In the forest, Xiao Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating, there was a strange rhythm between exhalation and inhalation, which was completely different from the breathing rhythm of ordinary people.

Xiao Lin didn't know how long he had been in this illusion, he was now fighting against Nian wholeheartedly, although Shuramin asked him to skip the previous part directly and start practicing the dream technique, but he still had to master the most basic means to start cultivating the dream technique.

The basic core of the whole "Nian" is a set of breathing methods, which do not come from the creation of capable people, but from the ancient methods of past history, which is one of the basic means of practice of the ancients.

Different breathing methods can often produce different effects, and the secret method of the moon breath that Linglong performed before is a breathing method, which can improve the caster's ability in all aspects in a short period of time, and can make a qualitative leap in all aspects.

The "Nian" that Xiao Lin is learning now is also based on the breathing method, and the ancients advocated absorbing the essence of the sun, moon, heaven and earth, turning the aura between heaven and earth into his body, and at the same time removing the dross and dirt contained in the original body, so as to improve his physical ability.

Of course, the breathing method is also the product of continuous improvement and creation by the ancients, and the initial means is to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, to put it bluntly, it is to drink dewdrops and eat the most primitive creatures, in order to achieve a state of resonance with heaven and earth.

It turns out that those who take this method are all immortals, because they will either starve to death in the wild early or be swallowed by wild beasts.

Later, people created the means of alchemy and medicine, constantly searching for some rare and rare spiritual elixirs to make medicines or refine them into elixirs to take, relying on this method to improve their physical level.

There is also a book written by the alchemy master "Three Thousand Methods of Danpin", in which all kinds of pills and elixirs are recorded in detail, as well as countless rare medicines.

Alchemy has indeed changed people's physique to a certain extent, and the number of longevity is increasing, and these benefits have also been passed on to the next generation.

But the turning point that really changed human beings was the birth of the first breathing method, all human beings who practice the breathing method will greatly exceed ordinary people in all aspects of the body, and their strength, speed and even life span have been greatly improved.

Soon, on the basis of the first breathing, countless breathing methods were created, each with its own unique effect and can exert different effects.

At that time, it was not difficult for a person to master more than ten breathing methods, and some of the top breathing methods could allow a person to move mountains and reclaim the sea, fly to the heavens and the earth, and those people were also called immortals by ordinary people, and even built temples to worship them.

However, the laws of the world cannot be violated, and although the life expectancy of most human beings has been extended a lot by relying on the breathing method, and a few people can live to be more than 1,000 years old, the struggle between human beings has become more and more intense.

In the end, a storm of battle broke out that affected the entire continent, and no one could stay out of it, even ordinary people who didn't know how to breathe were involved, and it was difficult to get out of the whirlpool of fate.

The storm that swept across the continent was later called the "First Age of Turmoil." In the turmoil, countless people died, the population of the entire continent was decimated by two-thirds, and countless breathing methods were destroyed.

Therefore, in Xiao Lin's time, there are very few breathing methods left, even if there are top-notch breathing methods, most of them are controlled by aristocratic forces or empires, and they will not be circulated in the world, and the final result is naturally that the strong are getting stronger and stronger, and the weak are getting weaker and weaker, and the gap between the two poles is getting bigger and bigger.

Now Xiao Lin, who has obtained the complete breathing method that ordinary people can't imagine, is scolding his mother in his heart, he is about to be killed by this weird breathing method, he doesn't let him breathe well, but he wants to play with two urgent and one slow, he only feels that he is about to suffocate to death, how can there be such a reason for breathing, is it really effective.

If someone else knows about it, it is estimated that they will tear their throats and reprimand Xiao Lin, this doll is really in the blessing and does not know the blessing, such a precious breathing method is placed in front of your eyes, it is still complete, you don't have to pay any price, let you learn for free, you even asked for so much, what a loser child.

Although he was unhappy, Xiao Lin still patiently practiced this strange breathing method little by little, and in this set of books, this breathing method has a very direct name, which is called Nian Breathing Method.

Xiao Lin was speechless for a while when he saw this title for the first time, this name is really simple and rude and easy to understand.

"Boy, if you don't calm down, you can wait to stay here for the rest of your life. A lazy and noble voice sounded in Xiao Lin's mind, making Xiao Lin feel dizzy.

He hurriedly concentrated his mind and immersed himself in the cultivation of the breathing method, gradually feeling the mystery of the breathing method, and as his mind calmed down, he did feel some differences.

