On that day, a round of red sun hung in the sky, and thousands of bright lights suddenly shot out. In the Peach Blossom Island www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, after a night, the trace of moonlight in Zhao Zhijing's body has been exhausted, and the cold breath has disappeared. At this time, he was standing in a white robe in the bamboo forest, the breeze was blowing, and the robe kept swaying with the breeze. The smile on his face was as warm as the sun, as if he was a green bamboo in the bamboo forest at this time, without a trace of abruptness.

With his eyes closed, he felt everything around him. At this moment, the breeze was light, the bamboo leaves swayed, and suddenly there was a soft rustle. A breath belonging to Qingzhu fell into Zhao Zhijing's nostrils, and the slight sound was Qingzhu's breathing, which had already fallen on Zhao Zhijing's ears. Everything is so natural under the sunlight, and the vitality in this verdant bamboo forest is extraordinarily rich, even if you take a deep breath, there are wisps of vitality falling into the belly.

The sun in the sky radiates a thousand feet of brilliance. As long as the eyes of ordinary people are directly illuminated by this warm sun, they will feel the slightest tingling, and this warm brilliance is so dazzling. It's just that all this is not so serious for Zhao Zhijing. A ray of sunlight revealed through the gap in the bamboo leaves, shining directly on Zhao Zhijing's closed eyes, and Zhao Zhijing's eyeballs under his eyelids slowly turned, like a naughty child, feeling the warmth brought by the sun.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the shadow of the red sun in the sky was reflected in his pupils. The Six Realms Return to the Ruins and Return to the Sea of Ruins, and the Sea of Ruins contains all kinds of true qi, which eventually merge into one. At night, there is already a ruins swallowing moon, and at this moment there is a red sun in the sky, and naturally there is also a ruins swallowing sun.

In the bamboo forest, the air is constantly flowing, and the breeze generated by the breeze blows the slender bamboo leaves, which make a rustling sound when they shake. Zhao Zhijing's eyes opened, looking at the red sun in the sky. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing slowly opened his mouth, the lobes of the lungs in his chest suddenly expanded, and the air flow in the air suddenly poured into Zhao Zhijing's abdomen.

At this moment, a wonderful scene suddenly appeared in front of him, wisps of golden light condensed in front of Zhao Zhijing's body, until it turned into an illusory sun, and a warm heat emanated from it, and this warm breath was mixed with a magic power that burned everything, just like the true fire of the sun that can ignite the void in the legend.

The illusory sun in the sky had become complete, and there was no longer a trace of golden light gathered in it, just like a quilt filled with water, which had been filled and could not accommodate even a small drop of water. Looking at the illusory sun in front of him, Zhao Zhijing's slightly open mouth suddenly expanded, and the suction power coming from it also became bigger.

Wisps of white qi spewed out from Zhao Zhijing's mouth, enveloping the illusory day in the air. The qi flowed vigorously, making a slight whistling, and the bamboo forest became a little dim at this moment, as if the sun in the sky was covered by a dark cloud, and a closer look saw that the illusory sun had been swallowed by Zhao Zhijing.

When that illusory day was sucked into his mouth, Zhao Zhijing's bright eyes suddenly closed. At this time, his whole body was immersed in his body, and after a red line of fire entered his mouth, he swept through the meridians all the way, and went straight to the dantian.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing felt as if he was sitting on the stove, and the tongue of fire that exuded heat was constantly licking and eating his body. The only difference is that the tongue of fire in the furnace burns from the outside to the inside, but this wisp of real fire inhaled from the inside is from the inside out, a little more dangerous than the previous one, and Zhao Zhijing can't tolerate a trace of laxity.

The essence condensed by the brilliance of the sun is the most yang thing in the world, and the moon is the most yin thing. Zhao Zhijing's return to the ruins, although it is full of yin and yang, but it is always its yin and cold atmosphere, when the moon is mixed, there is not much reaction, but today is different, at this time the sun is the most yang thing.

As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible, and there is nothing wrong with that, when this condensed wisp of sunshine falls into the dantian, the true qi in the sea of ruins becomes warm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wisps of mist rise from the sea of ruins and spread in the dantian. If someone was beside Zhao Zhijing at this time, they would see that the skin that fell on the outside of his robe at this time became flushed, and a hot breath emanated from his body, and even the few grasses that were close to his body became weak, slowly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Zhijing's whole body was condensed in his body at this time, controlling the true qi in his body, and constantly absorbing this wisp of sunshine. At the same time that the true qi turned into mist, wisps of magazines that could not be seen in the past appeared from it, and they were burned by this wisp of sunshine, and finally disappeared.

Time passed, and half an hour passed like this. Zhao Zhijing, dressed in a white robe in the bamboo forest, still stood upright in the sunlight. At this moment, the trace of sunshine in Zhao Zhijing's body has also dissipated, and the true qi in the sea of ruins has also decreased a little, Zhao Zhijing estimates that it will take at least dozens or even hundreds of times to refine the true qi of his body. But feeling the stinging pain coming from the meridians in his body, this burning feeling told Zhao Zhijing all the time that he couldn't swallow a wisp of sunshine today, otherwise he was looking for death.

In the bamboo forest, the sound of rustling is endless. Zhao Zhijing, who closed his eyes tightly, slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, a ray of fire flashed in his bright eyes, and then this wisp of fire disappeared between the pupils, as if everything before was just a dream.

Looking at the verdant green bamboo in front of him, Zhao Zhijing suddenly opened his mouth, and a turbid breath came out of his mouth. In the past, when I spit out the old and the new, the gas I spit out was like a white mist. But today's is very different, two extremes. I saw that when Zhao Zhijing opened his mouth, a black gas came out of his mouth like a sword, and with the stench of burning, a few bamboo leaves swept by the black gas withered rapidly in front of Zhao Zhijing, as if they were burned by fire.

This black gas is the impurity in Zhao Zhijing's body, it was not burned in the past, it was still firmly adsorbed in Zhao Zhijing's body, and today it was burned by a wisp of sunshine, and it was immediately excluded from the body. When he spit it out, Zhao Zhijing suddenly felt that his body was more pure, the fragrance of the flowers he smelled was so elegant, and everything was so vibrant. But Zhao Zhijing knew that this was only the first time that he had such a feeling, and in the future, there would only be hard work and persistence. (To be continued.) )