After eating with difficulty, Rong Zhihao picked up his son, came to the sundeck, and silently looked at the direction of Fu Yilan's parents' house in the distance, his heart was like a knife.

He knew that his fate with his wife had ended, and the decisive words and detailed terms in the "Divorce Agreement" meant that Fu Yilan did not want to have anything to do with him anymore......

Fortunately, Fu Yilan left the house to her, and left him and his son a million......

One million is tantamount to a drop in the bucket for Fu Yilan, but she only gives one million, because, in her eyes, this million is also a gift, in her eyes, Rong Zhihao is not worth a penny, she just leaves her son, one million as a mother's responsibility.

Rong Zhihao really loves her, but what can he do?

Perhaps, it really should be put down......

It was a helpless thought, but he had to think so.

Two lines of hot tears slipped down his face unconsciously......

"Dad...... Dad--" Xiao Anran raised his little hand again to help Rong Zhihao wipe his tears.

Although his speech was slurred, Rong Zhihao heard his son calling him, yes, it was his son, his son was not dumb, he could speak.

There are no words to describe Rong Zhihao's mood at this time, I saw him crying with joy, tears like rain, and holding up his son: "An Ran, An Ran, you call again!"

"Dad...... Father...... Daddy......"

Rong Zhihao really wanted to cry, if he wasn't afraid of startling his son.

Looking at his son's smiling face, he hugged his son tightly in his arms again......

The first thing the child learns to say should be the word "Mom", but the first time the son comes out is "Dad", which makes Rong Zhihao feel distressed and hateful.

It is the son who is distressed, and the Fu family is hated: they must have never taught their son to speak since the day they thought their child couldn't speak, even if they nagged with their son.

Looking at his sleeping son who was still smiling, Rong Zhihao's heart for Fu Yilan suddenly let go at this moment: Xiao Anran is no longer your son!

For a moment, Rong Zhihao felt that his state of mind was particularly peaceful, and he gently helped his son tuck the quilt and walked to the practice room that Fu Yilan once called hell.

It was a fourteen-square-meter room, and there was nothing in the house except for a black carpet. If I had to say anything, it was the south window, with its dull curtain, and when the door was closed, there was only darkness in the room.

Closing the door, Rong Zhihao groped his way to the middle of the house, stumbled and sat down, and in the dantian, he once again created a virtual Dan the size of a ping-pong ball, and soon entered deep meditation.

He clearly felt that every pore had been opened, greedily absorbing the very meager special substances present in the air, especially the five acupuncture points of Baihui, Laogong, and Yongquan, and the feeling was even more obvious.

Is it smoke, is it fog, and the unknown invisible, intangible, special substance begins to gather in the dantian, and turns from light to deep, filling the entire dantian.

Rong Zhihao tried to use his consciousness to control the compression of the virtual Danzhong in the dantian......

It's done!

I don't know how much time it took to try, let alone how many times I tried it, Rong Zhihao finally felt successful.

The excitement in his heart made him quickly withdraw from deep meditation......

"Light, where does the light come from?" Before he could open his eyes, Rong Zhihao felt a light in the house—a dark red light.

There can't be a light source in the room!, Rong Zhihao is sure.

He slowly opened his eyes...... Finally, he found that the light source was himself - around his body, shrouded in a faint red halo, this discovery made Rong Zhihao stunned for a moment - what was going on?

Rong Zhihao doesn't have a master, so no one will tell him what's going on.

But within five or six years, Rong Zhihao had included all the information he could collect about cultivating truths, cultivating immortals, becoming a Buddha, and becoming a saint, and he had already thought of the reason through his own careful consideration......

The special substance that enters from the acupuncture points and pores should be the "aura" described in the cultivation realm!

Rong Zhihao sank his consciousness into the dantian again, and found that when he meditated, the aura that entered the virtual pill was gone, but the virtual pill in the dantian did not disappear as before, but in the center of the dantian, a faint halo the size of a ping-pong ball was formed......

This should be the Void Pill......

So, do I understand it this way: I have laid the foundation?

In other words, Zhuji is actually the dividing level between ordinary people and cultivators, and after five or six years of retribution, I finally went the right way and found the door of cultivation?

The book describes it like this: Qi refining period - foundation building period - Jindan period - distraction period - Yuan infant period - merger period - tribulation period...... Then, he became an immortal......

Can I understand it in this way? Starting from the beginning of the trial cultivation, the Qi refining period should be the virtual Dan period, which is a layman, because the virtual Dan will disappear as soon as he leaves meditation, and the foundation building period should be my current Void Dan period, that is to say, even if I don't meditate, there is a shadow of the Void Dan in the dantian......

But my Void Pill is just a halo, when I compressed the aura into the virtual pill just now, the color formed is also gray, then, when the aura enters the Void Pill more and more, the Void Pill should also be more and more black, that is to say, when the Void Pill becomes a real pill, it is also black, how can it be a golden pill?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out!

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore!

Since the moment the virtual pill formed the Void Dan, he was so comfortable that every cell seemed to be moaning, and his body felt much lighter.

This is a great harvest, the result of five or six years of perseverance.

