The golden elephant sat upright in the white mist, as if there was a ball of clear water flowing on his face.

On the snow-capped mountain in the mourning platform, a black and gold text seems to be engraved there, black and white, which is particularly eye-catching. He looked at them one by one, very clearly, because this is in the spiritual platform, he can remember it just by looking at it, and it takes time to understand.

The first layer of the spiritual platform chapter of this secret secret is obviously based on visualization, and the aura between heaven and earth is alive, and the existence of aura is felt. All this, Jin Xiangdi has long been able to feel it, but it is not so complicated.

If masonry is solid and can be easily piled up to build a house, then invisible aura simply can't. What the Golden Elephant has to do is to gather the invisible aura around the body to form a spiritual chamber.

For three days, the golden elephant sat there motionless. And the fog around him, except for being a little thicker, has not changed at all. He opened his eyes, looked at the fog around him, frowned slightly, and closed his eyes again.

In his thoughts, the aura outside his body was extraordinarily rich, but it was all ethereal, although it was quietly there, how could it condense the spirit room. For three days, he kept communicating with the aura, wanting to condense the aura into a physical object, which made him feel tired.

This time, I closed my eyes but just visualized the spiritual platform, absorbing the aura. The momentary relaxation of his mind immediately gave him an incomparably refreshing and wonderful feeling, which he had never experienced before. He seemed to sense the speed of the aura penetrating into his body**, like water seeping through dry soil, and the exhaustion in his heart quickly dissipated like ice foam melting in warm water.

He was overjoyed in his heart, the aura nourished his body, this feeling was extremely hazy before, but this time it was so clear. It wasn't until a long time before that feeling faded.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer the slightest feeling of exhaustion.

Naturally, he communicated with the aura again and condensed it around him.

Cycle after cycle, the mountains do not know the years.

The old immortal had already ascended the altar to preach several times, but the golden elephant had not appeared once, as if there was no such person at all. And the old immortal didn't ask, and no one from the other senior brothers came to disturb him, except for Huiqing, who came to see him once.

On this day, he woke up again and looked at the aura around him, although they were all condensed, they could not form a substance at all.

Suddenly there was a voice outside the thick mist.

"Senior Brother Ruyan. ”

The voice is very delicate, and Jin Xiangdi can hear it as a faint voice.

"It's Senior Brother Ruwei. ”

"Well, how does the junior brother feel?"

Jin Xiangdi immediately replied: "Senior brother, I have not transformed yet, and the aura that I inhaled in my body before will still be emitted from my body, but now I have absorbed a lot, but it will disappear inexplicably, I don't know why?"

A faint voice came from outside the mist: "Senior brother, don't worry, in the past, it was because you didn't have enough binding power for the aura, so the aura would be blocked by the horizontal bones, and it could not form a Zhou Tian cycle, so it was dispersed out of the body, and now the power of your mind has been improved, and the aura will not be dispersed back to heaven and earth, and what has disappeared is absorbed by your transverse bones." ”

"Wouldn't it have been resorbed by the transverse bone before?"

"In the past, it would be, but it would be very few, because at that time, the aura you inhaled in your body was not pure, and the horizontal bones were not as good as the physical body, and you had to be very pure aura to penetrate in. One day, when you can clearly sense the rich aura from the horizontal bones, it will be the day of transformation. ”

Jin Xiangdi knew that Ruwei didn't know that his horizontal bones were a snow-capped mountain, and he couldn't help but guess in his heart that when the aura was full, could it be that the snow-capped mountain would melt?

He thought of the aura gathered around him again, and couldn't help asking, "Senior Brother Ruwei, how can we make these aura condense into substance?"

"Meditation and sensing, over time, you will naturally be able to sense the aura as substance, just like looking at the landscape, grass and trees. A faint voice came in.

Jin Xiangdi thought for a while and replied, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ruwei, I don't know how long Senior Brother Ruwei's spiritual room has been built." ”

"Hehe, I'm stupid, it's been twelve years. Ruwei said.

It has been twelve years since the Golden Elephant created his heart, and he has only been almost a year, so how can he be impatient.

Then he chatted with Ruwei for a while, knowing that the master had already ascended the altar and preached several times, and other than that, everything in the mountain was as calm as a secluded pool. When Ruwei left, he said again, if there is anything you can't figure out, you can ask him directly, although it is not as good as Senior Brother Huiqing, but it should be able to answer.

