Jiang Ning didn’t know that he was obsessed, but he could also feel that he was in big trouble now, and if this trouble was not dealt with properly, people would die.
"What should I do? I can't control it at all!"
The spiritual energy was out of control. After a brief panic, Jiang Ning immediately concentrated his mind and tried to continue to guide the spiritual energy and return the raging spiritual energy to its source. However, the spiritual energy was like a wild horse running wild. No matter how he guided it, it was of no avail.
His body was getting hotter and hotter. From the outside, he was no different from a person who had just been cast out of pig iron. And the most fatal thing was that he found that he couldn't even shout for help, as his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of lava. p>
If he could shout for help, the cultivators of Qingling Academy might be able to save his life. As for how to explain the following series of questions, it is no longer considered.
Trouble is not as important as life!
But death didn't even give him such a chance.
"I must have died before I left the army. I had to play with myself to death." Jiang Ning was about to cry without tears. He felt the swelling and pain in his meridians, which were faintly threatening to rupture. He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly
He hurriedly took out the bronze compass from his pocket.
"This thing is a treasure, it will definitely save me!"
In desperation, Jiang Ning once again placed his hope on the bronze compass. After all, the last time he died, it was the bronze compass that took him through time and resurrected. So he thought that even if the bronze compass couldn't save him, it would be good if it could take him through time again. At least I can live...
However, the idea is good, but the reality is unknown.
The cold feeling of bronze made his burning body feel a little cooler, and the burning pain also disappeared a little.
"Hey, it's useful!"
This scene was like a drowning person grasping the last straw. Jiang Ning's eyes lit up, and his almost passive thoughts of waiting for death became active again.
No one wants to die, even if they can really go to another unknown world after death.
The same is true for Jiang Ning. Now that he has hope, he still has to fight for it. After all, he has no idea whether the bronze compass can take him through time again.
But the effect brought by the bronze compass seemed to stop there. The coolness it released was once again swallowed up by the possessed spiritual flames. Only the temperature of the hands holding the compass was gradually dropping.
"Uncle, ancestor, god, please give me some strength!" Seeing this, Jiang Ning roared in his heart: "I'm going to die. Don't joke about this matter of human life!"
He doesn't know whether the bronze compass is a living thing, whether he can hear his own voice, or whether there is some old man or something in it that can be awakened. In short, this is the only way and hope he can think of now.
Seeing that the bronze compass remained motionless, Jiang Ning's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
"Why don't you give me some fucking reaction? Just say a word to save me or not. You brought me here, and you helped me create a flawless Taoist body. Now that there's a problem, you just give up and don't care!"
He couldn't speak, he could only roar in his heart.
"Living Ancestor, please say something or give me some reaction. What good will it do you if I die? If I fall into someone else's hands and sell it as scrap metal, it won't be worth even a few copper coins. Don't you think so?" p>
It seemed that his scolding had an effect, and the bronze compass, which still had a little patina on it, suddenly emitted a faint light.
Under the faint green light, Jiang Ning didn't know if he was possessed by evil spirits, but by some strange coincidence he pressed the bronze compass on his Heavenly Spirit Cap.
It's strange to say that the moment the compass with green light fell on his head, the originally violent and uncontrollable spiritual energy in Jiang Ning's body became as docile as a lamb, and the body temperature as hot as a shrimp also became visible.
The speed decreases.
In a few breaths, Jiang Ning returned to normal!
"I...you...are really a treasure!"
Jiang Ning, who had been on the verge of life and death, was in the mood of surviving a disaster. Just when he was about to take off the bronze compass above his head and prepare to take a good rest, his heart that wanted to die began to move again.
"The green light hasn't completely dispersed yet. How about... taking the opportunity to attack Yun Ling?"
"It seems okay, let's do it!"
The consciousness in his mind turned into two little people, and they hit it off immediately.
Jiang Ning's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He sat cross-legged again and began to guide the docile spiritual energy in his body like a lamb. With the suppression of the bronze compass above his head, the spiritual energy soon followed his consciousness and poured into his Dantian like a trickling stream. p>
After drinking tea, the last step is finally reached, the spiritual energy turns into liquid!
The transformation of spiritual energy into liquid is actually a step added and modified by later generations in the art of breathing.
