After talking to Chang Xi, Meng Yu returned to the room alone, thinking about how to disperse his cultivation and how to create a spirit of his own.

Linglu is the thing that the qi practitioner controls the aura, similar to the heaven and earth that opens up the sea of qi, which is built by the pure aura, and the foundation of the qi practitioner is also the foundation for the future advancement and absorption of the aura that exists between heaven and earth.

Qi practitioners condense the spirit, there is a special method of practicing the spirit, just like Chang Xi's "Suihuang Decision", this method can easily condense the image of the spirit in the sea of qi, and the condensed image is the spirit after being constantly tempered by the aura.

"My cultivation is not exchanged for my life or given by the old man, I am really a little reluctant, once I disperse my cultivation, it is just a lot of reaction ability and agility with ordinary people."

"If I'm caught, I'll have to beg for mercy!"

Meng Yu frowned bitterly, but as soon as he thought of the girls in the family, and thought of Jun Qianyan, his heart sank, and he muttered, "Disperse, disperse!" ”

He stretched out his hand to grope in his dantian, and then turned the aura to seal his acupoint, the aura in his hand surged, and then the aura of the whole body exploded, and the fiery aura burned the mosquito nets on his bed, turning into wisps of black smoke and drifting away.

"This fire aura is so strong?" Meng Yu only felt a little frightened, looking at the mosquito net that he didn't have scum left, he felt a little distressed.

He paused and said, "This is made of one hundred and twenty taels of snow silk, damn it, it's so expensive!" ”

He hadn't started to disperse his cultivation yet, he was just sensing the fire aura in the sea of qi, slowly guiding them, and then dispersing them with all his mighty strategies.

The fire aura in his sea of qi became more and more restless, and he could rush out of his head at any time and burst his brain, but he had tried his best to suppress it, although suppressing the aura that had swelled in the sea of qi made him uncomfortable, but in order to successfully disperse his cultivation, he could only endure it.

"It's just a little bit, my qi sea is too big, and the aura inside is too pure, after dispersing and cultivating this time, I'm afraid I really have to eat the medicinal herb given by Xi, otherwise I will definitely not be able to get out of bed!" He secretly lined the aura in his sea of qi, and couldn't help but frown, for fear that once he dispersed his cultivation, he would die.

He stretched out his hand to condense, and streams of aura flew out from his left hand, and the aura was boiling, it was the fire aura from the sea of qi, and he was guided out at this time, and the whole room was also hot, making it a miasma.

Then he stretched out his right hand again, and also released the aura in the sea of qi, and he condensed a handle of qi blades around his body, and those qi blades also guided out the excess aura in his body, at that moment, he was in unbearable pain, as if the skin on his body had been peeled off, and the hot feeling stinged his whole body.

"Ah!!h

After he finally couldn't help it, the aura that was expelled from his mouth turned into a long dragon, or a fire dragon, roaring in the air, and then turned into green smoke and dissipated.

"It's over, it's over!"

He shuddered in shock suddenly, and watched as the Qi Blade around him began to shrink, which was a sign of a lack of aura, and if he didn't retract the Qi Blade in time, he would go mad.

But at this moment, he couldn't put too much thought into retracting the qi blade, he could only suppress the discomfort caused by the scattered cultivation, once he loosened an inch, then the scattered gong would fail, and he would be finished.

At the moment when he was worried, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, and the man put his hand on his shoulder, and in an instant, he withdrew all his qi blades.

"Daddy?" Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth rose, and he immediately said the identity of the figure.

He felt that the aura overflowing from his hand was almost the same as his father's aura, and the only one who could help him suppress the qi blade so easily was the Nine Heavens powerhouse, so he concluded that the person who came was his father, Meng Daoran.

Recently, he has been recuperating from his injury, and he just happened to come home from the injury, and happened to meet Meng Yu who was scattering his skills, although he was a little puzzled, but he felt that Meng Yu was eager to withdraw his qi blade, so he came out to help.

"Yu'er, why did you suddenly lose your work? Your cultivation is so strong that you have almost touched the threshold of the Nine Heavens, why do you want to disperse your strength? Meng Daoran was a little puzzled, and he didn't understand what Meng Yu's scattered work was for.

How could Meng Yu have time to explain to him, when the qi blade dispersed, he immediately took action, forced out all the aura in the sea of qi, and broke the aura in the acupoints and tendons, and closed all the acupoints opened in the body.

His momentum also began to plummet one after another, and his realm also kept falling, becoming weaker and weaker as the aura dissipated.

It wasn't until the moment when Meng Yu's realm fell to the Fifth Heaven that he spoke: "Dad, I lost my strength, mainly because my foundation was unstable and I couldn't reach the innate realm, so I chose to rebuild my cultivation. ”

His breath was weak, his speech was weak, his face was pale as if he had a serious illness, and even the bloodshot on his face could be seen.

Hearing his explanation, Meng Daoran was stunned and wondered, "Oh? You want to build a spirit, right? I have seen this kind of thing in the exercises of Qi practitioners, and it can indeed lay a stronger foundation for oneself. ”

He waved his hand and sat down alone, the black line on his wrist was only almost erased from his palm, he still had two years to live, and if he used the means of the Nine Heavens of the Acquired Realm again, his lifespan would be reduced again.

Meng Yu opened his eyes, his aura had become no different from that of ordinary people, his cultivation had all dispersed, and now he was as weak as a chicken, plus the consumption just now, he couldn't move.

"Daddy, can you recreate your spirit, so that you can make up for the lost life!" He was a little nervous and asked weakly.

He knew that his father's method of stepping into the Nine Heavens was extremely special, the Nine Heavens Realm was achieved at the cost of his life, if it was possible to recreate the spirit, when he stepped into the Nine Heavens again, he would replenish the lost life.

"Hehe, I've tried, I could have recreated my spirit by stepping into the Nine Heavens in this way, but it's a pity that I've stepped in for too long and fallen too deep, and I can't extricate myself." Meng Daoran laughed at himself, some guilt appeared on his face, but there was no fear.

He is not afraid of life and death, but he feels guilty about Meng Yu.

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Dad, it's okay, if you leave, I will also live well, people can live for a lifetime, just have thoughts in your heart..."

He unhurriedly urged the "Three-Element Creation Heart Sutra" and the "Fire Sacrifice", combining the two with the method of qi training obtained in the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, stripping the aura in the air, inhaling them into the sea of qi, and condensing the spirit.

The method of qi training he obtained was about condensing qi into soldiers, so it was easier to condense his own spirit.

(To be continued)