When Fang Ze woke up again, it was already fifteen days later.

At that time, Fang Ze used his last bit of strength to smash the golden spiritual power into his dantian qi sea. Although there was also resistance, the spiritual power of that gold was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was trapped in Fang Ze's dantian qi sea.

As soon as Fang Ze's consciousness took control of his body, he immediately looked inward at himself. Look at what happened to the little guy who had worked so hard to tame. Don't suffer so much of your own sin, and if you work until you are liberated, it will be in vain.

I saw a small golden snake, swimming in Fang Ze's sea of qi, as if looking for an exit to escape. This golden spiritual power was twice as small as when Fang Ze first captured it. I think it is caused by the gradual passage of time without spiritual power during these fifteen days.

Fang Ze saw that his dumb father was not at home, and a carp wanted to sit up from the kang. Unexpectedly, he stumbled and fell. If you haven't eaten for fifteen days, your physical strength will naturally not be able to keep up. Thanks to the remaining innate qi, these fifteen days were also consumed by Fang Ze.

Fang Ze sat up with difficulty and meditated cross-legged. Recalling the nine meridian routes marked by the "Spirit Formula", he chose a track suitable for the operation of Jin's spiritual power, and began to cultivate according to the guidance of the spirit formula.

"The dantian reconciles the whole body, first to Zhongfu and Yunmen, and transports it to the ruler Zeqi without a trace, the column lacks Taiyuan to be able to pass the spirit, and the young merchant fish wants to turn around, and then the dantian has entered the kun. The small practice of the beginning of the week is nine, the big practice of the week is ninety round, the operation of the week is complete, and the first aura is planted. ”

After running the meridians ninety times, Fang Ze miraculously discovered that the golden snake no longer existed, and was replaced by a golden cyclone. Slowly swirling in Fang Ze's dantian qi sea, in the center of the cyclone, a faint fibrous root was tightly connected with Fang Ze's dantian. And the meridians that had been opened up before were greedily absorbing the aura to the outside world, and with the suction of the cyclone, it slowly flowed into the dantian, nourishing the golden cyclone in the sea of qi.

"Good exercises! Good exercises! Amazing! What a miracle of his grandmother!" Fang Ze was secretly happy in his heart.

"Normal exercises require the practitioner to absorb the spiritual energy to nourish the dantian by himself, so as to accumulate it. This exercise can be absorbed by itself, which means that if the spiritual energy is full, eating and sleeping is also a practice. Thinking of this, Fang Ze was overjoyed, this is a plug-in general existence. Fang Ze couldn't help but look forward to the moment when the nine kinds of spiritual energy were implanted in his body, the cultivation speed was unimaginable.

Just when Fang Ze fell into an infinite reverie, the dumb father returned.

Seeing Fang Ze meditating cross-legged, his face leaked in surprise. However, reason told him that he should not be disturbed, so he did it and looked at Fang Ze quietly on the stool.

The sound was not loud, but for Fang Ze, who was smart and clear-eared, he could hear even the faint sound of a mouse's gastrointestinal digestion.

Opening his eyes, Fang Ze looked at the mute father sitting on the stool, and slowly said in his mouth: "Thank you, thank you for saving me." ”

Hearing these unfamiliar words, the dumb father was a little dazed, but he vaguely seemed to have guessed something. Fang Ze was not surprised to see him look like this, because Fang Ze's tone at this time was indeed not like what a three-year-old child could say.

Fang Ze thought to himself: "I am destined to be impossible to stay in this small village for a long time, although the path of cultivation is still unknown after it has just begun. But it's good to say some things, and you have to give this adoptive father something back before you leave. ”

Having made up his mind, Fang Ze looked at his dumb father and said, "I don't belong to this village, and I don't belong to this world. Do you understand that?"

The dumb father sounded a little confused, but he also nodded.

Fang Ze continued: "Thank you for your nurturing grace in the past three years, I have decided to leave here. But before I go, I'll leave you some gifts to repay you for your nurturing. ”

When the dumb father heard this, he was a little gloomy. He gestured with his hand: "Can you not leave?" I can support you, and I will work hard to fight for money, and I will let you live a good life. ”

Fang Ze couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart when he saw the words of his dumb father. But it's certain to go, and this place really doesn't suit him. Fang Ze thought about it for a long time, and said slowly: "I'll cure your illness first, and see if I can cure your dumbness." ”

The dumb father hurriedly gestured: "I don't need you to treat me, don't go." After speaking, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Fang Ze ignored his dumb father's words, stood up from the kang and walked in front of the dumb father. Looking at the dumb father's dark and old arm, Fang Ze's small hand touched the mute father's pulse.

