Gu Yin repeated the route of the spiritual power cycle several times before he settled down and began to cultivate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Silently reciting Wanmu Fengchun's mental method, this time there was no obscurity and difficulty before, and the meaning of the words began to be slowly comprehended as the spiritual power flowed.

At the same time, changes are taking place in the mountain streams...... With Gu Yin as the center, the trees, flowers and plants within a radius of one mile are inclined in her direction, faintly showing the tendency of pilgrimage. Streams of fine spiritual power flowed out of the plants like cocoons and slowly merged into Gu Yin's body.

The sound of insects is more joyful, like an improvised band, soothing everyone's nerves.

Bai Zhi crouched to the side like a statue, he was not distracted by the cheerful sound of insects, except for the occasional staring at one or two rare plants drooling, barely serious all the time.

Gu Yin couldn't see the changes in the outside world, but he could feel the green spiritual power flowing from the limbs into the meridians, and the indescribable whole body was soothing, and as the spiritual power circulated in the body over and over again, every pore of the body was dilated. It turns out that the feeling of cultivation is so wonderful.

The absorption of spiritual power lasted for about an hour, and Gu Yin suddenly felt the millet grain that was silent in the dantian move. She controlled her spiritual power and just finished a cycle, and returned to the sea of qi in the dantian, when she saw the millet grains tremble slightly, and the sea of qi was instantly empty...... This is? Millet grains sucked all the spiritual power in her body?

The sound of insects in the mountain stream almost disappeared as the millet grains trembled, and the trees and flowers quietly lowered their heads and did not respond. It was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard, not to mention the arrival of evil spirits.

This time it was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a transparent body and a hideous face, and the two eyeballs, which were almost protruding from the sockets, were flipped upward, and only white eyeballs could be seen.

"Leave him alone." Wen Tingyan's voice sounded in his head.

Hearing this, Gu Yin closed his eyes tightly, trying to continue to absorb spiritual power, ignoring the evil ghost.

The demon went straight to Gu Yin, his blackened hands stretched out to her stomach, and the transparent hand passed through her abdomen.

A black soul power appeared in her dantian, and quickly merged into the veins, like a refugee entering the kitchen, scattering and fleeing. Dantian's millet grains felt the invasion of "outsiders", and spit out all the spiritual power they had just incorporated as if they were angry, even more than they had absorbed into it.

Gu Yin's divine consciousness has been observing the strange scene in his body, and when he saw the appearance of spiritual power, he immediately concentrated on it, Wen Tingyan said that he couldn't let spiritual power and soul power conflict. After all the spiritual power spit out by the millet grains was controlled by Gu Yin, the soul power did not have any hindrance, and rushed towards the millet grains, and the millet grains trembled as if they were frightened.

At this time, a familiar gas joined this complicated struggle, carrying Wen Tingyan's breath. The spiritual power was controlled by himself, millet grains and soul power were fighting in the dantian, Wen Tingyan's input gas was different from ordinary spiritual power, millet grains saw his gas, and immediately behaved very closely, and in the process of "fighting", he also became brave, and gradually with the help of Wen Tingyan, the soul power in the dantian was "eaten" clean, and then he swept through the meridians to destroy all the soul power. The demon let out a terrible roar, and with it disappeared.

Gu Yin was dumbfounded.

The millet grains ate the soul power, and lay quietly in the corner of the dantian again, and no longer absorbed the spiritual power.

Wen Tingyan withdrew his strength at this time, and said with a smile: "Ah Yin has practiced qi at the third level, are you happy?" ”

Continue to be stunned.

Three floors? The level of Dahua cultivation is divided into five stages: Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, and Shenhua, of which there are nine levels of Qi training, and the remaining four realms are divided into four stages: before, during, and after the Great Perfection. People with general qualifications can build a foundation before the age of thirty, even if they are small materials, the Jindan period is considered a medium asset, and as long as they can enter the Yuan infant stage, they are considered the peak of the world. In the Dahua world, there are never more than 15 avatars.

At this stage of Qi refining, it is normal for a layer of cultivation for two or three years. In less than two hours, she actually refined the third layer of qi?

"Tut-tut, the qualifications of the little kid are really against the sky." Bai Zhi exclaimed, the seven-year-old third-layer qi refining is not an exaggeration. He has only relaxed now, there are no particularly powerful ghosts, and it is good that he is not needed to deal with the aftermath.

