Wu Ziling held the beads, and the long-lost feeling of coolness penetrated into his heart and spleen, and the heat of his whole body faded for some reason. Wu Ziling immediately crossed his knees and cultivated...... When he woke up half a day later, there was a layer of muddy black impurities floating on his body, exuding a smoky stench, and Wu Ziling changed his clothes after taking a bath before continuing to cultivate.

After that, every three days, Aunt Lan would boil a bowl of decoction for Wu Ziling, and these medicinal materials were much better than those of ordinary years. Every time Wu Ziling is under the influence of beads, he feels that he can meditate and understand, and every time he can discharge a faint layer of black impurities, his body becomes lighter and lighter.

The time is not long, it is not short, a month has passed, but what is sighing is that Wu Ziling still failed to realize a trace of qi.

Not to mention that Wu Ziling himself couldn't accept this result, even Uncle and Aunt Lan couldn't accept it. In their opinion, even the sixth uncle said that Ziling was a good seedling, and it was impossible to use the help of decoction, but after a month, he had not yet realized the sense of qi.

Even if at the age of eight, he lost that innate aura, but it has nothing to do with breaking through the first heaven of qi induction, after all, the first genius of qi induction is only to realize the sense of qi, even if there is innate aura, it cannot be refined, and refining innate aura can only be carried out initially after reaching at least the second layer of qi induction.

When people eat 'grains', it is essential that they will be contaminated with the turbidity of the earth, so it is normal for the meridians in the body to be blocked and the qi cannot be channeled. If a mortal wants to cultivate immortals, he not only needs the method of the qi induction period, but also needs to use the spirit of the medicine stone to strengthen his body and slightly understand his meridians. In this way, with the help of the qi induction technique, you can have the opportunity to realize the sense of qi.

Obviously, under the fierce force of the decoction, Wu Ziling has not broken through to the first heaven of qi induction after more than a month, which is really incomprehensible.

On this day, after Wu Ziling drank the decoction, he did not return to the room, pinched the beads in his hand and said to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and walked out of the house alone. He felt that he had been confined to the room for too long, maybe it would be better to go out to breathe, adjust his mentality, and then go back and continue to cultivate.

Uncle and Aunt Lan also saw that Wu Ziling's mood was extremely bad, and he had too many worries in his heart. If you continue to cultivate with this mentality, even if it is a few months later, I am afraid that it will not have any effect.

Zhang Lan touched Wu Ziling's head lovingly, and said softly, "Be careful", and did not stop it.

Out of the hibiscus forest, Wu Ziling knew nothing about the outside world, and walked aimlessly.

The thoughts in my heart are chaotic like falling leaves, and I will imagine the haggard face of my grandfather Wu Guozhang for a while, and I will think of my first love who once embraced someone else's arms.

Before these could give birth to a trace of hatred, several uncles appeared in their minds sitting excitedly in the Wu family's conference hall, looking at the piles of industrial transfer documents and contracts in front of them, the greedy color on their hideous faces was not shy about it, and their eyes were shining.

Thinking of this, Wu Ziling couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and wanted to scold a few words to vent his anger. Suddenly, the hideous looks on the faces of the uncles in the picture in their minds became amiable as if they had changed their faces, and the doting intent that did not seem to be fake appeared on their faces, and the table in the conference room became an open space, and the contract documents disappeared, replaced by the carefree scene of the young Wu Ziling standing between his parents and several uncles, playing back and forth......

All the images in my memory are like movie films, brushing through them, and each picture records a piece of the past. Love, chase, regret, hate, occasionally interspersed with the appearance of Uncle and Aunt Lan.

Wu Ziling's mentality has fallen to the bottom at this time, between reality and memory, between reality and fantasy, the virtual and the real, staggered and horizontal, difficult to distinguish.

Wu Ziling's footsteps gradually floated in vain, and it was the magical bead that he was holding tightly in his hand that did not make him sober up at this moment.

In the tree-lined path, a small stream winds its way from the mountains.

Wu Ziling, who was hobbling in steps, approached here, bent down, and trembled with both hands to hold the stream and sprinkle it on his face.

The stream in this season carried a touch of cold, and the numb Wu Ziling was slightly sober, so his hands continued to set off waves in the stream, and he kept hitting this immature but haggard face.

After a long time, Wu Ziling finally sat weakly on the grass by the stream, and his mind gradually became clearer, looking up at the surroundings.

