With the continuous operation of the exercises, this white qi gradually rose above Ye Feng's head, hovering in the sky and constantly rotating, forming a spiral-shaped cyclone.

And this cyclone expands at a speed visible to the naked eye, the diameter instantly climbs from the size of one zhang to the size of three zhang, the gas on the four sides is gradually attracted over, a large amount of aura is integrated into the cyclone, the size of the cyclone is still slowly increasing, but at least it is not as obvious as before, and finally the diameter of the cyclone is stable within five zhang, and it no longer increases.

Ye Feng felt that the wisps of spiritual power in the meridians that had been running from the beginning slowly increased and thickened, as if they had changed from the size of a hair to the size of a noodle, and as the cyclone stabilized in the range of five zhang, the filaments of qi wandering in the meridians also stopped increasing and reached the size of a thick noodle.

The meridians that were originally empty were full of a sense of emptiness, but now because of the parade of spiritual power and the continuous operation of the exercises, this sense of emptiness disappeared, and a sense of fullness filled Ye Feng's heart. With the proficiency of the exercises, the qi silk parade is faster, and the meridians are constantly expanded to places that have not been reached, so that the spiritual power can pass through more meridians, and when it flows through more surrounding communities, the speed and amount of spiritual power will be improved. Then the speed of your shot will be much improved, and you can hit the target first when playing against others, reaching the realm of last strike first come. Of course, this must be to the point where you have to cultivate a strong person to reach it.

When the sun is shining, because the first cultivation is the first time to have the most intimate contact with the aura, the first time to realize the spiritual power, this is the most important thing, and it determines your attitude towards cultivation in the future. If you can't concentrate on the spiritual operation exercises so that the spiritual power flows through the running meridians, then the cultivation will be very long, and after a long time, you will feel that the cultivation is extremely boring, and then you will stop here on the way of cultivation, and you will not be able to make any progress.

And Ye Feng went from concentrating on the conscious operation of the exercises at the beginning to unconsciously or subconsciously running the exercises, the meaning was gradually emptied, his mind was meticulous, he didn't think about anything, all the worries that lingered in his brain stayed in his mind, and his thoughts wandered through the entire universe, flowing under the rain and stars.

Ye Feng felt as if he was going to get drunk, and now he completely forgot everything in the world, the safety of his parents, how to go in the future, and treat his younger brother. These things he had to do, he had forgotten in his first cultivation after building the foundation.

Throwing away the shackles that entwined him, he swam briskly like a fish in the galaxy of stars, and was as happy as a bird with flapping wings to swim in the endless sky.

When he took it off, he was relaxed and felt like nothing mattered. Ye Feng was immersed in softness and didn't want to wake up.

At this moment, when his consciousness really lay down and wanted to dream for a thousand years, a faint and subtle voice turned into Ye Feng's mind, and then turned into a thunderbolt and exploded in the sky.

Suddenly, the brisk fish hid in the water and did not dare to tremble in the slightest, and the free bird broke its wings and was unable to fly, and said goodbye to the sky.

The voice was amplified from small to loud, and finally echoed in his world, echoing with words like thunder.

"Brother, are you okay? Brother, if you don't wake up quickly, come and play with me. ”

Brother!

This is the voice of the younger brother, and there is a change, this is not the voice of the younger brother now, but the voice of the younger brother when he was a child, the voice is so young, and so immature, and the most important thing is not the voice of the younger brother, but the words in the voice, which are so familiar, but strange to hear at this time.

It will be strange!

I felt alien to my brother's voice!

Ye Feng finally felt a little strange, the road to cultivation was already difficult and dangerous, and if he was not careful, he would fall into the darkness and never wake up. And at the beginning I felt so relaxed and cheerful, as if I had to forget everything, farewell to the world, farewell to the past, farewell to all emotions! Isn't that the walking dead?

Ye Feng was completely awakened, everything was fake! Everything is a hoax, tricking us into a labyrinth, into a dead end. Even if it's not fake, it's tantamount to a different kind of death for him if he really forgets everything.

Because for him, the meaning of his life is to let his parents live well, and let his younger brother smile happily as before.

That's what it's all about him to live.

If he loses this meaning, even if he achieves the extraordinary, he will only appreciate the lonely cold that belongs to him from that height. So what's the point? It's better to be an ordinary person, or even idle, stay at home and do nothing, think about the east, think about the west, stay at sunset for an afternoon, chat with your parents all day, or play a happy game with your younger brother in the e-sports hall. This is much more enjoyable than looking at the vast rivers and mountains alone, sitting on the lonely cold and clear snow.

