This may make Wang Xiaokan's heart hot, and even the pain in cultivation that makes people want to die is not worth mentioning, and he can't wait to go back immediately to open up all the eight veins of the Qi Sutra!

But this thing is not done overnight, if it is self-defeating because of impatience, then there is nowhere to cry.

Wang Xiaokan stabilized his state of mind, took a few deep breaths, and then completely came back to his senses. His first feeling was cold, and his whole skin was a little stiff.

At a glance, Wang Xiaokan found that the water of the small lake he jumped into was very cold, and the coldness that invaded his limbs and bones froze him, and he hurriedly transported the pitiful spiritual energy in the dantian to resist.

I didn't expect that the speed of the aura this time was faster than the speed in the room before, but the pain when encountering obstacles was also intensifying, and the cold water was sandwiched inside and outside, and Wang Xiaokan, who was in pain, couldn't help but let out a loud "whoop", and the pain resounded through the sky, if it wasn't for the formation isolation, it would definitely alarm some demon beasts and the like.

But Wang Xiaokan didn't know this, he was now resisting the pain on his body with all his might, his face was extremely distorted and pale, and the big beads of sweat slipped down his face, bringing out some black marks.

Three days later, Wang Xiaokan couldn't feel the coldness anymore, and his whole body was covered with black fishy sludge again!

At this time, he hadn't paid attention to the changes in his body, because he was still continuing to guide the aura to run Xiao Zhou Tian in his body.

This time, Wang Xiaokan was blessed by misfortune!

Originally, he could only run for three small weeks, and if he wanted to continue strongly, he felt the extreme exhaustion and soreness in his body, as if telling him what would hurt if he continued, so he had to stop his cultivation.

But this time, there was still the strength to support him to continue his cultivation! How could this not make Wang Xiaokan happy?

He seized the opportunity, regardless of the pain he gradually got used to, and guided the aura to continue to flush the uncleared acupuncture points. Once the aura is exhausted, run the exercises on the spot, ingest the aura light points from outside the body for fusion, and then use the aura that turns white to flush the tendons and veins.

In this way, Wang Xiaokan clearly felt that his muscles and veins were expanding, and there were more and more spiritual energy points that could be ingested and stored.

After five weeks of running, the familiar tiredness and soreness enveloped him, telling him that he had to stop.

Wang Xiaokan opened his eyes unwillingly, and sure enough, he smelled a foul smell again. Fortunately, he is now in the lake, and the lake water washes away some of the black mud on his body, and there is much less left than before.

After washing the dirt off his body again, Wang Xiaokan frowned and looked at this small lake that was originally found at random.

But the lake is blue, clear and translucent, and in the warm sun, the sparkling, pure and rich surface of the lake seems to be covered with a layer of glittering broken silver, reflecting dazzling light.

It looks like it's just an ordinary spring water, and there's nothing worth noting. But Wang Xiaokan, who has experienced it personally, can't treat it as an ordinary spring!

First of all, there is the coldness of the lake. How can there be such water that is colder than winter in such a sunny summer? Especially when the water has not yet frozen.

Another point, Wang Xiaokan thought that the water with black mud was flowing out, but this time after looking around carefully, he found that the lake was closed at all!

So it seems that the water did not flow out, but was diluted and dissipated in the water.

Thinking like this, Wang Xiaokan didn't care about not getting dressed, and crawled back to the shore with a roll, staring at the lake with a very surprised look, not knowing what to do.

He had a guess in his heart, thinking that this lake water was very much like the cold pool that the old man said in the bamboo slip, but unfortunately he didn't make it clear, and there was no one to ask here, so this question could only be shelved.

However, Wang Xiaokan no longer dared to jump off the lake to take a bath. He grabbed the towel from the grass and wiped his body around, put on his clothes and ran back to bed.

"Alas, speaking of which, the feeling of cultivating in that lake is not bad, but unfortunately I can't find out, so I can only give up. Wang Xiaokan smacked his lips with a look of regret, "Hmph, wait, when I go out, I must check all these things clearly!" He was ruthless in his heart: next time, next time he will never be so passive again!

After cultivating again, Wang Xiaokan looked at the stench all over his body in a daze.

He originally wanted to find another place to wash, but after searching this small place before, he found that there was no second lake here, and even the stream was gone, so he was so angry that he complained a few more words.

However, this formation was arranged by the old man, and he must know what was inside. In this way, the lake water must be usable, at least it is not harmful to him, right?

Thinking like this, Wang Xiaokan's heart became hot. Especially when he thought of the benefits of cultivating in that lake, he couldn't restrain himself, his eyes lit up, and he was about to move.

Not giving himself a chance to regret it, Wang Xiaokan took off his clothes while running and plunged into the icy lake. As soon as he entered, he was shivering from the cold, and his whole body spasmed, and he immediately sat down cross-legged to resist the cold, and then he felt better. His face gradually turned ruddy, and his teeth stopped fighting, so he had time to scold angrily: "Damn, stinky old man, can't you think about me?

Scolding and scolding, but he is not a person who doesn't know what to do, he knows that the cheap master is for his good, and he also appreciates it, and honestly cultivates in this lake.

After more than a month, Wang Xiaokan has broken through several big acupoints, and the aura in his body has more than doubled the speed of operation, and a small air vortex has been formed in the dantian, where the white mist is curling, misty, and dreamy.

It's a pity that Wang Xiaokan is a big man, and he is not very interested in these things that girls like, and he is more interested in the meaning of this change.

Wang Xiaokan felt that he was still quite smart, and even if the impact on the acupuncture points was not to wash the muscles and cut the marrow, the purpose was similar. Now he feels that his body is much lighter, his skin has changed slightly, and his spirit is better than ever!

If Wang Xiaokan had a better understanding of this world, he would have found that his divine soul had become more condensed and more powerful, comparable to that of ordinary early foundation building monks.

Although he didn't know anything about it now, the sensations of his body were not deceiving, and he hadn't felt this warm pleasure for a while, no, he was living faster than before.

Wang Xiaokan's heart was hot, but he still forced himself to press it, and only after running for nine hours did he open his eyes, looked at the black sweat on his body that had become lighter in color and less in size, smiled slightly, and went to take a bath.

He had a feeling that the cultivation of qi was not far away.