It's late at night.

A waning moon hangs obliquely in the sky, sprinkling the clear light all over the ground. The evening breeze in the mountains, wanton and unrestrained, swept rapidly among the mountains and fields, whistling and blowing in the face.

Lonely and cold.

Just like this cold moonlight!

Under the dissolving moonlight, the ordinary sat cross-legged, with his heart facing the sky, and a layer of pale red mist slowly escaped from his body.

It's like a thin veil!

At this time, there was a faint doubt on his face that slowly faded, as if he was in deep thought!

Within the dantian, there was a wisp of fiery red true qi that slowly flowed and condensed, gradually spreading like flowing water towards the limbs and hundreds of remains. The three hundred and sixty-five points around his body opened at the same time, greedily devouring the purest true fire mana between heaven and earth. A blood-colored cloud slowly overflowed from the top of his head.

Gradually, the clouds gathered more and more, and became thicker and thicker, like a great whirlpool, and they couldn't help but spin above his head. In the whirlpool, a terrifying heat surged, like a pair of invisible hands, continuously inhaling the true fire spiritual power between heaven and earth into the body, transforming the incomparably pure fire mana. At first, the transformation of mana was extremely slow, only a few dots, but as he absorbed it, the transformation of spiritual energy became faster and faster, and later, it seemed to turn into a trickle, surging into his dantian. It wasn't until the mana in the dantian was full and he could no longer hold a trace of spiritual energy that he slowly reined in his mind and slowly crossed this incomparably thick and surging true fire mana into the veins of his body.

The method of cultivating like him is called the one-day Zhou Xingshu in the Daomen, and it can be said to be a compulsory lesson for every Daoist disciple. If you want to practice this method, you must go from the dantian to the "yin stilts" of the three veins of Zhensuoren, Du and Chong, turn and walk to the tail Lu Pass, and then go up in two branches, through the "Roller Pass" on both sides of the fourteenth vertebra of the lumbar spine, and go up through the back, shoulder, and neck to the "Jade Pillow Pass", which is the so-called "Three Passes of Reverse Luck True Qi". Then the true qi goes up over the "Baihui acupoint" on the top of the head, divides into five paths, and the whole body qi and veins meet in the "Jizhong acupoint", and then divides the main and slave branches, and also merges with the dantian, and returns to the yuan. In this way, the body is like pouring nectar, and the true qi in the dantian is like a cigarette smoke, and it is called a week. There is not much difference in the principles of cultivation of the various schools, but the practice of the Fa is completely different. It's just an ordinary Dao method, which can only open up one hundred and eight main points at most, but the Five Fire Divine Gang that he learned is for cultivators to open up all three hundred and sixty-five points in the body, and they have to be consistent until all the points in the body are filled with mana. Therefore, although the cultivation realm is extremely slow, once the three hundred and sixty-five points are opened and the body is cultivated, it will be infinitely powerful, and it can sweep any monk of the same level with his bare hands. He had braved the wilderness before, and had narrowly escaped death several times, all thanks to the power of this technique. It's just that this method is not only extremely difficult to get started, but also full of dangers on the way to cultivation, especially when cultivating, it has to experience huge pain unimaginable to ordinary people, so although the power is strong, in the whole world, only he and Meng Shentong can cultivate.

The night is quiet.

In the silence, the whirlpool in the air turned faster and faster, and turned more and more urgently, gradually like a fiery red net, covering ordinary heads and feet into it. Outside the light network, the aura of heaven and earth was completely isolated, and only a boundless sea of fire about a few zhang high and burning red remained. In the sea of fire, the ordinary Wu sat upright, his face was quiet, and he seemed to have immersed himself in it with his whole body and mind!

In the raging firelight, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and after a while, his whole body was soaked. However, as if he had never been aware of it, he urged his mana to infiltrate and wash the veins over and over again.

The so-called "water grinding tofu slow kung fu" probably refers to this!

Although, this painful feeling of torn flesh and a thousand cuts, has long exceeded the limits of what the living can endure!

Sweat soaked his clothes again and again, but he was steamed dry by the boiling pure yang true qi in his body again and again, and the cycle continued over and over again

And this kind of cultivation has long gone far beyond the pain of the physical body, and the purpose is to temper the original heart of seeking the Tao!

As long as there is the slightest hesitation, or the slightest retreat, you will let your cultivation achievements be wasted and come to naught!

If the heart is not firm enough, then no matter how high the arithmetic power and skill are, it will never be a qualified cultivator!

Only those who are firm in their hearts and indomitable can be qualified to seek immortal enlightenment and win immortality!

This is the epiphany he got by chance after one and three months of penance!

Suddenly, the sound of the light net in the air "snorted" and it contracted sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye. And every time the mask shrinks by a point, his face will also be red, until the mask outside the body can not shrink, and there is no way to retreat, his face has already been as red as Xun blood, red and very scary!

