Spit and spit and spit out.

But cultivation can't be stopped.

However, most of the time I still practice Guiyuan Gong, but the efficiency is too poor and the speed is too slow.

According to his estimates, the results of one day's cultivation were only one thousandth of the last Qi Sutra, and at this rate, it would take three years to completely open up and succeed.

The long one is desperate.

Even if the development is successful, it is only the peak of the later stage of the day after tomorrow, and the next step is to open up the two veins of Rendu that are not connected, which is equivalent to condensing an illusory channel out of thin air, and the difficulty is completely beyond imagination.

Qiye also speculated that with his own situation, I am afraid that he may not be successful in ten years, and even stop at the later stage of the day after tomorrow for the rest of his life.

Of course, the use of martial arts space is naturally different.

But it's not worth it.

Persistence is victory.

In the afternoon, Seven Nights went out to buy a cauldron and a bath bucket.

He also found someone to prop up the cauldron, bought a lot of coals, and made a fire in the stove.

"It's too troublesome, do you want to find someone?"

Nanaya shook his head as he thought about it.

It's good and convenient to be alone.

Although it is sometimes troublesome, it can be regarded as an adjustment after cultivation.

I took out a medicine bag the size of a small basin, opened it and looked at it, there were ten-centimeter-long red centipedes, sliced ginseng, astragalus, and turtle beetles.

There are more than 30 flavored medicines, and the amount is still large.

"This medicine ......"

Inexplicably, I felt a little worried in my heart, but I still poured it into a cauldron to boil.

According to Dr. Xu, it takes at least five hours to boil the medicine to refine and fuse it together.

This night, after cultivating, he kept watch by the cauldron, and once the water was almost dry, he filled it up again.

The next day, at dawn.

Qiye did not practice Changchun Gong, but scooped the boiled medicinal juice into the bath bucket, looked up, took off his clothes, and then entered the wooden barrel.

The smell is pungent

The scorching heat made him shake, and then the whole person went in and sat down slowly.

Endure the pain and return to the original gong.

Wisps of medicinal power penetrate from the skin, and then are refined, turning into a power to open up the veins.

This time the cultivation time was extraordinarily long.

When it was sunrise, he stood up and showed joy in the face of the great sun in the east.

"Fortunately, it's effective, just this side of medicine, which is equivalent to a month of ordinary cultivation."

Seven nights came to a conclusion with a little calculation.

According to this calculation, wouldn't it be possible to completely open up the last miraculous scripture with only thirty-six pairs of medicines?

Thirty-six pairs of medicines, that is, seven hundred and twenty taels of silver, only one meridian is opened.

In this way, it is equivalent to drinking silver.

But Qiye understands that the account is not calculated like this, and with the continuous cultivation, the further you go, the worse the effect will definitely be. And once every three days is the best effect.

Seven nights are still in a good mood.

After hitting the well water and flushing it several times in a row, the smell of medicine on the body gradually faded.

Then he walked out.

"Uncle Jiang is early!" There was an old man outside, walking towards the entrance of the alley with his hands behind his back, and the neighbor next door had taken a few pictures.

"It's Xiao Qin!" Uncle Jiang turned around, sniffed his nose, and couldn't help but say, "I smelled the medicine all night last night, it turned out that you made it, and you got sick?" ”

"There are some hidden diseases." Seven Nights replied, "I'm sorry to disturb you. ”

"It's fine." Uncle Jiang waved his hand, "Who doesn't have a headache and brain fever." ”

After chatting a few words, the two separated.

Uncle Jiang continued to stroll, and he went to breakfast.

As soon as he sat down, he saw two young men rushing out in the distance, slashing each other with knives, and after a while, one of them was cut down and pulled into the alley.

The breakfast eaters all fled into the house in a panic, and after a while they all came out as if nothing had happened, and continued to eat.

It seems to have gotten used to it.

"Alas, every day you kill me, I kill you, kill and kill, do you have a good meal?" Lao Zhangtou sighed.