In the continuous exploration of cultivators of all ages in Kyushu, they found that only when the spiritual energy condenses into liquid in the Dantian, the spiritual energy can be more effectively prevented from leaking out, and the completion rate of Yunling will also be improved. Of course, this step can be achieved
There are very few people.
Therefore, teachers will focus on explaining this step when teaching, and will not let students forcibly condense gas into liquid to avoid danger.
Jiang Ning couldn't wait for the professor to start his lecture, so he naturally had no doubts about what was written in the booklet.
In his opinion, with the help of a bronze compass and a flawless Taoist body, condensation of gas and liquid must be a matter of course!
We won’t say that it will be perfect at that time, but reaching 60 to 70% shouldn’t be a problem.
Under this inexplicable and mysterious self-confidence, the spiritual energy gradually gathered in Jiangning's Dantian. The next step was to compress the spiritual energy and turn it into spiritual fluid!
The spiritual liquid is formed, and the spirit is born. From then on, the avenue will prosper, and you can ask for immortality!
With anticipation, Jiang Ning continued to compress the spiritual energy in his Dantian. The nebula-like spiritual energy group shrank rapidly, and the tobacco-like concentration gradually turned into a cotton-like texture. The originally nebula-sized spiritual energy group gradually condensed to only the size of a human head.
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"It's not enough, we need to continue compressing!"
Less than half an hour later, the sweat on Jiang Ning's body had already soaked the mattress. At this moment, the spiritual energy in his Dantian had been compressed to the size of an adult's fist, and the flocculent air mass was more solid than before.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough!" Jiang Ning's expression gradually turned ferocious.
The farther back the gas condensation liquid reaches, the more difficult it becomes to compress the spiritual energy. Not to mention the spiritual condensation this time, Jiang Ning can be said to be crossing the river by feeling the stones, relying entirely on his own calculations.
Who would have known that converting spiritual energy into liquid is not the third step of the Breathing Art at all. It is just an auxiliary step added and modified by later generations to improve the completion rate of spiritual condensation. It is not mandatory to do it. After all, it involves
Many other things.
For example, the cultivator's own character, perseverance, and level of skills will all affect whether the spiritual energy can be successfully compressed into liquid. If Jiang Ning takes this step of Yun Ling without knowing enough about Yun Ling, it will inevitably be difficult. If he is not careful,
The problem will occur again.
Especially now that he still stubbornly believes that spiritual energy will be able to turn into liquid...
Under the wrong guidance and understanding, Jiang Ning still did not give up, even though the veins on his forehead popped out and his face turned red.
In the Dantian, the spiritual energy has turned into a milky white sphere the size of an egg, which looks crystal clear and round, like a priceless jade bead.
The ability of ordinary cultivators to condense spiritual energy to this point is already considered extraordinary. If you tell anyone, you will be envied and called a genius!
But Jiang Ning doesn’t think so!
"Damn it, why haven't you melted yet?"
"Am I so talented?"
"The book says it is to condense gas into liquid. If I can't do it, it's my own fault. Continue!"
He roared inwardly, gritted his teeth and struck again.
After half a stick of incense, Jiang Ning finally compressed the egg-sized aura into the size of a pigeon egg.
But as soon as it took shape, the spiritual energy that had been compressed to the extreme began to tremble violently, and there were faint signs of collapse. If we continue to compress it forcibly at this moment, I am afraid that the spiritual energy will lose control again, and the gain will not be worth the loss!
"How could this happen? This... something is wrong. Could it be that I made a wrong step again?" Jiang Ning also noticed the situation in his dantian and panicked a little.
There is no mention in the training book that this will happen when condensing gas into liquid....
Fortunately, at this moment, the bronze compass in Jiang Ning's physical body and heavenly spirit vibrated slightly, causing a green light all over his body to shimmer, enveloping him.
Under the green light, the collapsed spiritual energy stabilized again. Jiang Ning realized that it was Qingtong Compass who was taking action. He looked overjoyed and seized the opportunity. He focused all his attention on his own consciousness. With the help of the green light, he moved toward the Dantian.
Press the milky white pigeon eggs away.
The pigeon egg shook, and then, under this willpower, it quickly shrank and became a quail egg that was several times smaller than the pigeon egg. At the same time, in the center of the quail egg-sized milky white jade-like ball, a drop appeared.