Chapter 7 Overkill
When Wang Huan woke up, he found himself lying in a makeshift nest in the backyard of the Willow Song Tavern. Glancing at the dark room, Wang Huan was sure that it was night, and he was alone in the courtyard.
"Don't slap your face, those bastards are still so ignorant. Wang Huan comforted himself, took a breath, and tried his best to support his upper body, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in a feeling of swelling and pain, which couldn't help but make him frown.
He remembered that near the bed, there was an oil lamp, and there was still flint beside the lamp, so he trembled in the darkness......
Trying to hit the flint and light the oil lamp, he was already sweating, and he moved his body, and the whole body leaned against the head of the bed. The clothes on the body are newly changed, and they are a little fat, so they should be cold pine. Thinking of being beaten in the morning, Wang Huan couldn't help but feel bloated in his chest, and being punched and kicked by that kind of little minions was a great shame in Wang Huan's dictionary.
"Practice the soul thought, Lao Tzu will definitely go back to the field. Thinking indignantly about the thrill of revenge in the future, he immediately came to his senses.
Reaching out to his underwear, he took out a yellow silk cloth booklet, and said while touching: "It's good that I hid you, otherwise, my brother is in a coma, and Han Song's little fat man has changed his outfit half-indecently and half-normally, you can still find it." ”
Looking at "The Soul Canon", under the corners of Wang Huan's bruised eyes, he still couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, as if this book had extraordinary magic.
"Gail, you're dead. Remembering that he was abused in the morning and had no power to fight back, Wang Huan kept cursing in his mouth. In his heart, the desire for strength was suddenly raised to the extreme.
Sit cross-legged, first slowly calm your mind, then feel the aura in the air, and swing your hands according to the posture of the first type of cultivation of the second air pocket.
No matter which air pocket is cultivated, the route of spiritual energy transmission in the body is not much different, but the last step is to transport it to the first closed air pocket to the second unsealed air pocket.
The aura was skillfully swimming in his body, and it didn't take long for Wang Huan's second air pocket to be covered with a thin film, but this second air pocket gave him the feeling that it needed more spiritual energy than the first air pocket.
Time passed minute by minute, and Wang Huan at this time, like a tireless student, worked hard to swim in the ocean of knowledge.
A night passed quickly, Wang Huan was a little frustrated to find that this second air pocket, at least half a day to be sealed, then there will be thoughts, thoughts will have to be condensed into thoughts, and at the end, if the thoughts are enough, he also needs to condense his thoughts into soul thoughts, and these, if according to normal calculations, he will need at least three nights.
"Damn, why are you doing so quickly at dawn, I don't know if Brother Lu Dao needs time?"
Glancing at the light outside, Wang Huan had to get up, looking at the current sky, it was already bright, although he was very eager to not have to work during the day and could practice all the time, but he still had to rely on this job to eat, and he would be late the next day at work, what would the boss think?
Stretching his waist, after a night of cultivation, the injuries on his body were almost healed, and the bruised face was finally smoothed out, for the monk, these skin injuries were nourished by spiritual power for a night, and it was not proper.
After washing up briefly and making sure that he is still handsome, he opens the back door, detours a corner, and turns into the front door from the back path.
Han Song didn't come to open the door?
Seeing the closed door of the Liusong Tavern, Wang Huan was a little happy and a little worried in his heart. According to such a bright sky, if you are on the earth, it will be at least eight o'clock, and yesterday the sky was not so bright, so Han Song stopped practicing and wanted to come and open the door, and now this point has not come.
The two white and tender hands tightened, secretly happy that he didn't have to go to work, he could go back to continue practicing, and he was worried that Han Song didn't come to open the door, so his brother-in-law had an accident.
Didn't go to Hansong, didn't go to determine whether his brother-in-law had an accident, Wang Huan went straight back the same way, when he was on Earth, although he played all day long, he was a righteous and thoughtful person.
After being beaten twice, Wang Huan finally understood that in this situation, Han Song's brother-in-law Lu He should have had an accident, and the Gail family is estimated to come over soon to find trouble, and he can only help Han Song if he quickly improves his strength. Now like this, in the past, except for being beaten and dragged by Hansong's hind legs, it definitely didn't play any role.
rummaged through the kitchen in the backyard, found some dry food, and filled his stomach indiscriminately, Wang Huan concentrated on his cultivation.
The sky darkened again, and a glimmer of moonlight shone through the window on Wang Huan's tense face.
At this moment, beads of sweat were appearing on the forehead of the tense face, and the feeling of pain hit again. "This breakthrough is really a combination of pain and happiness. ”
Just now, Wang Huan struggled to seal the second air pocket in his body, and at this time, he couldn't help but say helplessly. The two breakthroughs are like a woman handing over her first time, first it hurts, and then it is cool, this feeling is very strange, but with Wang Huan's dirty thoughts, it is already very remarkable to be able to use this word to describe it.
Some dirty things are discharged from the body again, but compared with the first time, it is a world of difference, after all, the breakthrough between the first and second orders is only more than a day, although the body will still inhale some more impurities on this day, but compared to the previous realm where the clothes were dyed black, this time it is much cleaner.
Casually wiped those dirty things, the corners of Wang Huan's mouth raised slightly, and he closed his eyes again excitedly, now he has forgotten that he has not eaten anything except for the dry food in the morning. This may be the nourishment of aura, just like when we are sick and take glucose, we are more hungry.
After breaking through to the second order, Wang Huan clearly felt that his sea of consciousness had become slightly larger, his heart moved slightly, and a small black dot suddenly appeared.
This is the thirty-seventh thought, skillfully moving the black dot towards a slightly larger black dot next to it, and the two black dots, one large and one small, quickly merged together.
Cool, Zhihai had thoughts again, and this feeling of being powerful again made Wang Huan's whole body tremble comfortably. Then the idea of desperation arises, and the idea of merging ......
One night, it was quickly worn out by his efforts. Although he didn't sleep, Wang Huan didn't feel tired at all, but became more and more energetic.
Exhaling heavily, he had now condensed nine thoughts, and there were still thoughts being born. However, the stomach screamed uncontrollably.
Turning over and getting up, the little dry food in the kitchen yesterday has been wiped out by him, his eyes swept at random, and the most stubborn stopped at the big rooster that called, saying that it was a rooster, but the appearance was a little different from that on the earth, this kind of chicken, the mouth was slightly hooked downward, and the eyes were sharp, but because of the hypertrophy of the abdomen, it looked a little clumsy.
Poultry is poultry, Wang Huan doesn't seem to be afraid of not being able to handle it, his feet move lightly, and a spiritual power wanders around his body, although he cultivates the soul, but every time he rises to a level, Wang Huan's body is still stronger than before, and now, he is physically strong, and it is estimated that he can catch up with Han Song.
The closer he got closer, the big rooster also spotted Wang Huan, 'clucked', flapped his wings a few times, and avoided it to the side.
"Want to run?" snorted coldly, and three strands of thought pressed towards the big from three directions.
Suddenly, a miraculous scene happened, the big rooster was fixed there by three forces, unable to move.
Unexpectedly, this idea is good for catching chickens.