the heat flow passed, there was a bulging in the Dantian, followed by a burst of bowel sounds, and then "Papa, Pippa" for more than a dozen times.
Sound fart.
A stench spread in the room, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan felt an air flow rising from his Dantian, and the air flow started to move according to the longevity technique he had practiced before.
It seems that the chronic disease in Dantian is really cured this time! An idea arose in Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind.
The cultivation formula recorded in "Zhiyin Zhenjue" suddenly flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind.
"Forgetting both things and myself, there is no stain or injury. The first to third levels of mental skills: Contain all the breath that is released, restrain all the expressions, emotions, and mental energy that are released, and transform every trace of energy and blood in the body into...
....so angry.”
Yuwen Zhouyuan was busy doing his exercises and stopped practicing the "Secret of Immortality", and then silently recited the mental formula of "Zhi Yin Zhen Jue". According to the meridian diagram just mentioned in "Zhi Yin Zhen Jue", Yu Wen Zhouyuan stimulated the inner breath,
Started the Great Zhoutian practice.
But at this moment, he discovered that the air flow that originally appeared in his Dantian had disappeared!
Could it be that I stopped practicing the "Secret of Immortality" on my own and caused further damage to the Dantian? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
He took a long breath. Yuwen Zhouyuan suppressed the regrets in his belly, and then mobilized the knowledge integrated with Yan Junsheng's memory. According to the "Zhiyin Zhenjue" technique, he began to adjust his breath. The time of a stick of incense
Finally, he finally felt a vague and undetectable gas rising from his Dantian.
The air flow as thin as silk traveled along the meridians bit by bit under the control of his thoughts. A layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Yuwen Zhouyuan's head, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
It turned out that when the thin air flow hit the Tanzhong point, the severe pain caused him to want to stop.
Just as Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to stop, he thought that he might not be able to feel the airflow again if he stopped, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Finally, after dozens of shocks, and a burst of sharp pain in the spine, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the air thread broke through the Tanzhong point and rushed to the next point.
Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that after the Qi thread passed through the Tanzhong acupoint, it seemed to have become thicker, and the power when impacting other meridians also increased a lot. Could it be that his skill had deepened!
Regardless of whether he continued to practice! Finally, the thickened airflow returned to Dantian, completing a large circle. Yuwen Zhouyuan took a long breath and gently opened his eyes.
"Although it is very painful when practicing, it feels so comfortable after practicing for a week. This practice is too mysterious!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said to himself.
This mental method is indeed a bit weird.
According to the first-level "Qi Gathering and Concentration" cultivation technique, any weak aura generated by him meditating for a Great Zhoutian will eventually condense in his Dantian, slightly enhancing his internal Qi. Over time, his internal Qi will be strengthened.
The family's true energy gradually becomes deeper and deeper in Dantian.
After meditating one night, he can move seven great heavens. But in these seven great heavens, Yuwen Zhouyuanxian feels that his spirit has become stronger, especially his eyes can see things more clearly, just like practicing
The psychic eye technique is average.
Could it be that after the "Spiritual Eye Technique" practiced by Yan Junsheng merged with his memory, he also inherited this technique? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
So did he inherit the other techniques as well?
Let's verify it? Yuwen Zhouyuan suppressed his excitement, looked at the sky, and found that it was still early before dawn, so he sat cross-legged again and verified everything against his memory.
When the morning sun rose, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
After taking a long breath, Yuwen Zhouyuan said to himself: "As expected, it seems that 'misfortune lies on the back of blessing, and blessing lies on the misfortune.' The ancients honestly did not deceive me, and I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, actually have it."
I learned all the skills that Yan Junsheng had during his lifetime! But why is my cultivation not at the Dzogchen level of the True Yuan stage, but only at the eighth level of the True Qi stage?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood up and walked around the room for a few steps, and said with a chuckle: "Can it be that the skills can be inherited, but the state of cultivation can't? People can't be too greedy, and it's not bad to have such a cultivation level, not to mention his memory that I believe it can be achieved
The True Yuan Stage is not difficult either!”
At that time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was really a blessing in disguise. A few hours ago, he was a novice cultivator with a chronic disease in his Dantian and only one level of Qi. Now, he had cured the chronic disease by taking Danyang fruit and completely absorbed the memory of Yan Junsheng.
He cultivated his skills and became a master of cultivation at the eighth level of the Qi stage!
Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was reminiscing about everything he had just practiced, was suddenly hit by a stench, and couldn't help but said: "Huh? What smells so bad!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, but didn't find anything. When he looked at his body again, he felt something sticky on his body. He stretched out his arm and smelled it, "Ah!" The smell turned out to be coming from his own body.
The smell of sticky stuff comes out.