In the back mountain in September, the autumn breeze is bleak, and suddenly a gust of autumn wind blows here, the stream ripples up, the fallen leaves dance with the autumn wind, and the wild chrysanthemums scattered around and bloom are swaying and dancing in the wind.

The simple and unique charm of September in the mountains is beautifully displayed around Wu Ziling. Wu Ziling quietly observed the scenery in the mountains, his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down, and the last slight ripples in his heart gradually became waveless with the passage of time.

At this time, Wu Ziling's method "Xuanqing Jue" was quietly running. Usually, when Wu Ziling is practicing, according to what Wu Keqian said, he always closes his eyes slightly, tries to have no external objects in his heart, and keeps his mind one.

But this time, Wu Ziling sat with his eyes open and facing the stream. While concentrating on the scene in front of you and feeling the wonder of nature, you can secretly practice "Xuanqing Jue".

The afterglow stained this beautiful forest red, and the scattered fallen leaves flowed down the stream under the sunset, Wu Ziling gently stretched out a hand to stop the fallen leaves in the water, picked them up, and watched the crystal water droplets dripping from the fallen leaves fall into the soil.

Suddenly, wisps of milky white aura in the air appeared in Wu Ziling's eyes like a ghost, and under the condition that his magic technique continued to operate, one after another aura was slowly introduced into the body, dwelling in the dantian.

When night falls, a milky way rides across the crape myrtle sky, like the mythical and legendary Lethe Lee, long, gorgeous and mysterious.

Wu Ziling has been in a state of inducing qi into his body since he realized the sense of qi at dusk. Wu Ziling's strange thing was that when he was devoting himself to it, the small beads in his hand would occasionally be introduced into his body by pulling out a strange 'aura'.

This kind of 'aura' can be described as extremely slender, and it is not an exaggeration to compare it to 'green silk', but the intensity of the aura is nearly a hundred times higher than that of the aura in the heaven and earth.

When the moon and stars were scarce, Wu Ziling finally stopped running the exercises, and after his mind relaxed, he thought about some things that deserved his attention.

Because Wu Ziling seemed to have some eyebrows about the liquid in the jade dragon pot in front of the dragon's head in the mysterious underground palace on the earth that day. No wonder he was so thirsty that day, but he completely eliminated his hunger and thirst with just a little dip of one finger.

That liquid should exist in the form of 'spiritual liquid', which contains an extremely large amount of heaven and earth aura, and it is naturally a trivial matter to solve the problem of thirst.

If the spiritual liquid is compared to the concentration of the spiritual energy, it is second only to the existence of the bead on the dragon's tongue in his hand.

Wu Ziling thought about his elbows, he found that things were not so simple, according to his weak physique at that time, or even if he broke through to the state of Qi Induction One Heaven now, and could start to guide the spiritual energy into the dantian, drinking two mouthfuls of 'spiritual liquid' would definitely be like the beginning, and it would definitely come to the 'big explosion' in the body.

"Then since he definitely couldn't survive at the beginning, how did he survive?If the Ziwei Emperor Star is the same as the earth month, where did the month that disappeared in the middle go?' Two great mysteries lingered in Wu Ziling's heart, and with the advancement of strength, he found that this world had completely detached himself from all his original cognitions, and many things could not be controlled, or that he had many mysteries that could not be solved.

"At the beginning of the Night Pearl of Yuxu Peak, why didn't it collapse early or late, and it just so happened that I went and collapsed?"

"Where the cave is falling, there happens to be a night pearl? Why does this night pearl appear in the place where it collapses?"

"And what about that seemingly precious scroll?"

"What's the use of a luxurious and mysterious Taoist underground palace made up of seven bowl-sized night pearls?"

"What is the role of the dragon head in the dungeon?"

"Why did I come here after I was unconscious?"

"This bead seems to be very advanced, and the aura is richer than that 'spiritual liquid', but what is it?"

"Could this so-called 'Ziwei Emperor Star' have some kind of connection with the underground palace on the Earth's Jade Void Peak?"

"Although the aura of this world has entered the last ancient period, the aura here is still so abundant, and the earth where I am located should have no trace of aura, what is going on?"

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As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ziling hurriedly broke out in a cold sweat, and his cold hair stood on end. He felt a huge cloud of doubt around him, and immediately stopped thinking about it, got up, and prepared to find his way back......