When the child is in Butterfly Ridge.

I don't know if it's because I have developed a habit in the nightless forest, and there are many more people in Butterfly Ridge at night than during the day.

Huang Zheng walked a few more steps than during the day, only to find that there are several pavilions in the depths of the Butterfly Ridge, with tables and chairs, and there is also a row of stone chairs on both sides of the ridge along the mountain, and there are stone platforms for meditation scattered everywhere, supplemented by various colors of trees and butterflies, which is quite interesting.

"It's just a pool of lake water," Huang thought to himself.

He looked around, trying to find a spring butterfly as soon as possible to try what he had learned from the book, but he couldn't find any trace of the butterfly for a long time, which was strange.

"I can't hide if I want to hide during the day. "Huang Yu is helpless.

He looked at the people around him, trying to refer to their movements, but found that most of them had already found the spring butterfly, and they placed the butterfly on their shoulders, arms, thighs, and even the top of their heads, and then sat in the center of the stone platform by themselves, meditating quietly.

"I always feel like I look like a god chattering ......" In the middle of the night, so many people sit motionless on the ground, which is indeed a bit weird.

"Whew!"

A twisted cry suddenly came from not far away, breaking the silence, and Huang Yan looked in the direction where the sound came from, and found a person lying on the ground, as if he had fallen from a tree.

Huang Yan glanced at the man, due to the distance, he couldn't see his face clearly, only to see that after he got up from the ground, he first patted the soil on his body, and then shrugged his shoulders, as if to test the extent of his injury, and then, he patted his head with one hand, as if he remembered something, and suddenly raised his other hand, which was held hollow, in front of him, and wanted to open it, but as if he didn't dare to look at what was inside, he had to open his palm a little bit, a little, and a little, and finally saw it clearly.

Then he looked up, looked up at the sky, looked desperate, then lowered his head, shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then looked up again...... After repeating this a few times, he put what he was holding on the ground, dug up some dirt from the side, covered it up, then stood up, bowed to the mound of dirt on the ground, and turned away.

"......" looked at this series of exaggerated actions, Huang Yan was speechless, and said in his heart: "It's a pity that this kind of person who is full of drama doesn't play a one-man show...... But in the middle of the night, why do you run to the tree?"

“！”

But suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he jumped into the tree himself.

It turned out that the spring butterfly was on the tree.

The spring butterflies at night are much quieter than during the day, and at the moment they rest with their bodies close to the leaves, and it is difficult to spot them without looking closely.

Huang Yu carefully plucked a leaf with a creeping butterfly, lest he wake up the other butterflies on the branch as well—once there were too many butterflies attached to his body, he would inevitably fall asleep quickly.

It was then that he understood why so many apprentices had come to this place at night - presumably because there were too many butterflies awake during the day to control.

Then he found a stone platform and sat down, there was only one person nearby, and he glanced over and saw that the man had used a cage shaped like a pillar fishing net to cover himself, which looked rather strange.

"This is also to prevent other butterflies from approaching him, right?" Huang said in his heart, "It's all a routine." ”

After making sure that no one would disturb him, Huang Yan turned his attention to the spring butterfly in his hand, which was stretching and sticking to the leaves, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

The reason for this is that in addition to relying on the leaves to hide themselves, they are also silently sucking the "qi" in the trees, converting it into heat and dissipating it to maintain a temperature suitable for their survival - so the four seasons here are like spring, and the constant temperature remains unchanged, but compared to animals and humans, the "aura" emitted by plants is weaker.

Huang Yan gently buckled the spring butterfly on his leg with one hand, and slowly pulled the leaves away with the other hand, and the spring butterfly did not struggle, but only changed places to continue to rest. Seeing this, Huang Yan gently removed the clasped hand and concentrated on feeling the flow of breath in the butterfly stay.

"Feeling. "It has always been Huang Shen's strong point.

In the past, Huang Huang often carried out activities in extremely dangerous and dark environments, so he deliberately practiced many techniques that ordinary people did not have the opportunity to come into contact with, such as "killing intent" - and to control these skills, it was necessary to have a strong sense ability to support, for this reason, he had specially carried out this kind of practice in the past, and the result was "Jueyuan", which allowed him to perceive the movements around him.

But Jueyuan is not limited to external use.

