This time, Xu is supplemented by the surging spiritual power of the man in white, and Wang Xiaokan's meditation and refining are easier and more enjoyable than any previous time.

He didn't expect that cultivation could be so leisurely and comfortable. "I'm going, is it possible, my cultivation was all fake before? It's a world of difference, isn't it? It's too easy, not to mention the pain, there is not even a trace of rejection, it's simply the most comfortable day since I crossed over, there is no one!"

However, after five weeks, he clearly felt that his dantian and tendons had expanded a little, and the aura stored in it was also slowly growing, bringing him endless comfort and vitality, just like after cultivation.

Such a visible increase in spiritual power made Wang Xiaokan full of joy, and he even forgot the sequelae of the empowerment **, and patronized it happily.

"I went, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the empowerment ** is so comfortable, there is no need to work hard at all, no wonder, the spiritual power obtained in this way has countless sequelae. Also, everything is balanced, there are always gains and losses, and there can't be any benefits, all of them are accounted for, right?" Thinking of this, Wang Xiaokan grinned and smiled extremely satisfied.

Now, he is about to be bewitched by the warmth of this drowning person, and his whole body relaxes. It was precisely because of this period of comfort that he continued to cultivate tirelessly, not feeling satisfied at all. But accidents often happen at the moment when people are most relaxed.

I don't know how long it took, the familiar stinging pain began to sweep through his body, and the bursts of pinprick-like pain made Wang Xiaokan suddenly wake up from happiness.

He felt that his body began to have a tearing pain, that kind of pain was even more painful than when he cultivated before, and he no longer had the joy he had when he absorbed spiritual power before, which made him feel shocked and almost distracted.

The pressure of mental power, as well as the fact that the running route was almost wrong, made Wang Xiaokan's heart tremble, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth to endure it, this extreme pain, he didn't dare to think about it anymore. He desperately ran the Taki-Uzumaki Sutra, allowing the spiritual power to flow through all the veins, hoping to resist this tearing pain.

"Uhh......hh This...... What the hell is this...... How...... How to ...... Matter...... Yes...... Hmm......" Wang Xiaokan's muscles twitched, and his face was extremely distorted. He gritted his teeth and spat out a few incoherent words, which cost the boss his strength. In addition, the meridians and dantian in his body were protesting, and his whole body was like being divided by five horses, and the pain was so bad that he had no strength to speak.

Sensing that this pain was still intensifying, Wang Xiaokan was shocked: Isn't it?

Facts have proved that Wang Xiaokan's hunch is correct.

After another nine hours, the pain in his body was still getting worse little by little.

Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain!

Originally, when the familiar pain began to come, although Wang Xiaokan was frightened, he still had some joy in his heart, because he felt that he was a blessing in disguise, and he could break through again so easily! After all, there is still a big gap between his own breakthrough and the empowerment of ** to cultivate highly.

But when he got to the back, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Wang Xiaokan never thought that the pain would come so quickly and violently this time!

Heart-rending pain!

Heart-wrenching pain!

The pain of a 10,000-insect bite!

There is no pain in his whole body, ahhh

Although, since his cultivation, Wang Xiaokan is no stranger to pain, especially when he uses his aura to break through the meridian acupuncture points and expand the meridians, those pains are all pain into the bone marrow, and he wants to kill people because of the pain!

But this time, his feeling was even more profound, so profound that his mind was full of the word "pain", and beyond that, he couldn't tolerate anything anymore.

Now, he can't wait to roll around to relieve the pain a little, or, if he faints, he doesn't know anything.

It's a pity that Wang Xiaokan knows that when cultivating, the most important thing is to concentrate and concentrate, once he faints or moves indiscriminately, the effect of cultivation will be greatly reduced, and if he is not careful, he will even go crazy!

Moreover, this time, he even had an intuition in his head, which kept reminding him that he must not mess around, otherwise, he would lose something very important, very important.

Therefore, even if he was almost unconscious, Wang Xiaokan did not dare to mess around. In order to keep himself awake, he could only use the old method again, biting his tongue with all his might, and the familiar bloody breath really pulled back his sanity and gave him the courage to persevere.

Even if the pain was spasmodic, even if he bit his entire mouth to blood, Wang Xiaokan still didn't give in, and kept gritting his teeth and holding on.

Huge beads of sweat burst out of his forehead, from his face, from all his skin, and gathered into a stream that flowed on the surface of his body. Soon, the sweat slowly solidified and turned into a pile of black mud, wetting his robe and stinking his body.

Wang Xiaokan was not ignorant of this, but what he couldn't ignore was the bone-eroding pain in his body. He felt that there seemed to be countless ants wriggling in the entire veins, gnawing at his veins and sucking his bone marrow little by little, making every inch of his body like a burning fire, surging heat, and every inch of flesh and bones seemed to be constantly breaking and constantly being reborn.

And such pain, he must persist in absolute sobriety.

After more than a dozen small weeks of running, Wang Xiaokan felt that his whole body was covered with sticky stinky sweat, and his bones seemed to be crushed and reorganized inch by inch, familiar and unfamiliar.

But Wang Xiaokan felt that his dantian had not yet been filled, and that feeling of hunger and thirst forced him, urging him, so that he did not dare to relax, and he had to continue to absorb the aura of the outside world until his dantian was no longer hungry.

"I'll go, what the hell is going on? This time, how can Dantian be so hungry? Even if it's greedy. There must also be a degree, okay?" Wang Xiaokan was full of doubts, he never thought that his dantian would be so greedy!

After cultivating for so long, he is no longer the idiot he was back then. Wang Xiaokan knows very well that when it comes to cultivation, if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and the size of the dantian needs to be expanded little by little, and it is definitely a problem for him to support the dantian to this level at one time.

At this time, he had forgotten that the man in white had used the empowerment**, which could naturally help expand his dantian.