How can people who have not experienced loneliness understand how painful loneliness can be? Ye Feng loved Ye Yang so much because he felt and understood what loneliness was, and wanted to do his best to protect him, and when he was endangered, he could beg someone to save him regardless of his life, crying like a child.

Ye Feng woke up, he knew that he had just experienced a sublimation of life. Because he transformed from a mortal to a cultivator, this is a transformation at the level of life. The second is that he understands the meaning of cultivation and even the meaning of life, which is a spiritual transformation.

That is, the reason why he wanted to cultivate at the beginning was because cultivators had very strong power, and it was very majestic to be able to move mountains and seas, but as he grew up, his thoughts gradually changed, and he wanted to become a cultivator, and one day when his relatives and friends were in danger, he could stand up in front of everyone and support the sky that was about to collapse with the momentum of the sky.

And now, he once again understood the true meaning of cultivation.

In front of the library, they fled the scene like lost dogs. Hiding in the woods, he knew power, and only with great strength could he be fearless of all difficulties.

The moment he watched his brother stand in front of him, he realized the pain of losing his brother, it was an indescribable heartache, a grief, a death. It was the heart being cut apart layer by layer. It is the cessation of emotions and the reappearance of memories.

Yes, memories come back.

Since he was a child, Ye Feng has experienced death, but this is not his death, but the closest people around him have left him one by one, and his grandmother, who once gave him a big red envelope every New Year, sat at her house for the last time drinking tea and chatting with her.

A farewell.

There is also a grandmother's once, after two years of illness torture, twelve years ago in the middle of the night, when Ye Feng was only five years old, and grandma held hands for the last time, Ye Feng will always remember that scene, the palm is already skinny, full of wrinkles, old skin, but there is a thin warmth in her hand, like a stream of heat flowing through the heart, until the whole body, warm.

It was a farewell, and it was grandma's last reluctance and attachment to Ye Feng. She wanted to stay, stay and take a few more glances at her grandson, and want to see how he grew up, tall and handsome, or scholarly and elegant, how he studied...... That's all there is to it, and the picture freezes, and there is silence in the cry of pain.

Ye Feng was really scared, afraid of death.

Not only is he afraid of his own death, but he is also afraid that his dearest person will leave him, because then he will no longer be able to see him, and he will no longer be able to hear the voice of his dearest person and their greetings and concerns.

Therefore, if Ye Feng wants to cultivate, he wants the people around him not to leave him one by one, or he to leave his relatives. Don't do any of that. To be alive is to be the best.

Looking at his brother's fallen figure, he trembled, kept shaking his body, and didn't dare to breathe. As if suffocating, the air seemed to be frozen in space. He wanted to roar as hard as he could, even if he burst his throat, just to vent the most unacceptable reality in his heart.

Therefore, when Ye Feng heard that his younger brother could be cured, at that moment he felt that the whole world was beautiful, even in the depths of the woods in the turbid air, he felt that the smell was fragrant. But he didn't dare to make sure again, he was afraid, afraid that this was a dream, and it would fade away like a broken flower.

When he got an affirmative answer, no matter what conditions the other party had, no matter whether he could or not, only if it was true, even if Ye Feng shed the last drop of blood in his body and tried his life, he would save his younger brother, and he wanted to hear his brother's voice comforting his brother again.

He craves companionship because he is inherently lonely. He is afraid of death, because he has seen many joys and sorrows, and the moon is full and the moon is missing.

So he wants to live, live in order to protect them, the relatives who occupy the deepest position in Ye Feng's heart. That's what he's cultivating for.

He understood, and thanks to Ye Yang. Thanks to his words.

With the emptiness and clarity of the state of mind, the spiritual power in the Ye Feng meridians did not feel a little blocked, and the road was unblocked. Continuously accumulating spiritual power, guiding into the dantian below, storing it in it, gradually condensing, and the gossamer-like spiritual power intertwined with each other, faintly forming a cyclone.

At this time, Bai Ling, who was sleeping in the white beads, floated out and said to Ye Feng: "It seems that you have broken through the last level of foundation building, and that is the meaning." Everyone will have the deepest thoughts about cultivation in their hearts, why they want to cultivate, what they are cultivating for, and only by understanding the answers to these questions can they further step into the ranks of cultivators, but congratulations on successfully taking the first step. Now your second step has arrived, and the realm after building the foundation is a cyclone, as the name suggests, it is to gather spiritual power at the dantian where spiritual power is stored, and with the continuous increase of spiritual power, a cyclone-shaped vortex is formed.

"This is the realm of the cyclone, and it will take some time for you to reach the cyclone now, so now is the time to treat your brother. Let's be proficient in how to control spiritual power. ”