Hatoyama Masho looked at the looted treasure room, and his face was gloomy and could drip water. The eight corpses that were found immediately afterwards made him even more stunned.

"Check, check it out for me! The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was immediately notified to intervene, and all the resources that could be mobilized by airlines, ports, and so on were mobilized. Hundreds of antiques are in the treasure room, including heavyweight bronzes. As long as these antiques do not leave the territory of Dongying, I will forgive you for your negligence. ”

All members of the Kuchiyama group were dispatched, and for a while, the deep Tokyo night became restless, and the smell of tension was everywhere. The Kouyama Group, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, has rarely seen such a fanfare formation before.

And the initiator of all this is sitting quietly in a basement, with a shiny jade slip on his forehead, and is concentrating on reading the "Supreme Tao Sutra" in the jade slip.

After a while, Wu Hong's divine sense withdrew from the jade slip, and he couldn't help but admire it again and again. The pure "Supreme Dao Sutra" is indeed a cultivation classic in the cultivation realm. It not only provides an in-depth and thorough discussion of the path of cultivating the truth, but also systematically lists all the contents from the beginning of the Qi cultivation period, through the foundation building, the formation of the Dan, and the formation of the Dan to the birth of the Dan.

This is simply a relief in the snow for Wu Hong, who has been exploring and wandering on the lost road. In addition to being overjoyed, Wu Hong immediately corroborated the outline of the Qi cultivation period with his own cultivation experience.

The scriptures have clouds, and the way to practice qi is the root of building the foundation, and it needs to be slowly drawn. Don't be greedy for merit and sow the root of it. The matter of practicing qi is ranked nine layers. Layer by inch, every three turns......

According to the scriptures, Wu Hong learned the method of dantian internal viewing. Under the subtle sense of the divine sense. Wu Hong found that his dantian was filled with pale yellow vitality, occasionally mixed with a few wisps of cloud-white aura, which was a typical feature of the second layer of qi training.

As the cultivation deepens, the pale yellow vitality that is full of dantian and meridians will gradually transform into cloud-white aura. Until the moment when all the pale yellow vitality was transformed into cloud-white aura, he stepped into the realm of the third layer of qi training.

Of course, this transformation is always extremely slow at first. But as the aura increases, the speed of transformation will gradually increase. Thinking of this, Wu Hong's heart moved. There is still a surplus of aura in this jade slip, can it be used by me?

Wu Hong pondered for a while. In the end, I decided to give it a try. He was well aware of the introduction of aura into the dantian at this time. It's not the same thing as borrowing Reiki just now. However, according to the scriptures, if there is no help from external forces, the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period mainly relies on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which accumulates over time. For my use.

But right now on Earth. The aura of heaven and earth is so thin that it is negligible. Rely solely on this slow accumulation. I don't know that the road can only be achieved in the Year of the Monkey.

Soon, Wu Hong's body and mind entered the realm of forgetting things and me. It's like meditating and practicing. It's just that this time he changed his perception and guidance of the aura of heaven and earth to the perception and guidance of the aura in the jade slip. Suddenly, a trickle of air poured in from the palm of his hand, and Wu Hong carefully guided this air flow, following the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and introducing it into the dantian. And so on and so forth.

At first, everything went well. Wu Hong's body was filled with low-grade vitality, and the aura was just better than nothing, so the introduction of the aura in the jade slip did not cause too many waves. Wu Hong carefully controlled the speed of the introduction of spiritual energy, and guided while perceiving, for fear that something would be difficult to control.

And just like that, time flies very slowly. Three hours later, it was already light. Megumi Fukada collected the exercises in the practice room next door, and after a closer look, the Chiba Zimu Sword really showed some signs of being moist. Overjoyed, she put it away as a treasure and cautiously came to Wu Hong's room.

Wu Hong was motionless like a statue, if it weren't for the long and far-reaching breath, Megumi Fukada would really be unable to help but touch him.

Resisting the curiosity in her heart, Megumi Fukada left the basement and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Another three hours passed, and Wu Hong still showed no sign of stopping his cultivation. Megumi Fukada, who was slightly anxious, continued to wait while exchanging information with Leng Xinmeng through encrypted channels.

Wu Hong was entering a mysterious state at this time, and after six hours of continuous trial and understanding, the aura in the jade slip began to enter his body gently and quickly, and finally arrived at the place where the dantian was. Driven by more and more aura, the originally abundant vitality began to condense and condense again, until at a certain moment, a wonderful transformation suddenly occurred.

A dense pale yellow aura was constantly compressed, compressed, and compressed, until after the limit, suddenly the rich pale yellow was gone, and was replaced by a thin wisp of cloud white. It's Reiki! The transformation from vitality to aura came naturally, and Wu Hong's heart was filled with an extraordinary sense of achievement.

However, he didn't jump and cheer because of this, but continued to work hard and continue to cultivate. Unconsciously, he had forgotten the cultivation principle of Xu Xu Tuzhi mentioned in the opening chapter of the Supreme Dao Sutra.

Twelve hours had passed between the theft of the treasure room and the afternoon of the next day. Due to the dispatch of all members of the Kuchiyama Group, Tokyo, as a world-class bustling metropolis, has turbulent waves. The power of the Kuchiyama group extends to all levels of Toei society, and at this time, all of these forces are mobilized by Hatoyama Masho regardless of the consequences, just to find the treasures and antiques that the Kuchiyama group has accumulated for many years.

