Gone and refreshed......

Qi Xiang stood up, feeling more wonderful than ever, and he waved his hand. The breeze blows between the fingers, and the traces of the rotation of the air flow are clearly reflected in the bottom of the heart.

In a trance, he had the illusion that he could leave the wind behind and hold it between his fingers if he wanted to.

The reason why the illusion is an illusion is because with his current strength, he will definitely not be able to do it. It's just that although you can't catch the wind, you can catch the trajectory of the wind, the changes in the clouds, and the flow marks of the water.

Slush claws, natural Taoism.

Qi Xiang raised his hand, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a slightly bitter smile.

If you don't die, you will be blessed. The cultivation has recovered, and his strength has reached a higher level, so it stands to reason that he should laugh and be very happy.

The problem is that there are some things that you don't know until you lose them to regret them.

For example, the power of the soul......

Qi Xiang touched his eyebrows, and for some reason, Zhihai was still in a closed state. In other words, even if he can meditate freely now, without any hindrance, and without stinging, he can't condense his soul.

Or, in other words, he can't cultivate his spiritual power now, and he can be regarded as cutting off the path of metaphysical cultivation. Not only is Xuanxiu's path broken, but even Wuxiu's path can't go on.

The bright energy, the dark energy, turned into flowing water, and never returned.

Of course, according to the law of energy conservation, what is lost, there must be something gained.

Now, he is not a Xuan Xiu, nor a Wu Xiu, but ...... Qi Refiner!

That's right, it's a Qi Refiner!

Inherited from the pre-Qin antiquity, cut off from the Ming and Qing dynasties of the Qi refiner!

The precious inheritance of Lu Zu's hundred-character tablet is a detailed map of cultivation and refining qi!

However, the method of refining qi that prevailed in the Tang and Song dynasties has reached modern times...... It's not inapplicable. Instead, it becomes very difficult, and it takes more effort to ponder and seek opportunities.

That's why it's said that this is a difficult and dangerous road, with thorns and flowers coexisting.

Qi Xiang is not cowardly, but just regretful.

After all, I have cultivated the power of the divine soul for more than a year. It's like this, and it seems that there is no hope for recovery, and this mood is naturally quite complicated, sighing and lost.

"But there should still be a possibility of salvation, right?"

Qi Xiang groaned, after all, although his sea of knowledge was closed, his spiritual power was obviously still there. Although when meditating, the head seems to be empty, like a broken bag full of holes. Can't store mental power.

But now, he can still use some spiritual power.

"Wow ......"

Qi Xiang stared, his fingers flicked slightly, and he stopped in the air and did not move. After a while, a faint mist gathered, and after another two or three minutes, the mist condensed and made a drop of crystal clear water beads.

A peanut-sized bead of water. It took him ten minutes.

This time was enough for him to run outside into Dongting Lake. Carrying ten jars of water back.

"Waste, waste!"

Qi Xiang shook his head and sighed, as soon as his thoughts moved, a wisp of innate true qi flashed on his fingertips, and the water beads were annihilated instantly. Then, he took a deep breath. Innate True Qi was circling in the dantian, and a huge cyclone was forming around his body.

Suddenly, the secret space surged, and clouds of mist swept together. Then it solidified rapidly, and then formed a dark cloud, and it rained heavily.

The whole process takes no more than a minute.

Qi refiner, calling for wind and rain, it's that simple.

This is also the reason why, in ancient times, the world called Qi refiners immortals.

Ye Fashan in the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Guolao, Lu Dongbin, those were immortals.

Chen Tuan, Zhang Boduan, and Bai Yuchan in the Song Dynasty were also immortals.

However, this is not that the world is ignorant and mistakenly treats the cultivators of Qi cultivation as immortals. In fact, Qi Xiang was very skeptical that these people had already cultivated into Jin Dan and become Earth Immortals.

Earth immortals, land immortals!

Even if you can't live forever, longevity and heaven are the same, you must be very powerful.

Anyway, according to the views of some modern cultivators of the Great Dao Society, those earth immortals, heavenly immortals, and immortals in ancient times probably expected that the spiritual energy on the earth would collapse, so naturally they would not stay and wait for death.

Therefore, those masters and powerful people either lifted the glow and ascended to the legendary heavenly court. Either that, a group of people gathered all their strength, worked together, and opened up a blessed place in the void space, and continued to be at ease.

Otherwise, it will be reduced to ashes.

Under the catastrophe, I am afraid that immortals are also like ants, some people can hide, some people are unlucky, and they will die!

Everything is fate.

Qi Xiang sighed, and then retracted his thoughts, the question of the sea of divine souls, and then slowly studied it in the future. Now, there is one thing that he can't bear for a moment.

At the right time, Qi Xiang stepped out, and the whole person appeared on the water surface of Dongting Lake. He stepped on the water waves, and his body of more than 100 catties floated gently, and there was no sign of falling and sinking at all.

The legendary reed crossed the river and crossed the water, and he easily did it.

Well, it's just that it doesn't last.

After persisting for half a minute, Qi Xiang found that the true qi in the dantian was seriously consumed, and he felt that the gains outweighed the losses, so he simply unloaded the true qi, and his body sank, but he did not sink to the bottom of the lake, but floated.