But—he gritted his teeth and persevered!

"One Sunday, Two Sundays, Three Sundays"

While sweating like rain, he silently endured the pain and suffering caused by the removal of hair and marrow, and silently counted in his heart:

"Seventh Sunday, Eighth Sunday, Ninth Sunday!"

Nine weeks.

The nine Zhoutian, also known as the "Great Zhoutian" in monastic terminology, is like a new light rain in a reservoir, and there is a trace of mana growth!

And these nine weeks have already made him physically and mentally exhausted, and his breath is dying, as if he has just walked out of hell!

Confronting this boundless pain that ordinary people may not be able to hold on to at all, it is a great test for the will and mind, from one or two small weeks that can be held on to at the beginning, until the current nine weeks, his tempering of the will and mind has long exceeded the imagination of ordinary people!

At this time, his face had already lost half of his blood, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water, sweating all over his body, and a thick sour smell came to his nose, and he was really embarrassed to the extreme. However, the only thing that made him happy was that after more than a year of hard cultivation, although his own realm still had not broken through, his mana was pure, and the truth of his Dao heart was no longer comparable to the past. He gasped a few times and thought silently to the moonlight:

"On the road of cultivation, there has never been a smooth road, if you are afraid of wolves in the front and tigers in the back, and you want to enter the country quickly, and you don't want to put in the effort, then you will achieve nothing after all, and you can only insulate yourself from the Avenue of Eternal Life in the end. Now that I have embarked on this path, I should go forward courageously and without any retreat, otherwise how can I be worthy of this opportunity?"

"I remember that before, I heard a senior of the Taoist sect say that this is the world, just like a very strong iron cage, many people know that it is difficult to get out, so they live in this iron cage with peace of mind, and they have to find many reasons to deceive themselves, saying that only living in this iron house can it really make sense. But in this world, after all, there are still a very small number of people with strong minds and perseverance, but if they want to find a way out of the impossible, they must drill through this iron cage and breathe that breath of free air. Therefore, the way of cultivating immortals was created. In fact, cultivation has always been so lonely. On the road of cultivation, it is all about penance, no distractions, and it is necessary to give up everything in the world and let go of obsession, so as to hope for the success of the fairy road, so there is an old saying: the fairy road is lonely. It can be seen that on the road of cultivation, it is indeed very lonely. However, once the cultivation is successful, and the immortality is attached, you can do whatever you want, turn over the clouds and rain, and enjoy the joy that ordinary people cannot have, so it is also said that the immortal path is free. Only when we can endure loneliness and endure the hardships on the way to the path of cultivation can we have great leisure, great freedom, and great joy. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile slightly, and my heart towards the Tao couldn't help but deepen it again.

As soon as he thought about it, he only felt a movement in his heart, and the qi and blood in his whole body seemed to be active at this moment. He was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly closed his eyes and looked inward, but when he looked at it, he saw that the fire in the dantian was even more vigorous, and the fire dragon that had been dormant for a long time and seemed to have long lost its vitality suddenly became energetic and energetic at this time. Even, even the countless True Qi that had originally spread into the limbs and infiltrated the veins and veins actually gathered at this moment!

In the small space, there are countless red lights quietly condensed, as if summoned by the mysterious power in their eyes, and they quickly gathered!

Gradually, the red light became darker and purer, and later, all the variegated colors dissipated, and all that appeared above his head was the dazzling red wisp. Slowly, it was like a huge bright red light mask, firmly protecting him in it. In the dantian, the scorching yang true qi that had already been scattered into a mass had all condensed at this time, as if it had been gathered and compressed by an invisible force, approaching the shape of a mass of liquid.

"Kangang!"

A dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, the ordinary only felt as if there was a charcoal fire burning in his body, which was extremely hot and painful!

He stood up and roared to the sky!

~~~~ I don't know how long it has been, and the severe pain in the abdomen is not as obvious as before. However, this pain did not subside, but like mercury, it slowly flowed from the dantian in the lower abdomen to the whole body. Wherever the "mercury" flows, it must have stirred up a burst of soreness, followed by bursts of tearing pain. Ordinary gritted his teeth and tried not to let himself scream.

Gradually, the pain in the abdomen slowly faded, and the limbs and bones also regained consciousness one after another. Ping Fan took a few deep breaths and was relieved to know that he had not suffered internal injuries. When he looked down, he saw that his whole body was wet, as if he had been newly picked up in the water. The whole body was still trembling a little, and his physical strength was almost overdrawn. The original pale cyan shirt also seemed to be frozen at this time, and a thin layer of black stains was newly formed!

However, there was no half frustration on his face, but a heartfelt and deep ecstasy!