The streets and alleys swayed the nervous and tired figures of the members of the Koushan Group, and the airport pier suddenly raised the security level, making people panic. The Metropolitan Police Department treats the theft of the treasure room as a red case and raises it to the highest level.

Despite this, Hatoyama Masho, who was waiting at the headquarters of the Kuchiyama group, still did not receive any news. Hundreds of artifacts and antiques seem to have disappeared out of thin air, making it impossible to trace them.

The period of visiting Wu Hong, which was waiting in Xiaolou, has been reduced from the initial three hours to the current hour. Wu Hong still sat there motionless like a bell, except for the faint glow on his forehead, Megumi Fukada couldn't see any change.

The sun rose again in the east and set in the west, and in the quiet of midnight, Megumi Fukada held a sword in both hands, and her body was agile. After two days of speculation, she had a sufficient understanding of the characteristics of the Chiba Zimu Sword. It's just that he lacks the sword technique to cooperate with the Chiba Zimu Sword, and Fukada Megumi always feels that he can't give full play to the power of the Chiba Zimu Sword.

It's worth noting, though. After two days of warmth and recuperation, the patina on the surface of the Chiba Zimu Sword miraculously faded a lot. It is not the same as the ugly and inconspicuous appearance at the beginning.

But a good sword also needs a good sword technique to exert stronger power.

Regarding the sword technique, Megumi Fukada remembered that when Wu Hong gave her the Chiba Zimu Sword, he once said that this pair of Zimu Swords was Daji's spiritual weapon. So she had an idea and collected a lot of information about Daji through the Internet, hoping to catch clues about the sword technique.

In this way, before I knew it, another hour had passed, and Megumi Fukada turned back from her contemplation. Suddenly, I heard a muffled murmur coming from the basement.

Now. It had been a full forty-nine hours since Wu Hong entered the cultivation process!

Megumi Fukada walked down the stairs, her steps a little flustered. Pushing open the door of Wu Hong's cultivation room, he was immediately shocked. I saw Wu Hong fall to the ground with a hideous expression. Extremely painful.

"Wu Sang. What happened to you? Megumi Fukada hurriedly walked over. shouted anxiously.

But Wu Hong seemed to be resisting some kind of pain with all his might, and could not answer her question at all.

Fukada Hui was anxious and gently pushed Wu Hong. Between the tentacles, it was a hot spot!

What's going on here?

Fukada Hui couldn't think of an answer at all, and in a hurry, she hugged Wu Hong desperately and shouted: "Wu Sang, wake up, wake up, wake up quickly......"

At this moment, Wu Hong was suffering from the reversal of his meridians, and almost all his strength was used to clench his steel teeth and carry the inhuman torture. The only trace of clarity reminded him of the short advice at the beginning of the Supreme Tao Sutra: Slowly draw it!

But who could have predicted all this?

At first, everything went well. Three hours, six hours, twelve hours, until forty-eight hours, guiding the spiritual energy in the jade slip into the body and into the dantian, all under his control, the original vitality in the body is also slowly transforming into the aura.

With the increase of aura in the body, the speed of transformation of vitality into aura is also slowly accelerating. It's just that compared to the introduction of foreign aura, Wu Hong didn't notice this slight change. It was not until a certain moment that the quantitative change finally led to the qualitative change.

The vitality that was originally full of meridians and dantian suddenly seemed to be like a torrent bursting the embankment, quickly compressing and condensing, and at the same time transforming into spiritual energy. A large amount of Yuan Qi was gathered and compressed at the same time, which brought great pressure to Wu Hong's meridians and dantian, and also destroyed his control rhythm of Yujian's aura.

Finally, Wu Hong couldn't help but scream and fell to the ground weakly. Next, the out-of-control aura began to scurry through the meridians, accelerating the transformation of the vitality.

In the unbearable pain of ordinary people, a familiar fragrance suddenly broke into Wu Hong's nose. Then he fell into the arms of a nephrite-scented jade, and it felt like grasping at a life-saving straw before dying.

But the next moment, without waiting for Wu Hong to breathe a sigh of relief, the meridian reversal finally led to more serious consequences. Wu Hong found that his qi and blood began to be uncontrollable, jumping up and down in an orderly manner. Sweat poured out like rain, gradually soaking the arms of the Yiren.

Megumi Fukada was at a loss in a panic, the man she had sworn to follow not long ago, had encountered such a situation, which filled her heart with anxiety that the heavens should not be and the earth was not working.

Suddenly, Megumi Fukada found that the body in her arms had stopped struggling, and when she looked closely, Wu Hong's breath became urgent and thick, and her face was as hot as chicken blood. As for those eyes, they are full of a panicked longing!

This, what to do?

Without waiting for Fukada Megumi to think more, Wu Hong's rapid snort suddenly approached, and then her domineering lips and teeth pressed her delicate lips without hesitation.

In an instant, the sky fell apart!

Wu Hong, whose meridians were in turmoil, seemed to have found an outlet, and the inhuman pain tormented him, causing his movements to be unproductive. Even a kiss is full of wild and uninhibited flavor.

Hiss......

The sound of clothes breaking was particularly harsh in the silence of the basement. At this moment, Megumi Fukada is particularly clear in her mind. The beauty that I once thought of happened so abruptly and ferociously. Without much hesitation and struggle, Megumi Fukada quietly regained her original appearance, took off her hair in a bun, and let her cloud-like hair hang down seductively...... (To be continued......)