Take a bite of the peach, the entrance is sweet, and after a few gentle chews, it will turn into a warm current and rush into the body, reaching the limbs and hundreds of remains.

After a few bites, a peach was eaten by him.

This feeling is completely different from eating ginseng fruit, the warm current soaked into the blood, as if it turned into flames burning, but it was in a tolerable range, like drinking a sip of strong wine, and the whole body became warm.

His face was flushed, like a sauna.

After a while, wisps of white mist began to evaporate from Ning Yan's body.

Sensing this change, he immediately took a pose and recited the mantra silently, and when the two were combined, it seemed to reach some kind of wonderful state, and the flesh and blood turned into small mouths, constantly devouring the scorching heat.

The white mist condensed but did not disperse, lingering around the body, and as the magic method operated, it continued to dip into the body, but at the same time, more white mist emerged, and so on, gradually becoming a cycle.

In this kind of cycle, the sense of the passage of the spirit element gradually faded, until it finally disappeared completely, Ning Yan felt clearly, that kind of cultivation did not disappear, but was suppressed, and the input spirit element far exceeded the speed of the passage.

I don't know how long it has been, there is more and more white mist outside the body, filling the entire room, Ning Yan frowned, obviously feeling that the speed of his absorption is a little slow, and he can't keep up with the rhythm of the white mist.

He was a little unwilling, this white mist was aura, or the medicinal power of the peach was more suitable, and it was a waste to lose it, and he could only absorb less than one-fifth of the medicinal power.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that the seal carving he saw from the statue of the god, although he skillfully comprehended the last posture, but it is not perfect, this feeling cannot be seen in ordinary cultivation, but in this kind of high-intensity cultivation, it suddenly shows drawbacks.

"The Qingjing Sutra is just a mantra, the key lies in those postures, this is a bridge to communicate with heaven and earth, how to make the absorption of spiritual energy faster is the key, the predecessors created this kind of cultivation method, it must have come from the state at that time, and it is very suitable for daily cultivation, but under this intensity of cultivation, it is still a little flawed. ”

He didn't close his eyes and enter the cultivation state, the room was filled with white mist, and it was like following the fairyland, those were all sneaking away aura, which could not be captured at the first time, and would soon dissipate, which was undoubtedly distressing.

He had a strong instinct that if he continued to practice at this rate, he would only absorb less than one-fifth at most, no, no, maybe not even one-fifth.

Because now is not the moment when the medicinal power of the peach will completely explode, there is a turbulent feeling in the body, like a volcano is about to erupt, it is brewing, or it will be completely erupted in a short time, which is where the real medicinal power of the peach lies.

"The so-called posture is all a means to follow cultivation and assist cultivators to exhale aura, and it is not set in stone!" he recalled in his mind the posture of the villain carved on the statue seal, and it flashed quickly in his mind like a video.

Until the last posture, which was the posture he had seen from the Elephantless Divine Deity, it was like a dividing point, and the posture of the Elephantless Divine Venerable was like a summary, summarizing all the postures in front of the Pure Meditation Sutra, and after that, it was gone.

"Can you change with your status? I don't know if that's right. Sensing that the turbulence in his body was a little irrepressible, Ning Yan gritted his teeth, stretched his body and no longer maintained the action just now, and there was a scene in his mind, comparing each scene, and he soon found it.

Following the movements before the Jingjing Sutra, it seems to be varied, but in fact, there is only one thing that has really changed, and that is the way of breathing!

That's right, the more postures you have, the more difficult it is to suppress your body's breathing, like a water tube that has been knotted by someone, and after the knot is untied, the conveying speed instantly becomes different.

Ning Yan did this experiment, he gave up those cultivation actions, and after emptying his body and mind, it was like turning into a whirlpool of water, pulling suddenly, and the white mist around him surged in an instant, like a tide out of control.

"You're crazy, you don't need to cultivate the Fa, how do you refine those violent elements in the aura?" Sequoia was alarmed, and his figure appeared, and when he saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, and he opened his mouth to scold.

However, at this time, Ning Yan was overwhelmed by the boundless spiritual mist, like a lonely boat in the angry sea, and he couldn't hear the sound of the outside world at all, he felt that what he had just done was very dangerous, and the change was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to react.

Without the obstacle of the cultivation method, the spiritual mist should have stopped, but he did not end the absorption process according to the method of the cultivation method, and at this moment, the spiritual mist was like a tidal wave that burst the embankment and rushed to his body.

Just when Sequoia sensed that something was wrong and wanted to step forward to forcibly terminate his lifeless cultivation method, Ning Yan, whose face was flushed, raised his hands suddenly, stiffly and stubbornly closed in front of him.

In the process, there was a creeching sound of bones rubbing against his body, which was terrifying, as if he was closing a heavy door, exerting all his strength, and his body was overwhelmed and collapsing.

It's not an illusion, cracks appeared on the surface of his body, and blood flowed out instantly, staining his body red, but he still didn't stop, because once he stopped, it would be a catastrophe, he could only persevere, and there was still a glimmer of life if he insisted!

Sequoia's expression froze, and she didn't continue to step forward.

As a person who has come before, he is keenly aware of the changes in the room at this moment.

Those turbulent spiritual mist gradually calmed down, and she was even more shocked that behind Ning Yan, there seemed to be a door emerging, very blurry, like seeing flowers in the fog, not real, only faintly seeing an outline.

From that illusory silhouette, a heart-pounding inexplicable depression rushed over, and even she felt palpitations.

"It's ...... His way?" Sequoia looked very strange, looking at the figure on the bed, he couldn't say what he felt, this person was still 108,000 miles away from the foundation, and he actually touched the door.

"No, he can't touch the door right now, it's an unconscious move, what could have made him take this step ahead of schedule?" Sequoia quickly spotted the situation.

That being said, in every respect, it's an extremely strong talent, so strong that it's sensational!

Ning Yan's body was terrifying, but he was still alive.

I don't know how long it has been, it seems that in the blink of an eye, his hands are closed in front of him, and they slowly fall in front of his lower abdomen, and at the same time, the surrounding spiritual mist is frantically surging towards him, but it is different from just now, it is not dangerous, and the speed of simple breathing becomes faster.

"Is it really unconscious?" Sequoia's expression changed, the door behind Ning Yan still existed, but the other party didn't notice it, and when he frantically absorbed the spiritual mist, the door flickered and flickered, and it was about to disappear.

"With his current strength, he will die if he pushes the door, but it is rare to open the immortal gate by mistake, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and once he misses it, it may be a lifetime. ”

Flood!

She wanted to step forward to remind Ning Yan, but Ning Yan didn't know what was going on, a fierce volcano-like spiritual mist erupted, and even formed an invisible impact, and the redwoods were forced to stop.

Just after this movement, the door that was originally behind Ning Yan disappeared, without a trace, and the surroundings were completely shrouded in white spiritual mist, and even Ning Yan's figure was disappearing.

"It's a pity. Seeing this, Sequoia sighed slightly.

After another while, to make sure that Ning Yan was not abnormal, she shook her head, and her figure turned into red light and disappeared into the copper hairpin.

In the room, only Ning Yan, who was immersed in a state of cultivation, and the little fox sleeping soundly in the spiritual mist.