This is a method recorded in the "Treasure Book of Heaven, Earth, Ghosts and Gods", which uses the aura to cross into the patient's body, perceive abnormalities, and diagnose the condition. Fang Ze summoned the golden aura he had just obtained, and flowed down his fingers to the throat of his dumb father. After diagnosis and treatment, the dumb father's mute syndrome was cured. Since he had not spoken since birth, his dumb father could not speak yet, but he had no problem speaking out.

Fang Ze withdrew his aura and said, "I have already cured your dumbness for you, and I have also repaid the grace of these three years of nurturing. You can't speak yet, but if you practice diligently, you will be able to speak and communicate in less than 15 days. I'll leave after a while, and I'll leave you another gift before leaving, which is also considered to be a reward for saving your life twice. ”

The dumb father was silent, turned and walked out of the room, alone sentimental.

After a few more days of recuperation, Fang Ze's body had recovered. The mental state is also very full, sweeping away the haze of the previous days.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the room, the sky outside was very blue. Fang Ze didn't pay attention to it before, but now that he doesn't look at it coldly, it is much better than the earth in his previous life. If the environment here had been placed in a previous life, it would have been natural oxygen.

Look around and see a lot of stones on the ground. Fang Ze thought to himself: "It's better to use these stones to practice your hands and familiarize yourself with the feeling of using spiritual power." ”

Coming to the stone, Fang Ze used the golden spiritual power around his body, and waved his small hand forward. I saw an undetectable blade, slashing towards the stone. The imaginary roar and shattering did not appear, and the strength formed by the golden spiritual power only left a shallow knife mark on the big stone.

Fang Ze was disappointed but acceptable, after all, he had just practiced for a few days. At the moment, the only way is to quickly collect all nine kinds of auras and officially enter the next stage.

Dumb came back at night and cleaned up the warehouse into a small space for Fang Ze to cultivate. After all, it is not good for a child to meditate cross-legged at home every day, so it is not good for people to see it. Fang Ze was still very moved by this, after all, he had a space of his own.

On this day, Fang Ze felt that his mental state was excellent, so he decided to implant the next aura.

Through the experience of implanting the golden aura last time, Fang Ze knew that this implanted aura was not implanted just like implantation. Proper methods are required to implant Reiki Surrender. For this point, it is not mentioned in the "Xuanling Shangfa", if you can't hold on, then your soul will die, and you will catch a cold.

According to the theory of the five elements: "The nature of heaven and earth, the many are victorious, so water is better than fire." Jing wins strong, so fire is golden. Rigid and soft, so gold wins wood. Specializing in the dispersion, so the wood is better than the soil. The real is better than the virtual, and the homeland is better than the water. ”

Fang Ze planned to choose the wood aura for the next aura, hoping that he could successfully subdue it with the help of the golden aura in his body.

Sit cross-legged, facing east. As the old saying goes: "Purple gas comes from the east, nourishing the heaven and earth, and purple qi comes from the east, and it will be prosperous." ”

Mobilize the power of the soul and find the location of the aura of the wood line among the many Dao aura. After the last time he surrendered Jin Xing's spiritual power, Fang Ze felt that his soul power seemed to be stronger than before. Although there is no assistance from innate qi, but this time with the addition of golden spiritual power, it can be regarded as twice the result with half the effort, and it is easy to use.

Muxing aura is accompanied by vitality for a long time, but among all the aura, there are many ways that are accompanied by vitality and aura. Moreover, the wood is hidden in the forest and shows off in the bones, and the wind blows the leaves and does not move. After searching for more than an hour, Fang Ze couldn't find the location of Mu Xing's aura. This made Fang Ze feel very frustrated, and thought: "I can sense it at any time when I don't plan to surrender and implant, but now I can't find it when I want to implant, it's really providential." ”

But what I didn't expect was that the wood aura was not found, but I inadvertently saw the water aura.

Fang Ze hesitated for a moment, whether to implant the Water Walk Aura now. If you don't implant it now, and you can't find it when you want to implant it in a few days, then it's troublesome. Forget it, then it is safe, since it has been encountered, it is fate.

Fang Ze mobilized a trace of golden spiritual power from the dantian and slowly approached the spiritual power of water. Discovering that the Shui Xing Spiritual Power did not reject Fang Ze's move, this made Fang Ze feel very surprised. When he surrendered Jin Xing's spiritual power before, it was enough to torture him.

The golden spiritual power was slowly opened, and a small golden hand was about to hold the silk thread of the spiritual power of water in his hand. With a single grip of the available force, the spiritual power of the water line turned into a wisp of steam. Along the fingers of the little golden hand, continue to flow forward. After grasping it a few times, there was no change, and Fang Ze gave up.

