Chapter 7 Xuanli is made

Before the burning heat in his body subsided, a layer of frost started from his right hand, crawling all over his body little by little, and covering his body layer by layer, forming a smooth ice sculpture armor.

Inside is a furnace that constantly releases heat waves, and outside the body is a cold armor that far surpasses the cold winter.

The inside and outside intersect, the hot and cold intersect, the furnace in the body wants to warm the ice armor from outside the body, and the cold air emitted by the ice armor wants to rush into the body and extinguish the heat from the body.

One is hot and the other is cold, like two warring countries, using the body of the dragon as the battlefield, fighting and tearing each other, both wanting to defeat each other.

In this way, Long Zun who was on the battlefield was miserable, his body was like a swing, extremely cold for a while, and extremely hot for a while.

When it's cold, I can't wait to wrap my whole body in a quilt, and when it's hot, I can't wait to take off all my clothes and soak naked in a pool of cold pool water.

Alternating between hot and cold, repeatedly, making him sweat like rain for a while, and cold air all over his body for a while, he couldn't move, and he couldn't wait for someone to give him a knife and end his pain.

Time passed minute by minute, and his nerves tensed to the limit as he tried his best to endure it, and finally at a certain moment, his body could not bear the pain of cold and heat, and gradually lost consciousness and fainted.

By the time he woke up from his coma, it was already dawning outside.

Sitting on the head of the bed, he only felt that his whole body was sore, as if he had done a day's heavy work, and he still did not recover after a night.

However, to his peace of mind, the extreme cold and heat finally disappeared from his body, and the whole person returned to normal and could move freely.

Dragged his sour body down from the head of the bed, walked to the square table not far from the head of the bed, picked up the teapot on the table, opened his mouth to aim at the spout, and gulped off the tea inside.

When the last drop of tea in the teapot was in his mouth, he stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and then he felt that his feverish throat was much more comfortable.

"Master, what the hell is the Dao Yan Recipe you taught, fortunately your apprentice and I are blessed with a great life, otherwise our Wuji Sect would not have a sect master. He muttered something quietly, put down the teapot in his hand, and returned to the bedside.

As soon as he sat back at the head of the bed, he checked his body again uneasily, and when he checked the dantian, his pupils dilated suddenly, and his face was incredible, and then he laughed.

"Xuanli, Xuanli, I've cultivated Xuanli, I've become a cultivator, and I'm no longer a waste in everyone's mouth, haha!" Long Zun laughed and cried with joy, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Laughing for a long time, he wiped away the tears of joy on his face with his hands, and checked the extra Xuan Li in the dantian again uneasily, afraid that it was just a beautiful dream just now.

This time he was much more cautious, and the entire dantian was checked by him.

It was finally determined that the thin pale white line suspended at the top of the dantian was the Xuan power he had cultivated.

When he saw Xuanli, he should have been happy and happy, but he couldn't see any joy on his face, but was extremely nervous.

It turned out that in addition to the trace of Xuan power cultivated in the dantian, there was an inexplicable air mass of one green and one red in the lower position, two groups of the same size, but each occupying a chassis.

He controlled the trace of Xuan Power that he had cultivated, and when he slowly approached the cyan air mass, a chill suddenly emerged from the cyan air mass, and the trace of Xuan Power that he had just cultivated almost froze into an ice bar.

Fortunately, he moved quickly and controlled the trace of Xuan Power to run away in advance, otherwise the trace of Xuan Power that he had just cultivated might not end well.

Feeling the cold air in the cyan air mass, he immediately thought of the extremely cold feeling that tossed him to death at night, it should be the cyan air mass in the dantian that was a ghost, so the red air mass in another part of the dantian ......

Thinking of this, his body trembled involuntarily, and he hurriedly controlled the trace of mystical power to avoid the two air masses, one blue and one red, and he could hide as far as he could.

Looking at the trace of white Xuan power cultivated by himself in the dantian, like a little daughter-in-law, hiding in a corner aggrievedly, Long Zun said fiercely: "You wait, sooner or later I will let my cultivated Xuan Power devour you." ”

Sitting back on the bed with his knees crossed, his eyes closed, and he silently recited the Daoyan mantra in his heart, slowly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, transforming the Xuan power, and strengthening the Xuan power in the dantian.

The sun was in the sky, and the morning had passed, and Long Zun woke up from his cultivation with a wry smile on his face.

After cultivating for a morning, the Xuan Power could not be seen to increase in the slightest, and it was still that pale white Xuan Power, carefully hiding in a corner above the dantian.

"Master, I'm really right for you, if you don't take the elixir, it's too difficult for Dao Yanjue to improve your cultivation. Long Zun said to himself with a bitter face.

Grunt...... grunt

He lowered his head and rubbed his protesting stomach with his hand, and sighed, "Forget it, let's fill my stomach first!"

After getting dressed, he jumped out of bed, left the small courtyard where he lived, and walked towards the dining room of the Long family.

The Long family is also one of the best families in Zhulin Town, with many clansmen, only the patriarch and clan elders are eligible to enjoy the qualifications of the subordinates to send the food over, and the rest of the young clansmen all need to go to the dining room to eat by themselves.

Of course, if someone scolds you and is willing to help you deliver food from the dining room to the place where you live, this kind of thing is willing to fight and suffer, and the Long family will not care.

It's a pity that Long Zun is not the patriarch, and no one will slap him a waste, so he naturally has to go to the dining room to eat by himself.

Usually when he comes to the dining room, he can be late, so that he can avoid some people who don't want to meet, especially those doglegs around Long Chong.

He hadn't eaten for a day, his heart was already hungry, where would he still notice the time, not to mention that he had cultivated his Xuan Li and no longer had the dullness he used to have, and his whole person was a lot more cheerful.

At this time, it was noon, and there were more people going to the dining room to eat, Long Zun mixed in the flow of people, and walked towards the dining room little by little, of course, there were some discussions on the way.

He listened attentively, and most of the young Long family disciples who came to the dining room to eat were talking about the recruitment of disciples by the Yuntian Sect.

Long Zun thought to himself, apart from the third sister who cultivated in the Yuntian Sect, he should be the first Long family member to know the news.

Suddenly, his mind moved, considering whether he could go to the Yuntian Sect to give it a try, and whether he could be accepted as a disciple by the Yuntian Sect.

Immediately, he thought that his cheap master had passed on to him the position of the sect master of the Wuji Sect that he had never even heard of, and thought that he was also the head of the sect now, if he was a disciple of another sect, he would think that the cheap master would be able to come back to life!

Thinking of this, he burst out laughing.

The laughter was not loud, and it happened to be heard by the two teenagers not far in front of him, and these two people were regretting that they had no chance to go to the Yuntian Sect to participate in the selection because their strength was too low, and they could only watch some other Long family disciples go to the Yuntian Sect and be annoyed.

When they were talking to each other, they were interrupted by the sudden laughter of Long Zun.

The two of them turned to look at Long Zun behind them at the same time with gloomy faces, which made Long Zun stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that it must have been their laughter just now that caused the other party to misunderstand.