Chapter 10: Gathering Qi

Without losing the opportunity, Dugu Bo threw it away, and this red pill entered his mouth. Immediately, it was as if a volcanic rock had entered his mouth, and it was so hot that he almost called out his voice.

For a moment, Dugu Bo felt that his limbs, muscles, flesh and blood seemed to be scorched by flames. Beyond the flames, however, was a chill from the poles, placing him in the midst of two completely contradictory forces.

And part of his body was extremely numb and cold, and the other part was hot and hot.

Cold sweat was dripping down his body like rain. But he sat here silently, as if the thousands of pains had nothing to do with him.

I don't know how long this torment lasted, and Dugu Bo's body and mind were being subjected to a huge test.

This is still the effect of his physical strength being stronger than ordinary people, and after refining the seven Gathering Ding Pills, I don't know if the other disciples have suffered as much as themselves when they gather qi.

How did Dugu know that his ** was evolved from the mortal body of the earth, and his age was already twenty-seven or eighteen, although the impurities were eliminated and restored to about ten years old, but it could not be compared with the purity of the ** of a ten-year-old child in this world.

What's more, even if children in this world are over ten years old, it is very difficult to gather energy, and the pain of change has also increased exponentially; many children in this world after the age of ten cannot bear this severe pain and choose to give up the way of cultivating immortals;

Dugu Bo just felt that the sun was rising and setting, setting and rising, and he didn't know how many times it was sun.

The strange cold power in his body began to slowly invade his flesh and bones, which were boiling like volcanic rock water, and every time these strange cold forces swallowed up a bit of burning power, the pain in his body also decreased by a point.

After another four or five days, Dugu Bo felt that the scorching qi in his body was getting less and less, but the land invaded by the cold air was very comfortable, which was a very strange experience, ice and fire.

On this day, when the last trace of scorching qi in Dugu Bo's body was finally swallowed up by the cold qi.

An earth-shattering roar came out of Dugu Bo's mouth, and immediately a black gas spit out of his mouth, and the foul-smelling black substance in the pores of his body continued to be expelled from his body and flowed towards the stone bed.

Half a day later, he suddenly felt a refreshing coldness all over his skin, and he wanted to get in.

Dugu Bo was overjoyed in the face of this feeling, and immediately calmed down and began to breathe according to a fixed rule.

I saw that after every breath he breathed, a trace of blue gas as thin as a hair appeared in the dantian in his body, and after breathing like this for two days and two nights.

However, he was surprised to find a trace of hair-like blue gas swimming gracefully in his dantian like a swimming dragon, but it was very inconspicuous, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

Dugu Bo's face was solemn, this is the key to gathering qi, and if he is not careful, he will waste six or seven hundred spirit stones, so he doesn't dare to be careless at all.

Two days later.

Dugu Bo's body was surrounded by more and more white aura, and at this moment, a blue glow flashed at his dantian, and in a moment, all the white aura around him rolled in.

The next moment, Dugu Bolton felt a cold feeling coming from his dantian, and a substance, like a hair-like blue body, was quietly suspended in the center of a cyclone, making his whole body indescribably comfortable and energetic, and he immediately opened his eyes.

"Haha! I succeeded, I finally succeeded in gathering my energy!" a big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Secretly happy for a while, he calmed down and thought that since he had this trace of innate true qi, then he could become an official disciple of the Min family's outer peak, and be able to cultivate some exercises that only outer peak disciples could practice and receive more immortal cultivation resources.

Thinking of all this, Dugu Bo felt that his pain was worth it.

Looking at the pile of filth on the stone bed, Dugu Bo smiled helplessly, and immediately went to the well outside to fetch a bucket of water to clean his body and the stone bed.

Fortunately, the weather was a little hot and dry, and soon after washing, the stone bed was dry.

It's strange to say, Dugu Bo has been here for more than half a year, and then he found that the season here has never passed, but he feels that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, but if he doesn't observe carefully, he can't feel it.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it would be clear to ask Fu Hao sometime.

Just after cultivating the first layer of exercises, Dugu Bo didn't dare to slack off, and immediately returned to the stone bed to sit cross-legged, and began to consolidate his cultivation.

It took another three days to sit like this, and on this day, the true qi in Dugu Bo's body was as thin as a gossamer in his body after returning to his dantian for a short week.

His brain was stirred, and he immediately felt that he had become a little deaf and clear.

He opened his eyes and looked at them fixedly, and was overjoyed.

Suddenly, he could see clearly in all corners of the cave, the white feldspar like a stalactite behind him, and the earth-gray mountain stone wall gnawing on his side.

He could even see the green vines fluttering outside the cave door, swaying slowly in the breeze.

Not only that, but he could hear the slight whistling of the breeze through the green leaves of the vines.

"Isn't this the wind ear and clairvoyance?" Dugu Bo was ecstatic in his heart, and then began to try to slowly move his divine thoughts farther away.

