Chapter Ninety-Three: Butterflies and Blue Whales
Wow...... Wow......
It's the sound of the waves! Hua Shanyun quickened his pace, and with the blessing of the swift walking technique, he soon came to the beach. She couldn't help but stop at the beach, face the sea breeze, empty herself, and feel the sea.
The shallow water laps leisurely against the shore at your feet, making a soothing sound. In the distance, the sea is sparkling and reflects the golden afterglow of the sunset. From time to time, a few seagulls pass over the sea, and their bodies are light, gliding through the wind like fighter jets.
The spirit sense did not detect danger, Hua Shanyun half-closed his eyes, emptied himself, and walked along the beach, leaving a series of paw prints on the fine sand. It's a bit dangerous, but let's let ourselves be willful......
In this way, she slowly forgot herself, and felt that her soul was purified by the sound of the waves and the cry of the seagulls, becoming lighter and lighter, gradually melting into the sea breeze and drifting above the sea.
"Whewโ" What's that sound? It's so low, and it's so transparent. Hua Shanyun looked in the direction where the voice came from, but saw a column of water scattered on the sea like a fountain. Immediately, the surface of the water was slowly separated, and it was a blue whale that slowly surfaced to the surface.
The back of the blue whale has a silvery white sheen, which stands out in the brilliant sunset and sea water like an oil painting. "Uhh
Inexplicably, Hua Shanyun felt that it was shouting and calling, but who was it looking for?
At the moment when the rainbow disappeared in the mist, a butterfly slowly appeared on the surface of the sea. Its wings are translucent and ornately painted with patterns that glow against the setting sun.
At some point, the wind stopped, and the seagulls were gone. The tranquil sea mirrors the sky, and on the horizon where the water meets the sky, a butterfly flutters towards the blue whale, which raises its head slightly.
Finally, the butterfly landed a kiss on the forehead of the blue whale, and the sunset in the background was gone, leaving only the purple and red clouds on the horizon of the sea, and the picture was frozen.
Hua Shanyun suddenly felt that the aura around him was surging towards him like a wave, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the beach reef, hurriedly threw out a defensive array to cover himself, and then began to operate his mental method, guiding the more and more majestic aura to the dantian.
One Sunday, two Sundays, three Sundays...... The aura in the dantian became thicker and thicker, and it became more and more condensed. I don't know how long it took, when Hua Shanyun felt that the dantian began to swell significantly, he only heard a "tick" sound, and the first drop of spiritual liquid was formed.
Then it was out of control, and more aura was absorbed into the body, and under the guidance of the exercises, it converged to the dantian through the meridians, and was compressed and condensed into spiritual liquid in the dantian.
Hua Shanyun had forgotten the time and where he was, only the heart-shaking butterfly whale picture became clearer and clearer in his mind.
By the time Hua Shanyun transformed all the spiritual energy in the dantian into a large sea of spiritual liquid, three days and nights had passed outside.
Hua Shanyun looked at the sea of spiritual liquid glowing with golden red light in the dantian, and knew that he had broken through to the Na Ling Realm.
After consolidating his cultivation, Hua Shanyun put away the defensive array. It seems to be very remote, and there is no sign of the monks approaching it. But it is probably because of this that this beach can maintain its own style, so that she can relax with all her heart, have an epiphany, and then break through.
It was already morning, the sea was shining in the sun, the seagulls were flying and hovering in the air, but there was no trace of whales or butterflies in the whole space.