Yan Zhuo, who was meditating cross-legged, was still thinking about the feeling in practice.

She was still thinking about how to make the spiritual power emit faster and stronger when she made a move, and even the state of the spiritual power could be changed, not just gathered into a bunch, but dispersed......

For example, Yan Zhuo suddenly had a good idea in his heart, can the state of spiritual power be as thin as a needle and almost invisible, and there are many of them, and most importantly, there is still a lot of power?

She tilted her head, happy and distressed by her sudden thought.

Presumably, all of these things she wants can be achieved. And in this way, the flow of spiritual power she has condensed now is still too large, if she wants to condense her spiritual power into a smaller and more powerful state, then she will have to put in more effort.

Of course, it takes time, it takes a long time of practice and accumulation, no matter how anxious she is, it is impossible to eat a big fat man in one bite. Yan Zhuo smiled, I can't be in a hurry, I can't be in a hurry~

However, this "Purple Jade Void", she finally has time to cultivate now!

Yan Zhuo picked up the exercise that amazed her again, and entered the cultivation state again.

According to the exercises, she mobilized the aura to go straight to the legs and feet, so that the aura condensed in the feet and carried out the circulation of Xiao Zhoutian.

After the aura penetrated the veins of the feet, Yan Zhuo gathered his strength and slowly radiated the aura along the feet, trying to make it form a stable airflow to support his body to float.

But this time, Yan Zhuo was too careful, and the amount of aura output was too small to support her at all. Yan Zhuo immediately increased the flow of spiritual power, but this time, she used too much force.

She thudded, flew up, and then thumped and fell to the ground.

It turned out that her strength was too strong this time, and the whole person flew up suddenly, which scared her a lot, and she was only scared, where could she still think of controlling the flow of spiritual power? So, she fell to the ground with a thud again.

Oops~

Yan Zhuo smiled bitterly and touched his aching buttocks, hiss, it really hurts......

That's a lot of head-scratching.

She was still practicing just now, concentrating all her spiritual power in one place, and the force was violently instantaneous outside her body. At this moment, she had to practice how to control her strength, control her spiritual power, so that it could stabilize in her feet and continue to ......

These are two completely opposite ways, but Yan Zhuo is not suitable. She has just become familiar with the violent and instantaneous, and it is extremely difficult to practice this light skill, and it is all bitter tears when she talks about it.

Her spiritual power to her feet is sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes urgent, and sometimes slow...... Let her whole person be high and low for a while, up and down for a while, left for a while, and right for a while......

In short, it can make her miserable.

But her biggest advantage is that she never gives up.

She stood still, took a deep breath, eased the discomfort in her stomach, and then shook her head, which was a little swollen, ready to rest first and then come to compete with this light skill.

Yan Zhuo walked slowly to the bamboo house, and the tables and chairs placed next to the bamboo forest stood quietly. At this moment, I don't know where Qingfeng's arrogant little guy is. Thinking of Qingfeng, the corners of Yan Zhuo's mouth hooked, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Pushing open the bamboo door, the house was as clean as ever, untouched with half a grain of dust.

Yan Zhuo walked directly towards the bedroom.

The portrait of Mu seniors broke into the sight at a glance. Firmly attracted her attention. In the painting, she is so vivid and vivid, looking at the painting, it is like seeing a heroic, extremely resolute, and unconventional bright woman standing in front of her. It's not hard to imagine what she was like back then.

Senior Mu is also like her, starting from a boudoir woman, relying on her own talent and hard work, she has grown step by step into an eye-catching son of heaven.

She must have suffered a lot, Yan Zhuo thought to himself. The fall of the family, the contempt of the man, the revenge of the enemy, the betrayal of the companion, the danger on the way...... How many times did you escape death, how many times did your life hang by a thread...... But luckily, she basically survived.

Yan Zhuo looked at the painting, and thoughts flew in his mind.

What person's life journey is without twists and turns? There are always people who have all kinds of reasons to see you unpleasantly, want to fix you, want to harm you, and even want to destroy you and kill you...... But, you have to choose your own path.

What others do, the ploy against you, is just to set up all kinds of roadblocks on your way, cross it, cross it, defeat it, and you win, and you can become more powerful and stronger.

What others do is good for you, that is to help you pave the way and help you become a better version of yourself. With their power, you keep moving forward, growing and enriching yourself.

And the relationship between people is complicated, but it is more or less the same. Others are no matter what, that's someone else's business, they are just a supporting role in each of our lives, and this protagonist is each of us who determines how we are.

She is the protagonist of her life!

And now, what she is experiencing is also to fulfill her own ......

