There is a trapezoidal high platform in the room, and under the urging of the array, streams of vitality roll up the ladder slope from all directions, and then collide and crush each other on the high platform, making a thunderous explosion sound.

Ye Xin slowly walked onto the high platform, and the moment he stepped on his toes, the vitality that swept in began to impact his body in all directions, his hair was flying, and his eyes had to be squinted.

Ye Nobunaga took a breath, sat down on the high platform, adjusted his breathing, and looked inwardly at the Yuan Mansion.

Although the time to start cultivation is not very long, Ye Xin's psychology is very mature, he is not eager to quickly improve his realm, he only focuses on how to skillfully use the power of the current stage.

In order to survive, the criminals of the Heavenly Sin Camp regard improving themselves as the top priority and go all out, but one piece and one relaxation is the way of civil and martial arts, because they are too anxious and anxious, and it is not uncommon for people to go crazy.

Ye Xin's choice is in line with the path of cultivation, and there are some things that cannot be rushed in a hurry.

Ni Sheng's words are still in his ears, Ye Xin understands what Ni Sheng means, life and death are not more fancy than anyone, let you have a thousand wonderful methods, I will only punch away.

However, Ye Xin is good at thinking alone, and he always feels that there is some truth in muddy persistence, but it is not completely correct.

There is a good saying, one force will drop ten, but there is another sentence, four or two thousand pounds!

The path that is suitable for Nisheng is not necessarily suitable for him, and conversely, the road that is suitable for him may not be understandable by Nisheng.

At that time, it was impossible for him to say his feelings to Ni Sheng, but if he really said it, Ni Sheng heard it, and he must look at Ye Xin a few more times.

Cultivating the Tao is actually cultivating one's own way.

This kind of avenue cannot be imitated and learned. It can't be surpassed, and it can be physically destroyed, but elimination does not mean transcendence.

There are thousands of monks, and there should be thousands of ways, but too many monks have been unable to extricate themselves from the joy of taking shortcuts, and they have ignored their own ways. and walked in the way of others.

Reaching the realm of clay life, of course, there is a deep understanding, the Heavenly Path Supreme Monk, each of them is a creator.

They have created their own holy arts, they have precipitated their own perceptions, and their figures stand on the top of the clouds, not seeing the ancients before, and not seeing the comers after.

If you sort out the experiences of all the Heavenly Path Supreme Monks, you will find striking similarities. They may have received some kind of inheritance, but they will never have a master, and that inheritance will become unrecognizable and truly belong to them in the tempering of time and again.

The monks who came out of the oral teachings have long since given up their own path, they practice the natal skills of the master, and they follow the purpose of the master. Imitate with all their might, and they think they are right. At least this will allow them to grow up quickly and avoid many detours.

Comparing the two, the former is a reef standing in the stormy waves, maverick and full of magnificent personality, and the latter is a carved jade. Pure and feminine.

Of course, there are also monks who have been carved out, but they are blocked from the sky, and no matter how hard they try, they can't take a step beyond the thunder pool. At most, he walked in as a vassal.

The reason for this should be that in their most passionate and creative years, they chose to imitate, and when they are old, everything is taken for granted, and they don't realize what they are doing wrong.

At this moment, Ye Xin didn't know how precious his thoughts were, he only felt that Nisheng's words had some truth, but he wouldn't completely follow them.

Inhaling and exhaling, Ye Xin put down his thoughts and began to concentrate on cultivation, his breathing speed gradually increasing.

There is a distinction between simmering fire and martial fire in the Dan Dao, but this is not burning fire under a person's buttocks, it refers to breathing.

With Ye Xin's entry, the breathing is slow, you can only breathe twice a minute, and the effect of the simmering fire is to allow yourself to enter the fixed state, slowly absorb the vitality, so that the body changes naturally but quietly.

Wu Huo is to make the rhythm of breathing extremely fast, every time you inhale, not only the throat opens, but also the pores of the whole body will bloom, so that the vitality can be accelerated into your body as much as possible.

The rhythm of martial fire varies from person to person, Ye Xin can reach more than 100 breaths per minute in normal times, but in the phoenix eyes, he doesn't dare.

Simmer and martial fire, you need to adjust it as you like, only simmering, that can only sit for a lifetime dry Zen, the vitality can never achieve a breakthrough from quantitative change to qualitative change, only martial fire, it will not take a few days to go crazy.

Ye Xin originally wanted to cultivate overnight, but tomorrow it is estimated that he will go to the court to deal with the third master of the Qingyuan Sect, he will first use martial fire to absorb a large amount of vitality, and then use the night to slowly calm down the fluctuations of vitality, so that the absorbed vitality can truly become a part of himself.

Soon, Ye Xin felt the swelling pain coming from the Yuan vein, and he absorbed too much Yuan Qi to bear it, but just as he was about to turn into a simmer, an explosion suddenly broke out in the Yuan Mansion, and an indescribable light spread out, illuminating everything snow-white.

