Gan Ping slowly tested the practice method recorded in the soul jade given by Wuyunzi, although the true yuan ran several times faster, but the dangerous thing of impacting the meridians, the slower and more careful the better. The power of the true element of the Taiyi Pure Yang Sutra is spread all over the internal organs, firmly protecting the internal organs, this Taiyi Pure Yang Sutra is transmitted from the ancient teachings of Kyushu space, and it is also quite effective for the protection and repair of the body. After preparing for the support, Gan Ping stabilized his mind a little, and then transformed the power of the true yuan in his body into a ball of flames, wrapped the meridians in his heart and liver layer by layer, calcined and tempered them.

Even the body that had been tempered by the Flame Melting Yuan Decision couldn't help but be able to withstand the pain of the flame's burning, and at this time, Gan Ping's face was already showing beads of sweat, and his eyebrows were full of pain. Under the inner vision of the divine soul, Gan Ping wrapped the power of the divine soul around the illusionary flame and slowly traveled towards the meridians in the two places between the Taichong line, along the way, the originally narrow meridians were forced open by the power of this flame, and the mottled impurities and toxins covered on the surface of the meridians were also calcined by this rising and scorching flame and turned into wisps of black gas, and finally refined into formless.

Gan Ping was surprised to find that there was a small granular green crystal attached to it every short distance above his meridians, when the flame passed, the turquoise crystals turned into bursts of white mist and seeped into the side walls of the meridians, whenever there was a stream of such mist penetrated, the meridians that were originally calcined by the flame were cool for a while, and even the pain was much less, although I don't know what it was, but I think it is very good for the body. Gan Ping felt that the meridians that had been infiltrated by the mist were more tenacious and wider. This is the wood spirit quenching milk that Xuan Mingzi entered Gan Ping's body that day, this innate spirit creature is really extraordinary, and Gan Ping's cultivation could not absorb all of it that day, so this wood spirit quenching body milk was hidden in Gan Ping's body, and now after this refining, the effect is finally revealed.

After the restoration of the Wood Spirit Quenching Body Milk and the Taiyi Pure Yang Heart Sutra True Yuan, the meridians that were about to break under the tempering of the domineering and scorching flames were already intact, and Gan Ping also felt a little incredible. It is recorded in the soul stone given by Wuyunzi that when the Liver Fire Sutra was opened and tempered, the meridians would be damaged to varying degrees because of the burning of the transfiguration flame, so the disciples who practiced this layer of the exercise needed to go through several months of water grinding to open up this meridian inch by inch, and never passed through it all in one go like Gan Ping.

Only Gan Ping, a freak who has cultivated the Flame Fusion Yuan Decision, can withstand the huge pressure of the flame pulse, if it is replaced by someone else, such a reckless practice, the meridians will definitely burst, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die. Coupled with the nourishment, refining and repair of the Wood Spirit Quenching Body Milk, the meridians that had cracked due to vigorous expansion had all been repaired as before, and the degree of toughness and breadth was even greater than at the beginning.

Slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of fire light swept under Gan Ping's eyes, which was the small magical power attached to Taichong Xingjian after the liver fire was opened—the golden light eye. Slowly exhaled a breath, a trace of black and red turbid gas erupted from his mouth, and the last trace of impurity and toxin between the liver and intestines was also refined into smoke and discharged from the body. Gan Ping only felt that he was clear and clear, and this cultivation was really beneficial, and the change in this body alone made people eat the marrow and couldn't extricate themselves.

Feeling the rich fire attribute spiritual power around his body, Gan Ping couldn't help but secretly praise the effect of this spirit gathering array, and now the fire attribute spiritual power in the room is abundant enough to compare to the spiritual power of the seventh layer of the Earth Fire Palace. After secretly calculating in his heart, Gan Ping was surprised to find that his cultivation had been a day and a night, it seemed that there was really no Jiazi in the mountains, and it would take so much time to just open up a meridian, and it would be normal for him to close the death pass for several years if he cultivated a great divine channel.

Putting the excited fire on his shoulder, he put away the spirit stone of the formation, and Gan Ping opened the door and walked out of the room. I didn't leave the room for a day and a night, and no one came to disturb him, if the cultivator didn't have anything important, he wouldn't just put others on it, so as not to delay the other party's cultivation, Gan Ping was also very satisfied with the rules of the cultivation realm.

Looking at the sky, it was already noon, Gan Ping had not yet reached the realm of not eating, Shi Shiran came to the dining hall, received a meal and devoured it into his stomach, this day and night of physical strength also has a great demand for energy, and the cultivators in the early stage of cultivation eat amazingly. It is in the realm of consolidating the foundation and being reborn, of course, the demand for this food cannot be missing, but fortunately, the Miao Cheng Sect is not harsh on the new disciples at this point, and the daily food supply is extremely sufficient.

