This day lasted for a month, and one day a month later, there was a light rain in the sky, and Song Xiaopeng was catching fish in the river, his whole body was purple from the cold, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to support it.

Suddenly, a majestic aura emanated from his body.

The distance of tens of meters on the entire river surface evaporated into a hazy color.

Everyone saw that on the water, Song Xiaopeng sat cross-legged, letting the river flow, and always sat there, motionless, steaming all over his body.

Bang!

There should not have been a possibility of thunder and lightning, but in the drizzle, it suddenly sounded.

The power of thunder and lightning seems to come out of thin air.

At this time, Song Xiaopeng was immersed in the space of the Tree of Civilization, refining the leaves of the Jade Tree wholeheartedly, and for such a long time, he had a deep understanding and wanted to try it.

He began to refine the leaves of the jade tree, and in this attempt, he found that he had reached the peak of the Scattered Leaves realm, and he was driven to advance to the next realm.

A dark feeling came over me in my mind, and this feeling was in the second heart that came to seal, that is, in my second consciousness.

Suddenly, Song Xiaopeng understood.

The second consciousness seal is right, to completely unravel, there must be enough precipitation, and just like this moment, let him break the seal by himself and appear a new understanding, that is, the perception that does not belong to the 'true self' and the 'false self', a new interpretation.

The emergence of this interpretation gives the two consciousnesses of 'true self' and 'false self' a common cognition, rather than the memory that belongs to oneself, which is a new comprehension and new cognition.

That is, the flowering of the next realm.

At the beginning of life, a new life arrives.

Flowering requires a life-like gestation process.

The power of thunder and lightning in the outside world was triggered by his perception of nature.

The formation of life requires the nurturing of natural elements, among which the power of thunder and lightning is the most.

The original form of life is the power of thunder and lightning, triggered by the power of pure yang, and a lotus flower is even more so.

When the power of thunder and lightning struck, it was wrapped in the lotus phantom of Song Xiaopeng.

In an instant, the lotus flowers in the river bloomed one after another.

The people who were observing on the bank of the river were first startled by the power of thunder and lightning that came out of thin air.

But when he saw the power of thunder and lightning slashing on top of Song Xiaopeng's head, he was even more shocked.

It's just that Song Xiaopeng who saw the thunder and lightning hit was fine, but the vision in the river survived, and everyone was stunned.

Ye Li couldn't help frowning and asked, "Teacher Wang, what is the situation with the dean?"

Grandma Wang shook her head: "I don't know, maybe I was promoted to the flowering realm." ”

Although she didn't know the follow-up of this cultivation system, she saw the lotus flowers blooming in the river and blooming all over the river, and Grandma Wang still answered the coconut pear guessingly.

After just guessing, she asked rhetorically, "Have the cultivators of this world ever recorded such a vision?"

"I haven't heard of it. Coconut shook her head.

In the river, with Song Xiaopeng as the center, lotus flowers are in full bloom, withering, blooming and withering.

Until the true qi on Song Xiaopeng's body dissipated.

I don't feel the slightest bit of anger.

Just when everyone thought that this vision was about to be completed, a sudden thunderbolt burst down in the sky.

Everyone looked up, only to find that the originally cloudy sky had already gathered a large dark cloud over Song Xiaopeng, and when they saw that the river bank they were standing on was wrapped in dark clouds, everyone didn't dare to stay, and they retreated back one after another, withdrawing from the range of the dark cloud package.

They are not Song Xiaopeng, and they don't have the magical skills of Song Xiaopeng, the dean.

The power of thunder and lightning fell again, and it struck Song Xiaopeng like this.

But nothing happened.

In front of him, a lotus leaf emerged from the river, and the lotus leaf was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dark clouds in the sky became denser and denser, and every thunderbolt fell, with Song Xiaopeng as the carrier, clearly visible along his body, submerged into the lotus leaves, and every time the thunder and lightning fell, the lotus leaves grew faster and faster.

This lasted for a day and a night.

True lotus leaves grew in the river around Song Xiaopeng, wrapping him in it.

In the center of several lotus leaves, white lotus flowers bloom.

Song Xiaopeng, who was motionless, moved his body.

Slowly stood up from the river.

The eyes are closed, and the whole person's toes are clearly visible, standing on the lotus.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, he raised his hand, and a white true qi was released, and that true qi formed a circle, surrounding the lotus flowers blooming in the river, sending it to his mouth, and swallowing it.

Those who look carefully will find that the blooming lotus, a total of nine, was swallowed by Song Xiaopeng's seemingly intentional but unintentional move.

When the last lotus flower was swallowed, Song Xiaopeng Huo Ran opened his eyes.

The lotus leaves in the river are withering.

And the dark clouds on the canopy also converged into an arm-thick thunderbolt power at this moment, and it burst down.

Song Xiaopeng tapped his toes on the water and took the initiative to meet them.

A punch in the air.

Bang!

Fists and the power of thunder and lightning collided together.

A dazzling lotus flower, only the middle of the canopy stands open, like the size of a dustpan.

Wrap Song Xiaopeng in it.

Song Xiaopeng felt that the warm clear currents were constantly converging in his dantian, on the heart of the lotus phantom.

This miniature version of the heart transformed into a fist-sized lotus flower, which quickly spread through the meridians around the body, and finally only a trace of it remained in the body, returning to the Shenglian leaf, and an extra lotus flower.

Blossom realm.

This lotus flower marks that his realm has been promoted to the realm of flowering.

With a wave of his hand, the canopy blooms like a lotus flower, like an epiphany.

Song Xiaopeng obviously felt that his strength had reached a new height.

If he is facing Wumo head-on, he has strong self-confidence.

This is the strength of the flowering realm.

I feel extremely happy, my heart refining for more than a month is really effective, making up for the lack of previous understanding.

Secretly sighed, the depth of the mystery of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Song Xiaopeng's figure shook and landed on the bank of the willows.

Those who watched congratulated one after another: "Congratulations to the dean for climbing to the top again." ”

Song Xiaopeng nodded and smiled, raised his hand, and the lotus rain in the sky, stretching for hundreds of meters, fell into everyone's bodies as raindrops visible to the naked eye.

Everyone only feels that they are a little different.

People with back pain don't hurt anymore, and their legs don't hurt anymore......

However, since the cultivation, many people have understood that this is an opportunity given to them by Song Xiaopeng, the dean, for nothing, and it is simply an immortal in the world.

It was another thanks, and everyone was reluctant to go back.

On the shore, several people from the academy were all looking at Song Xiaopeng, with inexplicable joy on their faces. Among these people, there are Grandma Wang, Luo Sui, Lan Xiaoyue and others.

The academy is theirs, and their feelings are not something that ordinary people can experience.

Song Xiaopeng's strength has risen to a higher level, indicating that their future path will have a reference and basis, and this reference and basis is like a guiding beacon in the dark, illuminating their way forward.

"I have reached the realm of flowering, you don't have to envy, one day you will have a similar scene, I believe that this day will not be far away. Song Xiaopeng smiled faintly.