Back in the room, I sat cross-legged and meditated, thinking about the scene of today's treatment for Zhao Rui. This was the first time Fang Ze had used aura to do something for such a long time since he came to this world.

During this period, he took the Returning Qi Pill six times, and each time the number increased. This shows that the amount of aura in Fang Ze's body is growing at any time. This situation may be a good thing for others, but it is definitely not good for Fang Ze.

There are still five kinds of nine aura, if before the five kinds of auras are fully implanted. If the aura in his body grows too fast, then Fang Ze will definitely explode and die.

Thinking of this, Fang Ze shuddered. In the past few days, Fang Ze has been a little carried away by the joy of the harvest that took advantage of the fire to rob, and he is often worried about what has not come. In fact, all this is a waste of time and a drain of life. Having made up his mind, Fang Ze immediately entered the state of cultivation.

Unleashed a large amount of soul power, looking for the aura he wanted among the many spiritual energy threads. "No, no, no, no......"

Again and again, again and again, vetoed. Just rummaging through it boringly, for an hour, two hours, three hours......

When he found the fourth hour, Fang Ze saw two auras that he wanted to implant. One is the fire spirit power, and the other is the light spirit power.

Fang Ze couldn't decide for a while, "Which of these two spiritual powers should be implanted first?" However, in my current situation, the power of the five elements is still two of them. The Five Elements are a perfect circulatory system, or do you gather the Five Elements first. In the end, if you really can't do it, it's okay to swap out the light and darkness. ”

With a thought in his mind, he took out two Awakening Pills from the ring. One is taken and one is held under the tongue.

Awakening Pill is a one-star primary elixir that has the effect of refreshing the mind. When used in battle, it can make the mind clear and the mind is level.

The first pill is taken to sweep away the previous fatigue, and the second pill under the tongue is to prevent delirium during cultivation.

After adjusting his state, Fang Ze released his soul power and approached the spiritual power of Huoxing. The closer he got, the more wrong Fang Ze felt. No resistance, no attack, no illusion. With a slight clench of the big hand made of soul power, he held the silk thread of fire spiritual power.

With a slight pull, the silk thread of the fire spiritual power broke instantly. Holding the spiritual power of fire, he moved closer to the dantian little by little, but there was still no movement.

The more this was the case, the more Fang Ze didn't dare to take it lightly. It's so quiet, it's horribly quiet.

If there is a strong soul power here, you will see a strange picture. A three-year-old child, wielding a powerful soul hand, holds a red silk thread. The end of this thread comes from the void. The big hand led the silk thread closer to the dantian, and the long silk thread was gradually banished from the void.

Finally, Fang Ze understood that something was wrong, and the previous subjugation of the aura was to tear off a section and implant it in the dantian. How could it be an endless tug this time, as if it could be connected directly to any place.

Mobilize more soul power, turn into a quick knife, and directly cut off the silk thread. The other big hand held the spiritual power of the fire line, wanting to send it into the dantian. But just when the knife cut the silk thread, the silk thread in the big hand immediately turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Fang Ze was a little confused at first, but after thinking about it, he understood. There is no combustible, there is no source, and the flame is naturally extinguished.

Holding the silk thread of the fire spiritual power again, he pulled, broken, and dragged it towards the dantian, this time at a much faster speed than last time.

After the spiritual power of fire enters the dantian, cut it off. About ten centimeters of the silk thread of fire spiritual power entered the dantian, and with a slight stroke of the fast knife, it blocked the connection between the fire spiritual power and the outside world.

Looking inwardly at the dantian, the silk thread of the spiritual power of fire was like a graceful and graceful flame dancer, slowly descending above the dantian. Fang Ze was a little impatient, the exercises were already familiar with his heart, just waiting for this fire spiritual power to fall into the dantian. The implantation immediately began, opening up the meridians and forming a cyclone.

Fang Ze was nervous and excited, expectant and greedy, watching the spiritual power of the fire slowly fall.

I saw that the fire spirit power had just stuck to the edge of the dantian, and the wood cyclone was ignited with a "bang". This was something Fang Ze didn't expect, after the wood cyclone ignited, the thunder cyclone was also slowly ignited. Fang Ze's quiet dantian suddenly became lively, a picture of a big flame, a small flame, and a ten-centimeter spark.

That ten-centimeter-long section of fire spiritual power seemed to be like a naughty child, glancing at Fang Ze with disdain. As if to say, "Little brat, you still want to subdue me? I have to let you know that I am good." ”

For Fang Ze, everything is a trivial matter, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't accept the implant. If the wood aura is burned out, it will be more than worth the loss.

Among the five elements, Jin Ke Mu and water overcome fire, Fang Ze hurriedly mobilized these two spiritual powers. The spiritual power of water was divided into two, and the cyclone of thunder and wood was swooped down respectively. Soon the flame on the thunder spiritual power was extinguished, and the golden spiritual power turned into a light shield to protect the cyclone of the thunder spiritual power.

After solving the matter of the spiritual power of thunder, look back at the aura of the wood. The situation here is very serious, and the fire formed by the wood aura and the fire aura is monstrous. The entire dantian qi sea was fiery red, and Fang Ze felt a huge heat in his abdomen, as if he was about to be roasted, and his skin was faintly red. If there was a thermometer now, Fang Ze's body surface temperature would have to reach more than fifty degrees.

