Chapter 17: The Way of Cultivation

In the blink of an eye, three months passed mercilessly under Xi Lao's almost cruel cultivation.

Time flies, the world is changing, and the sky that cannot be changed is constantly changing the people born under it.

In the elegant and tidy room, a small sandalwood round table is placed on top of which is a beautifully crafted incense burner, and wisps of green smoke dance in the white moonlight. At a certain moment, the ever-changing green smoke turned into a graceful shadow, which was fascinating!

"The strong... The strong..."

A low voice emanated from the bed in the house. Through the moonlight, a delicate face that is still immature but more resolute slowly comes into view. With his inky black patriarch's robe, his body is even more elongated than three months ago, and his flowing soft hair is the youngest clan in the history of the Han family, Han Xuan!

"There's only three months left..."

He muttered in a low voice, staring blankly at the mottled bamboo shadows swaying on the wall. Pitch-black eyes, slightly turned, looking out the window at the full moon.

"Hiss"

A faint sound of breaking wind sounded. In an instant, Han Xuan, who was still on the bed just now, disappeared without warning at this moment, leaving only the faint bamboo shadows on the wall swaying.

On the hill behind the Han family's courtyard, a dense black bamboo grows all over the mountain. The inky bamboo leaves dance in the wind and rustle. The rich bamboo forest always inexplicably reveals a strange feeling. This bamboo forest, which is listed as a forbidden land, is known to everyone in the Han family, and anyone who intrudes into it without anyone leading them will inexplicably lose their way and eventually die of hunger. Because this is not an ordinary bamboo forest, but a labyrinth of charming creatures!

A black shadow flashed by, turned and swept through the winding labyrinth, and instantly appeared on a ten-zhang square platform in the middle of the bamboo forest.

The moonlight poured down slowly, reflecting on the slightly elongated black shadow. Looking closely, it was Han Xuan who had disappeared just now.

"I don't know which generation of patriarchs did it, this platform is simply a natural place for cultivation, and it will not affect others, and there is no need to worry about other disturbances. But the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade."

After a period of embarrassment, Han Xuan didn't pause, his knees folded and he sat down slowly. As its own breath gradually calmed down, the surrounding bamboo forest stopped swaying at some point, as if it was as quiet as a virgin for fear of disturbing the former's state of mind!

"Whew... Whew..."

With the rhythm of even breathing, the lilac soul like a firefly between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by some kind of mystery, constantly condensing on Han Xuanxin's long body surface from all sides, and a layer of lilac soul membrane quietly enveloped the whole body.

One spit and one acceptance, it seems ordinary. In fact, all cultivators know the meaning of each even breath: inhaling and absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth, and exhaling and exhaling the turbidity in the body. It's not so much a breath as an exchange. Exchange the turbid qi in the body for the mottled spirit of heaven and earth, and then integrate the mottled spirit into the body according to the meridians of the exercises, and finally integrate the pure spirit, that is, the source spirit, into the heart vein. This is the Gathering of Spirits!

"Today is the ninth time..."

After three months of alternate cultivation in sub-space-time and the void, the current Han Xuan has completed the Eight Transformations of Gathering Spirits, and there is still one time to successfully complete the foundation building and officially enter the Soul Arrow!

According to Xi Lao's plan, in three months, I thought that he would be able to break through the peak of the seventh turn and reach the eighth turn. However, Han Xuan had successfully broken through the seventh turn to the eighth turn level a month ago, and had slowly improved in a month of consolidation, and he had a faint feeling that he was going to break through the ninth turn.

The cultivation talent bestowed by this cultivation speed and wind dissolution was really a bit unexpected by Xi Lao.

But it is unexpected, but it is actually more reasonable. After all, these gratifying results were categorically inseparable from Han Xuan's penance.

Continuing to concentrate, maintaining an even breath of breath, the wandering souls that filled the heavens and the earth continued to gather on the surface of Han Xuan's body. The purple fluorescence became more and more dazzling as time flowed, and at a certain moment, it was as rich as a stream, and the gurgling soul trickle poured into Han Xuan's mouth without a trace of stagnation. Streams of black turbid gas were constantly exhaled out of the body along with the breath.

At this time, Han Xuan only felt a light purple light cluster in the inner veins of his body, beating constantly with the breath of his own breath, as if he was a living heart.

But compared to the real heart, the light is more blurry. Streams of pure source spirits continue to pour out from the heart, running around the body according to the meridians of the spirit accumulation, nourishing every muscle and every cell in the body. A warmth unconsciously surged into Han Xuan's heart.

"Hungry... I... Hungry..."A low groan appeared out of thin air, and disappeared into the dark bamboo forest in an instant.

"Who?"

Suddenly opened his eyes, the soul in his body was running at high speed, and the tense muscles of Han Xuan's whole body were ready to fight at any time. At this moment, even the slightest movement could not escape Han Xuan's sharp eyes.

“...”

Quiet!

There was nothing but swaying bamboo shadows.

"Could it be an illusion? Maybe I'm too tired!" Han Xuan muttered in a low voice after carefully scanning the surroundings to make sure that there was no one else's breath except himself.

Instead, continue to concentrate, look inward, and run the meridians.

"Huh?"

With a light sigh, the moment he looked at the meridians in his body, Han Xuan suddenly frowned. The pure source spirit that had been so hard condensed just now had disappeared without a trace at this moment. The feeling of fullness just now was replaced by emptiness.

