Ever since he discovered that he was able to cultivate, Qin Chuan had put all of his energy into cultivation. Qin Chuan has long since lost the pride of practicing martial arts to brave the rivers and lakes, and only the cultivation of immortal law is left in his heart to avenge his parents. Meditating and refining qi every day, although it was very boring, he still worked hard to persevere.

After meditating day after day, there was a big sun above his head, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept rolling down his head. Qin Chuan tirelessly ran the "Fire Devouring True Scripture", swallowing the aura around him.

"It's really unlucky, why do you have to cultivate under such a big sun?" Qin Chuan's mouth kept complaining, he had to cultivate under such a big sun every day, and his original dark skin became even darker. In fact, Qin Chuan can also cultivate in other places, but the effect of cultivation is not so good, in order to cultivate faster, he can only grit his teeth and insist.

Qin Chuan wiped the sweat on his forehead, and began to sense the aura again, absorbing the aura, slowly absorbing the aura into the meridians, and then injecting it into the dantian.

Gradually, Qin Chuan found that the aura around him had become much weaker, and there was some loss after swimming around the meridians, and there was very little that was finally injected into the dantian. Qin Chuan also found out about this, it turned out that the sun was about to go down, and it seemed that the amount of this aura was still related to the sun. This is Qin Chuan's experience in cultivating these days. Morning and noon are the best times for cultivation. Thinking that he must get up early tomorrow to practice, Qin Chuan simply ate a little food and began to rest.

Early the next morning, Qin Chuan got up early and started practicing in the morning sun. He had been meditating in the courtyard, and in order to prevent anyone from disturbing him, he also locked the courtyard door. In this way, Qin Chuan absorbed the aura over and over again.

But at this moment, with a scream, Qin Chuan rolled off the seat. The whole body was curled up together, and cold sweat was rolling down Qin Chuan's forehead. Qin Chuan knew in his heart that this was his own rush, the aura frequently traveled in the meridians, damaging the meridians, and today's situation would occur, and the pain of the damage to the meridians made Qin Chuan almost unforgettable for life.

For more than ten days in a row, Qin's face was very pale, Qin Chuan had not cultivated these days, he had to wait for the meridians in his body to be completely healed before he dared to cultivate again.

At the same time, Qin Chuan also secretly warned himself that he must not do such stupid things in the future, he must not blindly seek speed in his practice, and he should not be in a hurry to do anything, if today's incident happens a few times, he will not let others kill him, and he will play with his own life.

The aura in the dantian is really amazing, it can actually warm his injured meridians, and the injured meridians recover little by little under the warmth of the aura.

With the lesson from last time, Qin Chuan was really scared, he only spent two hours a day practicing, and he didn't dare to be greedy anymore. His life has also returned to its former state.

In the eyes of the people in the village, Qin Chuan has become strange again, they found that Qin Chuan likes to bask in the sun, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, as long as the weather is clear, they will send Qin Chuan to bask in the sun in the small courtyard. And he still put on some strange poses, but after a long time, everyone was not surprised, and seeing everyone's performance like this, Qin Chuan's heart was also relaxed.

Cultivation is the same as always.

Qin Chuan slowly inhaled the spiritual energy into his body and exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi from his mouth. Then he stood up from the bamboo chair. I couldn't help but sigh that time was really not enough, since he had damaged his meridians because of excessive cultivation, his future cultivation would be two hours of cultivation at a time.

Qin Chuan didn't dare to cultivate greedily, for fear of losing his life. However, even if he only cultivates for such a little time every day, the trace of spiritual qi in the Qinchuan meridians has changed from a trace at the beginning to the thickness of chopsticks now. According to the scriptures, he is now in the first place of the "Fire Devouring True Scripture".

But in the past month, Qin Chuan found that no matter how he cultivated, the aura in his body was not increasing. He, a fledgling immortal cultivator, didn't know what to do, so he could only look up to the sky and sigh, speechless and ask the sky!

Qin Chuan never thought that cultivation would become so difficult one day. The daily meditation and refining of qi was already very boring, but the progress of the cultivation of the exercises made Qin Chuan even more dissatisfied.

It has been more than a year since he started cultivating, but Qin Chuan's "Fire Devouring True Sutra" has only been cultivated to the first level. Compared to cultivating martial arts, it is much more difficult to learn, although his father gave Qin Chuan "Wind Palm". No matter in terms of moves and internal strength, Qin Chuan's cultivation was very fast, and it only took half a year for Qin Chuan to completely master it. But Qin Chuan has also practiced the exercises of cultivating immortals, but after practicing day and night for a year, Qin Chuan still hasn't made much progress, and the current exercises are only cultivated to the first level. But the thing that made Qin Chuan most depressed was that there was nothing else in his body except for the wisp of red qi that he had just cultivated. And Qin Chuan didn't know how to use this airflow yet. It was not as powerful as his father had described, which made Qin Chuan a little worried about whether his choice was wrong.

But this exercise was left to him by his parents, and Qin Chuan didn't think too much about it, so he still insisted on cultivating. But in addition to Qin Chuan's cultivation of the "Fire Devouring True Scripture", he did not let go of his cultivation of martial arts. Taking what his father gave him at the beginning, he learned from scratch, and the immortal cultivator's exercises did not make much progress, but his martial arts improved very quickly. Practicing martial arts, Qin Chuan is very handy. But Qin Chuan also experimented with the Dao aura in his body, and the result startled him.

Qin Chuan was once curious, and injected the aura into the flying knife he wore through the meridians of his fingers, and the flying knife was turned into molten iron in an instant.

Qin Chuan was so frightened that he didn't dare to cultivate for a few days, but after Qin Chuan's careful analysis, this aura was not harmful to his body, otherwise he would have turned into ashes after so many days of cultivation. Despite this, Qin Chuan always concentrated his concentration when cultivating, and did not dare to be careless.

After understanding, Qin Chuan started experimenting with flowers and trees again, and finally found that all these trees died in an instant, and finally turned into flying ashes.

It wasn't until later that Qin Chuan flipped through the "Fire Devouring True Scripture" and didn't find out the reason. At this time, he also sighed, it is good to have a master. Qin Chuan originally wanted to find a place where there were many immortal cultivators, and go and ask for advice.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan already had some calculations in his heart. He didn't know how to use the air flow in his body, but it was definitely a good thing. Otherwise, it wouldn't have that power, and it would have turned things made of iron into molten iron, and the flowers and trees wouldn't have died immediately.

Such a powerful exercise must be unusual, much more powerful than any mortal exercise he had ever heard of, worthy of being an immortal cultivator's exercise. Therefore, Qin Chuan put all his previous doubts behind him, and unswervingly cultivated the exercises, even though the cultivation of this exercise was very slow, Qin Chuan still gritted his teeth and persevered. This is his hope for revenge.

In this way, Qin Chuan persisted for two years.

(To be continued)

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