Yi Xiaojing sat there cross-legged, like a fairy dressed in glow, with an expressionless face, clear and quiet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But at the same time, the mysterious energy that has been transformed into experience points is also rapidly depleting.

Soon, it had dropped to only 1,000 experience points.

However, according to what the Northern Shengong said, only when all the true qi in the entire dantian qi sea has turned into a cyclone, can it be truly consolidated and reach the Xuanwu realm.

Let's take a look at it in a visual comparison.

Compared with the vast sea of qi like the ocean, the most that turns into a whirlpool is a lake with a diameter of 800 miles.

There is simply no comparison between the lake and the sea!

Sure enough, with the disappearance of the mysterious energy, the vortex that Yi Xiaojing had formed by virtue of her mind was rapidly becoming smaller. From lakes, ponds, and pools to tabletops and basins, they shrink rapidly and eventually become invisible.

Yi Xiaojing was also quite helpless.

This level is really like a moat, extremely difficult, Yi Xiaojing cheated with his experience points to help each other, but he couldn't take this step.

"The three levels of entry are rebirth, air induction, and Zhoutian. This Xuanwu realm, according to ancient books, is the first step of the three steps of the entrance. It is difficult to break through the level, and it is difficult to go to the sky!

How many wonderful and glamorous people are stuck in this step in the end, it is difficult to move an inch, and they can't move forward until their life is exhausted, and they can't take this step!

It's really hard, it's hard, it's hard, it's hard? ”

Yi Xiaojing had already given up, but found that the cyclone that should have completely dissipated had stopped when it shrank to the size of the bowl.

Yi Xiaojing's consciousness "stared" at this cyclone, which was only the size of a bowl, and after a while, he found that the cyclone not only stopped shrinking, but was still slowly rotating and expanding there.

Although the cyclone is small, it has indeed condensed a cyclone, which is considered a seed.

At the point of this seed, there is also a drop of water as small as a dewdrop.

This is the true qi of liquefaction.

It is the water droplets that gradually liquefy in the process of the expansion of the true qi to the size of the lake. In fact, there was already a shallow layer of water mist just now, but when the cyclone dissipated, most of this water mist re-vaporized into true qi.

Now, it's good that a cyclone the size of a bowl can still retain this drop.

Click.

Silvery white thunder and lightning suddenly flashed in the clouds.

"Tick~"

Bang.

The cyclone could no longer hold this drop of water, and the droplet began to fall from the clouds. Fluttering in the void of the dantian, it drooped down, and I don't know how long it finally touched the ground of the dantian.

"Drop~pop~"

The true qi liquid instantly shattered, replenishing the body, leaving only a very small wet stain.

Yi Xiaojing looked at all this, and couldn't help but wonder: "I, what is this?" ”

Searching for the sages, I have never found a martial artist like myself, who has not expanded the vortex to the entire dantian qi sea, and has already condensed into a cyclone and condensed the true qi liquid.

Moreover, the smallest cyclone condensed by an ordinary martial artist is the size of a water tank, and no matter how little the true qi liquid is, there is as much as a scoop.

But when it came to me, the cyclone was no bigger than the mouth of the bowl, and the true gasification liquid was only a small drop.

Yi Xiaojing wasn't even sure if she had entered the Xuanwu realm, because this was really something that had never been recorded in ancient books and had never happened in eternity.

Feeling that his physical condition had barely changed, Yi Xiaojing couldn't help but laugh at herself: "Even if I enter the Xuanwu realm, I'm afraid I'm the weakest Xuanwu martial artist ever!" ”

However, fortunately, the cyclone was still growing and expanding at a slow speed, and the large amount of true qi swallowed by the cyclone turned into countless extremely fine liquid mist.

After a long time, it will naturally expand to the size of a water tank.

Moreover, as long as they enter the Xuanwu realm, even the weakest Xuanwu realm martial artist will definitely be much stronger than the martial artist of the strong realm!

Glancing at the experience points that had been cleared, Yi Xiaojing was even thinking about whether to do something to those unarmed alien people.

In fact, although there is a great need for experience points, Yi Xiaojing did not castrate his personal spiritual will, and succumbed to this system of godheads, to incarnate as an executioner, slaughtering those unarmed people, to gain experience points.

Even, there is no too deliberate desire for experience points to improve their realm.

Because, in the process of pursuing power, there are too many examples of strength improving too quickly, but the state of mind cannot keep up.

Once the power is strong, but the state of mind is missing, I am afraid that the power dominates the body, loses control of itself, and becomes a powerful walking corpse.

This is very common among the demon masters of this high martial world, although the methods of cultivation of demon skills have their own cruelty, its cultivation speed is very fast. Under the rapid progress of this power, people are easily deceived by the power of self-shooting, feeling that they are the invincible human king in the world, who can control the life and death of others, can challenge the natural power, and can make the world transfer by their own will・・・・・・

Such people often don't end well.

Yi Xiaojing has traveled through all worlds, experienced battlefields of bullets and bullets, and commanded large-scale modern wars of hundreds of thousands of people; The apocalyptic world, which has experienced zombies rampant and human civilization lost, has gradually formed a survivor base with a population of more than one million; The earth, which has experienced a prosperous civilization, has rapidly transformed into a civilization where monsters are rampant, spiritual plants are everywhere, and human living space is extremely oppressed.

These have strengthened Yi Xiaojing's spirit again and again, broadened his mind, cultivated his horizons, and allowed him to maintain his true heart at all times when practicing martial arts.

If it was still the same Yi Xiaojing with a small belly and small glasses, eating and waiting for death in the township, I am afraid that she would have already lost herself in cultivation.

"Whew!"

Yi Xiaojing exhaled deeply.

Outside the window, it was already three poles on the moon, and it was silent.

Under the full moon, which is like a silver platter, everything falls into a deep sleep.

Only the "whirring" north wind blows against this window, making a "gargling" sound.

The kapok trees outside the window were swayed by the north wind, and the moon shadows sprinkled on the windows shimmered in color.

"Squeak"

Yi Xiaojing pushed out the window, jumped out of the window lightly, and landed on the stone platform outside the window.

Jumping off the stone platform, the toe point landed on the bluestone pavement that had been rounded by time and somewhat wet.

After walking a few steps, you will be at the edge of the pond.

In the pond, lotus leaves cling to the surface of the water, and the crystal water droplets roll on them, and in the moonlight, the colors are colorful.

The lotus flowers are in full bloom, the red is gorgeous, the white is pure, and it sways slightly with the north wind.

It was stained with dew, refracting a misty halo.

Gently lifted his steps and stepped on a lotus leaf. Step on lotus leaves and walk in the pond.

The white clothes were soft, swaying with the north wind. Yi Xiaojing carried her hands behind her back, her hands were tucked in her sleeves, her head was slightly raised, and her soft hair was fluttering.

Having just broken through to the Heavenly List Xuanwu realm, Yi Xiaojing was happy in her heart, and the whole world became lively. The aura around her body became excited with Yi Xiaojing's mood, and the rhythm of the aura made the wind softer, the flowers more colorful, and the water clearer.

On Wednesday, everything changed subtly with Yi Xiaojing's mood.

"The moonlight is bright, and you should dance with a sword."