A year later.

Inside the green forest pavilion.

Jun Ci looked at the handful of Pei Yuan Dan in his hand with red eyes, and his heart was full of thoughts.

In the course of more than a year, Junci successfully broke through the first level of the Qi cultivation period and began to cultivate the third meridian of the second level. Becoming a veritable genius of the Void Breaking Sect, even the picky Long Yan was amazed.

But Junci did not have the slightest joy, but became more and more anxious.

In the third month of cultivating the Broken Void Record, Jun Ci had already practiced the nine meridians that had penetrated to the point where they were free and clear, and the true element was like mercury. At the moment of cultivation, Jun Ci's mind naturally appeared with the cultivation diagram of the tenth meridian.

It took four full months for a new cultivation map to appear in the sea of Junci Consciousness.

The two meridians, the second heaviest of Qi training, also took Jun Ci about four or five months respectively.

It's not for nothing that the time gap between before and after is so large.

The first nine meridians in the Qi cultivation period were unconsciously developed by Jun Ci in the case of spontaneous combustion of true qi, that is to say, Jun Ci used more than ten years of penance to exchange for nine well-connected meridians, and in the process of penetration, because the six senses were closed, Jun Ci did not feel the slightest pain, and what Jun Ci did later was to use three months to fill the expanded meridians with true yuan.

However, starting from the tenth meridian, each meridian requires Junci to use the warmth and cultivation of the true element bit by bit, and after countless cultivations, the meridians like small streams can gradually expand into large seas and rivers, and the difference between them is simply worlds apart.

Just like digging a ditch to divert water, digging a good channel, diverting water is only a one-time thing, and the difficulty lies in digging a ditch.

If he continued to follow this progress, even if it only took four months to open up each meridian, it would take more than a hundred years for Junci to complete the Qi refining period. Let's not talk about whether Junci can live to that time, even if he lives to that time, he is still an old man.

Just thinking about it, Jun Ci broke out in a cold sweat on his head.

It's not that Junci didn't want to tell Qingfeng the truth, but every time he saw the relieved and encouraging eyes of Qingfeng, he didn't know how to speak.

After a long period of theoretical research, Junci, who worked behind closed doors, finally found two ways to speed up the progress of cultivation.

The first method is to use the divine sense to increase the speed of the true element when cultivating. In this way, more True Elements and more Extended Meridians can be absorbed in the same amount of time.

But experiments have proved that this idea of Junci does not work. In the process of cultivation, he used his milk strength to drive the true yuan to speed up. As a result, the speed of Zhenyuan's movement in the veins like sheep's intestines was only a little faster, and Junci himself was killed by the pain of the expansion of the meridians.

The second method is to take more Pei Yuan Dan while cultivating. Let a large amount of true elements be generated in the process of assimilation, and squeeze the meridians to forcibly expand the meridians. This method stimulates the meridians more than the first method, and naturally brings more severe pain. Of course, if successful, the effect is more than the first method.

High risk comes naturally with high returns.

For the sake of insurance, Junci inadvertently asked Yang Xian about the feasibility of this method.

Yang Xian's answer was very simple, just two words: "Look for death!"

Jun Ci asked if anyone had ever tried to cultivate like this? Yang Xian's answer was very straightforward, "Who would try to find death?"

After a long ideological struggle, Junci still poured a handful of Pei Yuan Dan in his hand back into the porcelain bottle.

Walking out of the dreary hut, Junci unconsciously walked in the direction of the Forgetful House, perhaps he could find some inspiration for cultivation from his master. Since the incident of giving away medicine, the small estrangement between him and Qingfeng has long since disappeared, and the master-apprentice relationship between the two has become deeper and deeper.

Before he reached Qingfeng's residence, Junci said with a smile, "Master, the apprentice is here again." ”

The usual laughter and scolding of Qingfeng should have been heard a long time ago, but there has been no movement for a long time today. Junci was wondering, and an old man in his fifties ran over quickly.

Lao Su trembled and bowed to Jun Ci and said, "Disciple to meet Uncle Shi." ”

Seeing that Lao Sue was sweating profusely but didn't dare to wipe it, Junci waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, who are you?

Lao Suo raised his head and looked at Jun Ci and said with a smile: "Back to Uncle Shi's words, the little one's name is Jiang Da, and he is the janitor in the backyard of the master, and he is usually not allowed to appear in the vestibule without permission." The ancestor went out in an urgent matter two days ago, and he was afraid that the uncle would find him, so he asked the disciples to wait here. ”

Jun Ci nodded, and then asked, "Did Master leave me any words?"

Jiang Da took out a bottle of I Ching San from his arms, presented it with both hands and handed it to Jun Ci, "Master Ancestor left this bottle of I Ching San, and instructed the disciple to hand it over to Uncle Shi himself, if Uncle Shi is not sure about any urgent matters, you can ask Master Zhou for advice." ”

"Master is really thoughtful. Junci smiled bitterly and took the I Ching San, feeling a little warm in his heart.

Junci, who was about to leave, looked at the restless Jiang Da, smiled and asked, "How many years have you been a master doorman?"

Jiang Da's old face flushed, "The disciple has only been fortunate enough to serve the master for three years. ”

"Oh, it's only been three years, so what did you do before?" Junci was even more strange.

Jiang Da's face darkened, and his voice was a little dry: "The disciple was originally an outer disciple of the Enlightenment Dao Peak, but due to his poor qualifications, he still hasn't cultivated to the foundation building period in thirty years. According to the rules of the sect, those who have not built a foundation within 30 years will be expelled from the division. The disciple was so sad that he committed suicide by throwing himself into the cliff behind the cliff of enlightenment, and was rescued by his ancestor. The master took pity on the disciple for his old age, and because of the door rules, he let the disciple become a gatekeeper in the backyard and could continue to cultivate. ”

Jun Ci looked at Jiang Da, whose face was full of vicissitudes, frowned and asked, "Is it worth it?"

"The disciple doesn't know if it's worth it, but the disciple knows that there is still a glimmer of hope for a fight, and if you don't fight, there will really be nothing. Jiang Da smiled at Jun Ci embarrassedly, his smile was full of bitterness, a little lonely, and there was one thing that all cultivators who defy the heavens had, unyielding!

Jun Ci, who returned to the Green Forest Pavilion, stared at Pei Yuandan at the table, and muttered to himself with some self-deprecation: "Who would have thought that Jun Ci, who once sacrificed his life and forgot his death for the sake of cultivation, would one day look forward and backward and be hesitant because of a meridian?"

"Cultivation is the path I have chosen, even if there are gods and demons in front of me, I will never back down. I don't want to be the second Jiang Da, I don't want to regret it after thirty years!" Slowly putting away the cold smile in his eyes, Jun Ci neatly grabbed the white porcelain bottle on the table, tilted his head, and poured the entire bottle of Pei Yuan Dan into his mouth.