As if confirming Zhan Yangchun's words, in the next few days, the wind was calm and nothing happened.

Chen Tang went to the college every day to attend classes, and when he passed by Hanmo Street, he observed the locust trees one by one—it turned out that not only the tree in front of the house had tree holes, but also several trees.

Old trees have many holes, which is actually a normal phenomenon in itself. It's just that Chen Tang was suspicious at that time, and he thought too much, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

He couldn't help but think of the story of "Zhizi Suspicious Neighbor", which should be in his own family, but it is also consistent.

Attending classes and practicing the Sutra of Good Cultivation, the alternation of day and night, the days are quite fulfilling.

What made Chen Tang happy was that his heavenly and human qi had already reached an important point, and he was only one step away from completing the first Zhou Tian operation.

On this night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the blue light was faint.

Chen Tang finished washing up early and entered the room.

Now that the conditions at home have improved, he can afford to light a lamp, and there is an oil lamp in his room and in Su Ling's room. However, Su Ling's girl is frugal, she goes to bed early and gets up early every day, this routine is not much healthier, and she also saves money on lamp oil.

Chen Tang was different, he couldn't sleep too early, but he just lit the lamp for a while, read books, wrote, and then went to bed to practice the "Sutra of Good Cultivation". Lamp fuel consumption, not much.

Take out the flint and light the oil lamp, and the light is as yellow as a bean.

This is nothing compared to the bright modern society.

Under the lamp, Chen Tang spread out the paper and began to grind ink and write.

He wrote only one word: He.

The "unity" of the unity of heaven and man.

Speaking of the text and the interpretation of the word, the word "person" is the head, the middle of a horizontal, on behalf of the "day", the bottom of the "mouth", on behalf of the meaning of accommodating the merger.

Anyway, Chen Tang understands it like this.

Although the Yin Kingdom belongs to different time and space, the written culture has a lot in common with history, which makes Chen Tang think of the saying of parallel time and space.

What is different is the details of the system, the rules of the system, and the existence of abnormal things.

Chen Tang Jiao ink, the pen sketched, and soon, a word "He" appeared on the paper, flat and stable, square.

He looked at it, felt a little dissatisfied, and continued to write.

In this way, nine "he" characters were written one after another. At first glance, it seems that there is no difference between the characters, almost identical, as if they were copied. However, Chen Tang, who has studied the theory that "there are no two identical eggs in the world", can keenly distinguish the subtle differences in each word.

The difference is not in terms of the intensity of the strokes or the weight of the force, but the kind of rhyme presented on the font. The more it is written later, the more mellow and free, which means that the stagnation in the heart dissipates and becomes ethereal.

Writing can adjust the mood, it is a means that Chen Tang discovered after entering the city, not to mention anything else, at least it can promote his cultivation of the "Good Cultivation Sutra", and after writing, it becomes easier to enter the state.

In this way, before the warlock practice, he should bathe and change his clothes, clean his hands and burn incense, which is a reason.

Feeling that the heat was almost over, Chen Tang was about to go to bed to meditate, and was about to blow out the light, but suddenly thought about it, stopped blowing, let the lamp be lit, and he sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

The lights were dim and there was a halo of light scattering, although it was not very bright, but the light covered most of the room, and there was no problem. When it shines on the desk and wardrobe, it encounters something that is refracted and intertwined, casting some hazy shadows on the ground.

This glimmer of light, these uncertain light and shadow, just blended into the entire room environment and into Chen Tang's thoughts.

Soon, he felt the sense of qi.

Now the qi sensation in the body is no longer as weak and elusive as it was at the beginning, and the qi sensation has turned into a rich water vapor, almost liquid, and has become a trickle.

Shuoliu goes up, starting from the position of the dantian, passing through the water point and the Tanzhong point on the chest...... All the way up. Many acupuncture points have long been conquered and have become a smooth road, and the air flow passes through unimpeded.

It is often said in martial arts novels that if you get through the second vein of Ren and Du, this person will become a peerless master. This theory also has a guiding ideological role in the "Sutra of Good Cultivation".

Finally, the airflow reaches the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, where the acupuncture points are adjacent, which is the Yintang acupoint, the place where the two acupoints meet, commonly known as the "Mud Pill Palace", located between the two eyebrows, is the most critical.

Driven by his thoughts, the air flow immediately began to rush through the level.

Last night, in fact, Chen Tang had already tried to rush through it, but this Baihui acupoint was like a thousand years of Xiongguan, a level is current, it is difficult to shake, and the impact has been for a long time, and finally the breath can no longer support it, and it will dissipate regrettably, and return to the meridians.

Tonight, Chen Tang was prepared to fight, relying on the momentum of the countercurrent from the bottom up, he did not do any buffer and stay at all, and knocked directly.

Bang!

If there is a sound response, the Baihui acupoint really has some signs of loosening.

Here's a chance!

At that moment, Chen Tang did not hesitate at all, controlled the air current, concentrated on it, and launched the second wave of impact:

Bang Bang Bang!

Second, third, fourth......

When it came to the sixth rush, this was already Chen Tang's limit - five times last night, he couldn't support it, and finally gave up, and Mingjin withdrew his troops.

And tonight, I can wash it up one more time.

He was not willing to fall short and had to wait one more night.

At the end of the strong crossbow, it can also make contributions!

There was a crackle, as if something had cracked, and a large crack appeared, and the pervasive aura suddenly pierced into it, entering a blank space world.

Mud Pill Palace!

After the breath entered, it seemed to trickle into the sea and found its final destination - the revelation of this sea was equivalent to Chen Tang finding the biggest secret place in his body and finding the key key to the body's treasure.

Feeding back from the breath of the Mud Pill Palace, the breath that broke in suddenly turned into a fish, and it swam happily, its tail flicking, extremely spiritually pleasurable.

Then, this fish-shaped air flow came out of the Mud Pill Palace, and a gurgling trickle followed behind it, carrying this fish, and began to swim in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally returned to the belly dantian.

One week, it's officially done!

Buzz!

Chen Tang suddenly opened his eyes and watched.

The oil lamp on the table had become quite weak, the wick had almost burned out, and the time should be sub-time.

Chen Tang was sweating all over his body, and his back was wet, not hot, but steaming out during the practice.

He ignored it, closed his eyes again, and savored it carefully—although he had already broken away from the state of unity between heaven and man, after completing the first full Zhou Tian, the qi of heaven and man could be felt at all times, and he could control and drive it.

This is the biggest difference before and after Sunday.

Suddenly, Chen Tang realized something, and turned to look at the celestial sword box at the head of the bed.

Just now, he vaguely discovered that there was something hidden in the sword box.