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Seeing that the other party was indeed unwilling to accept it, Wang Yuanwai's admiration increased a few points. He once heard his son mention this classmate, who was poor and depended on a younger sister. In the face of wealth, this son will definitely make great achievements in the future. just hates that he didn't give birth to a daughter, otherwise he would definitely rob him as a son-in-law.

Thinking of his son, Wang Yuanwai became a little depressed. is also studying at Mingyang College, why is there such a big gap. But soon he was a little more happy.

His son's ability to read follows him, and he has no talent, but he has a unique vision for making friends.

When his son recovers, he must contact Chang Jin more.

After returning from Wangjia Village, Chang Jin unexpectedly felt that he had signs of breaking through the three turns of human immortals.

Although he was on the verge of breaking through, Chang Jin did not rush to rush through the level, but stopped cultivating in the following days. In addition to teaching Xiaoqian to read and write every day, the rest of the time is to copy books for others or do eight-strand art, and it seems that she has completely forgotten about it.

On this night, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce. Chang Jin, as usual, sat cross-legged indoors. After a few breaths, there were no distractions in my heart, and the whole person fell silent.

Cultivation pays attention to the concentration of life and tranquility, which is no different from reading and calming down. Chang Jin firmly grasped his mind, and imagined the scene of ascending in his mind.

The higher you stand, the farther you look. The second realm in the Visualization Sutra seems to be boundless, broad and far-reaching, Chang Jin only feels that climbing the tower is like climbing a mountain at this moment, stepping up, he has seen the top of the mountain in the distance, but unfortunately it is only out of reach. In the haze, the imaginary scenery in my mind became darker and darker, until it was finally pitch black. In this situation, ordinary people are already shaken and shout.

Chang Jin has also practiced the Visualization Sutra for a while, and understands that this is just a fantasy, as long as he keeps his mind firmly in his mind, he must not be distracted. Once you really get lost in it, you will end up in a state of disintegration.

I don't know how long it took, Chang Jin suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and the starlight condensed, and finally converged into a red light, which was extremely dazzling.

There was a portal in that red light, and instinct drove Chang Jin forward.

One step, two steps...... As soon as his feet stepped into the portal, there was a darkness in front of him, and his whole body suddenly fell, as if he had jumped from the top of a building.

Chang Jin was shocked, hurriedly opened his eyes, and was stunned.

I saw that my whole person was half floating in the void, and there was a person sitting upright below, which was my body.

"A clear thought, the soul is not dispersed, like a dream like a shadow, it is like a ghost, this yin god is also. ”

This is the Yin God, as soon as he entered the ghost immortal, Chang Jin quickly calmed down, it turned out that the so-called Yin God was out of the body.

I don't know if it's like the "Twelve Stories of Floor Meditation Sutra" said, "Yin God travels, a thousand miles in one night".

Thinking of this, as soon as his consciousness moved, his figure came out directly through the wall and came to the courtyard.

This feeling is indeed wonderful, just like the description in Bachelor Su's "Former Chibi Fu": "Piao Piao is like being independent in the world, feathering and ascending to immortals." ”

He thought to himself, his body was already floating up into the night sky.

More than ten zhang of high-altitude Gangfeng hunting, Chang Jin was out of his body for the first time, and he was not prepared at all, and when he landed, he felt like a giant bell ringing in his mind, and his wandering soul trembled, as if there were signs of collapse.

How could this be, Chang Jin's Yin God was shocked, and he only felt as if he was about to get lost in it.

Surprised, he hurriedly pulled away and fell, running straight into his body. As soon as the spirit returned to its place, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the snow-white clothes on his chest red.

At this moment, although his soul was in his senses, Chang Jin still felt as if a poisonous sting had pierced his mind, and the pain was unbearable, making people can't help but want to roll on the ground again.

"This must have hurt the Yin God in the gale just now!" The consequences of the Yin God's out-of-body appearance are not described in detail in the "Meditation Sutra", there is only one sentence: "You can't stay away from the beginning", so Chang Jin didn't care. Now he knew that the consequences were so severe, and if the spirit continued to collapse, then it might not be long before he would become a vegetative person.

He struggled to sit down cross-legged and re-practiced the Twelve Stories Meditation Sutra. In the past, I could settle down in a few breaths, but now I can't concentrate at all, and illusions arise, and I almost fell into it several times.

Chang Jin didn't dare to try any further, so he could only calm down his soul in another way.

He picked up the ink ingot, carefully studied the ink in the inkstone, and then picked up the pen to write.

At first, the handwriting was messy, like a seven or eight-year-old child just learning to write, and it was very unsatisfactory. However, Chang Jin did not give up, and continued to write hard, and gradually, the magic pen in the mud palace also moved, exuding a trace of red qi flowing in his mind.

Sure enough, it worked, Chang Jin felt that the headache was a little lighter, and he was overjoyed, and he kept putting pen to paper.

Originally, I was just practicing calligraphy for the sake of entering the meditation, but now I am gradually silent in it, and I have completely forgotten about the fact that I hurt my soul.

It wasn't until there was a rooster crowing outside that Chang Jin suddenly woke up.

He stretched and stood up from the table, surprised to see that the pain was no longer in his mind, but that he was refreshed and his limbs were light.