Ye Xin was slightly startled, he had had a lot of contact with Cang Jealous Bing and the others, and he also understood some special terms for cultivation, and now it seemed that he had reached the state of mind of being white in the void, but what was the sound of that explosion?

The next moment, a seven-pointed star floated out of Ye Xin's forehead, turned into a giant star the size of a wheel, and spun rapidly, and then, the vast galaxy in Ye Xinyuan's mansion all burst out, and it actually dispersed outside Ye Xin's body, condensed into substance, and formed a vortex with that giant star as the center.

The surging speed of the vitality in the phoenix's eyes was rapidly weakening, because every starlight in the whirlpool was constantly absorbing the vitality, and there seemed to be thousands of monks cultivating together, and the vitality transformed by the hundred birds towards the phoenix array had just grown, and it was absorbed by the vortex.

Ye Xin felt weak, the monk's cultivation was all in the Yuan Mansion and the Yuan Vein, and the Yuan Mansion was the core of the Yuan Vein, and the Yuan Power that Ye Xin had accumulated was integrated into the vast star points of the Yuan Mansion, and now all the star points had left the Yuan Mansion, which meant that his strength had been drained, if it weren't for the fact that there was only a little bit of Pseudo-Dan left to warm his body, his body might even be paralyzed on the spot.

Ye Xin had never experienced this kind of situation, all he could do was to stay as calm as possible, and use his mind to sense those starlights, trying to recall them back to the Yuan Mansion.

It's just that those starlights seem to have completely lost control, still churning and swimming in the whirlpool, Ye Xin can sense that those starlights are desperately absorbing vitality, and the connection should not be cut off, but there is no way to control it.

At this time, the round flower plate of Tianzhulian poked in, and the Yuan Qi flow around the staircase had been stirred up by the whirlpool, but the Yuan Qi flow around it was still there, and Tian Zhu Lian had to use her roots to hold on to the temple door in order to barely control her body, otherwise she would have been blown away by the Yuan Qi flow.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Ye Xin's forehead, and he couldn't help but think of Zhong Kui, Zhong Kui parasitized in his Yuan Mansion by snatching the house, and the stars all came from the powerful monk who fell on Shuangjia Mountain, so that powerful monk was also a parasite?

Ye Xin is not afraid of challenges from the outside world, but he is afraid that his body will be abnormal, if his conjecture is true, today, may be his limit.

Although Ye Xin had always been calm, his nerves were not iron-clad, especially when he recalled the terrifying power of that monk, he felt a little panicked in his heart.

Tian Zhulian seemed to see that Ye Xin's situation was a little bad, the flower plate twisted, and a little golden light slowly floated, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a huge blister with a radius of two meters.

Immediately afterwards, the water bubble rolled into the hall, first it was blown by the Yuan Qi flow and rolled everywhere, and then it was swept into it by the whirlpool, the golden bubble kept twisting, but it just didn't collapse, and it was very stubborn and approached Ye Xin little by little.

After about ten minutes, the golden blister finally approached Ye Xin, and as soon as he made contact with Ye Xin, the blister wrapped Ye Xin in it.

Ye Xin kept his eyes closed, he couldn't see what was happening in the outside world, he only faintly felt a warm breath surrounding him, his spirit was lifted, and the pressure was suddenly reduced.

That day, Zhu Lian seemed to be exhausted, and the root whiskers were broken from the temple door little by little by the Yuan Qi current, and then rolled and flew backwards, flying dozens of meters away in the empty palace and falling to the ground.

Tianzhulian slowly rolled up the flower stem, it couldn't stand up, crawled a little bit with the roots, climbed for a long time, and then climbed back to the flower pot, barely supported the flower plate, put the flower plate up, and then the flower stem and root kept rolling, it took a long time, and finally returned to the flower pot.

Then, the roots of the lotus were rooted back into the soil, but its flower stems hung limply, the flower disc was almost next to the ground, and the original golden flower stem appeared withered.

Relying on the nourishment of the warm breath, Ye Xin finally stayed up for more than an hour, and the whirlpool condensed by starlight suddenly began to collapse inward, they didn't seem to exist in this world, just illusory projections, fluttering into Ye Xin's body, and returning to their respective places in the spiritual sea of the Yuan Mansion.

Ye Xin felt his strength again, those starlights had changed, they were just vague points of light before, and now the light that shot out was like countless golden needles, making his Yuan Mansion tingle.

The Yuan vein was also in pain, and the original surging Yuan Force condensed into silk threads, slowly flowing in the Yuan vein.

His Yuan vein seems to have become narrower, but the power contained in it is much stronger than before, Ye Nobunaga breathed a long sigh of relief, what he was afraid of did not happen, it turned out that he thought too much, of course he had to be glad for it, but what did the Yuan Qi flow surging in the Yuan vein have turned into a golden thread? Could it be that he has broken through the confinement of the first budding realm...... (To be continued.) )