At this time, Fang Ze only had one thought, Mu Xing's aura was gone, and he didn't want to be burned to death again.

Spit out the Awakening Pill in his mouth, and then took out five Awakening Pills and ten Returning Qi Pills from the Na Ring and put them in his mouth. Mobilizing the aura of water to run around his body, his body temperature dropped slightly, and Fang Ze manipulated the spiritual power of water to rush towards the cyclone of wood. The Wood Cyclone was insane, and the fire was fierce and unstoppable.

For a while, Fang Ze was numb, and his previous life experience was not enough for him to deal with such a situation. It is impossible to forcibly extinguish the fire, but at present, you can't give up the hard-earned wood aura.

Biting the tip of his tongue, the essence and blood melted and the elixir was quickly absorbed. Fang Ze fell into a brief meditation: "Heaven has spirits, trees have roots, heavenly spirits create all things, and rhizomes are full of fragrance. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. A fire can burn the sky and destroy the earth, and as long as the roots of the plants are still there, there will be a time for the spring flowers to bloom. ”

Everything was clear, Fang Ze no longer used the aura of water to extinguish the fire. Instead, the aura of water is aimed at the bottom of the wood cyclone, which is the fibrous root where the wood cyclone connects with the sea of qi. A large amount of water aura, like no money, rushed straight to the bottom of the cyclone.

At first, the base of the cyclone was reddish copper, but after being washed by the current, it gradually turned dark red, and finally it turned a little black. Seeing this, Fang Ze immediately mobilized the golden aura. The golden aura turned into a light shield, cutting off the connection between the upper and lower parts of the wood cyclone, and protecting the little fibrous roots of the wood aura.

Immediately, Fang Ze closed the meridians that connected to the Wood Cyclone, cutting off the connection between the aura and the outside world. Such a hand-to-hand approach can be regarded as completely controlling the fire.

On the other hand, the fire was gradually extinguished due to the lack of fuel replenishment. The fire spirit silk thread on the side saw this scene and was a little unwilling. He squirmed twice and was about to dissipate.

After suffering such a big dark loss, how could Fang Ze let her go. The soul power quickly wrapped it and ran along the meridians of the fifth aura.

"The dantian leaves the small intestine and ascends to the extreme spring to reach the clear spirit. Shaohai descends to meet the spiritual road, and there are three essences through the Shenmen. Shaofu Shaoheng is a window door, and Shaoheng Shaofu can be reversed. God leads the aura back to the intestines, and once you enter the dantian, you are clear and clear. The true number of five or nine days of the week is fixed, and four hundred and fifty need to run. When it came to the ninety-ninth return day, the heavens, the earth, the ghosts and gods were shocked. ”

After four hundred and fifty cycles, a red cyclone slowly swirled. Withdrawing the light shield that protected the Wood Cyclone, Fang Ze carefully observed the dantian. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, as soon as you see the cyclones of different sizes in the dantian, you can't get angry.

Fang Ze secretly scolded in his heart: "This grandma's fire aura, you can hurt me." If it weren't for my family background, I really wouldn't be able to control you. ”

The dantian can be described as uneven, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

The white cyclone is the largest and absorbs the aura the fastest. Silver and red cyclones are next to this, about half the size of white cyclones. The blue cyclone consumes only one-tenth of the white cyclone. And the cyan cyclone is the most pitiful, and it is impossible to see at all if you don't look closely. Walk in and take a closer look, a transparent root with a moss-sized cyan cyclone on top of it, spinning imperceptibly.

Now the aura of the wood is alive like a dying patient, as if a breeze can take away his life.

"Well, I can't do anything else for a while in the future, so balance the various forces. Other people's cultivation is all accumulation and accumulation, and then they reach a qualitative leap. I don't just have to accumulate, I have to pay attention to balance. It's too difficult, it's not cultivation, it's torture. I don't know if I made the wrong string and chose such an unknown exercise. If ......"

Fang Ze kept complaining in his heart, maybe only in this way would he feel a little relaxed.

Retracting his mind, Fang Ze rummaged through the ring to find the elixir that was beneficial to him.

"Returning Qi Dan? Nine to Dan is not suitable. Lingchen Dan? It's too fierce. Hurry up and stay away. What kind of pills did the family have collected this week? Why do you have everything? Forget it, I won't look for it, and I will go to Zhao Tong's in a few days to get the reward. Use that hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to cook and condition well, maybe the aura of the wood can be restored. ”

Fang Ze just wanted to exit the ring space, but was attracted by an item in the corner.

"What is that? It looks like the lamp from before? Why does it shine? Take it out and look at it, maybe it's a good baby." ”

He took out the ill-gotten lamp and wiped the dust from it. At this time, the top of the bronze lamp, that is, the position of the wick, faintly shone with a glimmer of light. If you don't look closely, you won't find it at all.

Looking at the lamp, Fang Ze thought to himself, "Why did this lamp react? I couldn't let out a fart before." Could it be that it has something to do with the aura of fire?"

Thinking of this, Fang Ze sent out a trace of fire aura and injected it into the lamp. With the infusion of fire aura, the wick gradually glowed red. As the red light became brighter and brighter, suddenly the light flashed, and the lamp actually disappeared out of thin air in Fang Ze's hand.

Fang Ze was shocked in his heart and shouted, "It's not good." ”