In the main tent of the barracks, Ning Caichen sat cross-legged on a futon, recalling all the scriptures of the Donghua Sutra in his mind.

The original Donghua Sutra has a total of nine folds, and after the Great Perfection, he can enter the Tao with martial arts and enter the Qi refining period. However, when the true qi of the Donghua Sutra was combined with the innate Haoran righteous qi under the effect of the Human Emperor Golden Fu, and the fusion and convergence of the two, or three powers, to build a killing furnace that never existed in the world, everything changed drastically.

The innate righteousness disappears or is fused in the furnace, and naturally there will be no day when it will leave the body again. The magical power that has been passed down from generation to generation has become an existence that lives and dies with him.

The same is true for Donghua Zhenqi. All power is born from the furnace, and even if Donghua True Qi is wielded, it is no longer the original appearance.

It's not pure, but it's stronger.

In this case, the ninefold division of the Donghua Sutra was also eliminated, and he finally embarked on his own path, and in the future, he would only have the weight of the Great Killing Technique, or how many layers.

With the help of the classics of the Demon King Cave, the information in Wanhua's book, the estimation of his own efforts, and Xiao Qian's use of copper coins for divination, Ning Caichen roughly came to a conclusion: if he can understand the twelve canons, and the source of the twelve great veins is connected to the killing furnace, then his great killing technique will rise to another level, which can be called the first level, or, the second level.

After thinking about it very seriously, he thought it would be better to call it the first weight. The first-class realm can only be cultivated to the first level, no matter how you look at it, it is a little higher than being able to cultivate the second most important.

I don't know how long it took, he came back to his senses, summoned the spirit crystal from the small tower space, and began to cultivate.

As one of the worldly factions in the rivers and lakes, although the resources of the Demon King Cave are not as exaggerated as the old demon of Montenegro, all the resources add up, so that he can get through the last two veins and achieve a first-class realm, which is not a problem at all.

The problem is, he didn't want to.

When you are alone, it is natural that the whole family is not hungry when you are full, and everything can be used freely. But when people are burdened with the hopes of a family, a clan, hundreds or even more people, they can't be too self-serving.

His idea was simple. Instead of achieving his first-class realm alone, it is better to use these resources to mass-produce some warriors in the clan and the army. He cultivated the Great Dao of the Human Emperor, and the strength of the people of the vassal nation would drive him to be strong, and a first-class realm, in this regard, was really not as important as dozens or even hundreds of third-rate realm martial artists.

One-tenth of the resources of the Demon King Cave were refined into forty-eight first-class realm spirit crystals by Xiao Qian. Ning Caichen started again, which can be called a squandering journey.

The foot is less yin and kidney meridian, the eleventh of the twelve canons, starting from under the little finger, obliquely walking the center of the foot, out of the valley of the ranch, after following the inner malleolus, don't enter the heel, kick the inside, out of the popliteal inner incorruptible, upper thigh inner incorruptible, through the spine belongs to the kidney, the bladder.

There are twenty-seven acupoints on one side, and a total of fifty-four on the left and right.

On the first day of breaking the hole, Ning Caichen used twelve spirit crystals to break the four major caves of Yufu, Yuzhong, Shenzang, and Lingxu. That night, he wanted to continue his cultivation without sleep, but he was shocked to find that he was mentally exhausted and it was difficult to concentrate anymore.

Xiao Qian told him that the last two of the twelve canons were different from the rest of the canons, and they still needed to consume a certain amount of spiritual power when they broke the body. Therefore, not counting the damage of the meridians and acupoints, as far as the mental state is concerned, the average martial artist has to rest for three to seven days every time he breaks a acupoint, and can only continue to practice after the spirit is fully recovered.

Ning Caichen is not an ordinary martial artist, he has experienced the soul strengthened by the human emperor's pen, and his spiritual power is more than several times that of an ordinary martial artist. Therefore, he broke four holes in a row before he felt tired. But that's about it.

Mental exhaustion is in many cases more troublesome than physical exhaustion. In the case of the latter, you can also do other things, such as reading, such as thinking, such as studying the essence of martial arts. However, in the former state, you can only sleep.

Ning Caichen fell asleep, on Xiaoqian's soft legs, smelling the good smell of her daughter's fragrance, sleeping sweetly, and even snoring slightly.

Xiaoqian is cold, or cold, with three points of alienation, three points of indifference, and the remaining four points are the ethereal sense of beauty. It's just that these performances are never for him.

In front of him, she unloaded all her guards, just like a child, and her external performance depended on the emotions at that time. That's why she will eat the snacks he buys, and she will only eat the snacks he buys.

It's a strange feeling, and it's easy to get caught up in the memories of the past. As he was now, his head resting on her thighs, her hair covering his face, her fingers running lightly over the side of his face...... The good memories began to spread unscrupulously in my mind.

Silently, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and the peach blossoms all over the mountain seemed to bloom at this moment.

With those fond memories, she leaned over slightly, her long supple hair piled up between his neck. The slightly cool pink lips gently leaned against the other party's lips, and then, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

At that moment, the ghost sent a god, she actually opened her teeth and took a bite, so Ning Caichen woke up.

When the girl blushed slightly and hurriedly looked away. He smiled and stood up, took the girl in his arms, and walked to the only wooden bed in the tent.

The girl vaguely guessed what he wanted to do, so her brows furrowed slightly, and her voice trembled as his fingers untied his crony, "Not yet." ”

Ning Caichen's fingers paused slightly, and there was doubt in his eyes.

The girl sighed deeply and held him tightly in her arms: "I am a spirit body, not a physical body. ”

Ning Caichen understood, smiled at the girl's nervous and even panicked gaze, and held her in her arms with her backhand: "Then let's sleep like this, it's actually good." ”

Inexplicably, Xiaoqian felt a little sorry for him. Even if she knew very well that it wasn't her fault, of course, it wasn't his.

Guilt and indebtedness bit the tip of her heart, and she couldn't help but say: "After the foundation is successfully built, there will be a physical body." ”

Ning Caichen was stunned, and suddenly burst out laughing, rubbing her long-smelling hair: "It's really, a cute child." ”

Xiaoqian felt that she should be angry, because she was so solemn and serious, but he laughed so casually, and said that he was a child...... She didn't look away, she didn't want to see his smiling face at this time.

Ning Caichen slowly restrained his smile and held her soft twing: "It's good to have you here." ”

The anger in her heart was like Bai Xue meeting Yang Chun, and she quickly disappeared with great discouragement, she found a comfortable position on his chest, and said softly, "Me too." ”

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