After talking with Ji Kang, although he couldn't foresee what the future would be like a sudden enlightenment, Lin Hui finally understood what to do now. Cultivation is only cultivation, and it can only be cultivated.

When leaving, Lin Hui couldn't help but think of the four words, but he could only laugh at himself. Many times, there are too many unknowns and uncertainties for mortals to predict the future or their own destiny, and most people can only do what they can do as well as they can.

The only difference is that most people suffer in silence, while a very small number of people are constantly struggling to the edge of their bodies and abilities. As they continue to struggle, these limits are constantly raised by their own perseverance. As a result, they are fundamentally different from those who are busy, and they can make limited choices in the turbulent flow of fate by virtue of their ability to be far superior to others, so as to have an extraordinary life. Although it is only a limited choice, as their abilities improve, they will have more and more paths to choose from. When a certain number of choices can be made, in a sense, these people can already take control of their own destiny.

Lin Hui began to cultivate like everyone else, but he would try to break through his limits. When he lived alone in Tiangen Mountain, the meaning of cultivation to him was only to strengthen his body so that he could hunt better. Now it's different, he has to let himself see a farther future through cultivation.

After running the Seven Vortex Techniques as before, Lin Hui unexpectedly found that the spiritual power accumulated in the Abdominal Chakra Cyclone suddenly increased a lot, and the amount was equivalent to the amount obtained from normal cultivation for seven days. Lin Hui felt slightly strange, the aura in the cave was far richer than the outside world, and it did improve cultivation, but it could only be about doubled.

"Could it be the effect of the previous Fortune Envoy's Incomplete Technique?" Regarding the abnormal improvement of his cultivation, all Lin Hui could think of was that Lang Shangsi handed over his own residual technique, so he cultivated according to that strange technique.

Lin Hui relaxed his mind and slowly absorbed it, and the unassimilated aura rushed into his abdomen like a frenzy of the angry sea. Lin Hui felt countless sharp knives interspersed with fierce stabs in his body, and the thick and abnormal aura outside his body exacerbated this pain several times.

Sweat from the size of the bean leaked from around his lips and nose, Lin Hui's face became very ugly, and his lips turned pale. He hurriedly reduced the speed of absorption so that he could restrain the aura that was wandering around. When all the unassimilated aura was gathered into the cyclone of the abdominal chakra, Lin Hui was so tired that he could no longer support it, and his breathing calmed down a little before he collapsed on the stone bed.

At this time, in Lin Hui's body, the cyclone at the abdominal chakra was slowly turning, and the manic spiritual power was restricted in the cyclone. They continued to pound the flesh around them, making Lin Hui have to endure slight but continuous pain at all times. What made him even more uncomfortable and puzzled was that although he had restrained a large amount of aura in his body, it was not as much as his normal cultivation and improvement.

"What's the problem?" Lin Hui turned over and lay on his back on the stone bed, thinking about when and where this great luck in front of him had fallen on top of his head. Lin Hui slowly searched for the scenes in his memory, and his soaked chest rose and fell with Lin Hui's difficult breathing, and his restless mood became calm.

This is a habit that Lin Hui has developed in his long hunting, and when chasing down cunning and agile beasts, it takes not only strength and agility, but also patience. Many times, patience is all that matters. Therefore, whenever his breathing becomes short, Lin Hui will become calm and patient.

Finally, Lin Hui remembered the little accident that happened when he was cultivating in Ji Kang's stone room. At that time, because he could not bear the sudden pain, he channeled the chaotic aura in the abdominal chakra back into the throat chakra again, and then spread it to all parts of the body for assimilation. His purpose in doing this at that time was only to reduce the pain, to divide a part of the stabbing pain concentrated in the abdomen, and share it with the flesh and blood of the whole body. Although the total amount of pain did not decrease, because a part of it was dispersed, the result became barely bearable.

"Is it because of this?" Holding the question in his heart, Lin Hui sat down again. At this time, he had already accumulated a lot of spiritual energy in his body, and he didn't need to absorb it separately, so he directly channeled the spiritual energy in the abdominal chakra back to the throat chakra. As before, when a part of the aura was separated, the pain in my abdomen was immediately relieved. After that, the aura is diffused throughout the body for assimilation. Generally, in the process of assimilation, some reiki that cannot be assimilated will be rejected by the body and then excreted from the body on its own. The strange thing is that after cultivating the remnant technique, these spiritual qi that would have disappeared from the body were actually inhaled again into the abdominal chakra and entered a new cycle.

After half an hour, the rampant aura in the abdomen was finally completely assimilated, and the spiritual veins between the seven aura vortices became thicker. At this point, Lin Hui finally understood why his cultivation speed had increased so much. The key is still the intensity of the aura, the aura in the cave is very strong, but it is far less than the aura accumulated in the monk's body. The last time he cultivated, Lin Hui actually formed a small cycle of the throat chakra, the flesh and blood of the whole body, and the abdominal chakra, or rather, a small world. Among them, the violent aura was endless, and it would not disperse, and the speed of cultivation was naturally several times faster than usual.