As his mind moved a few hundred meters away, he felt that everything was starting to get a little blurry. But this was already a pleasant surprise to him.

It is rumored that the right side of the human brain controls the sixth sense, and this sixth sense seems to be able to act independently of the five senses controlled by the left side of the brain, and its ability is far above the five senses controlled by the left brain. After thinking like this, Dugu Bo closed his eyes again and began to use the five senses of the right brain that he had understood to start looking at the world anew.

The tiny grains of sand, the sound of ants crawling and breathing, the whirring of the fir trees in the distance, everything, he was completely immersed in the joyful and comfortable experience of the moment.

When he finally lost a sense of freshness, a hint of color flashed in his brain.

"This divine thought is useful for things on the outside, I don't know if the inside can see the inside of my body clearly?" After imagining this, Dugu Bo closed his eyes again and transferred his already freely contained divine thoughts into his body.

To his great surprise, he was able to see his own flesh and bones, heart, brain, and so on.

However, when he transferred his divine thoughts to his dantian, he suddenly felt a blue silk line of gas swimming around in the dense white cyclone.

"This is the so-called innate Qi!" Dugu Bo's heart condensed, and he began to use his divine thoughts to get close to this thing, but this thing seemed to be in touch with Dugu Bo's divine thoughts, and immediately swam over.

But the next moment, Dugu Bo was taken aback, and saw that in the center of his dantian, in addition to the trace of innate true qi that he had just inhaled into his body, there was also a thumb-sized, white pebble that was quietly suspended there.

"What is this?" Dugu Bo felt a pang in his heart, and immediately approached the small pebble with his divine thoughts.

"Buzz!"

There was a muffled sound, and Dugu Bo suddenly felt a dazzling white light flash in front of him.

At the same time.

In the cave mansion, Dugu Bo, who was sitting on the stone bed, disappeared without a trace after a moment of distortion.

In a moment, Dugu Bolton felt that a mottled purple bamboo forest appeared in front of his eyes, swaying in the warm breeze, and all around him were covered with purple bamboo leaves.

And he was sitting in a small clearing in an endless purple bamboo forest.

"I remember, that little pebble is the ingot light relic, it turned out that after being refined into my body by Xuan Yu'er, it stayed in my dantian.

But where is this place, and why am I here?" Dugu Bo muttered to himself a little confused.

Just when he was a little confused, there was a sound of footsteps and laughter in the bamboo forest on the left.

Dugu Bo's heart sank, and he immediately stood up and hid next to a relatively dense bamboo forest, but he carefully observed the people who came through the gaps.

But I saw a cardamom boy dressed as a Confucian student from east to west in the bamboo forest path on the other side, with long hair fluttering, holding a five-colored lotus flower, humming a melody that Dugu Bo couldn't understand.

The boy happily looked at the five-colored lotus flower in his hand and jumped up.

"Oops!"

The boy stepped into a puddle of mud and almost fell, but the situation was not much different from a fall.

I saw that his white clothes were stained with muddy water.

"How can this be good! If others were also splashed by this muddy puddle, wouldn't it be unlucky!" So the boy looked around, looking for stones to fill the puddle, but to no avail.

At this moment, a man with the Buddha's name in his mouth came from behind the boy.

This man was unusually tall, thin, with hair like lamps, his ears hanging down to his chin, dressed in a white monk's robe, and he came barefoot with his eyes closed, and he looked like he was about forty years old.

When the boy saw this, he immediately wanted to speak out to stop the monk from moving forward.

But he couldn't disturb the monk's chanting, so he did something that made Dugu Bo's right ear jump.

I saw him leaning over and falling into the muddy puddle, but he found that his whole body was still not able to fill the puddle, so he threw his black hair forward and just filled the puddle.

The old monk had no sorrow or joy, continued to chant the Buddha's name, and stepped on the boy's body, but Dugu Bo could see clearly, the monk who seemed to be a mortal was stepping on the void, and did not contaminate the boy's body, so he walked over strangely, and soon disappeared into the forest path.

Only then did the boy stand up with a smile and look thoughtfully at the monk who had left.

And when he took off his white clothes, there were a few old words written on his back: "Good man!

Because of the advance, when Dugu Bo used his divine thoughts to see all this clearly, he was shocked in his heart.

"Shakyamuni!"

Could it be that this little boy is the Buddha of the Buddha, and that tall and thin monk is the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp!

And this scene in front of him is the story of the Buddha when he was still a mortal, so he released the story of the Buddha who burned the lamp! Because Xuan Yu'er had told him this story, he could see it at a glance.

Before he could react, the boy was gone without a trace.

The next moment, Dugu Boton felt that the scenery in front of him writhed and blurred, and his feet softened, and he fell towards the endless void below in a blurred purple shadow.

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