Retracting the spiritual power of gold, Fang Ze was a little depressed.

"It seems that we can only use the old way, and I don't know what kind of situation we will encounter this time?" Fang Ze thought to himself.

Slowly moving the power of the non-attribute soul towards the power of the water, this time the feeling is completely different from just now. As he got closer, Fang Ze felt like he was in a dream.

It is a trickling stream, and the water is clear and beautiful. The stream brushed her ankles like a girl's gentle jade fingers running across her skin. A pair of boys' feet walked forward in the direction from which the stream came. Every time the soles of the feet are lifted and fallen, they make a splash of water, which is refracted by the sunlight and scattered on the ground. It was as if the boy was bringing light that was soaking the land he passed.

After a long walk, the water temperature gradually became cold. With every step forward, Fang Ze would feel a biting coldness from the Yongquan Acupoint into the Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, and he felt that his heart was going to stop beating because of the cold. At this time, between a green mountain and green water, several dark clouds converged in the sky. Dripping rain fell on Fang Ze's cheeks, "Cold, it's really his grandma's cold, it's freezing me to death." Fang Ze couldn't help but think so.

As I moved forward, the rain became heavier and the water became colder.

Finally, snowflakes drifted in the sky, and a green mountain and green water were covered with a layer of silver-white armor. The surface of the stream is covered with ice crystals, but underneath the ice crystals is still the trickling stream. There was a "click" in the silent valley, and Fang Ze stepped his foot into the ice. The other foot "clicked" again and pulled out of the ice.

Fang Ze stopped, intending to take a break. The consumption of his soul power in this environment is too great, and if he doesn't surrender the spiritual power of water if he continues like this, he himself will probably have hung up first.

That is, a time of breathing, sudden mutation. The ice crystals gradually spread upwards along Fang Ze's ankles, reaching their knees at this time. If there were a few more breaths, Fang Ze's whole body would probably turn into a popsicle.

Fang Ze hurriedly ran his soul power, and with another "click", the ice crystals fell off with the skin and flesh on Fang Ze's legs. Fang Ze felt his brain dizzy, death was not the most terrible, what was terrible was the torture of wanting to die and not being able to die. If Fang Ze fails this time, then rest for a while and come back. But such an environment is destroying a person's fighting spirit.

"It is said that cultivation is a trip against the sky, and it seems that it is really difficult to fight with the sky. So what can be done? One word, it's all over it. ”

It used to be better with skin, but now there is no skin, and it's really flesh and blood.

"Gritting his teeth and pacing, the sound of clicking is disgusting. In order to distract himself, Fang Ze kept muttering about his improvised slippery words.

Finally, the days of torture came to an end.

The scene of green mountains and green waters gradually faded, and in the silk threads of ten thousand Daos, Fang Ze had already walked close to the water aura.

It was a translucent silk thread, the same thickness as Jin Xing's spiritual power, but the water spiritual power was softer, like a girl in her sleep, waiting for her to appear as Prince Charming.

Condense the soul power into a small hand, wanting to grasp the water aura. It's like subduing Jin Xing's spiritual power, forcibly dragging her into her own dantian qi sea.

Just when Fang Zezhi was full of pride, he found that he had returned to the foot of the green mountains and green waters. Unlike before, the sound of "boom, boom" sounded in my ears, and the torrent like an angry dragon on the top of the mountain rushed straight down for thousands of miles. In an instant, Fang Ze was in a world of water. Floating, suffocating, not seeing the light of day, no sense of direction.

Overcoming the fear in his heart, Fang Ze opened his eyes in the water. He saw that all the fish in the water were swimming in one direction, "the water was washed down from above, then the direction of the fish's tail was the place at the top of the mountain". Thinking of this, Fang Ze swam in the direction pointed by the tail of the swimming fish.

In his previous life, Fang Ze knew how to swim, and he could still remember the feeling of swimming. But in this life, the family he was born in was also extremely poor, and besides, there was only one small stream around his life, and there were no big rivers. Swimming is a process of muscle memory, and only repeated practice can you feel like swimming. People will not panic when they enter the water, and the more naturally they relax, the greater the buoyancy.

Fang Ze was choked several times in the water, his little hands and feet were paddling and fluttering, and he could swim a few meters forward. After adjusting his posture a few times, Fang Ze had the feeling of smashing Huanglong directly.

Hold your breath and swim for about a minute. Fang Ze felt as if the water was getting shallower, and he tried to stand up. Taking a few breaths, Fang Ze looked around. He found that his body was still standing in the green stream where he had been, and it was in the same position as when he first came here. Fang Ze's mouth burst out of a foul mouth, "Your uncle, what about playing Lao Tzu?"