Of course, the pain endured during this period is also unbearable for ordinary people. However, if Lin Hui could endure more pain, introduce more aura from the outside world in the same amount of time, store it in the abdominal chakra, and incorporate them into the small world in his body, then his cultivation speed could become even faster. Of course, the more uncontrolled aura in the body, the greater the possibility of exploding and dying.

Thinking of this, Lin Hui's eyebrows, which were twisted together because of pain, finally relaxed, and his breathing became rapid. He finally saw a path to strength. In the eyes of Lin Hui, who was in a dark predicament, the road was so clear and bright that he could not see the danger on the side of the road.

At this time, it was already night, and after learning that the place where he was was only a cave mansion, Lin Hui was even more sure that his conjecture was correct. The stars in the sky that glow pale green are actually fluorite, but they are much larger than those on the stone walls. But they're still fluorites, not evocative stars.

Lin Hui left his stone chamber to find Ji Kang, he wanted to tell the other party about his new discovery, and the faster Ji Kang used the new method to cultivate, the higher his cultivation would be, and the greater the chance of leaving this cave mansion. Lin Hui only felt more relaxed than ever, so much so that when he passed by Qin Wu's side, he actually felt that this miserable man was not so hateful.

"What's going on, see you're so happy, have you picked up the treasure?" the man grinned as he opened his big mouth full of yellow teeth. Of course, Lin Hui would not be stupid enough to pick up his words, once he started, Qin Wu would talk non-stop like a river bursting its banks, and most of the people who listened to him would end up with nausea and dizziness and fleeing in panic.

Lin Hui's ignorance made Qin Wu very sad, with a slightly painful look on his face, and his slightly ugly eyebrows were lowered, like a child whose favorite toy had been snatched away. But he still didn't give up, looked Lin Hui up and down, let out a light "huh", a strange light appeared in his eyes, and asked, "Your cultivation has improved so fast, how did you cultivate?"

Lin Hui was surprised that the other party could distinguish the slight difference in his cultivation before and after, but he still didn't stop.

Qin Wu tilted his bare head slightly to the right, frowning and thinking as he muttered to himself: "The cultivation method may be a little problematic, but the improvement is not great. Oh, it's mostly a matter of soul and qualifications. Hey, who, let me ask you, how many real spirits do you have?"

It was the first time Lin Hui had heard the word vanity, so he couldn't help but stop and look at Qin Wu. But as soon as he thought of talking to him, the corners of Lin Hui's eyes couldn't help twitching a few times, and inexplicable pain and fear rose in his heart. In the end, Lin Hui suppressed the curiosity in his heart and walked away.

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, he probably had to sit alone on this cold gravel floor for several days, and after the pain was extreme, he turned into a gushing anger, shouting: "What are you running? Are you afraid of me?"

The most unbearable thing for young people is to be despised by others, especially by those who are far inferior to themselves.

Lin Hui turned around, but before he could say anything, a gust of wind blew in his face. He hastily raised his hands between his head and neck, his hair straightened behind him by the wind, and his khaki shirt clinging to his body. Suddenly, a huge force crashed into Lin Hui's body like a mountain, and a faint sound of bone cracking came from his chest and abdomen. Lin Hui's body flew up from the ground, flew straight out nearly ten zhang away before landing, and after landing, he rolled over the rough sand and gravel for a distance before stopping. It was like being knocked into an abyss from which I could never recover, and it took a long time before I could breathe out. Halfway through his breath, his chest twitched uncontrollably, and black blood mixed with sand spurted out by him.

A thin figure slowly stepped out of the darkness, his deep voice filled with rage, and shouted, "Didn't I say that no one was allowed to talk to him? ”

Lin Hui regained some strength, barely supported his body to stand up, and looked at the person who attacked him. As the man slowly approached, Lin Hui finally saw the pale pointed face clearly. The person who came was none other than the white impermanence of Lang Shanghe.

Hot blood mixed with anger surged into Lin Hui's heart, so strong that he forgot to ask the other party why he attacked him, and even more forgot that this mean-looking man had at least a cultivation above the middle level of the Spirit Sea.

Lin Hui roared, and rushed towards the other party with all his strength. However, he has not yet taken a few steps. Another violent force collided, directly knocking Lin Hui away, smashing heavily on the boulder not far behind him, and then falling to the ground.

Lin Hui's whole body seemed to be scattered, and his limbs were out of his control as if they were not his own, but the sharp pain like tears coming from above was strong and real. He lay on the ground, panting for air, accompanied by convulsions of broken bones in his lungs.

Lin Hui was lying on the ground, all he could do now was breathe, so he controlled his breathing and let it gradually become slow, so slow that it seemed to outsiders that he had stopped breathing. This is the habit of his long hunting career. One effect of this now is to slightly reduce the rate of bleeding from the wound and reduce the pain caused by the loss. The biggest effect is calm, and his slow breathing allows him to restrain his anger and make his thinking clearer.

He was still lying on the ground, looking up at Lang Shangji with the eyes of a prey, as he had done when he had been hiding in the dark woods. At the same time, his heart beats fast and powerfully, another habit he has developed in the forest.