Once Huang Shen concentrates his energy and aggregates the "Jueyuan" that was originally used outside the body into his body, he will be able to feel extremely keenly changes that ordinary people cannot perceive, which will undoubtedly be of great help to Qi cultivation.

In order to better imagine the flow of breath, Huang Shen closed his eyes. He first focused all his senses on the part where the spring butterfly rested, which seemed to be a little weaker than usual because of the qi being sucked in, especially the outermost layer of skin, which could be noticeably warmer than the rest of the body*.

(The time when the spring butterfly converts "aura" into heat is when it "depowders" every day, and it usually does not heat up, and the depowdering time of no butterfly is different).

Along this area, Huang was able to feel a subtle, unknown energy moving out of his body, and this movement caused Huang to form an imagination similar to blood flow in his mind, and he was sure that, if there was no accident, this was "aura".

So he started to feel the reverse from the part where the qi was sucked out, imagining a picture like blood flowing backwards in the blood vessels.

Backwards, like a snake walking through a hole, passing through different places.

"Heyang", "Zusanli", "House"......

The closest places to the place where the spring butterfly rests are the most obvious places where the energy is released, and it can be seen in the mind map that Huang Yu senses through his senses - the energy converges into a vortex in these places, where energy can be generated, and while the energy is shot elsewhere, more energy will be drawn from other qi places at the same time.

Following the place where the energy was drawn, Huang Yan continued to push the path of his senses backwards -- "Yongquan", "Chongyang", "Tianshu", "Jingmen" -- although the energy in these places was far away from the position of the butterfly, and the movement was relatively insignificant, but at this time he had already experienced the laws and sensations of energy flow little by little, and it was not difficult to find out.

Crawling, spinning, retrograde.

The imaginary movement in his mind began to grow faster and faster, and he could feel that every Qi Mansion was like a hidden door, and when the energy in his mind map came, it would open as soon as it rushed - "Lao Palace", "Hegu", "Tianzong", "Cloud Gate", and several Qi Mansions farthest away from the butterfly were also broken by him one by one.

Everything went so smoothly that Huang Yan had completely integrated with the perspective in the idea map, and he never imagined that in his own body, he could actually experience this feeling of smooth galloping flow.

At this moment, he had forgotten to chase away the butterflies at hand, but devoted himself to the energy in his body—he was already sure that this was the "aura"—and swimming, and for a while, he had the idea of wanting to swim through the meridians in his body, and he began the next round of "charge" -

"Soul Gate" - "Divine Seal" - "Tianshu" - "Mansion House" -

Town Ghost Gate.

"Huh!"

Huang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and unconsciously jumped back, feeling like he was about to hit something.

"Why do you see the town ghost gate?"

It turned out that just when Huang Zheng was about to break through Guan Yuan's acupoint, the idea map he saw in his mind was an incomparably large black dark iron door, this kind of door Huang Zheng had only seen in his hometown, and it was a door set up to prevent evil spirits from entering and leaving, so it was called the "Town Ghost Gate".

Huang Yan broke out in a cold sweat, took two deep breaths, and then looked at the surrounding situation, and there was no movement, so he calmed down a little.

"Is it really the Demon Gate? Maybe I'm wrong?"

Huang was puzzled, after all, he had never deliberately felt the flow of breath in his body, and he had never seen the relevant explanation in the book given to him by the Lu brothers, and the current situation was completely unknown to him.

"If I remember correctly," he began to think again, "the 'Guan Yuan' acupoint is different from the qi fu that I broke through before, what I broke through before was the so-called 'internal phase de' and 'outer phase de', as far as I know, the 'internal and external phase de' is not the main source of aura - the main source is called 'all together', but the forehead 'divine court', the neck 'Tiantu', the chest and abdomen 'Juque', and the lower abdomen 'Guan Yuan' four big acupoints, and the place where I met the town ghost gate is 'Guan Yuan'. ”

In other words, it is more difficult to break through the "one-size-fits-all" everywhere than the rest of the "internal and external compatibility"?

"Just try it. ”

Huang closed his eyes again and entered the mental map.

This time, although he still started to push backwards from the position where the Spring Butterfly stayed, he decided not to pay attention to the other acupuncture points and directly rushed the qi in his body to the Guan Yuan acupoint.

