After deciding on questions such as human body structure meridians and asking Lu Xingyao, and asking Lu Xingyao questions about literacy, they each picked out one or two books from the collection of small towers that marked them that they could take out, and they each returned to their rooms.

Liu Xuan and Gu Jin took the simplest red literacy, and Daddy Lu didn't know where this small tower actually turned out a book of basic herbal medicines, and he was happy to see his teeth and eyes, he turned the two pages casually, and more than half of them were plants that he had never seen, which was obviously an introduction to the spiritual plants in the world of cultivating immortals, and Lu Xingyao took the crooked cultivation experience written in this book.

It doesn't matter if the handwriting is ugly, after all, the name on this title page says Mo Zhi, that is, the head of Mo.

When Lu Xingyao chose this book, Gu Jinci also leaned over to take a look.

It's just that looking at the ghost drawing talisman on the page, he directly showed a disgusted expression, and even opened his mouth to ask her what she was stimulated.

Unlike Gu Jinci, she didn't dare to underestimate this book.

To be able to keep the sect in the exploitation of the neighbors, the things in the door are not even good to say that they are some of the sects in this mountain range can be regarded as well-established, except for the poor and acting a little bit not too concerned about the image, the head of the Mo family always has some real skills, not to mention that he is really a foundation building monk, this notebook was written 20 years ago, not when he just started to cultivate.

Based on the age of Master Mo, when he wrote this book, he was either in the late stage of Qi cultivation or had already built a foundation.

In any case, it is a good tool for her to solve her doubts.

She opened her cultivation heart.

The strange meditation posture that Daddy Lu saw that day seemed to be a unique posture of communicating with heaven and earth that the founder of this exercise thought, and since it was the experience of his predecessors, Lu Xingyao simply did it.

Meditation in such a position may not be an easy task for the average child.

But Lu Xingyao is not an ordinary child, and the profession of mecha armor maker has also made her accustomed to a long period of loneliness, and it is even inevitable that she will enjoy this kind of solitude a little.

She tried to keep herself in a state of emptiness mentioned in the mental formula.

The feeling of each breath of air in the heart is not only clean, but also mellow.

She began to slow down each breath gradually, and this mental relaxation made it almost impossible for her to perceive the changes in her body, such as the expansion and contraction of her chest cavity between each breath.

As she tried to melt herself into the air, her abilities began to flow naturally.

From the crystal nucleus of the upper dantian, it began to swim along the channel of the spiritual qi after the qi was introduced into the body described in the heart formula. This movement of energy, which was different from aura, only made her detached state enter a more empty and clear state.

It was dark and invisible after she closed her eyes.

But between the pitch black, there were faint reddish-purple dots of light that were drawn towards this direction because of the operation of the ability.

She knew very well that the colors were not the illusion of Venus when her eyes were closed, and that they were clearly not what her eyes saw, but what her mental consciousness, which was already in a state of absolute silence.

The first point of light landed on her eyelashes, rolling on them as if she had found some kind of toy.

Then the second one landed on her hair, grabbing the strand of broken hair that had not been combed in and began to swing in the air.

The third landed on her fingertips, so that she could barely move the finger slightly, and could only let it hold the knuckle for a while, getting bigger and smaller, not knowing what it was playing.

She wanted to reach out and touch it, but she felt that her soul and body were like two separate parts at this moment.

She felt as if she had become a rock, without the slightest movement of breath or movement of her body. I feel light and fluttering, wandering in the clouds.

But sometimes she felt that the fluttering and stiffness were just illusions, she could have bent her fingers and moved her body to let the things that made her feel itchy skin leave, but she didn't do it, just let one point of light after another almost cover her body, and then when the power of the ability retracted back between her eyebrows, the attraction generated by the sudden emptiness of the meridians dragged the point of light on her fingertips to run into her body, and it seemed to finally realize that the place where it was playing was not an absolutely safe place, but unfortunately it was too late。

After all, the heart is still the heart formula.

When its mantra came out of Lu Xingyao's mouth word by word, the point of light seemed to be bound by something, and she dragged it into her body.

Then it was completely integrated into her meridians.

When she opened her eyes, she found that it was already dark.

Cultivating immortals is obviously not a lie, it was not even noon when they left the small tower, and when they returned to the room, it was about the same time as before, but now it was already time.

And she just captured the first ray of spiritual energy, and she can't even be called a qi induction into the body.

Lu Xingyao listened to the movement outside, and there was not a single movement in the entire building, as if everyone was immersed in a state of cultivation at this time.

She simply closed her eyes again.

This time, the settlement is even faster than the last one.

The dots of light had reappeared only two or three minutes after her eyes were closed, and they didn't seem to show any incloseness to her because of the disappearance of the companion just now, although she didn't recognize these dots of light that looked very similar to each other, they could play on their eyelashes, and the ones on their heads were still on top of their heads, as if they just liked to stay there, and they had their own temperaments.

But Lu Xingyao couldn't communicate with these Lingzi who couldn't speak, she could only drag them into her body one after another, until these were dragged in and compressed into a barely imperceptible aura, which began to flow through the meridians.

It was as if a floodgate had been opened.

It didn't take her to deliberately capture it to feel those points of light begin to accelerate towards her limbs and bones, and the tiny wisps of aura continued to grow between the breaths, breaking through the levels between the meridians that hindered its progress, and then burrowed into her lower dantian.

A rampage of reddish-purple aura bands was formed.

Induction of air into the body, success.

Lu Xingyao exhaled a breath of turbidity.