Chapter 8: Time Flies

After dinner, the two came out of the restaurant, Sun Xiaolan didn't want to go home so early, so she suggested going out for a walk and then going back, saying that it would help digestion.

At this time, night has fallen, the lights are bright, people come and go on the streets, and some vendors set up stalls along the street, which is very lively.

The two chatted casually while strolling on the sidewalk, which was very pleasant.

"After a meal, walk a hundred steps and live to ninety-nine. Sun Xiaolan gently rubbed her stomach with a satisfied face.

"Sister Xiaolan, you ate too much just now, aren't you afraid of getting fat?" Zhao Rui joked on the side.

"Don't be afraid, because my physique is not fat, and several girls in the dormitory are very envious of me!" Sun Xiaolan tilted her head slightly, her face revealing a little smugness.

"I see, no wonder you ate so hard just now, you ate more than me, it turns out that you are not afraid of fat!"

"Xiao Rui, you are talking nonsense! I obviously eat less than you!" Sun Xiaolan waved her pink fist angrily, making a gesture to fight, Zhao Rui smiled and quickly ran a few steps forward and dodged.

The two of them played and walked for a while, and then went to the Internet café to get on the network, and then went home separately.

At this time, it was late at night, and the bright moonlight poured into the room through the glass window, as if it had coated the ground with a layer of hoarfrost.

Zhao Rui was lying on the bed, his head resting on his arms, recalling the ups and downs of these days in his mind, dead and alive, and he felt a little incredible.

"I can't imagine that there are really gods and demons in this world, and it turns out that those myths and legends handed down from ancient times are actually hidden behind a bit of truth. He muttered to himself, with some emotion in his tone, "If I am successful in cultivation, can I also ascend to become an immortal as described in the legend?"

Zhao Rui was thinking wildly, his thoughts were like wild horses on the loose, running around.

After a long while, he gathered his thoughts back, sat up from the bed, straightened his posture, closed his eyes, and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, cultivating the Eight Desolations Killing Immortal Formula.

At this time, Zhao Rui had already entered the realm of the early stage of the Spirit Capture, and hoped that his strength could go further and enter the middle stage of the Spirit Capture as soon as possible.

As a cultivator, every time you raise a level, your strength will increase by a geometric progression, but correspondingly, the difficulty will also double.

From the early stage of the Spirit Capture to the middle stage of the Spirit Capture, although it was only one level higher, the realm of cultivation and the difficulty of cultivation were very different.

In the early stage of the Spirit Seizure, the true qi flowed in the meridians, greatly increasing Zhao Rui's explosive power, allowing him to break through the limits of the human body, lift hundreds of catties of heavy objects, and even allow him to smash the hard granite boulder with a single blow.

However, Zhao Rui could not freely control the true qi to shoot out of the body, and he had to combine the true qi with the physical body in order to exert the greatest combat effectiveness.

However, if he reaches the middle stage of seizing the soul, his power will have a qualitative change, he will no longer be bound by the physical body, he can freely control the true qi, and hurt people invisibly, even if it is a fallen leaf, a piece of tissue paper, it will become a terrifying weapon that kills people in his hands.

If he reaches the late stage of the Spirit Snatching Stage, his strength will be even stronger, and his True Qi will automatically cover his whole body, and even bullets will not work on him!

Zhao Rui called up the fifteen light maps of the "Eight Desolation Killing Immortal Recipes" from his mind, then calmed down, got rid of all distracting thoughts, condensed his consciousness on the second light map, and sensed the mysteries between heaven and earth according to the above formula.

Slowly, the aura between heaven and earth began to gather towards him, first a thread, a wisp, slowly through his skin, through his bones, into the meridians, after a while, the speed of the aura influx began to accelerate, as if it was torn by an invisible force, flowing from all directions.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth flows into the dantian along the meridians, and after repeated refining and extraction in the melting pot of the dantian, the cloud-like true qi is formed, and then flows into the limbs and hundreds of bones along the meridians, and the filthy qi is expelled little by little.

In this way, the true qi kept circulating back and forth, flowing endlessly in the meridians.

Zhao Rui felt as if he was floating in the clouds, his whole body was extremely comfortable, and he completely lost the painful feeling of the broken meridians during the previous cultivation.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was constantly inhaled, and the true qi in Zhao Rui's body also continued to grow, constantly circulating, and finally flowed back into the dantian.

The true qi in the dantian was floating in the form of clouds and mist, expanding and growing little by little, without any constraints.

According to the method on the second light map, Zhao Rui adjusted the true qi in the dantian, and let the true qi flow along the meridians to the fingertips.

He could feel that the true qi was constantly gathering and growing in his fingertips, but from beginning to end, this true qi was gathering on his fingertips, but he couldn't shoot it out.

It was as if there was an invisible wall, firmly blocking the front, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't make any progress.

Zhao Rui knew that his Dao was still not deep enough, and he couldn't break through this barrier to enter the middle stage of soul seizure, and no matter how anxious he was, it would be useless, so he gave up and continued to try, calmed down, and absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth wholeheartedly to strengthen his own strength.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Rui gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his eyes, and woke up from his cultivation state.

He found that the true qi in his body became more and more powerful after cultivation, and he threw a punch at random, only to see an afterimage with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, flashing in the air, he had no doubt that if this punch hit a person's body, it would definitely be able to beat others into a pile of minced meat!

Not only that, but his senses have also become sharper, his eyesight has improved, he can see farther and more clearly, and his hearing has also greatly improved, and even the voice of Sun Xiaolan being nagged by her mother can be heard clearly.

"Happy little Sister Lan. ”

Zhao Rui muttered a little enviously, Sun Xiaolan has parental care, and it is impossible for him to find someone to nag.

By this time, it was already dawning, and the sunlight was shining directly through the window, making it unbearably hot. Zhao Rui got up from the bed, walked to the living room, looked up at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, and was ready to determine what time it was.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, the date on the quartz clock is actually displayed on August 28th, which is the day of the start of school payment!

"No, it won't!"

Zhao Rui rubbed his eyes, almost suspecting that he had seen it wrong, because the day he started cultivating, he had obviously left school for a week!

However, the date on the quartz clock does show the 28th!

Zhao Rui realized that he had spent seven days in cultivation unconsciously!

"This cultivation is really time-consuming, no wonder some cultivators in novels have retreated for tens or hundreds of years. ”

He complained loudly, hurriedly took the tuition, went to the door to call Sun Xiaolan, and went to school together.