As the so-called 100 days of broken muscles and bones, how can it be so easy to recover from a broken arm, but Zi Ran is not concerned about the broken arm now, there will always be a day when the broken arm will recover, it is only a matter of time, but the dantian destroyed under the lower abdomen is different, if the dantian is not repaired well, he will always be extremely painful. Although his strength is not stored in the dantian www.biquge.info the dantian is equally important, it is the foundation of human beings, the second heart.

It is a pity that the wisdom of countless predecessors could not find a feasible way, and there was no way for his own meager knowledge.

Ziran stood outside the door, looking at the world outside the fence in a daze.

At night, he lay on the bed, silently looking at the roof, as if thinking about something, still in a daze, and then fell asleep.

He had another dream, and like the previous dream, he saw a lot of that kind of imaginary and intangible substance, but this time he didn't go crazy trying to keep them.

He was still unconscious, and he didn't know that it was a dream, and he seemed extremely ignorant, like a newborn beast.

He watched them quietly like a bystander, forcibly suppressing the excitement that came from the depths of his consciousness, and paying close attention to it all.

Because of this calm, he saw a lot of different things, those things were changing all the time, constantly scattering or converging, or fading or thickening, strangely, he couldn't see those things, but he could feel these changes.

In the dream, of course, he didn't remember the previous dream, but he felt a sense of déjà vu, so he began to feel a little uncomfortable, and the world in the dream collapsed abruptly.

When he woke up, Ziran opened his eyes.

It was already dawn, and he rubbed his eyes, feeling so tired, as if he had not rested all night, and suddenly he thought of the dream again.

Although he almost forgot the dream after waking up, he remembered the strange thing that was formless and substantial, and thinking of this, Ziran's expression was a little complicated.

The two dreams were very similar, he didn't know what it meant, he just vaguely felt that there might be something to do with his dantian being broken.

He stood outside the door in a daze, thinking about the two things in his dreams and about the conversation that had benefited him so much.

The young man never told Ziran his name, and the little girl was the same, he looked at Ziran who was in a daze outside the door, and was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

"Actually, if you want to repair your broken dantian, it's not completely impossible." The young man said, standing under a large tree.

"What's the solution?" Ziran looked up and asked.

The young man did not speak, and at some point a small porcelain vase appeared in his hand.

"What is this?" Ziran noticed the small porcelain vase and was a little puzzled.

"Golden Crow Blood." The young man replied.

"What's the use?" Ziran seemed to have guessed something.

"I can help you rebuild the dantian." The young man replied with a smile.

Ziran was so excited that he even thought he had heard it wrong.

The young man threw the small porcelain vase in his hand to Ziran. Ziran hurriedly caught it with his left hand, and glanced at the young man with some complaints, thinking to himself, how could such a valuable thing be so careless?

Until now, Zi Ran can finally be sure that this young man is definitely not an ordinary person, in Zi Ran's eyes, this person is extremely mysterious and unfathomable, but he still doesn't dare to ask, because he has asked before, he doesn't want to answer, and he doesn't want to annoy others.

Ziran bowed his head respectfully and said. "Thank you for the gift." Although the man was young, it did not affect the respect in the slightest.

"The Golden Crow is a divine beast of fire, its blood is like magma, containing almost infinite power of fire, your dantian is destroyed, you need to rebuild it with the method of fire refining. But how to rebuild, you need to figure it out for yourself, because no one has used this method again. The young man said.

In fact, although Ziran's dantian was destroyed, it actually brought him some benefits, at least Lin Xie's punch also indirectly helped him a little.

As the so-called dantian connects the whole body, the qi sea connects the seven veins, the dantian passes through the whole body, the whole body can be powerful, and the qi and the sea connect the seven veins to be able to practice.

Zi Ran is one of the thousands of people in the world who have not been favored by fate, the main reason why he can't practice is that even the seven veins of his Qi Sea are blocked, there is no vitality in the Qi Sea, and the plug that blocks the seven veins will never be able to pull it out, but since he can't pull out the stopper, how can he have vitality in the dantian? It's an infinite loop.

Fortunately, he was punched by Lin Xie and burst the dantian qi sea, the qi sea was broken, and the plug that tightly blocked the seven veins was actually a little loose, and then Lin Xie's power forcibly entered from the outside, and then went out from the inside, which actually forcibly opened his seven veins. In fact, this is not chance or luck, this is some due reward for Zi Ran's life.

