This sleep was apparently the longest in his life.

He himself couldn't tell what a dream was, what was real?

In the dark night, the body soaked in the sea is like a long-abandoned sponge, undulating, tossing and turning on the surface of the sea......

At this time, it is not only the body that is numb, but also the mind and consciousness.

I don't know how long it took.

He felt as if he could open his eyes when he felt a clump of bitter sand in his mouth and nose, and a small creature with a shell crawling on his cheek. In fact, how much difference does it make if you don't open your eyes in such a dark night?

However, the only vestige of reason left in his brain reminded him that he must open his eyes!

Otherwise, there is no way, in the dark, find Zhang Fei, who is as black as the night!

At that moment, this seemed to be the only motivation for him to survive.

So he struggled to get up and staggered along the seemingly endless coastline.

He tried to shout, but found that he could not make a sound in his throat, and could only cough up a long stream of mucus with blood blisters and mud......

Can only silently, walk.

The broken arm, like a soulless, swings disorderly. In the sea breeze, you can vaguely hear the "click" sound made when the bones are staggered and rubbing, as if it is hitting the beat for this journey.

In the rhythm of disorder, walking.

If at the beginning, walking was still controlled by the consciousness of the brain, then later, this consciousness gradually abandoned him. As a result, walking becomes an instinct and has no purpose. In other words, walking has become the only purpose.

He walked across the sand, over the meadows, on the rugged mountain roads......

Gradually, snow appeared in front of me......

As for why there is snow, that's not the point for a person who doesn't even have the ability to think.

The point is, at the end he saw the lights.

In the distance, looming as if it were a light that would be extinguished in a breath.

Yes, lights!

At this moment, he was breathing rapidly, stretched out his unbroken arm, and desperately tried to grasp the light.

Less than 100 meters from the light source, he eventually collapsed......

During the two days of his coma, there was a point or two in between when he was conscious.

He felt like he was lying on a bed.

This bed is very soft!

This place is very warm!

There was something noisy around him! He wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but the voice inside said: I'm too tired, let's continue to lie down for a while.

So he fell asleep again and had a dream.

Dreaming that he was lying on the endless grassland, with soft grass under him, as if gently rubbed by a gentle hand, this feeling made him very comfortable.

The sun is also soft and sprinkled all over the body.

The breeze is blowing, and the wind carries the fragrance of flowers, which is clearly the taste of childhood in memory.

Not far away, there was a black dog, chasing a butterfly endlessly. While chasing and pounced, every time I saw that I was about to pounce, I was easily dodged by the butterfly, but I missed again......

Finally, the vengeful butterfly, playfully, stood on its big black nose, flapped its wings a few times, scattered a piece of colorful scales in the sun, sucked it, and sneezed again and again......

He was thinking, that black dog should be Zhang Fei. But when I think about it again, no, Zhang Fei in my impression is a complete lazy thing: never run when he can, never walk when he can, never sit when he can lie down - this has always been his principle of being a dog!

How did you get here and become so active?

But anyway, as long as it's around, it's fine!

He was facing the sky on his back, enjoying the warm sunshine, and in his slightly open mouth, there seemed to be droplet-like liquid dripping in, one, two, three...... It landed on the tongue coating and slid into the throat.

The entrance is cool and has the fragrance of herbs.

It flows down the esophagus and into the body. After a while, a feeling of coolness and comfort permeated the whole body. I feel that the internal organs, limbs, and even every cell of the body are like a spring breeze, full of vitality.

This feeling of comfort lasted for half an hour.

In the meantime, more of the same liquid flowed into his body.

His body had a kind of over-the-top reaction.

At the dantian, a burning sensation gradually rose.

There seemed to be a flame that was churning and growing there, with faint signs of eruption.

This is a very strange energy, it seems to be aura, but it is not really, it is mixed with some inexplicable ingredients, because of the existence of these ingredients, it is very unstable, even tyrannical.

