The autumn of September goes quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it ushers in the cold of October.

Spring is warm, summer is hot, autumn is cool, and winter is cold.

Although October is autumn, it is stained with a cold word. This word alone made Wang Zimo suffer.

Wang Ji recuperated his injuries at home for a whole month. This month, Yin Zhentong went up the mountain every day to deliver food, adding a touch of ambiguity to the dull October.

However, in this month, the White Horse Pavilion has encountered an unprecedented crisis.

The once heyday of incense is gone.

The White Horse Pavilion seemed to have stepped down from the altar, and the initiator of all this was Wang Zimo.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and recently, Jincheng suddenly rumored that the head of Chunyuan killed his apprentice with his own hands.

This undoubtedly made the White Horse Pavilion worse, and it was directly pushed to the blade.

From the early morning, the first moon is not hidden, and the young birds beg for insects; to the end, the lights are on, and the birds and insects dwell.

Day after day, repeat the way of nature. All things change around one word.

Transmigration!

Wang Zimo and Yin Zhentong were still sitting on the little finger of the statue, and the two were basking in the sun and chatting.

In recent days, Yin Zhentong's whereabouts have become more and more symbolic.

On the delicate melon seed face, two small braids are curled at the back of the head. The big round eyes are black and pure, and the cherry mouth under Qiaoqiong's nose is not thin or thick, and the ruddy is just right, as if the beauty deliberately fabricated by God is smart and handsome.

Especially the tall hangers, whether they are neon clothes and feathers, or coarse linen shirts, they can't hide the beauty of the dust!

Looking at the delicate person in front of him, Wang Zimo suddenly blushed, his face was red, and he quickly turned his back to hide the embarrassment in his heart.

Yin Zhentong also wanted to stay with the prince for a while, even if it was for a short while. But he was afraid of delaying Wang Zimo, and repeatedly entangled them one by one on his face, the thin willow eyebrows frowned slightly, sometimes filling the leisurely wandering happiness, and sometimes locking out the reluctant attachment.

She Danbei opened lightly, her eyes were like silk, she jumped down from the statue, and just wanted to say goodbye, when she suddenly saw two pillars of blood spurting out from under Wang Zimo's nose.

"Nasty!"

Yin Zhentong bowed his head and scolded shyly, holding his red and hot face, full of sweet joy. She twisted her lotus feet, grabbed the pebbles on the ground, and turned to leave, but saw the prince silently covering his chest, his face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Zimo!"

The tip of my heart pounded.

Yin Zhentong hurriedly pounced, but found that Wang Zimo's face was ruddy, and he actually looked at himself and laughed. Although I don't know why he vomited blood just now, but now that he knows, Wang Zimo is not injured at all.

Even so, Yin Zhentong couldn't help but be disgusted, and while beating Wang Zimo's chest, he lay on his broad shoulders and sobbed softly.

Just now, the prince suddenly had an epiphany when he was basking in the sun.

There are clouds in the Great Yan Sutra: heaven and earth are divided into upper and lower, and the sun and moon are divided into yin and yang.

Gong Hu said: "Man is a spirit animal, and he is the spirit of heaven and earth. However, all things in the world, the cathode will prosper, the anode will decline, the moon will be full, and the moon will be profitable. Therefore, the human race, as the Venerable of All Souls, bore the brunt of the attack, and was planted by the Heavenly Dao with three corpses and imprisoned for cultivation. ”

There is a way to solve the problem.

For thousands of years, countless capable people have broken the confinement and become an immortal hall, ranking among the immortal classes. It has also passed down countless exercises for future generations to refer to.

This Dayan is one of them.

If you want to cultivate, you must first communicate with the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to refine your body. For a long time, Wang Zimo has never understood the essentials, and he has become more and more confused after thinking about it.

Coming out to bask in the sun today, he realized a little.

The essence of the body lies in the bone, and the essence of the bone lies in the marrow, and the marrow is the peak of the ridge.

Therefore, the back is the source of human yang, which can be judged by this, and the essence of the anterior vertebrae is also yin.

Just now, the prince was rash and lucky, and the upward movement of yang qi rushed to the top of his lungs, forcing out the damp evil accumulated in his body a few days ago, and the real number was a blessing in disguise!

Bidding farewell to Yin Jitong, the prince couldn't wait to close his eyes and breathe. He sat in the huge palm of the idol as if embedded in the idol's arms.

Layers of redness continue to condense and dissipate.

It condenses again and continues to dissipate......

If this was repeated, Wang Zimo's fair skin slowly turned bronze, and a layer of fouly mud scabs formed on his body, and his body also underwent earth-shaking changes!

At this time, Wang Zimo can be regarded as a real entry!

The first step of the Great Yan Sutra is to perceive the essence of heaven and earth in order to cross the two qi of yin and yang. Now the prince has not yet perceived the essence of heaven and earth, but he has first realized the mystery of yin and yang.

What is Yin and Yang?

