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According to the small method taught to him by Huo Qiu that day, he began to feel the existence of the aura around him.

"Mission...... Seal ......" seemed to hear a faint voice in his ears.

"Who's here!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, opened his whole body to the limit, and concentrated on feeling the abnormal movements around him, only then a strange sound appeared in his ears, startling him into a cold sweat.

You must know that Feng Yin has been a killer for more than ten years, and almost nothing can be hidden from his ears, but it was too abnormal at that moment, and there was nothing unusual at this time.

"Damn, could it be that I just started cultivating and wanted to be a fire demon. Feng Yin slandered, because Huo Qiu also told him about the process when he told him about the cultivation method that day, and he didn't mention the vision of a voice coming back from his ears. He found a more secluded place and continued to cultivate.

Sure enough, this time there was no sound around, and he successfully felt the aura around him, colorful and gorgeous, flowing like liquid, with vigorous energy, which was the most original composition of all spell Dao rules.

"The first step is to absorb the spirit and knock on the door of the monasticism. ”

He tried to incorporate the aura into his body, concentrating it on the position of the dantian in his abdomen. That is the lifeblood of all cultivators, and it is also the first step to open the door to the path.

Gradually, he succeeded, and there was some aura around his body that was communicated by him, and entered his body with his thoughts, but most of it was dispersed in the process of entering the dantian, and only a small part poured in.

But when he continued to communicate with the aura entering the body, those aura dissipated in the process of entering, and did not continue to pour into the body.

At this time, he also felt a sense of fullness in his soul, and he understood that his dantian had not been opened at this time, and only a very small amount of spiritual energy was attached to the dantian.

"Yes, I'm just an outsider, I don't have the corresponding cultivation cheats, I can only do this step......"

If you want to continue to include it, you must have the corresponding scriptures or records in the Fa, and Huo Qiu did not guide him in this step, because those involved the secret books of the sect must be introduced to become a disciple before they can be observed.

Feng Yin continued to try for a while, but it still didn't work, but he thought of another way, since the aura can be attached to the dantian, can it also be attached to other parts.

He thought about it and felt that it was feasible, and continued to guide the aura into his body, and the colorful aura slowly poured in from his limbs and even the top of his head under his drive.

Bit by bit, the aura was like a little elf, passing through his pores, through his muscles, and being guided by Feng Yin into the veins of bones.

Gradually, the surrounding aura covered his limbs and bones, and he found that after the aura of each acupuncture point entered, it would be slowly absorbed by the acupuncture point where it was, and then continue to guide, still being absorbed.

What Feng Yin didn't know was that this was the aura of heaven and earth actively changing his meridians, mending his defects as a mortal, after all, he had been a killer for more than ten years, and some places had been worn out and were no longer perfect, and at this time he was repaired with a new look, like a newborn baby.

He stood up and found himself refreshed, with all his limbs in order, and his actions much easier than before.

"This should be a kind of alternative practice. Feng Yin touched the back of his head, and vaguely felt that his qi and blood seemed to be a little stronger than before.

Turning his head to look at the three corpses, Huo Qiu had never taught him how to open the dantian, but he had told him how to collect treasures from the dantian. Although he didn't open the dantian, he still had aura, and there were three dantians not far away for him to practice.

He tried it, and it was really feasible, and he took out three jade gourds from the three of them. In fact, he didn't know that this method could only be used on the dead, and it would be difficult for the living to get out of the dantian even if they didn't resist.

Feng Yin tried to inject some aura from his body, and suddenly there was more information in his mind.

"The mystery of space?!" Feng Yin was surprised.

It turned out that these three jade gourds were magic weapons for storing things, and they had the effect of mustard seeds and Sumeru, and all three of them put their belongings in them.

Feng Yin used the information in his brain to open them one by one, and because the three of them died, the spiritual consciousness attached to them had also dissipated, and he easily opened them. There were some bottles and jars in it, and there were pills in them, Feng Yin didn't know what the effect was, so he didn't dare to use them rashly.

There were also some materials used in refining and bits and pieces such as clothes, which he did not look at carefully.

But there was a parchment scroll that caught his eye, with a portrait of a man about thirty years old, with eyebrows slightly thicker than normal, but the overall appearance was not remarkable.