There was still a lot of noise in the Earth Fire Palace, and when Gan Ping passed by, he saw Ming Fan and the others busily hitting the back of their heads, but Gan Ping didn't go in, he didn't understand anything, if he intervened rashly, he would definitely add chaos to chaos. Seeing that although Ming Fan and the others were sweating profusely, but the smile on their faces did not decrease, they must have gained a lot, although the servant disciples in the Earth Fire Hall and the Heavenly Gong Hall were still inferior, but the extra income every month also made many people blush. The casual cultivators who borrowed the earth fire often stuffed some small things to deal with the deacon disciples, perhaps for a sign that was ahead of the point, or in order to inquire which place had a better quality of the earth fire, there must always be some expression, and the sect also knows some of these things, as long as it is not excessive, it will turn a blind eye to the past.

Seeing that it was still early, the tasteless Gan was very excited and decided to go shopping. The next day after I came to this Miaocheng Sect, I went to this Xiaolin Peak Earth Fire Hall to report, and I was in the hall for more than a month in a row, and I didn't even have time to take a closer look at the scenery in this sect. Bypassing the front hall and the crowd in line, Gan Ping Shi Ran walked down the mountain, and there were still two days before the barrier on the fifth floor of the Earth Fire Temple could be opened, and he was not in a hurry to go back.

Walking down the winding path, the fire bouncing on its shoulders, it has long been suffocated these days. Gan Ping traveled all the way, and secretly admired in his heart that this mountain gate was really full of spiritual energy, different from the world, the beasts with spiritual energy loomed in the mountains, forests and grasslands, most of them opened some spiritual appearance, and they were not afraid when they saw Gan Ping, and they all looked at this strange disciple with curious eyes. Huo'er jumped on the top of a sika deer's head for a while, and then pulled the ears of the white rabbit, and these animals were not annoyed, and let Huo'er mess around.

Seeing Huo'er so naughty, Gan Ping couldn't help but smile, watching the petite fiery figure jumping and frolicking among the grass, and an equally fiery figure seemed to appear in front of him. "Ling'er, if you are here, you will definitely be happy, but it's a pity... At the moment, I am just a small miscellaneous disciple, unable to touch the land of the Cangjing, and I can't find a way to wake you up, but you have to rest assured, the year-end assessment is still a few months away, and then I will definitely become a formal disciple, at that time I have the right to read the scriptures once a month, if I can't find a way, I will enter the inner door, and I will always find a way to complete your broken soul and let you open your eyes. Thinking of this, Gan Ping's eyes couldn't help but moisten, and his two fists were clenched tightly, "Definitely, Ling'er, I swear that I will make you reopen your eyes and let you see this beautiful scenery." ”

As if sensing the depression in Gan Ping's heart, Huo'er stopped playing with the group of animals, jumped back on Gan Ping's shoulder, two monkey paws stroked Gan Ping's cheeks, looking at Huo'er's monkey face, Gan Ping couldn't help but sigh leisurely, this sigh can only be felt by a person in the bitterness and helplessness.

Just when Gan Ping was immersed in the sadness of the past, a scolding came from behind him: "That servant, how can you hang out in such a lowly place like you? The voice was arrogant and unreasonable, and I thought it was used to being rampant and domineering. Gan Ping looked back in amazement, and a few people appeared not far away, all of them were dressed in white like snow, and they were the outer disciples, and there was a woman in red standing in the middle, with picturesque eyebrows, graceful posture, and endless styles.

Seeing her in red, the red figure in Gan Ping's heart seemed to coincide with the reality in front of him, and he squinted his eyes slightly, revealing a confused look on his face, "Ling'er..." "Phew, what Ling'er, this is Miss Fang Yuanting, the daughter of Wutian Zhenren, I think you are stupid, what kind of Ling'er you are talking about must be a village girl, how can it be compared with Fairy Fang. Gan Ping heard this and stared at the person who spoke, these words were sent by the person standing next to the woman in red, this outer disciple is quite handsome, but it is a pity that a ruthless color between his eyebrows ruined his image, and he was a perverse person at first sight.

When the woman in red, Fang Yuanting, heard this, her eyebrows moved slightly, but she didn't say anything, but a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. After the man said this, he felt very funny, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, and the disciples behind him also laughed, it seems that although this person is an outer disciple, his identity must not be ordinary, otherwise how could there be many people flattering him. Gan Ping raised his eyebrows, but did not make a sound, such an arrogant person does not need to be ignored, let him be arrogant, one day he will eat the bitter fruit, and besides, he is a servant disciple, and he has no right to say anything.

The white-clothed disciple didn't see it, the cold light flashed in the corner of Gan Ping's eyes when he turned around, although he was unreasonable to himself, but it was not a big deal, it was very common for outer disciples to bully servant disciples, but this person actually insulted Ling'er, which touched the bottom line in Gan Ping's heart. Turning his head and striding in the opposite direction, Gan Ping's heart was full of anger, if he became an outer disciple at the end of the year, he would definitely find this person to fight.

Before Gan Ping could go far, the nasty voice sounded again, "Boy, just left? Do you want to leave like this after colliding with Fairy Fang?" Hearing this, Gan Ping sighed in his heart, it seems that this matter cannot be done well today, his mind turned sharply, and the true recipe of the Flame Melting Yuan was all over his body, and that trace of dragon pattern and fire was already wandering in his body, ready to go, and even the Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword that had been silent for a long time was also eager to try, and he was churning endlessly under the influence of Gan Ping's mind.