Clear like the sweetest berries in the world, with a slightly cool breath, more like warm spring water, this wisp of pale cyan mist with a strange feeling from the nose straight to the brain, as if a cloud of Hongmeng chaotic qi was generated in the position of An Yu's eyebrows in the mud pill palace

Who would have expected that he gave Qinglianzi a Ziyou Pill, but he got a trace of infinite aura from Qinglianzi's feedback, even if she had never run mana in her body, An Zhen also knew that Qinglianzi had done her a great favor!

This is a big favor, and he directly opened his own mud pill palace with external force.

Just as the dantian is the foundation of cultivating immortals, and the mud pill palace is the foundation of cultivating immortals.

It's just that immortal cultivators first exhale spiritual energy in the dantian, then refine and refine the Qi in the Jiang Palace, and finally open the mud pill before they can enter the stage of refining the Qi and transforming the gods!

The thoughts in his mind tossed and turned, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, An Zhen's eyes widened, his black apricot-like eyes flashed with strange brilliance, and he only felt that the whole brain seemed to sound with a curling fairy sound, and even his expression was happy, and his body was even more soft and relaxed, and the comfortable feeling of bathing in the Yao Pond made him unable to think about how all this happened, and only subconsciously closed his eyes

Then, An Zhen's whole person fell directly on the side of the wide lotus leaf.

The "unconscious" An Zhen never noticed that at this moment, the lotus leaves that were originally spread out gently on the surface of the pool slowly lifted the edges and surrounded her in the middle, as if she was holding a treasure in one hand, caring for her, and carefully looking like a mother treating a baby.

The lotus leaf on the side of the lotus leaf hung down the buds, and the tip of the tip overflowed with traces of pale cyan mist, which touched Anyu's nose, so that she could breathe out all the mist, and then under the skin of her eyebrows, a little bit of pale cyan fluorescence visible to the naked eye flickered and dimmed, obviously in the Mud Pill Palace, earth-shaking changes were taking place in the Mud Pill Palace.

It's just that this change is difficult for others to notice, and what is even more amazing is that the trace of aura is refracted by the sun, and in the faint cyan, there is a touch of purple, which flows like a light condensation, and the fragrance does not disperse, and it is intoxicating.

And An Zhen, who slept in the lotus leaves, entered the Mud Pill Palace with the slightest aura, and a unique fragrance also exuded from the breath, which was condensed but not dispersed, long and slender

At night, a hazy moon shadow hangs high above the dark sky, and the stars are also obscured by dense clouds, which is a kind of oppressive depression, which makes people feel sentimental.

The night in Xuanzhou is a little different from the daytime, the gale is fierce, and the sound is like thunder, fortunately, every immortal official palace has a formation to isolate the gale wind, and there will be no discomfort in it.

At this moment, sitting in the boudoir of Luoxia Garden, only a little fire candle was shining, but it was not dim, An Zhen seemed to be in a daze, his eyes were circulating, and he seemed to be thinking, his lips were even tighter, and he was holding the "Golden Liquid Dan Sutra" that He Junxian copied for himself, but he didn't move.

"It can't be."

I don't know how long it took, An Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Could it be that I fell asleep during the day, so I had a strange dream?" ”

Wanting to recall how he fell asleep on the lotus leaf before, but couldn't remember it anyway, An Zhen made a bitter face, put down the Danjing, patted his little face with both hands, and made two crisp "pop" sounds, but his mind was still a mess, and he couldn't find any clues.

"That's it, just trust your instincts!"

After saying this, An Zhen's eyebrows widened, and he quickly put his troubles behind him, and his little daughter's heart was undoubtedly revealed: "I just don't know, once the mud pill king in the center of my eyebrows is opened, can I directly cultivate my divine sense?" ”

"But in the "Immortal Sutra" I studied, it has always been mentioned that you must first move in the dantian to refine the essence, and then refine and refine the Qi in the Jiang Palace, and finally open the Mud Pill Palace to refine the Qi and transform the gods."

"And Sister Yun Ying, when they practice meditation, they also have to breathe and breathe in the immortal qi, which is transformed by the dantian and stored in the body in the form of mana, but they have never breathed out the immortal qi and transformed it into divine consciousness!"

"Oh, no matter, Qinglianzi seems to have said something to me in a dream, vaguely, I remember it told me that as long as I give it enough elixir, it will give back to me its lotus spirit qi, which seems to be directly absorbed by my mud pill palace, and then transformed into divine consciousness."

"Haha, if they knew that Junxian and Sister Yunying could already cultivate their divine senses, they would probably be surprised that their jaws couldn't close!"

After talking to himself, the expression on An Zhen's face changed more than once, sometimes puzzled, sometimes suddenly realized, sometimes jumped out of liveliness, and finally, it seemed to think of something critical, An Zhen settled down, and secretly warned himself: "But Qinglianzi also told me, don't reveal the matter of helping to open the Mud Pill Palace, for fear of attracting the covetousness of the ill-scrupulous people Well, for the time being, it's better not to let others know, I have to respect Qinglianzi's idea, I am a good partner with it." ”

"However, although the elixir is good, it is not so easy to come. Uncle An is proficient in the Dan Dao, but every elixir has a source and effect, even if I ask him for it, it is impossible to ask for too much, because I can't stand so many big tonic pills, right? Everything, I still have to wait until I become a Dan Master before I can smoothly cultivate my divine sense. However, I have only just begun to get in touch with Dan Dao, and it is only at the stage of written learning, and there is still a long process before I can open the furnace for alchemy" The little mouth pouted, the little face wrinkled, and An Zhen looked really like a little old woman when she was worried.

"Qinglianzi, since you have a dream for me, you also tell me how to use your divine sense to help speed up the speed of alchemy!" Speaking of the word "dream", An Zhen blinked, always feeling that everything that happened before was a dream.

But she raised her hand and touched the position of her eyebrows, and the clear qi that was hidden under the skin and slowly flowed in the mud pill palace was clearly a wisp of divine consciousness that Qinglianzi gave back to her, this was real, not her own illusion!

Well, whether it is a dream or reality, An Zhen has strengthened the belief in his heart, that is, there is a spirit in Hanlian, and he needs to continue to water it with the spirit pill, so that he can have a day when the lotus blooms, and he can also obtain the accumulation of divine consciousness cultivation from the green lotus seed, and use his divine consciousness to assist him in cultivating the Dan Dao, in order to have a day when he will become an immortal in the future.

Since he and Qinglianzi have the same goal, at the moment, studying this "Golden Liquid Dan Sutra" is the first priority for An Zhen.

Putting aside himself, An Zhen always has a kind of attachment to Qinglian seeds.

She believes that the rootless lotus is unique, and she also believes that the lotus that has not bloomed for hundreds of years, if it is watered by the elixir, it will eventually bloom into a peerless and independent green lotus.

Thinking of this, An Zhen's expression was full of longing, and his heart was more energetic.

Pulled out the hairpin, picked the oil lamp on the table, made the room brighter and more open, and then took a few deep breaths, and then slowly opened the first night of the Danjing.