The portrait is vivid, the title says Wanted, and the following content is probably that this person's name is Tang Yi, who is a thief in the Eastern Hundred Regions, and the treasures he has stolen are huge, and the crime is monstrous. It is suspected that he lurked in a certain warship and followed him to Earth, and then if he caught it, he could exchange it for rich treasures.

Feng Yin looked at it and threw it aside, and then he saw another object, which made him ecstatic. It was a book, and it was written on it! When I opened it, I really had a way to break through the dantian.

"I'm not lucky to send a pillow for sleepiness. ”

Feng Yin stood up and laughed, put away the jade gourd with the usable things, and then lit a fire to burn and bury the three corpses, and turned to leave.

He needs to find a quiet and aura place to break open the dantian, and then go to find the place where he has lived for several years, hoping that it has not yet been discovered, although the possibility is slim.

He didn't feel any sense of belonging to the planet, and for as long as he could remember, he had only been in the base, barely going out, and the only thing that cared him was there. At this time, although he was a lot happier to find the Canglan Sutra, there was also a faint sense of oppression in his heart. Because the current world has been occupied by those god-like characters, whether or not they can survive is a great challenge.

On the other side, some great powers have already tamped the boundaries they occupied, and with unpredictable mana, they have fallen to the ground such as the main hall of the sect. The ship floated above as a deterrent to prevent other Outlanders from fighting for it.

Among them, there is a sect that occupies an extremely wide area, and on that day, the gods are so full of light that even the clouds in the sky are dispelled. Five sacred mountains descended directly from the sky, four mountains surrounded one mountain, and the clouds and mist in the sky were only halfway up the mountain. Only five mountains occupy the size of two or three cities, and they are extremely majestic, and they are a few supreme powers of this sect that are moved from the ancestral land using great magical powers, and the strangeness of the means is jaw-dropping.

The ships above were nowhere to be seen, but none of the sects dared to fight for it.

There is a palace on the mountainside of one of the mountains, surrounded by spiritual energy, and there is a large array of spiritual gatherings around the palace, which no longer collects the surrounding spiritual energy all the time, and even the spiritual energy here is much denser than in other regions.

There was an old man in the palace, who was sitting cross-legged on the platform in the center of the main hall with his eyes closed, surrounded by aura, and a halo entwined him, setting off like a god.

A middle-aged man walked into the palace, bowed down to the old Taoist, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master, the soul lamp of the three apprentices of the disciple has exploded, and I am afraid that they will all be killed by other cultivators while traveling outside. ”

"Oh, who is so bold as to dare to look at the name of my Canglan Hall as if it were nothing, and act boldly. ”

The old monk is definitely not young, age spots are almost all over his body, his eyes have never opened, but the powerful aura emitted by his disciples does not dare to look directly, he is not shocked and extremely calm, and continued: "You sent your disciples to check on it, which junior did not open his eyes and went to seek justice." ”

"Venerable Master, its ...... One of them is your youngest son, Zhao Rushi. At this time, the man was so frightened that cold sweat was about to flow out, and he said another news with extreme caution.

Boom –

The old man opened his eyes, and his eyes were as bright as stars, bursting with an unknown terrifying aura. The surrounding divine ring was even brighter, reflecting the main hall brightly, and the middle-aged man was forced to retreat again and again by his momentum, but he didn't dare to resist in the slightest, and lowered his head.

"Bastard! When Zhao Gongqi died, I couldn't do it! I dared to kill the soldiers. You personally bring someone to investigate, and if you can't solve it, don't come back to see the teacher. The whole hall was shaking, representing the wrath of the old man.

This is the power of a generation of powers, even joy and anger can affect all things in the world, calling for wind and rain to do anything.

Zhao Gongqi is the great elder of the Canglan Palace, almost all the people in the door and his generation are old and dead, his power is great in the Canglan Palace, but in his old age, he has long since stopped asking about other things, and only hopes to touch a higher realm in his lifetime.

And Zhao Rushi was the son he had in his later years, the most expensive and the most favored. But because he is pampered on weekdays, there is no one in his eyes, and he is even more arrogant and arrogant when he comes to the earth, but he has suffered bitterly in the hands of Feng Yin. Knowing that the child who had only been in his later years was killed here, Zhao Gongqi was extremely angry.

"The disciple obeyed. The middle-aged man replied resignedly, although Zhao Rushi was nominally his disciple, his net worth and life were far more than this person, so at this time, he had to go into battle in person to seek justice for Zhao Rushi.