I won't give in, although outside the door, Shen Xinglin's cold words did make me panic for a moment, but I would rather die than be mentally collapsed by this woman.

And since I'm no longer afraid of death, what am I afraid of without candles?

Shen Xinglin said this, and I had already walked to the candle and gently blew it out. Holding the half of the candle in my hand like a treasure, I told myself that I only needed it to bring me five minutes of light every day.

Next to the candlestick, I was pleasantly surprised to find a small box of matches, which I thought were used to light candles for the prisoners here.

When I found out, I couldn't be more satisfied, and I had planned that if there was someone who delivered the food, I would beg them to help me light it up.

And I believe that Shen Xinglin will not starve me to death, and from their conversations, I know that it is of great use for them to keep me.

Such thoughts, five minutes of light every day, are like making a small hope in my life. I will look forward to five minutes of light, and I will not feel like there is no purpose and hope.

It's easier to survive that way, just like when I was at the most embarrassed, I only had two yuan, bought two steamed buns, and told myself that after every four hours of work, I could eat half of it, and the work became less difficult.

Seeing that I was silent, Shen Xinglin may have felt bored, and with the sound of footsteps, she left.

I put away the candles and matches like a baby, walked to the bed in the dark, carefully placed them beside me, and sat down cross-legged on the bed.

In this kind of darkness, it is easiest to think of all kinds of people and things. In absolute loneliness, it's an instinctive reaction.

I didn't rush to let myself cultivate, but instead let myself sit in the dark, thinking about everything that happened to me, until I thought of exhaustion, I took a few deep breaths, ready to empty my brain and enter the cultivation state.

Naturally, I think about Shen Jingyun the most, and I think of every word he said to me gently, his promise, and his sincerity when he parted this time.

With the best possible mood, I began to cultivate according to the method that Helian Cheng had taught me.

In this dark dungeon, I found that the aura was much weaker, even close to nothing.

At first, I was a little anxious, this state of aura, let alone used for cultivation, even if it was not easy to gather them. At this rate, I want to gather a force, but how long will it take, and will it still be useful?

But I remembered Helian Cheng's words again, he told me that this era has long been the era of the end of the law. The aura of this world, I don't know how many times it has collapsed.

In the outside world, it is already difficult to find aura, and there are often cultivators who meditate, and they can only receive a wisp of aura when they meditate on Bigu for many days. At least in this dungeon, I can still feel the presence of a faint aura, so what's so bad?

Even if the power is small, it has a small effect, just like a needle, if used well, can become a weapon that hurts and kills people.

I quickly became optimistic, and gradually, I entered a state of qi training.

I don't know if it's because in the absolute darkness and silence of the environment, this time I got into the state faster than ever. And I felt that the way Helian Cheng taught me to breathe became extremely clear.

Originally, I just barely memorized the 36 breathing techniques, and only 12 of them were proficient. I never dared to try to run the Thirty-Six Breathing Method in its entirety, because Helian Cheng had warned me that in this cultivation, I must not make a mistake in the way of breathing.

At the worst, the cultivation will be interrupted, and the worst will hurt the soul.

But this time, for some reason, the 36 breathing techniques that I had barely memorized were so clear and engraved in my mind. It's as if I don't have to make any effort, as long as I follow them naturally, I can do it well.

I don't know where I got the courage, but after the twelve breaths were completed, I carefully began to move on to the next twelve breaths.

I was extremely serious, and completely entered a state of no distractions, but I didn't expect that this time the twelve breaths were also successfully completed by me. Then, the last set of 12 breaths, which was still the case, and before I knew it, I had completed the 36 breaths.

I found that after running a full 36-style breath, my body absorbed the aura even more, obviously the aura in this dungeon was so weak that it was difficult to gather it, but as I completed the breath round by round, my body was like a huge magnet, constantly absorbing, and it seemed to merge into the air in this dark dungeon.

The meager aura gathered very quickly towards me and entered my body.

I can't describe how small this is, and compared to the aura gained from cultivating such a luxury in the spiritual spring, the difference is simply indescribable.

But this aura undoubtedly gave me great encouragement in my most difficult time. I cherished it until it existed firmly in my dantian.

It's just such a round of breathing and meditating, and there is no aura in the dungeon at all, but I don't want to stop, I can still sense the presence of aura.

