At night, a waning moon hung high in the sky, and the silvery moonlight poured into the house through the window.

"I don't know how Cai Fei'er is now, can she still sleep alone in Xueling Valley?"

Shaoyang stood in front of the window, looking at the bright moon outside the window, and felt a faint pain in his heart.

I don't know if Xueling Valley is like this Cloud Heaven Sect, if so, with Cai Fei'er's lively personality, how can she withstand such a year of cultivation?

And with her character, it's easy to get into trouble, and if she meets someone like Senior Brother Li and Brass, she will definitely be bullied.

When I think of this Shaoyang, my heart hurts, Cai Fei'er agreed to be taken away by the woman in red because of him, and now they are separated from each other, and they can't see each other, let alone take care of them.

"Hey"

He sighed, then his eyes showed a fierce light, and he secretly said to himself: If I really want to be bullied, I would rather die than break that person's body into ten thousand pieces!

There was a gurgling sound where the fist was clenched.

Now the only way is to double your cultivation and be able to fly in the sky like Senior Brother Wang as soon as possible, so that you can go to Bailing Valley to see Cai Fei'er.

Returning to the bed, sitting cross-legged, Shaoyang began to practice frantically day and night according to the method described in the Karma Realm article.

Time flies, the sun and the moon alternate, and half a load rushes by

In the past six months, Shaoyang has maintained a posture of cultivation and has never left the bed.

There was only one thought in his heart, and that was to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again.

With such a belief, he never felt the boredom of cultivation and the tiredness of cultivation.

On this day, Shaoyang slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, lowered his head, and muttered:

"I don't know how long I've been cultivating, but I can just feel a stream of gas circulating throughout my body, does this mean that I have stepped into the first stage of the karmic realm?

He shook his head, puzzled.

"How so?"

Then he exclaimed again, and he felt that the gas in his body had miraculously disappeared after a circle.

Yes, the air flow disappeared silently, and no matter how he investigated, it was silent for a long time, as if the air flow had never appeared.

"Could it be that my cultivation is wrong?"

Shaoyang picked up the booklet next to him, quickly opened it, and searched carefully.

The entire book was examined from beginning to end, and none of the problems that arose in the book were consistent with itself.

He suddenly felt distressed, after the airflow was generated, there was no numbness as described in the book, let alone the pain of devouring his body.

And there is no mention in the book that the airflow in the body will disappear, but really, the airflow will disappear after circulating in his body.

He was unwilling and gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to sigh, hoping that this was an illusion, so he sat cross-legged again and began to cultivate again.

I don't know how much time has passed, but I know that the window is slightly bright again.

Once again, the dawn sun shines through the narrow vent in the wall, dissipating the gloom that seems to have been swallowed up by darkness for so long.

Although it is as warm as the sun, compared to the cold that is covered by snow all year round, this warmth is as weak as fireflies, and it is insignificant.

On this day, Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes violently, his gaze was like a torch, flickering.

At that moment, he once again sensed a trace of air flow in his body.

He didn't have time to think about it, he closed his eyes, for fear that the air flow would disappear in the next moment.

Looking for the direction of the flow of airflow, the trace of airflow like a thin line slowly reincarnated in the direction of blood.

Sure enough, after a circle, the air flow disappeared again silently, without any warning.

Shaoyang's face was ugly, he was sure that the aura mentioned in the booklet was produced in his body, but this aura seemed to be invisibly dispersed by others.

"Is that brass doing the trick?"

He frowned, clenched his fists, and shook his head, there was no such thing.

Seeing that brass is lazy by nature, I wish others wouldn't bother, then there will be such a mind to disperse the aura of others, and it is difficult to say whether he has this ability.

Shaoyang was very unconvinced, and this sudden joy and loss made it difficult for him to accept.

Before cultivating, although I didn't know how far I had to cultivate, I was qualified, but listening to the brass words, if I produced aura, even a trace of it, it should be considered qualified.

In this way, one can become a full disciple, and if one does not qualify, one becomes a registered disciple.

Looking at the brass again, it was clearly a kind of disdain when he said this, and it would not be much better than the registered disciple.

He didn't dare to gamble, so for the sake of insurance, he had to start breathing and exhaling again, concentrating on cultivation.

Shaoyang has a stable temperament by nature, whether it is in front of adults such as a Han couple, or in front of children such as playing with Cai Feier and Cai Da, he is mature and cautious, clever and smart.

This kind of mind has long been far superior to that of his peers, and it is not known that he is not what he appears to be.