Yan Zhuo thought of this, and his heart was clear for a while, and the displeasure, resentment, and irritability of being conspired and calculated by others all disappeared without a trace. She felt an indescribable sense of comfort and happiness, as if she had been suffering from a long drought, as if she had been cured for a long time, and her heart was steady and calm.

At this time, all the aura in the space was surging towards Yan Zhuo's body. Yan Zhuo was overjoyed in her heart, knowing that this was a rare opportunity, maybe, it was caused by her realization?

In any case, how can this mouth-to-mouth "deliciousness" be allowed to slip away?

Yan Zhuo then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated, and received this surging spiritual power without reservation.

Spiritual power is constantly circulating and circulating, compressing and compressing...... It turned out that the innate four-layer barrier had been exposed at this moment under the impact of spiritual power. Under the pressure of spiritual power, the barrier has shown a crumbling state, and Yan Zhuo mobilized spiritual power to launch the final fatal blow.

The barrier of the innate fourth layer was broken in response, which also announced that Yan Zhuo had officially entered the innate fifth layer!

The Fifth Layer of Innate Nature!Yan Zhuo has finally entered the intermediate stage of the Innate Stage.

The cyclone in the dantian then became a lot bigger, and the spiritual power continued to fill the vacancy in the dantian, washing away the newly opened tendons. After Yan Zhuo kept running the spiritual power, after the innate five layers stabilized, the spiritual power in the air gradually dissipated.

Sure enough, the innate sixth layer needs more spiritual power, and the spiritual power attracted by today's epiphany is only enough for her to break through the barrier of the fifth layer, and she can touch the barrier of the sixth layer.

And she also found that her ability to sense spiritual power has also been greatly improved, and her body is far stronger than before. At this time, if she is allowed to practice light exercises, she is sure that it will definitely be much better than before.

Yan Zhuo stood up and respectfully bowed to his seniors, and he really benefited a lot from his predecessors. If I have the opportunity to see her in the future, I will definitely thank her.

Yan Zhuo walked to the side of the bed and opened the drawer where the things were kept, and she remembered that when she checked it, there was an egg in it. However, at that time, she was just a novice and didn't understand anything, let alone care about any inexplicable eggs.

In the past two days, she only remembered this egg that she put behind her head, and now that she thinks about it, this should also be a monster egg. But what kind of egg is it, and whether it is powerful or not? We can only wait for it to grow up, and we will know if there is any life in this egg, and whether it can grow out of its shell?

Yan Zhuo bit her fingertips with her teeth, but found that the flesh on her fingertips was not easy to bite, and she couldn't bite it, let alone blood spilling from her fingertips. The unscrupulous bookseller who killed a thousand knives! Yan Zhuo scolded in her heart, it was the words they wrote that made her make such a stupid attempt.

Teeth are not sharp weapons, how can you easily bite your hands, besides, if you really want to bite your fingers, how much force does it have to use, but don't you want to cry in pain?

Yan Zhuo no longer had trouble with herself, she took out a small dagger, this dagger was delicate, and her mother gave it to her when she was a child. With a swipe of the dagger, blood soaked from her fingertips.

She quickly dripped a few drops of blood onto the eggshell. The egg itself did not change much, but after a while, I saw a circular pattern full of mystery, but I couldn't understand what it was, shining with golden light, slowly falling from the sky, enveloping the whole egg, and finally imprinted on the eggshell, flashed, and then disappeared again.

Yan Zhuo looked at this scene in amazement.

She was full of curiosity and anticipation about the contents of this egg, and this was the first time she wanted to witness the birth of life. As if sensing Yan Zhuo's emotions, the egg flickered slightly, as if in response to Yan Zhuo. In her heart, an inexplicable sense of traction suddenly rose, and she felt a subtle connection between her and the egg.

She felt life beating.

"Little one, is that you?"

Yan Zhuo touched the eggshell curiously, her movements were light and soft, as if with infinite tenderness. Her words fell, and a golden light flashed again on the egg, and then there was no other movement.

Yan Zhuo is very happy, her little guy, responding to her!

She held the egg and carefully placed it on the table, so that it could better absorb spiritual power, and strive to break out of the shell as soon as possible and meet her master~

Yan Zhuo patted the egg lightly and left the room. Before walking out of the bamboo house, Yan Zhuo also looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, only to see that it was still silent in the shadows as always, firmly guarded with a layer of light film.

It seems that her current strength is still weak, and she is still not qualified to ascend to this second layer. I don't know what senior Mu put on this second floor? Presumably, it is something important.

Yan Zhuo looked at the stairs and bit his lip.