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I don't know what day it started, the innocent smile on Luo Xuan's face quietly disappeared, and even his mother felt the change in him, and asked a few times, but stopped. If there is a reason, there is only one possibility.

Paper can't hold fire. Among the more than thirty children, there were already seven or eight people who showed that they could not condense the true flow aura, and obviously, Luo Xuan was also one of them.

It is difficult to judge whether it condenses the true flow of breath at first, but after a long time, it will naturally be revealed.

Like Luo Xuan, half a month ago, he felt powerless when he fought with Luo Li, and he was at a disadvantage for a long time, which was completely different from before. And Luo Li is just the opposite, his breath is getting calmer day by day, and his strength is much greater.

In the courtyard, when Luo Xuan, who had locked himself up for a while, came here, Luo Li and several friends were playing, and the loud laughter came, but it made his heart tingle a little.

He didn't know why he was here, as if there was something here that pulled a nerve and drew him in.

"Xiao Xuan, you're here!"

Luo Li saw Luo Xuan from a distance and left the others and ran over, and the smile lingered on his face, adding a bit of sunshine.

Luo Xuan nodded silently, and his slightly emaciated face was a little gloomy. Barely squeezing out a smile, he suddenly felt the urge to flee from here.

Bitterly, the slightly flushed little face stiffened a little, then turned around, and left his back to this partner with the most similar temper, and walked towards the village road.

The reality is so cruel, two people with different qualifications are destined to live in two different worlds, and he is the unfortunate one of them.

Luo Li wanted to stop talking, and the smile on his face finally disappeared. Several partners surrounded him, laughing and pulling him to continue the game just now, and while pulling, his helpless eyes locked on the lonely back, and he watched disappear around the corner of the village road.

The mind was finally pulled back, and the joy in front of him gradually expanded, erasing the lonely figure, and the laughter echoed in the courtyard.

At midnight, Luo Xuan sat cross-legged and slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with a hint of despair in the night light. A few breaths ago, when the condensed true flow air mass collapsed again, scattering in his limbs, at that moment he really wanted to hit the wall and die.

The slender palms were clenched, the nails were pierced in the palms, and although the stinging pain that came was very painful, it was nothing compared to Luo Xuan's state of mind at the moment.

Staring at the earthen window of the house, there was a small piece of night sky, and a few shining stars blinked, as if they saw everything here in their eyes, conveying a trace of sympathy.

"Oh my God, are you blind?"

Whining......

"Why...... I'm working so hard, but I'm not as good as anyone else?"

Whining......

"You blind god, why can't I compare to anyone else?"

Whining......

Kneeling and beating the earthen kang, Luo Xuan cried and screamed, venting the sourness and pain in his heart, a light cough interrupted his unbridled emotions, and he raised his head to see his mother leaning lightly against the wall of the house.

"Mother!"

Luo Xuan wiped his little face full of tears and called out.

The mother smiled, gently moved the lotus step to Luo Xuan's side, sat side by side on the side of the kang, held him in her arms, and said softly: "Meng'er's efforts in these days, my mother has seen it in her eyes, and she also knows the bitterness in Meng'er's heart. Although my mother didn't know what it was like to feel like this kind of cultivation, at the beginning, my mother heard your father talk about that only by persevering in cultivation can you achieve your goal. Your dad said that at first, like you, there was little hope, but then he persevered. It was with this belief that he unexpectedly met the requirements of the fairy stone at the age of twelve, causing the fairy stone to emerge with a rare yellow mang. ”

Luo Xuan listened attentively and couldn't help asking, "Mother, what ...... Daddy, was he like me back then......? How long did he cultivate before he condensed his True Flow Aura?"

The mother stroked his head and said with a smile: "How does my mother know, I only remembered it when I heard your father talk about this experience and saw you like this." However, my mother thinks that what your father can persist in doing at the beginning, my Meng'er will definitely be able to do it. ”

Luo Xuan moved, the depression and despair just now were swept away, his eyes flashed and looked at his mother, and said: "Mother is right! What Dad could do at the beginning, Meng'er must be able to do it, Meng'er must persevere, and Can't let Dad down!"

The mother smiled and nodded, and said lightly: "I'm really glad that Meng'er has confidence again, it's night, don't work too hard, rest early." ”

Luo Xuan nodded, turned into the quilt, and his immature little face was full of confidence at the moment. The mother was full of joy and tucked the corners of the quilt for him, and turned to leave, but the moment she turned her back, a strange sadness immediately surged in her eyes, and was covered by indescribable sadness.

It was the full moon again, and the soft moonlight reflected through the earthen window on a young body that had been sitting cross-legged, he was Luo Xuan.

I don't know how many full moon nights have passed, and he almost doesn't leave the house, and he devotes all his time and energy to condensing the true flow of breath, just so that he can have the conditions to go to the courtyard again. Every day, although the belief of persistence has ups and downs, Luo Xuan has never given up, today is no different from the past, Luo Xuan himself probably did not think that this day would be an unusual day, changed his life.

Sitting with his eyes closed, he saw that the young Luo Xuan's hands were in front of him with strange handprints, his chest rose and fell slightly, and between one breath and one inhalation, a perfect cycle was gradually formed, and between the breath circulation, there was a faint white air flow along the bones and meridians in his body, and finally condensed into a ball in the lower abdomen.

This time, the gathering of qi was as usual, and in his thoughts, the air mass gradually condensed and formed, as if it was pulled by some strange force, and the air mass collapsed in an instant, flowing into the limbs.

After countless failures, Luo Xuan was not half surprised. After a light breath, still the same, he meditated and meditated, ready to start again.

However, at this moment, the palms of his hands, the soles of his feet, between his eyebrows, as well as the acupuncture points on the top of his head, chest, and lower abdomen suddenly became hot.

The scorching heat came very suddenly, which made Luo Xuan a little surprised, and before he could react, each point was a little hot, which was unbearable.

He didn't have time to think about what was going on, and the next scene made him even more stunned and even a little frightened. The location of these scorching acupuncture points seemed to have been stimulated by something, and clusters of true flow breath poured out of them, converging towards the position of the lower abdomen, like a small sphere.

Between the rhythmic breaths, surging, the gathered breath became more and more powerful, and under the continuous impact, the small sphere became more and more dense, and then, constantly compressed, condensed, and returned to its original size.

Although this kind of anomaly was completely different from the divine omen that Luo Xuan had heard of condensing the true flow aura, this magical feeling was born from his heart, letting him know that his efforts during this period were not in vain, and he finally saw results today.