Jin Xiangdi naturally responded, and he learned from Ruwei that it was best not to leave when there was no fixed spiritual room that could be fixed, because once he left, the already unreal spiritual room would be dispersed.

The short exchange with Ruwei made Jin Xiangdi's impression of him change, and he only felt that the senior brothers were dedicated to practicing and seeking immortality, and he was a little indifferent, but now that he thinks about it, it shouldn't be like this.

This spiritual platform is also a period of polishing the Dao heart, doing the same thing repeatedly, and doing it repeatedly, day after day, year after year. If you can't meditate, not only will you not be able to build a spiritual chamber in the end, but you'll never have the opportunity to practice again.

At the beginning, Jin Xiangdi was absorbing aura every time he was tired, but two years later, when he absorbed aura, he could no longer feel the cool feeling all over his body, and the aura of the physical body had reached a saturated state. This is just his own feeling, feeling that he can no longer breathe in the aura, and there is an inexplicable irritability in his heart.

Day after day, there was no daylight and darkness, only the vast white fog and the snow-capped mountains in the spiritual platform. Sometimes, he was a little afraid to visualize the spiritual platform and feel those spiritual energy.

Just when he was restless and distracted, someone outside shouted: "Senior brother, such as senior brother......

"Senior Brother Ruwei. ”

"Does the junior brother feel irritable in his heart, difficult to calm his heart, and difficult to collect?"

"Yes, Senior Brother, I have indeed felt this way these days in the past few days, how does Senior Brother know?" asked Jin Xiangdi with some confusion.

"Hehe, junior brother sitting here, if the spiritual platform is quiet, I naturally can't feel anything there, but these days I feel like a flame burning here, I know that junior brother can't pay attention. ”

Jin Xiangdi hurriedly asked how to collect his heart.

"Hehe, it's actually very simple, it's that the junior brother is too eager, and in any Taoist sect, the first three years are just meditation and qi, which is a process of retracting and practicing the mind. Only after the mind is like water can we truly learn the way in the door. The junior disciple only needs to meditate for a while. Ruwei outside the white mist stood there quietly, just like his name, giving people a gentle feeling. Then he asked, "Can the junior brother pass the scriptures?"

"When I was in the world, I studied "Taishang Weiyan". Jin Xiangdi replied.

"Well, that's very good, this Taishang whisper was recited casually when the Taoist ancestor became enlightened, and it was circulated in the world, although no one can fully explain its meaning, but reciting it more can calm the mind. In addition to this, there is a method. ”

"What's the method?" asked Jin Xiangdi.

"I will explain the Tao for my junior brother and give you a lecture. ”

"Explain the Tao, preach the scriptures, explain what the Tao, what scriptures do you preach?"

"Hehe, now it's!" Ruwei said.

Jin Xiangdi was slightly stunned, and sighed in his heart. Although he couldn't see the subtlety beyond the mist, he felt that he must be smiling. Hurriedly thanked him, and said slightly: "Senior brother doesn't have to be like this, we all know the feelings of the junior brother who begged the master to save Senior Brother Zhitong when he first entered the mountain gate, but our senior brother's Taoism is not as good as others, so we have to work hard to practice." We all know that the junior brother has a problem with the master and the senior brothers, but this is just that the junior brother does not understand the senior brothers, and you will know their temperament in the future. ”

From then on, when Jin Xiangdi felt that his mind could not be calm, he silently recited the "Taishang Weiyan", which belonged to the kind of unconscious recitation, and seemed to let the disturbance flow away from the sound. It was like a micro explanation outside the white mist, answering all kinds of questions for him.

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed, and his heart had returned to calm again, and there was no longer that disturbing thought.

He communicated with the aura around him, and slowly sensed that these aura was no longer ethereal and intangible, but seemed to be particles, floating in the void. It can also clearly sense those particles with light entering the body, blending into the skin, flesh, bones, and blood.

At this time, Huiqing came.

The golden elephant in the meditation heard Huiqing's voice.

"Senior Brother Ruyan, what do you think of the aura?"

Jin Xiangdi replied: "The aura is like dust, and there is no restraint. ”

"Hehe, that's right, do you know how to condense them into a spirit room?"

"A little bit of condensation can become a mountain. ”

"Hehe, junior brother is so perceptive, that's exactly the case, but, our Lingtai Sect, there are many talismans to learn at this time, so I'll teach you. Hui Qing's peaceful voice came into Jin Xiangji's ears.

After more than ten years of seeking the road, it is finally time to learn the Fa.