Seven nights of silent eating.

This is very common.

However, it is usually a fight between gang disciples, and most of them are at night, so it has no impact on the left and right shops, as long as the protection fee is paid on time.

The days are as plain as water.

But he kept improving.

More than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning.

Qiye was full of spirit, because last night, he had already completed all the nine drawings of the first layer of Changchun Gong, and he was extremely proficient. Now his arms, legs, and even his waist and abdomen can be twisted beyond common sense.

To be able to reach this step in such a short period of time, it cost three or four hundred taels of silver to buy the stasis cream alone.

"The next step is to rehearse the movements of the nine pictures together and understand the changes in the essence of the gods, which can be regarded as truly completed."

"I don't know what will happen after the cultivation is successful?"

Qiye thought about it, and began to start with the first picture, and then the second picture, the speed was very slow.

Over and over again, nothing was felt.

Go on.

A whole day passed, and although the movement connection was not perfect, it was also very proficient.

But Qiye knew that the first layer still hadn't succeeded in cultivating.

After dinner, sit under the plane tree, and the moonlight is spread like water.

With his eyes closed, he pondered the situation of Changchun Gong.

It is explained in the commentary that once the first layer is practiced, it will stimulate a breath of vitality.

Dr. Xu said that the key to the first layer is that the muscles tremble like a drum, and the skin is layered like water waves, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and the cycle repeats.

"Come again!"

Seven nights of repeated drills, never succeeded.

He is not discouraged, one day does not achieve two days, and two days does not work for a month.

Persistence is often the key to success.

Seven full days passed, and the practice was as smooth as silk when I practiced and practiced backwards, but it still didn't stimulate the special effect.

Even the power is controlled at will, to the extent of subtlety.

"Could it be that this exercise really has no special effect?"

Seven Nights has some self-doubt.

Stopped, fetched a basin of water, and was about to wash his face, but he suddenly paused and stared at the water in the basin.

For a long, long time.

The eyes lit up.

Then he drew buckets of water from the well and poured them into the tub, and did not stop until it was almost full.

Standing next to the bathtub, with his fingers inserted into it, a circle of ripples rippled out, layer by layer, wave by wave, swept into the distance, but it became weaker and weaker.

Eventually, the ripples disappear.

Raising the palm of his hand and pressing it down, the water waves suddenly, quickly knocking down the barrel and rebounding back.

It took a while to stop.

Seven Nights' heart moved slightly.

He cultivated again.

Point your left foot on the ground, hook the top of your right foot with your left leg, bow slightly, and fold your arms behind your back.

But at this time, the force is transmitted to the toes, transmitted to the ground, and the rebound power is transmitted, layer by layer, and at the same time the muscle tremor is controlled, and a wave of force is also poured out to join it, making the skin roll up layer by layer like a wave.

Up to the scalp, through the palms of the hands, the hands move slightly, and the force vibrates in turn, and then to the toes.

Then it turns into the action of the second picture, until the nine pictures are completely rehearsed.

It didn't work out.

But Qiye's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

"This kind of transmission, there are five pauses in between!"

"Come again!"

Seven nights to lift your spirits.

Once, twice, five, nine.

At the end of the tenth pass, Qiye trembled all over, and he felt a strange power gushing out of his flesh and skin, which instantly swept through his body, making him feel as if he had a feeling of sublimation.

This force, full of vitality, seems to put him in nature, and it is like turning into a seedling growing vigorously.

Waves swept through the body until they finally disappeared.

"It turned out to be done!"

Seven nights were surprised, and then rejoiced.

With a grip on his palm, he felt a slight increase in strength, and he didn't care about these.

What I care about is that I feel lighter, and my internal injuries are much lighter.

Even the true qi runs a little faster, and in the true qi, there seems to be vitality.

Qiye checked his own information, his eyes widened, and he showed an incredible color, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

Ha ha......