Said: Yin is the moon, and yang is the sun.

Gong Ju also quietly told him: "Some people have never been able to get started in their lives, and they only know what yin and yang are, but they don't know what yin and yang are." ”

Wang Zimo was snatched away by Dai Xiaomo in the mass grave, and the seeds of feminine breath had already been planted in the spiritual platform. In addition, staying in the cave all day long, the yin qi in the body breeds, and the dampness and cold eat away at the bones.

It can be said that it is quite vicious.

After the epiphany, the yang energy entered the body, and in order to counteract the damp, cold and yin qi in the body, Wang Zimo continued to catalyze, and several joints of the body bones became crystal clear under the harmony of yin and yang. Bloodlines as thick as little fingers protrude from the bone marrow, forming a unique circulation.

The first volume of the Great Yan Sutra, quenching the body!

The prince opened his eyes suddenly, and the essence of the Dao burst out, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl! At the same time, countless scriptures about quenching the body were imprinted in the sea of knowledge.

This is the inheritance of the Great Yan Sutra!

Just like the genetic code of human beings, Wang Zimo opened this code and obtained the corresponding memory.

"The runes on the ground of the stone cave are actually quenching body exercises!" Wang Zimo was extremely excited.

Quenching the body is the first step in cultivating immortals.

The deeper the cultivation, the more difficult it is to quench the body. It is necessary to constantly remove the miscellaneous pieces in the body, quench the bones, and refine the flesh and blood. At the time of Mahayana, the physical body is also where the heaven and earth are, the primordial spirit is immortal, the physical body is scattered and reorganized freely, and it is immortal!

Prince Merton feels crazy and immortal, what kind of existence will that be?

It's just that......

In the cave, there is only the quenching chapter of the Great Yan Sutra, and the quenching chapter is the most basic method, which needs to be supported by growing cultivation.

How can you practice without exercises? Is it possible to turn back and break down the barrier of the spiritual platform?

It's a fantasy!

For a while, Wang Zimo struggled!, "Could it be that the follow-up exercises are in the depths of the cave?"

It was a place where the prince did not dare to dabble.

It was as if the darkness in the world was all due to this, no matter day or night, no matter how much the prince tried his best, he stretched out the lantern and kept it within five inches of his feet.

As night fell, the cold approached. Thousands of crows flock and return to the forest at dusk.

Although the yin and yang were adjusted after quenching, it only drove out the residual moisture in Wang Zimo's body, and it had no effect on the imprint left by Dai Xiaomo on the spiritual platform.

"If this is the case, my body can compete with Zhu Qingyun. When it comes to this matter, I have to go to the White Horse Pavilion to ask Chunyuan Lao'er for an explanation!"

"Why?"

"Why did the White Horse Pavilion put me to death again and again?"

The clay figure also has a temper, even if my prince can think about it again, he doesn't care to defend it, and he doesn't want to live under the entanglement of the disciples of the White Horse Pavilion all day long.

Fortunately, this month has been peaceful.

In the evening, Wang Zimo clearly felt the cycle of yin and yang between heaven and earth. Especially at the turn of the sun and the moon, the yin energy sprouts from the ground, steams upward, and gradually polishes, and as the night increases, the yin energy becomes more and more intense.

The mind leads to the body to imitate.

After quenching his body, Wang Zimo felt that his body had changed significantly compared to before. Although it is only a preliminary quenching, the results are extremely impressive.

Just take both eyes as an example.

Before, the prince's silent eyesight was half a foot into the subtlety, and after the Great Yan Jing quenched the body, his vision was sublimated, and it could reach three feet into the subtleties.

The obvious effect made Wang Zimo extremely excited, and he hurriedly looked down in the direction of his home.

The smoke of Sanhezhuang is curling, as if it is right under your feet.

Wang Zimo could see the corrugated corrugated buildings on each house, and he could see Yin Jitong's boudoir being reprimanded by her father with her mouth pouting. As if sensing Wang Zimo's gaze, Yin Zhentong looked up at the window, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his pretty face was full of doubts.

The prince was silent, and hurriedly turned his gaze.

He saw Liu Hou's dog chasing his hen in the west, saw the Liu brothers next door talking about wine, and saw Da Ji serving a bowl of rice to his parents......

Suddenly, Wang Zimo's eyes were moist, and his heart was inexplicably sour.

Mass graves.

There was a woman in red who looked up at the north, her eyes met, and the prince couldn't help but tremble!

The red-clothed protector's lips hooked, and the tombstone behind him slowly opened, and a little girl in white came out of it.

The little girl stepped on the white lotus with bare feet, stood behind the red-clothed protector shyly, slowly raised her head along the gaze of the protector, and swept towards Wang Zimo with two bundles of eyes like substance, smiling slightly, the sweet dimples loomed, and Lori's posture was not inferior to Yin Qitong!

"Dai Xiaomo!"

Wang Zimo's heart pounded.