[A lot of unpleasant things happened today, the update is late, forgive me!]

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Vast void, endless airflow.

"No, don't, Dancing Butterfly, you won't die, Xianxincao, don't ......" Zhang Ziyu exclaimed, woke up from the fainting, opened his heavy eyelids, he felt that he was completely collapsed, up and down, without any strength.

Secretly ran the dantian breath, but it was still gone, he was dumbfounded, could it be that he had returned to the famous sword seal?

No, what about the dancing butterfly? He struggled to move his body as if it were falling apart, and looked around at the white space.

He woke up to the fact that he was not in the cave of Penglai Immortal Mountain, but in the inner spirit realm. He tried hard to recall, his head was in sharp pain, and he only remembered that when he returned to the cave from Penglai Immortal Mountain, he was besieged by wolves, and then his spiritual power was exhausted, and he fell to the ground, and the wolves puped on him, and vaguely saw the stone ape falling from the sky and repelling the wolves. After that, he fell unconscious.

But how did he wake up and be in the inner spirit realm?

Was Dancing Butterfly saved? The first thing that came to his mind was Dancing Butterfly.

Nothing is more important than curing a butterfly. After he was sure that he was in the inner spirit realm, he didn't see Ni Xiang'er again, where did she go?

"Ni Xiang'er?" he shouted, but his voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear himself, what was the matter, could it be that he was caught in the cold?

He struggled to sit up, but he really didn't have any strength at all, and his whole body seemed to be completely soft to the bone.

"You lie down obediently and don't move, I have already told you, don't forcibly operate your spiritual power within half a month, you don't listen to it, this time it's good, your heart veins and dantian are damaged, your spiritual power is exhausted, and you can't move......" Ni Xiang'er suddenly appeared out of nowhere, with an angry look on her face, but she also showed worry.

Zhang Ziyu didn't listen to Ni Shang'er's complaint at all, but asked seriously: "Ni Shang'er, has the dancing butterfly been rescued?"

Ni Shang'er was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "You should worry about your own life, and you have the leisure to worry about others." ”

"No, Dancing Butterfly is poisoned by the mandala flower because of me, and she can't be fine. Zhang Ziyu said resolutely.

"Dancing butterflies, dancing butterflies...... The coma is shouting your dancing butterfly, don't you know, you are a sword spirit, she is a human race. Do not let your children's feelings be distracted, for you are now anxious to know your situation. Ni Xiang'er was even more angry, a little hated that iron could not be made of steel.

Zhang Ziyu's heart sank, "What's wrong with me, can't you help me cultivate?"

"If it had been before, I wouldn't have it. But now, you voluntarily let the dantian and heart veins be damaged, uh-huh, then you have to be an ordinary person, no, it is an ordinary sword spirit who can't use a sword. Ni Shang'er replied solemnly.

Zhang Ziyu could hear what Ni Shang'er said, his sword eyebrows sank, and he asked suspiciously, "What do you mean? What ordinary sword spirit can't use a sword?"

"There is a saying in the way of the sword: If the heart and dantian are damaged, do not cultivate the sword, it is difficult to become a great weapon. Ni Xiang'er said solemnly, as if Zhang Ziyu didn't understand, and explained further, "It means that you can't practice swordsmanship if your dantian heart is damaged now, even if you waste your efforts to cultivate, you are just an ordinary person." ”

Zhang Ziyu was taken aback, and thought to himself, if he couldn't cultivate the sword, wouldn't he be a wasted person? In the time and space of the Three Realms, the strong are respected, and he can't cultivate the sword, how can this be?

"No, Ni Shang'er, you're joking, deliberately scaring me, aren't you?" he couldn't accept this fact, and suddenly felt a little panicked. After all, with his identity as a sword spirit, if he can't cultivate a sword, then what's the point.

Although Ni Xiang'er had said it before, she didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. Perhaps Ni Xiang'er deliberately exaggerated in order to emphasize the seriousness of the situation.

But Cong Ni Xiang'er had a solemn look on her face, and she didn't want to scare him at all. Even if Ni Shang'er didn't answer, Zhang Ziyu knew it.

For a moment, he collapsed to the ground, in the inner spiritual realm where his breath was surging. He felt as if he was confronted with a decadent self, a self with no future.

In his previous life, he had a bad fate, thinking about the end of the sword world, and finally realized that he had crossed over to become a sword spirit, and he also had his own sword. Before he had time to laugh at the rivers and lakes and be happy with the revenge, he was told that he couldn't cultivate the sword.

Is it a joke played by fate? Time and time again, fate is unfair, and I always joke with myself.

"Originally, you were already close to the Qi cultivation level, but now, you are equivalent to a blank. I can only use my spiritual power to guide me again and see if I can repair your heart lineage dantian. However, the chances are slim, so you should be mentally prepared. Seeing Zhang Ziyu with a depressed face, Ni Shang'er said faintly, finally giving Zhang Ziyu a little more hope.

After hearing this, Zhang Ziyu said in disbelief: "I knew that you must have a way." ”

"There's no way to do it, just give it a try. Ni Xiang'er sighed, already squatted down, sat cross-legged, and faced Zhang Ziyu, "Let's start!"

Zhang Ziyu hurriedly sat up cross-legged with all his breastfeeding strength, raised his hand to connect with Ni Xiang'er's palms, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'm ready." ”

Ni Xiang'er frowned slightly, and her palms slowly lifted, condensing the air flow in her body, passing through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, conducting it to the palm of her hand, and facing Zhang Ziyu, slowly urging the spiritual power.

The air flow was transmitted from the palm to Zhang Ziyu's palm, and then entered Zhang Ziyu's body from the meridians. When the airflow first entered, a cool feeling gradually flowed into the dantian.

Zhang Ziyu suddenly felt a scorching pain coming, and his heart was beating even more, as if his whole heart was about to jump out of his throat. It was also a strange pain, and after a moment of effort, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Ni Shang'er had a dialogue with Zhang Ziyu through her divine sense, "Qi Shen Dantian, life inside, life outside, internal and external integration, refining qi and transforming divine ......"

“...... God will meet with energy, essence with spirit, desire to gather spirit, non-gathering can not be. The method of gathering qi is to put the valley road in a handful...... Let the qi of the lower part be lifted up and not go down, and the qi of heaven and earth will be collected as much as possible, so that the qi of the upper part will be returned to the bottom and not dispersed upward. The lower and upper condensation, the reunion of the middle palace, the qi gathers and condenses, the essence condenses and the spirit will meet, and the natural ...... from the inside to the outside"

“...... The method of dantian cultivation lies in holding, turning, shaking, kneading, hitting, folding, rubbing, spraying, and lifting the nine-character formula, and you will introduce my spiritual power into the dantian, and then operate according to this pranayama, and then perform the qi of Zhou Tian......"

Zhang Ziyu followed Ni Shang'er's teachings, devoted himself to cultivation, and introduced the air flow transmitted by Ni Shang'er into the dantian, and used the "nine-character formula" to repair his damaged dantian.

The qi ** method lies in the dantian, and the eight veins of the Qi meridian are smooth, and then the heart can also be channeled. After some slow pranayama, the previous pain was alleviated a lot.