Although they are not in the same space as me for the time being, I just know that they are connected with me. That's right, even those two fist-sized vents.

No matter how powerful Shen Xinglin and Helian Guang are, it is impossible for them to block the flow of aura, which is one of the reasons why I am happy.

I continued to practice tenaciously and unremittingly, and gradually, as I ran the breathing method over and over again, endured the exhaustion of my body, and persisted in meditation. The auras finally passed through the two vents and entered the dungeon.

And for some reason, even the aura infused into the dungeon this time is a little more than the aura that existed before the dungeon.

This is really a good thing, I don't think about why, I just continue to cultivate, as if at this time, cultivation is the most enjoyable thing in the world.

My cultivation went on like this, and I didn't know the passage of time or the changes in the outside world.

It wasn't until a rough knock on the door that I woke up from my cultivation state.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and found that the dark cell door had been opened, and most of the indifferent faces appeared in front of the opening: "What are you doing?" I haven't come to get my meal yet! Is it dead inside? ”

It turned out that the food delivery had arrived, and I realized that I was in the dungeon, and at the same time I felt a feeling of abnormal hunger coming from my stomach.

I quickly answered and got out of bed, but I almost didn't fall to the ground, it turned out that I don't know how long I sat cross-legged, my legs were completely unfeeling, and my body felt very numb.

It took me a long time to get some sensation back in my limbs, and at the urging of the scolding man who delivered the meal, I got a meal of my own.

But there were no tables here, only the hard, cold floor, but I lit the candles in a happy mood, sat on the floor, and watched my meal be good.

There are rice, vegetables, and several slices of meat that are very thickly cut, which is really good, not only can you cultivate with peace of mind, but you can also eat all-you-can-eat meals, and someone will bring them to you.

Isn't it a candlelit dinner with a candlelight?

In my busy days before, there was no such treatment, I happily finished this meal, it seems that Shen Xinglin and they don't want to abuse me in terms of diet.

It's rough, but it's certainly much better than a normal prison meal, I don't know why, but I'm happy to enjoy it.

After eating my full stomach, I relaxed and drank the glass of water they had sent, feeling full of strength again. After resting for a few minutes, he blew out the candle and began the next round of cultivation.

In this way, in the dark dungeon, I lived a very fulfilling life, not only did I not collapse, but it was easier than usual to enter the state of cultivation.

The aura in my body was gradually accumulating, I don't know if it was my delusion, but I found that they had accumulated more than the time I cultivated in the spiritual spring.

I didn't know what was happening outside at this time, and after that, I heard that my cultivation had actually inadvertently attracted the attention of others, because through the vent of my cell, a large amount of spiritual energy had gathered and poured into my cell, and the cultivators who were cultivating nearby were a little inexplicable, why had there been so little less spiritual energy near them during the few days I was imprisoned?

Moreover, the existence of the aura could not be felt within a radius of several tens of meters. But fortunately, the matter of my detention by Shen Xinglin and Helian Guang is a huge secret in the village, and no one knows about it at all.

And the one who discovers that the aura is wrong is not a high-level cultivator, but just an ordinary cultivator.

Generally, their demands and questions are often not taken seriously in the village, and since the aura is originally fluid, it is not a constant existence.

This incident was inexplicably ignored in the past, and it wasn't until later that I overheard about it.

Time passes imperceptibly in such a cultivation.

In the complete silence of the darkness, a few minutes of light every day really became my absolute enjoyment, and the daily cultivation was not too hard.

I've entered a state of circadian clock confusion and no sense of time. Later, I had to count how many meals I ate to count how many days I spent in the dungeon.

It's like one day, I have two meals, lunch and dinner. Now that I've eaten my ninth meal, I've been in the dungeon for five days.

I could have cared less about time, but I was still thinking about Shen Jingyun and my March appointment, so I always subconsciously calculated the time in my heart.

Originally, when he was caught by Shen Xinglin and Helian Guang, it was already close to the March period, but the difference was only eleven or twelve days.

Now that five days have passed, if Shen Jingyun will really come back in three months, even if he comes back on the last day, it will only be about a week away now.

It's just that Shen Jingyun will really come back? Why is it that the closer the time gets, the less confident I become?

I have been optimistic in the dark dungeon for so long, and suddenly I can't help but feel sad.

Shen Jingyun, can we still meet?