Wasn’t it true that I was transformed by the sound of the Tai Chi Bell at the Renxin Sect in Taihuang Mountain? Why did I expel so many impurities during this practice? It seems that these whole grains are not very helpful to practice.
Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly walked out of the room, went to the yard, fetched water from the well, took off his clothes and washed himself.
Although the water had just been drawn from the well, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not feel cold at all when he was scrubbing his body. He could even feel a faint heat.
"It's good to practice to the high level of Zhenqi stage. I used to shiver from the cold when I took a cold shower, but now I'm fine!" Yuwen Zhou Yuanxin said.
Returning to the room, Yu Wenzhouyuan started practicing again in order to ensure that his realm would not fall again. After he finished his exercises, he compared his practice experience and found out that even a person with excellent talent would have to cultivate to the eighth level of the Qi stage.
More than one year, and it must be supplemented by natural materials and earthly treasures.
Why did he achieve it in half a night? Could it be that he is a genius in cultivation? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know that he had integrated the memory of Yan Junsheng's Zhenyuan period. What's more, his body had been transformed by the Tai Chi Bell. What's even better was that the time it took to swallow Yan Junsheng's cultivation was relatively short, and he basically absorbed and transformed it.
That's why he practiced so quickly.
After the excitement, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought of a question. He had been promoted from the first level of Qi to the eighth level of Qi like a rocket. If the master of Xianyuan Hall and other disciples knew about it, they would be shocked. Wouldn't it be wrong if the other party checked him?
Make trouble for yourself.
An idea arises urgently in Yu Wen Zhouyuan's heart: He must find a method or elixir that can hide his cultivation level.
There are a lot of things in Yan Junsheng's storage bag. Is there any technique to hide his cultivation? Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan once again took out the storage bag obtained from Yan Junsheng.
He took out the items in the bag one by one and placed them on the desk in front of him. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find the technique to hide his cultivation. In desperation, Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the items on the desk.
At this moment, he suddenly saw the small glazed cauldron installed in the box. This thing was so small and small that it was hard to tell what material it was made of, and there was no spiritual energy coming out of it. Could it be that it was also a magic weapon that could be cultivated?
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at it for a long time but didn't understand it, so he put it in the box again.
Just when he put the small cauldron in the box, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly thought that as his cultivation level improved, his spiritual consciousness also improved a lot, so why not find it in the memory left to him by the True Lord Huang Yan?
Find it.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat cross-legged in front of the table and released his spiritual thoughts into his sea of consciousness. He felt that his spiritual thoughts were several times greater than before. It seemed that it was not this "Zhiyin Zhenjue" technique.
The reason why you have reached the eighth level of the Qi stage is because of the effect of the medicine containing Shen'an Guo you took last time!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's soul floated in front of the memory light group left by Zhenzhen Huang Yan, and then leaned over. This time he found that he was closer than last time, and it seemed that the light group was not as repulsive as before.
Own.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't think much, he reached out to touch the light group, and soon his hand touched the light group. A rebound force came from the surface of the light group, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan's hand was bounced away.
.
Still not working, my spiritual consciousness is not enough! It seems that in order to be able to see this memory, I need to increase my spiritual consciousness by at least one more point! Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to leave, but he saw the light group suddenly brightened up, and then a bolt of lightning flew out from the light group and attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan. Yuwen Zhouyuan was caught off guard and his soul was hit.
Zhou Yuan only felt a pain in his head, his vision went dark, and then he knew nothing.
In the room, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, also fell down instantly. When Yu Wen Zhouyuan's body fell down, he happened to hit the table and knocked the table to the ground.
At the same time, blood flowed from the corner of Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth...
When the case overturned, the box containing the small cauldron was opened, and the small cauldron in the box rolled to Yu Wen Zhouyuan's side, and by chance it happened to be stained by the blood flowing from Yu Wen Zhouyuan's mouth.
A strange thing happened. The small cauldron stained with blood emitted a silver light, and then the small cauldron glowing with silver light turned into a stream of light and penetrated through Yuwen Zhouyuan's Baihui point.
After the thing disappeared, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body throbbed violently, and at the same time, his body also emitted a hazy silver light.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was very painful, his eyebrows were furrowed, his teeth bit his lips until they bled, his body was shaking constantly, and big beads of sweat fell from his head...
After half a cup of tea, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly twitched and then calmed down.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body moved, and then his eyes slowly opened.
"My head hurts so much! It seems that this cultivation is not all smooth sailing. It seems that cultivating immortals has to endure a lot of hardships and go through endless dangers. This has just begun, but no matter what, I will persist. In order to free my parents from the place where the Yuwen family imprisoned me."
Rescue, in order to avenge Master Yituo who killed me, and in order to avenge myself, I must practice!" The look in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes became more and more determined.