"Could it be that I was distracted just now and failed to gather spirits?"

Han Xuan, who didn't know the reason, thought secretly.

Gathering the spirit again, a wisp of heaven and earth soul that was even purer than just now was once again infused into the body.

"Whew..."

The feeling of emptiness remains unabated. Han Xuan was also at a loss at this moment.

"What the hell is this... What's going on?"

No matter how many times, the result is the same. It seemed as if there was an invisible bottomless pit in this heart, devouring all the souls that Han Xuan had worked so hard to condense. The bottomless pit, which was still dissatisfied, seemed to have paid attention to the heart vein source spirit obtained by Han Xuan's Eight Turning Gathering Spirits.

"Whew..."

"Damn" watched as the fruits of his penance were swallowed up like a cake by an inexplicable bottomless pit. Han Xuan, who was distressed, gritted his teeth.

"I don't believe it, I want to eat it secretly, right? Then let you eat enough!"

In order to find out, Han Xuan, who gathered the spirit again, was fully prepared this time. While absorbing the soul, he quietly added a wisp of his consciousness to it.

"Ahh

The majestic and pure soul, as Han Xuan expected, was swallowed by the whale again. However, this time, Han Xuan's tightly knit brows slowly relaxed, the corners of his mouth rose, and suddenly a sly smile hung on his eyebrows.

The handprint changed, and Han Xuan's main body continued to pursue the shallow wisp of consciousness that was swallowed by the whale just now.

Darkness! Endless darkness!

Without the slightest light, the surrounding qiē suddenly fell silent. There is no heartbeat, no breathing, no flow of souls, and no feeling of being zài.

"Is this the Void?"

"Hehe, it's been a long time! No one has set foot here for a long time!" A deep voice that leaked infinite vicissitudes of life spread out from the depths of the void space, and it had not dispersed for a long time.

"Where is this, who are you?" Han Xuan's faint consciousness shouted loudly into the void.

"Compassion, disgust, hehe, what a familiar taste! It's been tens of thousands of years, and it's finally here!" The low voice of vicissitudes of life seemed to have heard Han Xuan's questioning, and said to himself.

"Answer me!!" Han Xuan, who had been disturbed by the endless darkness, suddenly roared at this void again.

"Hehe, who am I? haha..."

An inexplicable desolate laugh rumbled, roaring at Han Xuan's faint consciousness, as if it was about to shake it into nothingness at some moment.

"Look!"

In the darkness, a pair of red pupils as wide as the sky and the earth hung in the void, and their huge pupils stared at Han Xuan like ants. The pupils of his eyes were full of desolation and forest! The huge coercion shook Han Xuan's soul and trembled!

"What is this?"

Before the words fell, the endless black void and the huge crimson eyes shattered Han Xuan's consciousness with it. In an instant, the shattered void overlapped again, and heaven and earth seemed to be reincarnated again at this moment.

A magnificent, solemn and huge courtyard quietly appeared in front of Han Xuan.

"This place is so familiar?!Why did I get here all of a sudden?!"

A clear laughter and laughter sounded heartily from the corner of the courtyard, interrupting Han Xuan's confused thoughts. The illusory consciousness slowly floated down from mid-air and gradually fell into this magnificent courtyard.

"Xuan'er, slow down, slow down!

A young woman with a stunning appearance and a dignified temperament, wearing a simple lotus skirt, and wearing a mysterious jade bracelet engraved with the word "underworld" on her wrist. On the cheeks as white as jade, the willow eyebrows are slightly frowned. The slender arms, bent into a gentle arc, were full of loving desire to embrace the child who looked like a three- or four-year-old in front of him.

"Mother?!!!" Seeing this situation, Han Xuan's wisp of consciousness exclaimed.

"Hehe, stinky boy, running around again, not honest at all! ”

A hearty laugh suddenly came from behind Han Xuan's consciousness. A sturdy man with a warm smile on his face, his air was free, and he was dressed in a special Han family robe, striding towards the former.

"Father?!!!

Han Xuan's parents had forgotten since he was a child, although he had never really seen his parents, but when he saw the delicate jade bracelet with the word "Hades" on the wrist of the beautiful woman and the man's special Han family robe, "Hum!" At a certain moment, the soul seemed to be strongly shocked by the resonance of the blood, and the eyes were moist for some time, and the vision was slowly blurred, and the whole body suddenly trembled violently.

In such a happy situation, Han Xuan had fantasized more than once. The warmth of being hurt by his mother and his father's dear home, even he never dreamed. At this moment, it was really presented in front of him, and that kind of shock was naturally indescribable!

When children of the same age are growing up in the warm embrace of their parents. Fear, loneliness, hatred, indifference, revenge, and responsibility accompanied Han Xuan's childhood, and continued to penetrate into the bone marrow as he grew older. This expectation of home and yearning for love fills Han Xuan's young heart full of longing all the time.

However, the constant disappointment and confusion shattered his dreams again and again, ravaging his little remaining hope.

Gradually, Han Xuan no longer looked forward to it, no longer yearned. Since what God has given him is a fate that accompanies him with loneliness all his life and cannot be changed, he simply conforms to the will of heaven and takes this lonely cultivation path to the end step by step. No matter what the road ahead, we will be steadfast!

Pursue the pinnacle, set foot in reincarnation, look at the sky, overlook all beings!

This is Han Xuan's cultivation path!!