At this moment, Wang San's belief was extremely firm.

Although, so far, he has not even been able to get through the first serious one.

However, he believes that with perseverance, one day, all the toxins in his body will be unraveled.

Putting away distracting thoughts, Wang San focused on the fifth canon, running little by little with internal force, this process was extremely difficult, and the meridians endured unbearable pain for ordinary people.

However, with the long-term training of the first serious, his endurance has become more and more tenacious.

As time passed, beads of sweat came out of Wang San's forehead.

The ghost elder who was supporting Wang San on the side actually nodded slowly, his lips squirmed, as if he had something to say.

I don't know how long it has been, Wang San only felt that the internal force running in the fifth canon was stagnant, and before he could think about it, the whole person seemed to have lost support.

"Bump!"

Wang San fell to the ground, and his bald head was hurt by the fall.

At this moment, how could Wang San not know what was happening, and said depressedly at the moment: "Elder Ghost, before your old man lets go, why don't you make a prophet?"

"Gollum ......"

The ghost elder took a sip of wine and said, "Do you know how long the old man has helped you?"

"It shouldn't be long!" Wang San said weakly, he was immersed in the fifth canon, and he felt that it should be less than half an hour.

The ghost elder glanced at Wang San, then raised the wine jar, took another sip, and said, "You little monk, climb to the window for me to see!"

Only then did Wang San look up at the window.

I saw that the window made of paper paste was flushed with whiteness.

It turned out that the sky was already bright, and Wang San suddenly felt strange, and said in his heart: "It shouldn't be! How can it pass so quickly?"

Not only that, but he hadn't even heard of the morning bell of Wulong Temple.

Wang San was a little puzzled, but when he was immersed in the Fifth Orthodoxy again, he was shocked.

"How is this possible?"

"It's nothing impossible, you kid is lucky, you have actually entered a state of deep practice!" Elder Ghost said with some emotion, knowing that this state is unavoidable.

At the beginning, after the ghost elder found out that Wang San had entered this state, he still praised him quite a lot.

But after a long time, his complexion became ugly, and it was a miracle that he had to hold a man in this position for so long.

"Deep practice state?" Wang San had never heard of before.

The ghost elder didn't want to explain too much, but said, "You can understand it by looking at the Fifth Canon. ”

Although Wang San had a lot of questions, when the ghost elder said this, he had no choice but to do as he was told, closing his eyes and immersing his mind in the Fifth Canon.

With the first serious comparison, he quickly found the clue.

But this discovery is so shocking!

"How is this possible?"

In the middle of this night, the effect of his internal force running in the Fifth Orthodoxy was comparable to the effect of several days.

Soon, Wang San combined some memories of his previous life, as well as what the ghost elder said just now, and instantly understood the reason, and thought: "If you can do this every time, I'm afraid that all the toxins in the first serious way have been discharged." ”

Of course, he also knows that this kind of thing is unavoidable.

At this moment, it was not too early, Wang San got up and said, "Thank you for the elder for teaching the disciple the divine skills, the disciple will definitely bring more wine to your old man's house next time he comes!"

Hearing this, the ghost elder nodded with satisfaction, coughed, and said, "As long as there is wine, the divine skills should be taught to you......"

Wang San pursed his mouth, then said goodbye to the ghost elder and walked out of the Five Dragons Tower.