In a cave under the pitch-black magma, it was purple at this time.

Zihua Demon Ye, full of the entire cave, is not beautiful and mysterious.

The rain in the cave stared blankly at the black stone in front of him.

He couldn't see the reason for this black stone before, but at this moment, the stone body is full of vigorous characters. If these ancient fonts were before, Yuxia would not have been recognizable, but now, he can clearly understand every word.

"Outside the sky, outside the sky is the sky. All things are born, and all things are long. Primates and life, the creation of heaven and earth, combined into a canon. Build on the strange vein, build a special vein, in order to understand the heavenly canon. ”

Tiandian, it turns out that the pulse method recorded on this is called Tiandian.

At this time, it seems that those two tears have been completely absorbed. The purple veins inside the black stone began to rhythm, causing the entire stone body to begin to tremble slightly.

As it trembled, more purple rays were swallowed, and the purple rays in the cave began to gradually thicken.

Eventually, the cyclone in the center of the rain began to spin rapidly. As the cyclone turned sharply, all the purple rays that filled the cave began to rush towards the rain.

With the influx of purple rays, the cyclone gradually turned purple. And under the rain, a desolate aura appeared in his mind, and this aura was even more ancient than the breath of Zi Che and the Demon King Seal.

With this breath, bursts of tingling pain hit his temples, this pain made the whole person tremble unconsciously, and he felt that the purple light seemed to be engraved in his mind, in the cyclone in his eyebrows. With a stinging pain, words and pictures began to appear in my mind.

The stinging pain has been going on and getting stronger. In the end, the entire consciousness of the rain was completely lost, and he lay down in the pitch-black magma beneath him.

I don't know how long later, when the rain woke up again, the light from the top of the cave had disappeared, and through the hole, you could see the stars in the sky.

The Blackstone is also gone.

The cyclone in the center of the eyebrows has also changed greatly, a piece of purple is shining, and there is still a purple mist around the body. The purple cyclone is dotted with purple stars and diamonds, and it is very beautiful.

There is also a lot of information in my mind, and this information is very clear, as if it is engraved in my mind.

That is exactly the content of the Heavenly Codex, which records the method of cultivation. It seems to be divided into three articles.

The rain was slowly sensing, and it seemed that he could only see the first article clearly, and the next two articles, no matter how much he drove the cyclone in the center of his eyebrows, were not clear, very blurry, and seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

But this was enough, and it meant that he could already practice the Pulse Method.

"A volume of heavenly classics, strange veins, special veins, and the sky is swirling. Draw the aura of heaven and earth, take the special pulse as the way, the strange pulse as the support, go around the sky, and inject the sky into the whirl...."

Tianxuan must be the purple cyclone in the center of his eyebrows. It turns out that this is not just as simple as knowing the sea as I think, it seems that the pulse power comes from this.

This doesn't seem to be the same as the pulse method knowledge that I learned and understood in the Divine Tattoo Academy. The ordinary pulse method is not to open the vein, and a cyclone is born in the palm. After the golden pattern, did the sea of qi give birth to in the dantian?

This canon really has its own uniqueness! It's late at night, so let me see how unique this canon is. Yuxia thought excitedly.

Twenty-one years, from the original waste boy, who was unable to open the tattoo and was spurned, to the later demon body Xiaocheng, relying on the demon body to fight. He didn't have half a pulse all the time, and he longed for the day when he had the pulse, and this day finally came.

There was a long howl, and there was an unconcealable excitement and excitement in the whistle.

Under the rain, both feet exerted, and the whole person rose from the ground. Rushed out of the hole, rushed out of the black magma, turned around, climbed on the mountain wall, and jumped towards the top of the mountain.

When you reach the top of the mountain, look up at the sky.

On this night, the stars are dotted and the moon is high. A naked body stood on the top of the mountain, and under the bright moon, it seemed that the body was glowing with radiance.

Feeling the surroundings under the rain, now he can really feel the aura around him, gently drifting by, soothing his body. He could feel the power of the stars in the sky and the essence of the moon.

He sat down lightly cross-legged, closed his eyes, palms up, and began to try to cultivate according to the Heavenly Codex.

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As the purple sky swirls in the center of the eyebrows, the surrounding spiritual energy began to converge and pour into the center of the eyebrows under the rain.

As soon as the aura entered the purple cyclone, a large stream of impurities was dispersed by the purple mist around the cyclone, and then the aura began to flow down the stream, wandering all over the body, and every time it swam to the cyclone, there would be impurities and dross being dispersed.

The purple mist of the Heavenly Spiral gradually followed, sending the scattered impurity dross to the palm of the palm along the two special veins, forcing it out of the body.

Tianxuan divided some purple qi and began to swim with the main veins of the aura, and each time it swam, the purple diamond that was originally integrated into the bones, blood vessels, veins, skin and other places also began to change, and seemed to be fused with various tissues at a deeper level.

The aura of heaven and earth was also purified by the Tianxuan over and over again under the wandering of the heavens, until there were no impurities left, and then they were accepted by the Tianxuan and integrated into the Tianxuan.

The sky seems to be adapting to this process, and so is the rain. After running for dozens of weeks, the veins were already very smooth, and the aura seemed to recognize the way.

The Celestial Spiral seemed to be dissatisfied with the sporadic inhalation, and suddenly began to run rapidly!

The aura of heaven and earth, and even the light of the stars in the sky, were drilling into the rain at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, a whirlpool formed above his head. The sky is spinning faster and faster, like a whale swallowing, inhaling all the aura into the center of the rain.

Then the trace of purple qi is separated, and the aura and impurities swim in the veins in an orderly and fast manner, with a clear division of labor.

After removing the impurities, he began to compress the purified aura again.

It's also fortunate that Yuxia is the body of the demon king, and the body and internal veins have been tempered and tough.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have been blown up by this rapid influx of aura.

Even so, while Yuxia felt that his strength was growing wildly, he was also secretly surprised by the barbarism and domineering of this Tianxuan.

Although Tianxuan had been refining and compressing the inhaled aura to the extreme, he could still feel a feeling of swelling in the internal veins of his body under the rain.

The dry well, which had no pulse for more than 20 years, was suddenly injected with a large amount of water, and he really couldn't adapt to it, and in the end, he could clearly feel the swelling pain in the meridians.

But this seems to be out of his control, and the Tianxuan at this time seems to be absorbing the aura on his own.

As far as he could reach, he could only feel that it was already a filthy palm at this time, one green dot and two green dots...... The blue dot becomes a silver dot and then a red dot. The red dots are increasing one by one...

After a while, he actually skipped the blue and silver lines and became a real red vein?

But for some reason, he always felt that the red lines on his hands were just a form of expression, different from the divine patterns born from the cyclone of other people's palms.

It's more of a mark, and it's just a mark. It's more like a mark after your own sky spins out impurities.

This red stripe is not the other red stripe, that's how he feels.