Overnight, all the spirits that had been damaged by himself recovered. It turns out that the magic pen in my mind still has such a wonderful use, which can repair the injured soul.

At this moment, there was no sleepiness, Chang Jin simply pulled out his sword. Stepping to the hillside outside the village, he practiced the thirteen swords of Tai Chi.

As soon as he danced, he realized that he was swinging his sword much faster than before, and the sword spewed out, which was also a little colder than before.

And when you step out, there are two feet away. This was unimaginable before.

Obviously, all kinds of changes in the body are caused by the growth of the soul.

It is no wonder that the "Meditation Sutra" states: "When the realm is reached, the supernatural power is self-generated." ”

Only now did Chang Jin really understand the meaning of this sentence, the divine soul is the foundation of cultivation, just like the trunk of a towering tree, every qiē technique is just a minutiae, and there is no need to deliberately cultivate. With the ascension of the realm, the supernatural powers will naturally be comprehended. Those secret books for cultivating spells are just words formed after the predecessors realized them.

Thinking about the truth, Chang Jin saw that there was no one left and right, immediately put away his sword, suddenly mentioned his aura, and strode towards the mountain.

Poof!poof!poof!poof! The figure continued to rise and fall in the mountains, and in a few breaths, Chang Jin had already run out of a distance of twenty or thirty zhang.

Chang Jin was not very skilled in the control of the aura in his body at first, so he left a deep footprint on the ground with every step he took, and then he knew the changes in the aura in his body, and gradually became lighter as he went.

From a distance, the clothes are hunting, and the clothes are fluttering. The whole person is like a big bird soaring with wings, and then the wind, flashing again and again, instantly out of more than ten meters.

After running in the mountains for nearly half an hour, he felt that the aura in his body was not good, so Chang Jin stopped.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely on his forehead, but he felt extremely happy.

His own magical power is very similar to the legendary Liezi Yufeng, shrinking the ground into inches, and he simply named it "shrinking the ground into inches".

has such a skill, and when he encountered the hanging neck white-headed tiger, he would not let it escape, and lost thousands of taels of silver in vain.

Chang Jin sat on a big stone to regulate his internal breathing, and suddenly heard a movement more than a dozen zhang away. His consciousness sensed slightly, but it was a petite hare poking his head out of the grass, looking at him as an unpleasant guest.

Judging by its size, this little thing should have been born not long ago, and he had never even seen a human, so he was curious.

Chang Jin smiled and jumped off the big stone.

The hare was suddenly alarmed and hurried back and fled.

It's a pity that its degree is too slow, Chang Jin shook his body a few times, and he had already grabbed the hare's ears and caught them in his hands.

This small point is at most a few or two, and it is not enough to fight the tooth sacrifice at all. It's better to get it back and raise it at home, and it can be regarded as a companion for my sister.

After coming and going for an hour, when I arrived at home, Xiaoxiao was really happy to see this lively and cute little rabbit. Hurriedly weaved a rabbit cage out of bamboo strips, and then fed the little one with some wild vegetables.

The next night, after finishing his cultivation, Chang Jin went out of his body as usual. This time, he was much more careful, and he didn't dare to rashly let the Yin God float into the air more than ten feet high.

Instead, they walked slowly along the village, drifting out for four or five miles. Chang Jin suddenly remembered the sentence in the Visualization Sutra, "The initial should not be far away", and hurriedly let the Yin God return.

After the Yin God came out of his body a few times, Chang Jin was a little disappointed. If you can't enter the second turn of the ghost immortal, this yin god's weak and void qi is simply chicken ribs, it can only be revealed, without any power, and even a small embroidery needle can't be picked up, which is inferior to ordinary ghost things.

However, because of the growth of the divine soul, the comprehension of the shrinking of the ground into inches spell made Chang Jin feel that he had gained a lot.

Once, when he returned from the county seat in the dark, he arrived home in less than an hour when he used to take three hours to complete.

One day he suddenly thought that he could walk on six lands by shrinking the ground into inches, and he didn't know what it was like in the water.

With this thought, Chang Jin immediately took advantage of the night to come to the Golden Whip Creek not far away. This creek is only two zhang wide and only more than zhang deep, and finally flows into the Baishui River, which is just right to do real yàn.

He galloped to the Golden Whip Creek and did not stop, but stepped in.

"Tong!" a huge splash erupted from the water. At that moment, Chang Jin felt as if something was pulling his body under the water, wanting him to fall into it.

The aura under his feet surged, and he actually pulled his footsteps out again, and took another step forward.

The two-zhang wide surface of the water, in the blink of an eye, stopped on the opposite bank. Although Chang Jin's clothes were wet, his face was full of joy.

It turns out that as long as you control the aura gushing out of your feet, you can really run on the water.

He calmed his breath a few moments, and then stepped back.

After repeated attempts like this, Chang Jin gradually regained his senses.

Unlike the 6 grounds, when running on the water, you must always pay attention to the changes in the water flow under your feet, and then use the aura to support it. Finding the trick, Chang Jin simply ran downstream along the Golden Whip Creek. Half of the body stands on the water, treading the waves, rolling away, very fast!!

Looking from a distance, I saw a big wave rising and falling on the surface of the water, rushing straight downstream to the Baishui River.

Fortunately, it was the dead of night at this time, and no one was waiting by the water's edge, otherwise they would have screamed at the monster when they saw it.