Perhaps because the goal was clear, in the current mental map in his mind, the flow of breath became more rapid, like a torrent of wind, which had the momentum of directly breaking through Guan Yuan.

What Huang Ji didn't realize was that the speed at which he was running Qi at this time was not at all the speed that a beginner should have.

I saw that his whole body was tense, his expression was like a great enemy, the images in his mind were moving rapidly, and the imaginary qi had almost become a rushing river, whistling in, how could it stop its flow with a few doors?

But it still stopped, and stopped at Guan Yuan's cave.

“......”

But this time, Huang Yan was mentally prepared after all, and he couldn't break the door, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, but continued to concentrate on "seeing" the scene in his mind.

Pitch black, massive, majestic.

"It's really a ghost gate. Huang Yan no longer doubted.

Because only the Demon Suppression Gate "would have such a huge set of door knockers", Huang Yan in his mind leaned over to the black door in front of him and looked at it carefully.

There are three groups of door knockers, and their auxiliary heads are the three most common ghost beasts of "wolf", "tiger" and "lion". On both sides of the façade, a group of patterns are carved, on one side is a dragon hovering in the air, the appearance of this dragon seems to be no different from that of ordinary dragons, but its posture is not as common as the usual fangs and claws, but more solemn and deep, but even so, anyone can feel its terrifying sense of intimidation;

The creatures carved on these two ghost gates are the legendary dragon king "Fierce Spine" who slaughtered countless evil ghosts and the Yin Divine Beast "Hook Collapse".

Huang Yan often saw the Town Ghost Gate in his hometown, but what he didn't understand was why it appeared in his mind map, and it was clearly to prevent the flow of breath in his body.

"Is it just Guan Yuan's acupoint?" Huang Yu thought to himself, the thirty-two "internal appearances" and "external appearances" in his body had all been opened, and the remaining choice could only be that the remaining three places were combined.

Huang Yan re-lucked his qi a few times, and sure enough, he found that in addition to Guan Yuan, the other three "all together" were also sealed by the Ghost Town.

"Forehead ......"

After concentrating again and again, Huang Yan showed some tiredness, but he didn't notice that now when he was lucky, he could no longer rely on the sucking effect of the Spring Butterfly, but directly induce qi from a certain Qi Mansion.

Huang Yan recalled the scene when he faced the Ghost Gate in the past - at that time, he only felt that the patterns carved on the Ghost Gate were fierce and terrifying, not only did it not look like a gate to resist evil spirits, but it was more like a gate to hell, just standing in front of the Ghost Gate made him almost lose the desire to move forward.

It was such a door, and now it actually appeared in his body.

"Interesting. The corners of Huang Yan's mouth smiled slightly, after all, he was not what he used to be, and said in his heart, "I'll break through it and show you!"

Therefore, Huang Yan started his luck from the Yongquan acupoint on the soles of his feet, and let the qi rotate continuously in several qi mansions near Guan Yuan acupoint, and then he ran the other two qi from Hegu and Lao Gong on his two hands, and also let them merge into several qi mansions near Guan Yuan acupoint.

Several streams of air continue to rotate in the body, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the volume also increases with the continuous bleed air. But along with this, the load on the body of the yellow patient is also increasing.

In order to enhance the impact of Qi through exercise, even though there seemed to be a huge lead ball in his body that was constantly swinging, Huang Yan still refused to let him rush to Guan Yuan's acupoint as soon as possible.

It wasn't until a gust of wind seemed to blow in Huang's body, almost to the point that it was uncontrollable, that he sent all his qi to Guan Yuan's acupoint in one go.

"Open it for me!"

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in the context of his mind, and with it-

It's a blank slate.

In this way, after an unknown amount of time, Huang Yan slowly came back to his senses, and he felt as if his body had been squeezed dry, and he couldn't exert any strength. He struggled to use the last bit of energy to get his qi out and send it to Guan Yuan's acupoint, wanting to see if the Demon Suppression Gate had been breached.

The Demon Gate was still closed—but if anything, the six knockers on the Demon Gate were shaking slightly, as if they were laughing at themselves in front of them.

“......”

Huang Yan's energy was finally completely exhausted, so he sat on the stone platform and fell asleep again.

But the spring butterfly that originally rested on his lap happened to wake up, only to see it gently pat its two blue wings as thin as cicada wings, shake off a layer of silver-white powder, and fly away lightly.