The burning sensation spread quickly, and it didn't take long for him to feel that his whole body was like being burned by fire, and the pain was unbearable!

The original dream has long been roasted away.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and he sprang out of bed.

The humble living room is empty of others. Outside the door, there was a faint sound of human voices - as if someone was arguing.

But at the moment, he is completely flawless.

He looked down and saw that wisps of white smoke began to rise from his already sweaty clothes. Gritting his teeth, he tore open the placket on his chest, and saw that the skin on his body was from the inside out, revealing a bright fiery red, as if he was roasting fire in his body!

"Is this going to spontaneously combustion?" a strange thought flashed.

Hurriedly sat cross-legged, trying to control or alleviate it through pranayama, but found that the power that was now full of the dantian, like an untamed beast, did not listen to the call at all!

In the next moment, it began to burst out with a torrent of devastation and decay.

Where this energy flows:

He could clearly feel that the meridians around him were broken inch by inch.

He could smell the burning of his muscles and skin.

He could also hear the sound of "beep" in his body—it was actually the sound of bones cracking!

......

Thousands of terrible pains had already made him collapse back on the bed, except for staring at his eyes and waiting for death, he didn't even have the strength to scream!

"It's over, is it just hanging up?" said a sigh in his heart.

And when all thoughts were lost, the turning point came suddenly!

Above the "ruins" in the body, a green light suddenly swept in—it was actually a green, full of vigorous energy, which slowly spread from the dantian to the whole body.

His meridians are slowly growing and reborn in the moisturization of green energy, his bones are gathered and reshaped, and his muscles and skin are also growing and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye......

The whole process lasted a full column of incense. After that, a new body with vitality was born!

Happiness sometimes comes so suddenly!

When he was still in time to rejoice in his "Nirvana Rebirth", he was pleasantly surprised to find that the energy in his dantian had not melted away, but was still spinning rapidly, constantly impacting his dantian.

It's a lot weaker in momentum than before, but it's more pure, almost made up of aura!

He was overjoyed to find a treasure!

An opportunity that has been waiting for many years has come unexpectedly - perhaps it is possible to break through to the foundation building period!

He had had such a breakthrough in the past, but he felt that it was far less intense than it is now! In the past, it could be called a "false breakthrough." Monks who have reached the Dzogchen stage often encounter a similar situation: they clearly sense that they are about to break through, but they are separated by a layer of window paper, and they are repeatedly tried and refused.

He had just experienced a thrilling "rebirth", he had already cultivated in the Great Perfection of the Body Refining Period, and in the dantian of his new body, he had obtained so much aura for nothing, if he didn't try to break through at this time, when would he wait?

Without hesitation, he immediately sat down cross-legged, and after calming down a little, he silently exercised the exercises and began to try to get in touch with the power in the dantian.

Sure enough, after consuming the other ingredients, the power in the dantian was only aura, and at this moment, he was summoned by him and immediately reacted.

He was overjoyed, and tried to control it a few more times, making sure there was no problem.

Immediately, he spent some effort refining these aura.

The next thing to do is to replenish the new spiritual power in the dantian to make it reach a saturated state. When the spiritual power in the dantian is compressed and turns from gaseous to liquid, that is, when it is done!

When he touched his waist, where the storage bag usually hangs, he was surprised to find that the storage bag was gone! If he looked closely, the clothes on his body had been burned to the point that only a few strips of rags were left in the experience just now! But looking at the fabric, it was not his previous clothes!

"Did someone change my clothes and put away my storage bag?"

"It's troublesome now, without the spirit stone inside, how can I break through?"

He scratched his head, and after some thought, with the mentality of trying it out, he sensed the aura around him. What he didn't expect was that the aura in this place was so abundant!

"How many spirit stones will this save?" he grinned, and suddenly felt more points in his heart.

"Foundation building monk—don't ask! I'm coming!"

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