This thought rushed into his mind, and Wang Xiaokan's spirit was shocked: as long as he reached the first level of Qi training, he would be able to learn the knowledge of the formation, he would be able to break the formation and leave this ghost place, and he would be able to return to the crowd...... At least taste the delicious food of this world first, after eating wild fruits for so many days, the birds have faded out of their mouths. Then accept a few beautiful disciples and expand the sect. When you have time, you will punish the evil and promote the good, eliminate the violence and peace and goodness, and rescue some suffering young ladies by the way......

The premise of all these good wishes is to reach the first level of Qi training!

After washing, Wang Xiaokan didn't even care about resting, just sat in the original place and continued to cultivate. The sooner he breaks through, the sooner he can rest assured.

These few times when he ingested the aura from outside the body and entered the dantian, Wang Xiaokan no longer felt the pain of tearing his body apart, and the unobstructed feeling when the aura flowed gradually dissipated, almost negligible.

But a few days later, Wang Xiaokan's feelings changed.

This time, the greater pain circulated in Wang Xiaokan's veins, as if there were thousands of sharp knives and 10,000 steel needles shuttling in the flesh and skin, although there was no blood, but the pain that made people want to scratch their hearts and lungs was worse than blood loss!

However, Wang Xiaokan has experienced the polishing of these days, and his heart is not the same as at the beginning, and this pain can still be endured. He gritted his teeth and channeled the aura through his body again and again.

After walking for eight hours, he felt that his body had become sore, but he was unwilling to give up, so he once again guided the aura to operate, so that his body was once again covered with beads of sweat.

At this time, Wang Xiaokan didn't open his eyes to check, so he didn't know that such sweat was transparent, not the pure black stain before!

The change of color seems to indicate the coming of Wang Xiaokan's time.

This time the operation was not as smooth as before, and the pain was getting deeper and deeper, and there were even two times when he couldn't hold on and almost stopped. Fortunately, he was determined, and he was stunned.

It took at least twice as long as before for Wang Xiaokan to finish the last little Sunday run, and at this moment he was carefully channeling the remaining spiritual energy back to the dantian. But somehow, those spiritual qi suddenly became uncontrollable, dispersed into many points of light on their own, and rushed to the dantian, as if they were racing.

Wang Xiaokan was startled, but before he could come back to his senses, the pain that was a hundred times more painful than before swept through his whole body, making him almost lose his mind and lose his previous efforts.

"Ahh

Wang Xiaokan only "watched" the aura that had newly entered the dantian rampage, scattering the aura that had already become a whirlpool, accompanied by a strange cracking sound, which made his pain more and more obvious.

At this time, Wang Xiaokan didn't open his eyes, so he didn't know that a mass of black dirt appeared on his body again! And this time, it was not sweat, but black and red blood! It was only that the bloody breath in Wang Xiaokan's mouth was very strong, so that the blood on his body was not noticed.

Wang Xiaokan didn't have time to care about the changes in his body, he was still fighting against the small aura vortex in the dantian, and tried his best to guide them to merge, but the two groups that finally merged were quickly dispersed by other naughty aura, making him extremely helpless.

After thinking about it, Wang Xiaokan could only do his best to ingest more aura points from outside his body, hoping to fill the dantian with suppression of those naughty little aura.

Circle after circle, a lot of aura formed a large or small aura vortex, but as soon as it arrived at the dantian, it was washed away, and it could only float above the Qi acupoint.

When the aura in the dantian was full and could no longer be stuffed in, Wang Xiaokan learned the old method of the previous three-color aura fusion, arranged all the aura in a spiral pattern, formed a huge aura vortex, and then carried out the operation of kung fu in the order of the exercises......

This time did not disappoint him, only six small weeks, Wang Xiaokan felt the difference, and after nine small weeks, he "saw" a mass of white clouds in the dantian, wisps after wisps, as thin as a light veil, but it seemed to contain extreme perseverance and full of strength.

At this glance, there is no need to explain, Wang Xiaokan just knows that the first layer of qi practice has been completed.

Now that he has succeeded in cultivating the exercises, Wang Xiaokan can't sit still at all. He should go and learn the knowledge of the formation, break the formation outside, and leave this hellish place as soon as possible!

The more he thought about it, the hotter it became, Wang Xiaokan was in high spirits, and opened his eyes with a "swish", about to look for the bamboo slips that he didn't know where he had thrown them before, but he was startled by the dirt on his body.

As far as the eye could see, everything was covered in black blood, and I couldn't see the color of my clothes, nor could I see a trace of skin. But Wang Xiaokan knew that there were no scars on his body, so where did these blood stains come from?

Could it really be that the muscles are washed and the marrow removed?

Out of anticipation of breaking the formation, Wang Xiaokan temporarily suppressed the matter, hurriedly went to Hantan to take a bath, and didn't care about the ring on his hand that became so light that it was almost invisible, so he ran back to find the bamboo slip and look at it.

"Qi Xun Feng, Yun Kun Huo, Poor Wu Ji, Ding Gengjia, Drink Dao Gui, Peep into the Sky and ......"

Compared with the previous difficulties, Wang Xiaokan is now much easier to read these ancient words, and he will soon memorize the few hundred words that are not long.

It's a pity that after reading it, he was depressed.

The formations in this world are self-contained, very profound, even ordinary formations have to refine qi at the third level before they can start cultivating and breaking the formation, and the formations outside seem to be a few points more powerful than the twelve ordinary formations listed on the bamboo slips, if you want to crack it, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

No way?

Oh my God, cultivating to the first level of Qi cultivation will waste his old life, there is also an element of luck in this, if you really wait until the third layer of Qi training, wouldn't even the daylily be cold?

Wang Xiaokan, who should have been refreshed, had a black face, and angrily smashed the bamboo slip in his hand directly, but he didn't notice that the thorns at the corners were not smoothed into his index finger.

When he felt the pain, he was even more unhappy: God, am I here to send blood? Not to mention the previous ones, just in the past two days, hey, how long has it been, how many times has he bled to death?

Wang Xiaokan's sigh did not change the loss of blood, but fortunately, the mouth was not big, and he didn't care, he turned over and lay on the bed again.

When he was finally depressed enough, he was willing to give a glance to the culprit, but he was completely speechless at a glance.

This, this, this, wouldn't it? Was he dazzled, or did he not pay attention to what had just happened? How could such a big change happen?