The seven veins are all connected, and the road of cultivation should be a smooth step.

But this is not a fact, his dantian exploded, one of the miracles of the world, he did not die, but it was difficult to live.

If other people were in such a situation, they would have completely despaired, given up, drunk and had fun all day, and then died alone.

But Ziran is a teenager who never knows what giving up is, and young people shouldn't give up in the first place.

He survived and saw hope for recovery.

Hope lies in the small porcelain vase in his hand, in the magma-like liquid in the small porcelain vase.

"Thank you for your guidance, but I don't think I'll give up on the hope I finally see, and besides, I will definitely succeed." Ziran bowed his head slightly and said with a smile.

"I hope so, I hope you can come out of the room, instead of me going to clean up a piece of coke then." The young man said calmly.

Ziran smiled slightly, stopped talking, returned to the room, and then sat cross-legged on the bed with difficulty with the severe pain in his lower abdomen, he opened the small porcelain bottle, poured the liquid inside into his mouth, and drank it all.

At the moment when Jin Wu's blood entered his body, Ziran only felt that he had drunk a sip of magma, and the pain was indescribable, so he fainted.

Then he began to dream, infinite pain came into the dream, he began to numb, he saw a lot of intangible and intangible things again, this time he felt the Tao extremely clearly, those things passed through his side, caressing his skin, he felt that the depths of his consciousness came out of the extremely comfortable feeling, this time he, in the dream finally had consciousness, he clearly recognized that these things were the heaven and earth vitality.

Jin Wu is a fire divine beast, and the power of fire contained in its blood can burn everything in the world, even the vitality of heaven and earth can be forcibly burned, and there will naturally be this kind of thing in the wisdom of countless predecessors, but there are two reasons why I haven't really tried this method.

First, the Golden Crow is a divine beast, extremely rare in the world, not to mention that the world is in awe of it, just the Golden Crow can burn the terrible power of everything in the world, and there are few people in this world who can catch it and then draw its blood.

The second reason is that almost all the people in the world who have broken the dantian have died, and no one has tried this method.

Without the slightest knowledge and experience, Ziran couldn't control this violent power of fire, he could only watch quietly.

And Zi Ran is extremely lucky that he has not been burned to charcoal now, his seven veins were opened by Lin Xie with a punch, that is, it was connected to the sea of qi, the blood of the golden crow is the power of fire, as long as it is power, the sea of qi can be accommodated, but in fact, Ziran's sea of qi is broken, so the blood of the golden crow through the seven veins flows into the sea of qi and begins to burn violently.

This is the reason why the golden black blood can rebuild the dantian qi sea, just like striking iron, the iron is melted into molten iron by the flame, and then tempered into harder steel, which is the meaning of rebirth from the fire.

Ziran sat on the bed, his cheeks were red and hot, his clothes were extremely dry and brittle, and his hair was slightly yellow. It's even hotter inside the house than the sun outside.

I don't know how long I sat on the bed like this.

The small courtyard under the stars is no longer so hot, with a little pleasant coolness, the young man sits on the stone bench in the small courtyard, there is a pot of tea on the stone table in front of him, he pours himself a cup, he looks at the tea in the cup, feels the faint heat coming from the room, and is silent.

The little girl sat on the stone bench on the other side, looking at her brother curiously, wanting to ask something, but seeing her brother's slightly serious expression, she just stuck out her tongue playfully and did not speak.

Ziran was still dreaming, and he began to feel that this dream was changing over time, or rather, it was slightly developing in the direction he wanted to see, from the original only being able to perceive the formless and insubstantial thing, to seeing more clearly, and then he could still grasp a trace, and then he found that he could still collect it into his body.

With change, change is getting faster and faster. He became more and more happy, he felt the burning and numb pain gradually disappearing, and the vitality between heaven and earth continued to merge into his body, and then flow into the sea of qi through the seven veins.

So Ziran opened his eyes and looked at his right arm, he untied the wooden strip on his arm, and then moved.

His eyebrows narrowed slightly, which was full of smiles, and he felt the pain in his lower abdomen no longer, he stood up, feeling the powerful power in his hands, and he finally couldn't help laughing.

He rebuilt the sea of qi, and finally succeeded in entering that wonderful world, successfully enlightened and condensed qi, and stepped into the second realm, the realm of condensation.