Qi Xiang swiped his hands, and his body was like an arrow off the string, swishing away.

In other words, it's really hard to have no soul.

While swimming in Dongting Lake, Qi Xiang secretly vowed that he must find a way to save his soul.

If there was a divine soul visit, why would he be so embarrassed.

He's stalking and exploring, looking for the big man who nearly killed him at the bottom of the lake.

Although he was at the bottom of the lake, between life and death, his physical potential exploded, and he cultivated his innate qi, and he even obtained the mystery of Lu Zu's hundred-character tablet, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

But one yard to one yard, what if he was unlucky and died at the bottom of the lake, wouldn't it be miserable?

There is kindness to repay kindness, and there is hatred and hatred.

Thinking of the pain of suffocating at the bottom of the lake, he felt the need to give a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

With the mood of seeking revenge, Qi Xiang swam in Dongting Lake for a while, and after observing a piece of water, he dived directly. As soon as he went deep into the lake, he closed his mouth and nose. Enter the state of fetal breath.

The inner breath flows through the body, and the pores of the skin open and close, constantly absorbing fresh air in the water.

For a moment, he also felt that the metabolism in his body had slowed down. Even the speed of the heartbeat has been extended several times. If he keeps the fetal breath in place from time to time, prolonging life is definitely not a problem.

Even now, Qi Xiang is confident that he can live to be two hundred years old.

It's just that prolonging his life is not his ultimate goal. After all, after the age of 100, the body will definitely enter the stage of aging, and its physiological functions will continue to deteriorate.

The world's pursuit of immortality often follows immortality. Attach an immortal.

Eternal life......

Eternal life, immortality, eternal youth.

This is the ultimate goal.

Qi Xiang naturally hopes that he can live to be two hundred years old, three hundred years old, or even a thousand years old, long live, and continue to maintain the physique of a young man. Youthful and vibrant. Energetic.

With such ambition and such pursuit, he is naturally full of motivation.

"Fetal breath, it's still a little weaker."

When Qi Xiang was diving, he was also pondering: "There is still innate true qi, and it has not reached the end of life." A constant stream of realms. True Qi is consumed, and even if it can automatically return qi, it will take a certain amount of time......"

"The next step should be to exercise the internal organs."

Qi Xiang pondered and meditated: "We must reach the realm of mountains and clouds with deep breath and full of internal organs. ”

This is the sequelae of the big/leap/advance. The foundation is shaky.

People practice inner boxing, step by step, from bright energy, dark energy, and then to the realm.

At the time of the transformation of the realm, the five internal organs and six internal organs are exercised, until the inner breath is full, just like the momentum of the clouds of the five peaks, thick and unfathomable.

When this stage is reached, it can stimulate and purify the hematopoietic system, exchange blood and wash the marrow.

Slowly and persistently purify the blood, persevere, and persevere, you can naturally be reborn, and then you have the opportunity to condense the innate qi.

However, Qi Xiang took a trick, and he took a shortcut to the south. One step in place, directly innate.

Although he didn't suffer for this, he almost took a small life, and it was completely a harvest earned with his life, which is not a pie in the sky and a big luck.

But as a result of the airborne, there must be some drawbacks.

Fortunately, the pros outweigh the disadvantages, and the most difficult framework has been laid, and the next thing to do is to pile up step by step in the framework.

Qi Xiang is now 100% sure that within 20 years, he will build a foundation and enter the Tao.

Then, the sword pointed straight at Jindan Avenue.

Jindan Avenue, the land immortal, the goal that the people of Shui Yue Sanren have been chasing all their lives, and they still have not succeeded until death.

Qi Xiang also hopes that he will not follow in the footsteps of his ancestors......

Feeling nostalgic, he dived to the bottom of the lake, and then saw the steel falling in the mud and weeds.

A cut of steel, scattered and abandoned, is naturally his masterpiece.

Qi Xiang glanced at the specific location, and began to search around. Soon, he made new discoveries and saw several bronze objects.

Needless to say, this bronze vessel is something that the wanderer brought with him when he fled, which is deliberately looking for death.

His fate must be more than lucky.

Qi Xiang sighed, thinking about the acquaintance, and then searched nearby to see if there was any corpse of the wanderer. If there is, take it away by the way, and choose another place for burial, which can be regarded as giving him a ride.

After looking for a while, he didn't find the body of Youziyin, but found the body of the middle-aged Uncle Li.

The middle-aged man was very miserable, and the bones in his body seemed to have been crushed, and then he was tormented to death by digging out his heart and lungs. That hideous and terrifying appearance, he glanced at it, and didn't want to look at it more.

“…… Wrong! ”

It was this glance that made Qi Xiang frown.

After Uncle Li died, he was tied to a big iron ball and thrown to the bottom of the lake to extinguish, which is a very normal situation. It's just that, judging by the extent of the corpse's decomposition, it seems like a few days have passed, right?

"Could it be that my cultivation in the secret realm is not just one day, but seven or eight days?"

The time estimation error made Qi Xiang fall into a frustrated mood...... (To be continued......)