The most obvious thing is that there is a warm feeling in his head, like soaking in a warm hot spring, which makes people feel very comfortable, more like someone is gently massaging his head, making his whole body and mind relax.

Nian, as the name suggests, is the existence of the spiritual realm, which is generated by the human brain, and the Nian breathing method is to improve Xiao Lin's spiritual ability little by little.

Although Xiao Lin is unable to master the means of the spiritual system no matter what, he can improve his spiritual resistance, and eventually resist or break free from the illusion.

The warm feeling in his mind made Xiao Lin show a faint smile on his face, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, his body and mind were completely immersed in the breathing method, and the unique rhythm between one breath and one breath made Xiao Lin's whole person surrounded by a layer of faint fluctuations, looming.

Xiao Lin was surprised to find that although he was now with his eyes closed, he could also have some perception of the environment around him, although he did not probe as carefully as a true spiritual ability, but at least he had a vague sense.

Now he was confident that if a person of his level approached quietly, he would definitely be aware of it, so that he would not see nothing and hear nothing like a blind man, as he had done several times before, when he was clearly surrounded by enemies in ambush.

"This kid learns so fast. ”

In the golden hall, a woman in a black dress turned over lazily on the couch, her white arms supported her head, and the corners of her mouth flashed a faint smile, and she said softly.

Soon her expression turned cold, her eyes swept lightly over the corner of the hall, and she snorted coldly: "Even if you find this place, how much strength can you muster?" ”

In an inconspicuous corner of the main hall, there was a faint gray vortex spinning, and as the vortex kept turning, some pitch-black mist in the main hall was absorbed into the vortex little by little.

I saw that the gray vortex became more and more slow, and as it continued to absorb the black mist, the color of the vortex became darker and darker, and finally it completely turned black, and then gradually dispersed.

The woman in the black dress watched this scene calmly, her figure did not move like a sculpture, and she did not have any intention of stopping it, like a passer-by looking at something that had nothing to do with her.

"After a long time of drawing, only this little bit was drawn. The woman whispered to herself, her words full of disdain, "It's sad. ”

As her words fell, the light of the entire hall dissipated, and it became pitch black, full of coldness and dead silence.

In the Forest of Powerful Ghosts, in a strange cave, the corners of the hooded man's mouth showed a happy color, looking at the crystal clear small jar in his hand, the jar was filled with pitch-black mist, and a gray seal was pasted on the mouth of the bottle, with red runes engraved on it, emitting a faint red light.

He carefully looked at the black mist in the jar, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened more and more, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and his voice trembled a little: "After so many years, I finally took a key step, and I finally extracted some of the power of Shura." ”

He shook the small jar in his hand as he walked briskly to the side of the cave, his palm tapping lightly on the stone wall a few times.

I saw that the wall began to tremble, and a stone door slowly opened, and the man in the hood moved his footsteps and flashed in, and the stone wall slowly closed again.

Behind the stone wall is a narrow fellow road, embedded in the crystal night pearls on both sides of the aisle, exuding a faint light, and on the wall of the aisle there are also dense murals, as if recording the past history.

The hooded man looked at the aisle as if admiring a work of art, and said softly, "After decades of hard work, the clouds are finally about to be cleared." He walked slowly down the hallway.

At the end of the aisle, there was a heavy iron door, and the man in the hood gently waved his palm, and the iron door slowly opened to one side with a "clang", revealing the scene inside the room.

It was a small room, the room was empty, without any furnishings or decorations, and there was a huge scarlet formation on the ground, with red light flashing on it.

Xiao Lin was sitting upright on the formation, his body was wrapped in red light, like a blood-red iron chain winding him, and a yellow rune was pasted on Xiao Lin's forehead, and there was a red pattern rolling on the rune paper, but now only half of the red pattern was left, and the other half had gradually disappeared.

The man lifted his hood, revealing a pale and bloodless cheek, he slowly circled around Xiao Lin, and whispered softly: "The process is halfway through, but this amount is not enough, we need to speed up our pace." ”

He gently rested his palm on Xiao Lin's head, and began to mutter some incomprehensible language in his mouth, and a faint blue light emanated from his hand, which poured into Xiao Lin's body in wisps.

Xiao Lin frowned, a muffled snort of pain came from his mouth, his body trembled slightly, and a trace of black mist rose from his body, hovering around him.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly took out a small bottle from his arms, and with a wave of his palm, he put the black mist into the bottle, like an addict whispering frantically, "A little more, a little more." ”

The man's attention was all on the black mist but he didn't notice it, and Xiao Lin's eyelids suddenly jumped slightly, as if he was about to wake up.