"My Ayin is naturally the best." Wen Tingyan's sloppy tone began again, he didn't let Ayin practice completely because—there was no need to worry at all. Cultivation is not the point, the point is to cover up that demon pill.

Wen Tingyan's voice pulled a certain sound's thoughts back to reality, observing the changes in her body like watching a play, inexplicably to the third layer of qi refining, she always thought that she was a silk grass, and decided to work hard, but she turned out to be gold and jade? Does this glow? Feeling the sea of qi that was much more abundant than before, Gu Yin believed in the fact that he was refining the third layer of qi.

"Ayin Ayin, let's have tea." Wen Tingyan was obviously in a good mood.

And when Gu Yin was held in Wen Tingyan's arms again to "drink tea", he regretted coming to the ring a little. What is this person, why is he so clingy?

Wen Tingyan didn't care about the little child's stinky face, picked up the teacup and brought it to her mouth, and asked while saying that our Ayin had worked hard in cultivation, "Ayin, have you seen the changes outside?" ”

Who cultivates hard, reasonable, Gu Yin felt that she hadn't done anything, but Wen Tingyan's last help was more than herself.

She recalled for a moment and said, "The trees outside seem to have withered a lot, and when I was cultivating, I felt that the spiritual power I inhaled seemed to be carrying the aura of grass and trees, and it should have been absorbed from those trees. ”

"Ayin is so smart." Wen Tingyan took a sip of tea from the teacup she had drunk and said, "This Wanmu Fengchun cultivation is the method of extracting the essence of plants and trees, but don't you think there is anything wrong with this?" ”

Gu Yin basically didn't need to think, and said: "It's a bit too much to kill the spirit of grass and trees and grow your own strength. ”

"Ah Yin doesn't think that things compete with each other, and the law of the jungle is the way of cultivation?" Wen Tingyan handed the teacup he had drunk back to her mouth.

Gu Yin felt helpless, put aside his mouth and didn't drink, and said, "The weak eat the strong, like Gu Qi does to me?" ”

Wen Tingyan stubbornly handed the teacup to her mouth, and thoughtfully blew the tea to cool it down, "What do you think of the withered grass and trees?" You've taken most of their spiritual power. ”

"Senior brother, you don't have to fool me, the name of Wanmu Fengchun doesn't mean to make the grass and trees wither." I don't know when Gu Yin already had a keen detection ability for the flickering of the senior brother, and he did everything perfectly, but he always left half of his speech. Holding the teacup against his lips and refusing to leave, Gu Yin reluctantly took a sip.

"Collect first and then release, as for how much you can do, it depends on your personal ability." The tone is a little pleasant, and cultivating a little intimacy or something is the favorite of the senior brother. "The Heavenly Dao of Ten Thousand Trees and Spring lies in the sum of all things, and the killing and domineering way is not suitable for this exercise, nor is it suitable for you."

Wen Tingyan paused for a moment before continuing: "Senior brother knows that our family Ayin has suffered a lot of grievances in his previous life, but he doesn't want Ayin to become a monster who only knows how to pursue fame and fortune and cultivation, this is my selfishness. There are hundreds of exercises suitable for the single wood spiritual root, and there are also better ones than ten thousand trees in spring, but I chose it for you. If you don't want to, I can choose a more domineering exercise for you, and the speed of cultivation will be faster than now. ”

Gu Yin naturally didn't know what the purpose of Wen Youxian suddenly said this, she was moved by the senior brother's worries and thoughts, and no longer cared about his usual nonsense, and said: "Wanmu Fengchun is very good, since he has come all over again, when he has a grudge with the Wang Gu family, Gu Yin will do his best and will not let resentment blind him." Senior brother rest assured. ”

Wen Tingyan silently gave himself a thumbs up, his little junior sister is kind-hearted, hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, which is really easy to coax.

In fact, the choice of exercises in a person's life is very important, and choosing a good one is the stereotype of a person's cultivation style, Wen Tingyan privately did not want Gu Yin to become a fierce killer in the exercise competition, but chose a path for her that was more capable of protecting herself and others. Senior Sister Gu has no concept of these things in the future, and Senior Brother can naturally make good decisions~