The days passed, like being in a secluded mountain, and I didn't know what year it was.

In these days, Shaoyang is still a mixture of disappointment and joy.

Disappointingly, the aura invariably circulated in his body and then disappeared without a trace.

The joy is not that he can produce aura, but that he can feel the existence of heaven and earth aura, and can see clearly the aura in the air like stars through the naked eye, emitting a bright white light.

Several times Shaoyang reached out and grabbed the little aura in the air, and he saw the aura flying, like a cheerful elf in the forest, which drove him to disappointment caused by the disappearance of the aura.

"It's amazing!"

Shaoyang looked at the aura in his hand, and let out an exclamation from the bottom of his heart, and then blew lightly, and the aura spread out in all directions, floating in the air like fireflies.

Short-term euphoria can't hide disappointment forever, and after that, the real problem is still in front of us.

The speed at which he absorbed the aura had been greatly improved, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't keep this heaven and earth elf.

A trace of anxiety permeated the whole heart, and the color of anxiety was written on the face, becoming more and more intense.

Shaoyang estimated that the one-year period was about to expire, and he didn't dare to guarantee that he would meet the standards if he continued like this.

Although he didn't care if he could become an official disciple, if he couldn't keep his aura, when would he be able to fly in the sky like the man in white, and when would he be able to meet Cai Fei'er?

There is always a reason for everything, and he is not the kind of person who accepts the silent disappearance of the aura in a daze.

It's like your own things have disappeared out of thin air, and as the owner, you have to find out the reason for the disappearance.

Collecting his mood and distracting thoughts, he began to close his eyes and breathe.

In his calm breath, the elves in the air churned again and flew towards him enthusiastically.

As more and more aura gathered in his body, a trace of silver-white aura appeared again, running regularly along his meridians.

"Ahh

The flow of white aura made Shaoyang feel extremely comfortable, so much so that he couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

If there are outsiders present, you can see that his expression is naturally stretched at this moment, and his face is full of faint red light.

He looked inward, carefully observing the movement of the spirit thread, and at the same time observing the reactions of various parts of his body.

After ruling out that the aura is the cause of being sucked away by others, the only explanation is that the aura produced must have been sucked away by some part of oneself.

The aura is like a swimming snake, running around the meridians.

Shaoyang was engrossed, and at the moment when the aura disappeared, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and then turned to joy.

"Hahaha"

Shaoyang exclaimed, jumped off the bed, couldn't help laughing, and then held up the purple ball hanging from his neck and looked at it carefully.

He found that at the moment when the aura disappeared, the purple ball on his chest suddenly heated up for no reason.

The time of this fever is very short, so short that it can be described as instantaneous, and it will not be noticed at all unless you are prepared to observe the feeling carefully.

Now that he knew the reason, Shaoyang tried it a few times.

Without exception, the moment the aura disappeared, the purple ball on the neck heated up.

In this way, it can be determined that the disappearing aura must be the purple ball that is doing tricks.

Shaoyang looked at the purple ball, the purple ball was very ordinary, except for some flame patterns on it, there was no conspicuous place.

"How can it absorb my aura?"

He held the purple ball and muttered, carefully examining it for a long time, but still did not find anything abnormal.

"I don't believe it!"

Shaoyang untied the tether, put the purple ball on the ground, and then quickly found a hard stone from the outside.

Without thinking about it, he lifted the stone and smashed it on the purple ball with all his might.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and his whole body was numb, and he was unconscious in the palm of his hand for a long time.

He stood there stunned, dumbfounded, and the stone was like tofu hitting the wall, breaking apart and shattering.

Ignoring the pain in his palm, he picked up the purple ball and wiped off the stone chips on the purple ball.

"This ...... This ......"

Shaoyang opened his mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time, and was extremely surprised.

This purple ball was undamaged, and there was not even a trace left.

Even if it is made of pure iron, it is impossible for the stone to be shaken into slag like tofu, and if you go down so hard, a little scrap can be knocked off, right?

Shaoyang wiped the purple ball, put it back on his neck, and put the purple ball into his clothes.

He realized that this purple ball must not be an ordinary thing!

Sitting cross-legged, he wanted to wonder if there was a way to stop the purple ball from absorbing his aura.

Put it farther away? No, this method has been tried, and this method was used the first time I noticed it.

This purple ball seemed to identify him, and placing it in the corner, or even further away from the door, could not prevent the aura from disappearing.

Shaoyang was distressed, looking left and right, and finally had no clue