The white-eyed old man said "um", and after meditating and resting for a while, he strode towards Pang Qiongsha's residence, and when he turned around and saw Yan Xinghui following, he couldn't help but shake his head and set up a prohibition, lest Yan Xinghui couldn't help but run in and make trouble.

Seeing that he was extremely cautious, Yan Xinghui extinguished the idea of following up, and honestly waited outside.

Not long after the white-eyed old man went in, Yan Xinghui heard Pang Qiongsha's gentle humming, and it didn't take long for the humming sound to gradually get worse, mixed with a ghost scream, and then there seemed to be a conversation between them, the male voice was like the voice of the white-eyed old man, and the female voice was so strange that it couldn't be heard.

Yan Xinghui listened more and more anxiously, and he couldn't wait to smash the doors and windows to go in and rescue Pang Qiongsha, but he was ...... , he looked at the transparent prohibition in front of him, and there was nothing he could do.

Time passed second by second, and gradually, there was no movement inside.

Yan Xinghui couldn't hold back anymore, when he used to send seriously injured patients, the patients could shout to indicate that their condition was fine, if there was no sound, there was a chance that they would not survive. Thinking of this, Yan Xinghui didn't care about the explanation of the old man with white eyebrows before, and rushed forward, but he didn't think that he was blocked back by an invisible light curtain, fell to the sky, touched his face, and actually broke his appearance.

was thrown like this, Yan Xinghui calmed down, the white-eyed old man is so powerful, if he can't solve the problem, what's the use of going in by himself. I got up, dusted myself off, and got ready to eat.

Considering that Pang Qiongsha has just recovered from a serious illness, her body must be very weak, and she can't make up for it at this time, so buy some mild angelica, wolfberry and the like, and boil it into soup with pork ribs, and give her to drink, it should be good.

Afraid that it would not be the right time to leave, Yan Xinghui ran so fast all the way that he didn't even waste time bargaining with the vendors, and he just picked up things and flashed people. Back in the ruined temple, the scene he expected did not appear, it was still quiet.

There is no hurry at the moment, so I light a bonfire and simmer the soup.

The soup is ...... ready.

The soup has cooled down .......

Just when Yan Xinghui was bored and stunned, the ban next to him made a soft "poof" and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Xinghui ran in in surprise to take a look, the white-eyed old man was sitting on the edge of the chuang meditating at this time, his face didn't look very good, maybe he was overconsumed.

And Pang Qiongsha was lying quietly on the mat, her nose was snoring happily, her breathing was even, her face looked much better than before, and there was a little redness in her white, it seemed that her condition had improved.

Came to her lightly and squatted down, stared at her with a calm face, stretched out his right hand, stroked the smooth skin, and his mind was filled with endless cherished words.

After taking the soup, he was about to feed her, but was stopped by the white-eyed old man stretching out his hand: "Young man, don't bother her at the moment, just let her have a good rest." She was tormented by the pain on her body, and it was rare to be able to sleep well. ”

"Hmm" Yan Xinghui glanced at it reluctantly and exited the room.

On the second day, the white-eyed old man came out and said, "She's awake, go over and have a look." Blessed are you, boy, as soon as this girl wakes up, she shouts to see you, and even I, the savior, are left aside. ”

Yan Xinghui laughed awkwardly, turned around and ran in.

At this moment, Pang Qiongsha was lying on the mat, looking at the door without blinking, seeing Yan Xinghui coming in, she wanted to get up, but she was weak all over, and she softened again.

Yan Xinghui hurriedly walked over: "Don't move, you rest first, I'll get you food." ”

Pang Qiongsha looked at his back with a happy face, and her eyes were reluctant to leave for a long time.

After the two of them finished eating the love meal in love, the white-eyed old man coughed dryly, walked over and said, "This little girl's illness has been cured, and I should leave too." I have a few books for you, and if you have a chance, you can take a good look at them, and they may be helpful to you. With that, he shoved a few worn-out books.

Yan Xinghui hurriedly took it, stuffed it into his arms, and was about to thank him, when there was still the shadow of the white-eyed old man in front of him. Shaking his head and smiling, a master is a master, and what he does is different.

Since Yan Xinghui knew that there were immortals in this world, and he had also met the living immortal of the old man with white eyebrows, this aroused his infinite enthusiasm for cultivating immortals, and he immediately took out the broken book that he got from the corpse that day, and looked at the contents intently, only to see that the cover was written with six golden characters of "Chaos Five Elements Immortal Duel".

