When the blind old man just curled his palm upwards slightly, Wu Que flew into the void three feet high in front of him, hanging horizontally, suspended in mid-air, and then the blind old man also bent back and crossed his knees, and he was suspended from the ground, and he also floated in the air a few points lower than Wu Que.

Then his two palms were flat left and right, one gesture and five fingers together, against the place above Wu Que's belly, while the other hand was five fingers open and pressed on the place below Wu Que's belly.

"Now use your mind to divide the haunting auspicious qi below your navel into two, three points of ascending, and seven points of sinking. ”

"Oh!?"

Wu Que quickly closed his eyes and began to sense the smoke under his navel, but after a few breaths, the smoke was still lingering in place, without a trace of separation.

"With visualization, when you can see them with your eyes, and then one eye down, one eye up, imagine that they are cut off by your gaze, but remember to open them three or seven. ”

Wu Que's eyes sometimes went up and down, sometimes left and right, and just when he felt that his head was dizzy and swollen, almost to the extreme, Wu Que finally locked the smoke with his eyes with the help of meditation.

Then Wu Que slowly rolled up one eye, and the other eye slowly rolled down, as his eyes rolled up and down, the lingering smoke was finally divided into three or seven, most of them slowly opened towards the old man's five fingers, the place where the palm was against gathered, and the other small part was floating towards the palm of the old man's five fingers together.

When the two clouds of smoke returned to their respective places, a pillar of light shot out from a place three points below the blind old man's navel.

After the pillar of Guanghua left the old man's body, part of it was scattered into a circle, like ripples, slowly growing in a circle, until it spread to the point where it could envelop Wu Que's entire body, and finally submerged into Wu Que's limbs.

The other part is divided into three small pillars of light with the thickness of three fingers on the left, middle and right, two of which are left and right respectively, and she falls on the place where Lao Suo's palm is against Wu Que's body part.

And the pillar of light in the middle directly submerged into Wu Que's navel.

After Wu Que separated the smoke up and down, as the brilliance from the old man's body disappeared into his body, Wu Que just felt as if he was being swallowed by something.

Cold, endless, oppressive, suffocating, Wu Que was like being dragged to the depths of the sea, a feeling of drowning, so that his whole heart was tightened, Wu Que was already suffocated and was about to faint, he wanted to open his mouth wide, take a big mouth, and breathe air greedily, but he didn't even have the strength to dominate the slight opening of his lips.

And a feeling of swelling from nothing in the depths of his navel also made Wu Que feel that his belly was about to be burst.

As the feeling of swelling at the navel became more and more intense, Wu Que felt that his spine was also hit by an incomparably cold force, and then he also bent outward to his spine, and a piercing pain rushed to the back of his head along the spine, Wu Que wanted to moan, but he couldn't call it out.

"Are you going to die?"

Wu Que used the last strength of his whole body, stretched out the eyelids that had fallen down a little, and he saw a series of imaginary, ten thousand high peaks manifesting from the navel of the old man, and then slowly submerged into his body, as those imaginary peaks entered Wu Que's body, Wu Que felt that he had been weighed to pieces.

At the moment when his body was about to shatter, Wu Que seemed to see that in the void, the transparent jade zhang flashed out again, suspended in mid-air, and then two bright red fonts of "Gou Huo" floated out of the jade and floated towards the old man.

Just when the two bright red fonts of 'Gou Huo' disappeared into the forehead of the blind old man, the wind rose, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, blowing the figure of the old man slowly fade.

Just when the old man was about to be completely empty, the old man didn't forget to say a few words to Wu Que at the end, the old man disappeared, and Wu Que himself also felt that the gust of wind seemed to blow his already shattered body to pieces, scattered all over the ground, and Wu Que's eyes fell into the endless darkness as soon as his eyes were black.

..................

Wu Que opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the ground, although there was no window in this room, there was still light, and it was thrown in through the crack in the door, from night to day, Wu Que didn't know how long time had passed, Wu Que sat up from the ground, he looked around, and saw no trace of the old man.

"Did you go like that?"

Everything is like a dream, real and confused,

Wu Que patted his head, until now his head was still heavy, Wu Que got up from the ground, and with a "plop", he fell to the ground weakly.

"Oops, it hurts me!"

At this time, Wu Que found that his whole body was in great pain, not only the soreness after exerting too much force, but also some pain in other parts of his body that made him want to find a crack in the ground to drill.

Especially around the navel, there is a kind of thing that has been sewn there, and there is both the stinging feeling of being pricked by needles and the burning pain of being pierced by threads.

Wu Que lay on the ground and took a long breath before he sat up again.

Wu Que thought back to the old man's last words.

"Grandpa Duan, hey! no,"

"Smack", Wu Que raised one of his hands with all his might, and gave him a slap in the face with a 'crisp but not loud' sound, and then he raised his eyes to see the last place where Duangong's figure drifted away, and then Wu Que seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Duangong who had passed away.

"I don't blame you for the 'moving mountains and reclamation', but Fu Zheng, you are also my master of teaching the arts, 'ignore it', your old man's name is quite special!

"Your last few words, one of them is that my current cultivation is only the mud pill realm, although you used the method of 'moving mountains and reclamation' to help me make up for the Douhai, but it only saved me the enlightenment step of 'Douhai Mud Pill', it only helped me lay a solid foundation, and then those Danqiu, heavy mountains, and the top of the realm still need to be slowly cultivated step by step. ”

"Hey, what a trouble! In case one day in the future, I have worked hard to cultivate to the rare Heaven Realm Great Cultivator in the world, if that person appears and picks my ripe fruit, then I will not be very miserable, and the bamboo basket will be empty, and I will not be able to row!"

Wu Que scratched his head, looking very entangled.

"Alas, although I signed a contract, the contract didn't require me to cultivate a very high realm,"

"It's not my own, it's useless to say anything! It seems that I still have to cultivate my own one-third of an acre first!"