Although the pursuit of dreams is a kind of enjoyment in itself, who doesn't want their dreams to come true?

Whether he can realize his dream, Rong Zhihao is not sure, but he saw the light at this moment!

He wanted to shout, he wanted to laugh, he wanted someone to share, but he still remembered that not long ago, he had signed the divorce agreement, and the person he wanted to share the happiness the most, was gone......

So, at this moment, he cried......

The only person who can share is his son, but unfortunately, An Ran is too young to share.

Rong Zhihao was both happy and depressed, and he opened the door......

Rong Anran stood at the door with tears in his eyes, muttering in his mouth: "Daddy--Daddy......"

"Enron ......"

Rong Zhihao hurriedly picked up his son: "Dad is not good, Enron, it's Dad who is not good......"

I don't know why, Rong Zhihao didn't think about when his son would walk, let alone how his son would know that he was in this room.

Rong Zhihao was very glad that his son didn't go out, of course, even if he wanted to go out, he couldn't open the door.

What he didn't know was that An Ran had a sense of him since he was a child, as long as he was not very far away, An Ran could feel his existence, just like when he stood outside Fu Yilan's house in the past, An Ran could find him.

"Be sure to pay attention next time!" Rong Zhihao secretly blamed himself for his carelessness, he looked at the time, and found that it was already half past one in the morning, more than five hours, and he felt as if it was just a moment.

Even if you subtract the hour or two that my son sleeps, he should have been standing at the door for at least three or four hours, and he must be hungry...... Rong Zhihao really wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

"Enron, Dad, I'll make you something to eat. ”

Rong Anran smiled the moment he saw his father, in fact, there was only so much he wanted, as long as his father was by his side!

In order to make his son eat faster, Rong Zhihao ordered two bowls of seafood noodles.

"Dad--Dad......" Rong Anran, who had just learned to speak, watched his father shout repeatedly - he wanted to speak!

"Noodle ...... Noodles!" Rong Anran picked up a pair of chopsticks and pointed at it.

"Noodles...... Face...... Article - "Rong Anran's pronunciation of the word "article" took a lot of effort.

"Bowl--chopsticks--"

"Uh......h --then!"

The son couldn't speak, Rong Zhihao was not anxious!

Jokes, the word "dad" that I just learned at night is now a basic standard, and Xiao Enron is already a unique genius......

After washing the dishes and hugging his son, Rong Zhihao said: "An Ran, can you sleep for a while?" Dad still has something to do, if you wake up, come to the room just now, Dad is there!"

He didn't care if his son could understand him, so he said so.

Rong Anran didn't say anything, he just looked at his father with a smile and let him carry him to the bedroom.

Lying beside Rong Zhihao, Rong Anran quickly fell asleep.

Rong Anran returned to the dark room lightly, closed the door, and sat down again in the dark......

There is no need to enter deep meditation, because as soon as he started meditating, Rong Zhihao clearly felt the existence of the aura around his body, and under the guidance of his consciousness, he began to slowly enter the body and gather towards the Void Pill.

There is no need to compress it anymore, the aura that enters the dantian automatically drills into the void pill, and the body faintly reveals a trace of red light.

After receiving the affirmation, infinite joy filled his heart again......

After a while, Rong Zhihao felt that the aura around him was disappearing......

"Hmm, what's going on?"

Thinking of this, Rong Zhihao walked out of the room directly: "Why is it only a quarter of an hour?"

Now, let me try meditating outside!

Coming to his son's bedside, Rong Zhihao did not hesitate to start meditating again......

"I feel it, I feel the aura......" Rong Anran knew that he had guessed correctly, the space in the darkroom was too small, so the aura was limited.

Slowly inhaling the aura into the Void Pill, a few wisps of gray smoke swirled inside the Void Pill, and gradually, it began to turn light gray throughout, and as time passed, the color continued to slowly deepen......

This is Reiki, is it considered the "internal qi" in qigong?

If so, can you mobilize the qi in your body?

After reading too many books and knowing too many things, Rong Zhihao knows that if this group of qi goes around, it will be regarded as "going mad", but it is not a way for this group of qi to gather in the dantian......

Rong Zhihao understands that this is the biggest problem without Master, and he doesn't know what to do next!

"Try it!"

Rong Zhihao gave himself an order.

On the path of cultivating the truth, I should be regarded as the first step of success, don't I just want to prove that there is no way to cultivate the truth? The changes in my body now are enough to prove it.

The reason why he set his goal on "becoming an immortal" is because he believes that "those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety".

Although the first step has been taken, the ultimate goal is still far away.

If you can't reach your goal, you should at least explore the way for your son first!

Rong Zhihao believes that his son will also follow the path he likes to walk!

I don't know the other meridians, but there is a clear answer in the book for the way to walk the small and big week, so try it according to the book!

Once, twice...... One hour, two hours......

Rong Zhihao finally gave up in disappointment, because he couldn't adjust the qi in the Void Pill at all......

Skill, skill, power and power! When the power is reached, the power should also be there, right?

Well, let's gather the aura by yourself and wait for it to come to fruition!