After pondering for a long time, Yan Xinghui figured out that this immortal cultivation method seemed to only have a qi training chapter. In the exercises, the human body of the five spiritual roots is like a chaotic state, which can be regarded as a whole during the Qi training period, and the cultivation is without attributes, and there is no distinction between the five elements; after the washing of the spiritual energy during the Qi training period, when it comes to the foundation building period, the body gradually changes, and the five elements repel each other, and are initially divided into five whirlpools, which are mutually exclusive and interrelated, and are horns of each other. Cultivating to a high depth, the five elements are combined into one piece on the basis of mutual growth, becoming a whole, and reaching the five five into one.

In this cultivation process, it requires the support of a huge amount of aura. And this aura can be provided by the elixir spirit stone. There is also a spiritual root that is needed to cultivate immortals, and those who do not have a spiritual root will not feel the spiritual energy, and can only become mortals.

Yan Xinghui took a closer look, the elixir should be the round one that the white-eyed old man practiced. But what about the spirit stone, it can't be a spiritual stone, no, isn't that a demon?

Then I took out the bag and looked through it repeatedly, no matter how I looked at it, it was an ordinary bag, nothing special, but it just couldn't be opened. I squeezed it hard, and I couldn't feel anything in it, but since it could appear on an immortal cultivator, it shouldn't be an ordinary thing.

Immediately put down the bag and looked through the several broken books given to him by the white-eyed old man, one was "The First Solution of the Cultivation Realm", one was "Lingcao Treasures", and the other was "Alchemy". casually flipped through the pages, put away the three books, and then looked at the "Chaos Five Elements Immortal Decision", turned to the back of the most luan, and the book was accompanied by the methods used to cultivate immortals and the organs that the five elements were compared to:

The five elements are the control organs: the liver is wood, the heart is fire, the lungs are gold, the kidneys are water, the spleen is earth, the dantian is in the umbilicus, and the sea is in the brain center.

Then according to the principle of the five elements: gold gives birth to water, water gives birth to wood, wood gives birth to fire, fire gives birth to earth, and earth gives birth to gold.

Then, according to this principle, the cultivation route of the "Chaos Five Elements Immortal Duel" is: first compress the spiritual power absorbed from the outside world or the pill into the lungs (gold), and then correspondingly enter the kidney (water) - liver (wood) - heart (fire) - spleen (earth), and then sink into the dantian.

First sit on the mat, take a deep breath, sink into the sea of qi, and then compress, attributed to the dantian, and then start from the dantian, wash the meridians all over the body in a certain order, and return to the sea of qi, so that a cycle is completed, and how much aura can be absorbed depends entirely on the quality of personal qualifications

After the coexistence of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the foreign aura is transformed into its own aura, and after it merges into the dantian, it forms a concentrated air mass, liquid mass, golden pill, and even the yuan baby, and then the dantian continuously pumps out the pure aura, washes the meridians around the body, and after running for half a week, it reaches the sea of consciousness, and the richness of the aura can directly affect the scope of divine consciousness, that is to say, the sea of consciousness is moistened by the aura. After the aura passes through the sea of knowledge, it comes back from the other half of the meridians and returns to the dantian, so that it runs for a week.

After completing several such cycles, people with good qualifications can feel a sense of qi in their bodies, while people with poor qualifications must complete the number of times they turn up and over to have a sense of qi. As long as you have a sense of qi, you have completed the first step of cultivating immortals, and you have entered the qi cultivation period, and at this time you will break away from mortals and become a member of immortal cultivators.

The more Yan Xinghui thought about it, the more excited he became, and he didn't hesitate to meditate according to the cultivation method described in the "Chaos Five Elements Immortal Decision" (note: the running route of each exercise is different). He was cultivating the gourd in the same way, but what he didn't expect was that the meridians in his body were quite unsmooth, just like countless mud and sand piled up in the river. Every time you pass through a meridian, it takes half an hour.

In the middle of the night, he finally completed a cycle with great effort, and he was still tired and out of breath.

After completing a cycle, he tried it, but he didn't feel any qi, just a pain and a smell of sweat.

Hey, it seems that cultivating immortals is really not easy, just one way in, it took most of the day, and it didn't have any effect. Undeterred, he started all over again, and when he finished a cycle and was about to call it a day, he found that it was already dawn outside.

Alas, time flies so fast that it slipped away from my meditation again. I had to finish my work, practice swordsmanship outside, and practice the "Heart Sutra for Washing the Myelin" again, and then returned to the temple to eat the breakfast that Pang Qiongsha prepared for him, and went to the yamen.