The second is the realm of contemplation, the realm of night travel, the realm of day travel, the realm of manifestation, and so on.

There are several quick factors to the spiritual practice visualization.

The first one is to light the incense of the gods.

The so-called incense is just a general term, and sandalwood is a kind of incense, which can be absorbed during visualization after being lit, which can help you condense your soul to the greatest extent.

The second is the wish to be enshrined.

The power of the wish is the pious mind of a person, the mind is born from the soul, itself is a tonic of the soul, and the effect of the incense decreases faster than that of the incense, but its safety is not high. This is because when people pray to the gods, they have the power of wishes, and these wishes contain all kinds of distracting thoughts of people, and once the gods and souls absorb them, they will also absorb these distracting thoughts, which will have a considerable impact on people, which is extremely bad in this regard.

But before the stove god Dongfang Huan was demoted, his cultivation was not low, and he did not cultivate even if he did not practice.

Because Fu Zhao has one of the biggest functions, that is, to filter out distracting thoughts and inject the purest wish power into the divine soul, which can make the divine soul directly ascend.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Huan's heart was much more relaxed, and he once again thanked the confused heavenly official for not depriving him of Fu Zhao.

He checked Fu Zhao, thirteen incense sticks, and looked at his soul that he had cultivated for a year, and found that if he continued like this, with another injection of seventy-seven and forty-nine wish powers, he would be able to complete the first step that others could only complete in several years or even more than ten years - the realm of leaving the body.

For the next period of time, Dongfang Huan had a steady stream of seven wishes every day.

Wang Laoshi's family has four ways, and Hao Shiduo has three more people, which is very down-to-earth and stable.

Coupled with the original thirteen realms, in two days, Dongfang Huan had already succeeded in half of his cultivation.

That night, there was no wind in the four fields, the moon and stars were scarce, Dongfang Huan sat in the room, closed his eyes and stared, imagining, in the dark void in his mind, there was a gold-edged red-robed god holding a red lotus-like flame.

Dongfang Huan scattered the last trace of wishing power, and suddenly his head was stunned, only to feel that the whole world was bright.

There was only this god man in his eyes, and nothing else, as if he had become this god man, and the god man had become him, and a dreamlike and ethereal feeling permeated his whole body, and he gradually felt that he was flying.

"Fly!"

I was shocked at first, but I was immediately overjoyed, and I hurriedly opened my eyes to find that the world around me had become strange and familiar.

Familiar is the house or the same house, the humble house, the plank bed, his own god card. What is strange is that he can see everything around him as clearly as in the daytime in the room where he can't see his five fingers, and when he looks down, a young Taoist priest in a green cloth robe sits upright on the bed, his head hangs, and his breathing is weak, as if he is asleep.

This man is none other than himself!

After a period of practice, he finally reached the realm of detachment!

Dongfang Huan controlled his body, floated down, and after landing on the ground, he still didn't feel the feeling of being down-to-earth, the person walked forward, walked through the door and walked outside the house, at this time the moonlight was sprinkled, and Dongfang Huan looked at the ground.

Sure enough, there was not half a shadow of him.

It's not that the soul is transparent and has no shadow, but that the soul itself is just a thought, a thought out of the body.

Under the moonlight, Dongfang Huan was dressed in a gold-edged red robe, walking in front of the thatched house, raising his hand to look at his palm, poof, a lotus-shaped red flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

Hongchen Fire Lotus, guided by the power of willingness, can burn everything in the world.

Dongfang Huan waved his hand and dispersed, he was imagining himself, because he was originally a god, but the Hongchen Fire Lotus in his hand had no willpower to guide him, it was just an empty shelf, and he didn't even have the slightest temperature.

For the first time out of his body in this land, Dongfang Huan walked around.

Although there is no wind, the grass and trees do not move, Dongfang Huan can still feel the knife-like wind passing through his body, this is the wind of heaven and earth, any newborn soul has to go through, if he can't bear it, his soul will be scattered, he has Fu Zhao Divine Light to protect his body, so he is naturally not afraid, but ...... He found that although Fu Zhao was emitting divine light from his divine soul and enveloping his body, a trace of his wish power was still slowly being consumed.

