Zhou Ang got up early the next morning and went out immediately after dinner.

Uncle Zheng Huan said that if there is no guidance of practice, blindly inducing qi into the body, and only relying on the body to "breathe with heaven and earth", it is certain to die - although up to now, he himself has not noticed anything wrong, but feels that he plays Tai Chi several times a day, copies two copies of the "Diamond Sutra", and after experiencing the baptism of that kind of cool air into the body, the whole person is quite comfortable, but he doesn't know if he knows, once he knows, he still doesn't want to take risks.

What if it's true?

So, this caused him to be so tired yesterday that he only copied half of the "Diamond Sutra".

Without the blessing of that wonderful state, he is just a most ordinary scholar, and his handwriting is good, but even if it is not for the pursuit of accuracy, the way of writing with a brush is like that, and he can't write quickly at all.

But up to now, copying scriptures has been his only source of income.

Therefore, when he arrived at the mountain gate, he asked Uncle Zheng Huan to help him "open his mind".

Originally, with his advice yesterday, Zhou Ang thought that he was only afraid that it would take some effort to convince him, but unexpectedly, he only muttered for a moment when he heard the words, looked at Zhou Ang a few times, and then nodded.

"It's okay! If you want to see what practice is like earlier, so be it today!"

As he spoke, he got up, picked up a small jar from the bookcase where Xiao Ao Chun was writing, opened it, took out a small porcelain bottle from it, reached out to wipe off the wax seal, handed it to Zhou Ang, and said, "After eating, you will quickly feel that your body is a little abnormal." What you see is colorful, what you hear is ethereal and noisy. But don't worry, sit cross-legged and wait for you to take the pill, and I'll teach you the way to practice. ”

Zhou Ang nodded, obediently sat down cross-legged on the futon, and poured out the pill - he was slightly suspicious about the need to take a pill to start the path of cultivation, and he didn't understand what this had to do with cultivation, so he couldn't help but ask.

When Zheng Huan heard this, he was a little surprised, and then said, "No wonder your master chose you alone." It's strange to say, others will be curious, you are not curious, others are not curious, you are curious. I also want to ask, isn't it a matter of course for practitioners to take pills?"

Well, Zhou Ang was speechless.

At this time, Zheng Huan pointed to the pill in his hand and said patiently: "If there is no pill, you can also 'open your mind', but without the power of the pill, the idle person will not be able to withstand the impact of the first time the qi of heaven and earth enters the body......! Would you like to try it?"

Zhou Ang thought about it, didn't answer, just took a deep breath, opened his mouth, took the pill in his mouth, and swallowed it - a chill rose in an instant, and his shoulders subconsciously shrank, but quickly stretched out.

Suddenly, something seemed to be broken.

Xu is a mirror of nothingness.

Zhou Ang suddenly saw that some strange and brilliant lights were swimming slowly around him, and at the same time, there were various sounds of different sizes in his ears.

At the same time, there seems to be a rich aroma of roast pork in the mouth......

My head buzzed......

"Uncle Shi, I'm ......"

"Shut up and listen to me!"

Zhou Ang immediately shut up.

At this time, he heard Uncle Zheng Huan's voice seem to be ringing in his ears, and it shattered the many haunting noises in his ears at once-

"When you close your eyes, you don't see, when you close your ears, when you don't listen, when you don't breathe, don't speak, don't move, there is cool air around the body and not cold, your heart should be quiet, your heart is quiet, then you listen......"

For some reason, listening to his voice, Zhou Ang subconsciously did what he said, so soon, the noise in his ears disappeared completely, and his brain felt gradually sobered up, and at the same time, the familiar cool air instantly penetrated into her body from 36,000 points up and down her body.

The wonderful state that he had been promoted to many times before came all at once.

But this time, it's completely different from every previous one.

If it was just a cool air invasion before, then this time, he really felt that his body was spontaneously, actively, and actively...... Breathe!

So, he settled down all at once.

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

Waking up from his slow breath, Zhou Ang let out a long breath, feeling that there was nothing unpleasant and uncomfortable in his whole body—he suspected that he had just fallen into a strange deep sleep, that is, the state in which he was obviously sleeping very dead and heavy, but he still knew what was going on around him.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Uncle Zheng Huan in front of him, smiling.

"How?" he asked.

Zhou Ang exhaled again, didn't answer, and asked, "Uncle Shi, I ...... just now How long has it been?"

Uncle Zheng Huan still smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Zhou Ang thought about it, and suddenly subconsciously turned his head and glanced outside the main hall - what an evil gate, the sun doesn't seem to move much? But I obviously think I've been in the mood for a long time!

Seeing the surprise on his face, Zheng Huan smiled and said, "It's only a quarter of an hour." ”

Zhou Ang was surprised.

Soon, he seemed to have an idea, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

Subconsciously following the method taught by his uncle, he seemed to have found the key to open the door at once, and so, amazingly, the wonderful state that required all kinds of concentration to find before came all at once, and it was even more comfortable than before.

Deliberately controlling the time, and quickly ending this kind of settlement with the mentality of "experience it", he opened his eyes and couldn't wait to ask: "Uncle Shi, I am ...... now Have you gotten the hang of it?"

Zheng Huan smiled, "Of course." ”

After a pause, he added, "You are now a cultivator. The so-called 'Qi Refiners' in the world are those who practice for us. ”

Zhou Ang's eyes immediately lit up when he heard this, "So, I'm in the Qi refining period now?"

Zheng Huan was stunned for a moment, "What does the Qi Refining Period mean?

Belch...... Zhou Ang really doesn't remember, it seems that in a book written by an ancient god surnamed Xiao, it was first said that there was a qi refining period?—— of course, even if he remembered who was in which book, it was obviously impossible to answer himself as Uncle Zheng.

So, Zhou Ang thought for a while and said, "Then I'm ...... now What is it...... Grade?"

Zheng Huan laughed when he heard this, and said, "Warlock." ”

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

All morning, Zhou Ang was immersed in vivid joy.

Although the name Warlock makes him feel not very good, not to mention that both his master Xu Fu and Uncle Zheng Huan have expressed their disdain for "magic" before, and it seems that "Warlock" is a bit of a subgrade - but it doesn't matter, at least this first step, he has already gone through.

And with this set of practice methods of "inducing qi into the body and breathing with heaven and earth" taught by Uncle Zheng, he can not only enter that wonderful state of practice at any time, but also begin to faintly feel that his life seems to be turning a new page.

Demon fox, immortal, cultivator?

He felt that he was becoming a part of the secret inner part of the world.

So at a certain moment, he suddenly had an idea - he felt that he should find a way to borrow some history books to read.

He wanted to know what kind of world the world was.