It turns out that the use of Fu Zhao to protect the body requires the consumption of willpower, and sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world.

"If this continues, a will power will only last for six hours. ”

In the past, he was willing to do a lot of power, so how could he care about this and two things? But now it is the initial stage, everything is simple, and he can save if he can.

A trace of wish power has been consumed, so it can last for six hours, and you can't waste it, right?

Dongfang Huan walked into Dingjun Village at night.

In Dingjun Village at night, a reddish glow is permeated over every house, which is a symbol of popularity and inhabitation. The popularity is much more powerful than Gangfeng, this thing is a symbol of yang energy on the human body, more powerful than Gangfeng, and it is the nemesis of ordinary yin ghosts, but the village houses are relatively separated, and each family lives up to three people, which is not vigorous.

"In such a situation, it is normal to be violated by those imps in the realm of leaving the body. ”

If there are five people living in a room, then the blood and qi in it are vigorous, and naturally it is not something that those little ghosts in the realm of the body can infringe on.

He walked around the village, and when he saw that there were no remnants of the soul in the village, he nodded, and in a jargon, the place was clean.

It was late and the village was quiet.

Dongfang Huan walked all the way, but saw all kinds of scenes. Some men are holding their mother-in-law and gnawing, gnawing and shutting up, pouting their big cheeks and shrugging them, in and out. Some village women and elderly people are still making the soles of their shoes, and under the dim oil lamp, a stitch and a thread, and a hand is accidentally punctured. There are also a few young people who are reading with the lamp, and they are not surprised to laugh when they read the wonderful things, or they applaud the table.

These people exude all kinds of aura.

The woman's body was not full of blood, and the man who was doing that with her mother-in-law was full of blood.

Those young people who read books faintly exuded a breath of qi, although it was not obvious at all, but Dongfang Huan could be sure that this was a kind of haoran aura unique to readers.

This Haoran Qi is very positive and stable, Dongfang Huan is sure that if it is more powerful, this Qi is much more powerful than the Blood Qi, and it can scare away those ghosts with a roar of reading.

It's just that the aura of Haoran comes from the righteous qi generated in the heart after reading, and if the heart is cowardly, it will disappear.

It took him an hour to walk through every corner of the village, and finally he came to a black-lacquered gate with iron nails.

When I looked up, there were two solemn words on the book: ancestral hall, and there was actually a payment.

"The person who inscribed these two words is called Xie Yuan? This person is so powerful, he should be a great Confucian!" Dongfang Huan immediately asserted in his heart, the words on it were not only iron hooks and silver strokes, but also strong and powerful, and the temperament exuded made those little ghosts dare not approach. It's just that he can ignore the abundant wish support of this ancestral hall and enter the door, can those little ghosts do it?

Dongfang Huan wanted to go in through the gate to take a look, but he didn't want to bang a sound, his divine soul that could penetrate the wall without hindrance was hindered for the first time.

He rubbed his head, touched the hard door, and said secretly that he didn't know what this thing was made of.

Dongfang Huan felt that there was the power he longed for in this ancestral hall, and finally shook his head. He is a god, even if he does not have a considerable cultivation realm and cannot reach the level of night travel, he can still do it with Fu Zhao, this is the soul of a god.

During this night tour, he felt that this land was not as simple as he thought.

In addition to the demons and ghosts, there are also loose cultivators such as Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and these monks seem to give him a sense of oppression.

"Forget it, this place is mine sooner or later anyway, and I'm not in a hurry. ”

So, he controlled his body and prepared to go back, and as soon as he arrived at the front of the house, there was a shouting and fighting sound in his ears.

"Who is it so late?" Dongfang Huan was curious, raised his eyes, and saw that the source of the sound happened to be the half of the slope, but there was no one on the half of the slope, so the main owner should be on the mountain next to the half of the slope.

That's the general!