Under the horrified gazes of the little freckles and the hanged ghost, Fang Xing chewed the Essence Herb and swallowed it with his neck stuck.
"It's okay, don't bother me!"
Fang Xing's eyes were a little red, he gave the order harshly, and got into the wooden house with a wipe of his mouth. The little freckles and the hanged ghost were terribly frightened by him. They looked at each other and felt that Fang Xing was crazy. That was Fang Zhongbao, even a grown man who could only eat a small leaf at a time. That's enough to fight all night, you ten-year-old kid, you ate three plants at once...
Is this going to be every day
Fang Xing came to the wooden house, and immediately sat cross-legged according to what Qingyun Forging Qi said, with his heart turned to the sky.
Huajingcao worked very quickly, and not long after, Fang Xing felt a violent heat rising from his lower abdomen, and his crotch immediately felt swollen. Fang Xing took a deep breath, and began to operate the mysterious method according to the formula mentioned in Qingyun Forging Qi, and move the blood. At this time, the operation of the mysterious method is just a kind of mental ethereal, because there is no spiritual energy in his body to supply run.
The effect of the medicine was so strong that Fang Xing's eyes were even bloodshot, and his lips were parched.
The irritable heat was rampaging through his body, making him feel bloated and uncomfortable.
"Sure..."
Fang Xing couldn't bear the discomfort in his body, and maintained the ethereal state of his mind without a trace or effort.
Gradually, a stick of incense time passed, and half an hour passed.
When even the tender skin began to swell and turn red and purple, Fang Xing suddenly had a slight abnormality in his body.
When he kept imagining in his mind that there was a stream of air flowing along with his mind, suddenly a ray of heat that was already almost violent in his body was shared and turned into a cool and pleasant trickle. If there is nothing, as his mind starts to work, at the same time, the violent heat in Fang Xing's body has slowed down, but his meridians are incomparably painful.
"It became..."
Fang Xing was overjoyed in his heart, but immediately guarded his mind, endured the severe pain in his meridians, and carefully maintained the breath.
It was a small adventure, but he didn't expect it to be a success. Fang Xing was naturally extremely excited.
When he saw the Essence Transforming Grass, he inadvertently thought of an explanation in the Qingyun Forging Qi Revealed in the Yin-Yang Gods and Demons Book: This trick absorbs the spiritual energy of the world to cultivate himself, and hoards the aptitude. Only a few suitable ones can refine it Gasification, to make up for the deficiency.
Combining the appraisal words of this book, plus the insights gained from Fang Xing's study of Qingyun's exercise in the past few days, Fang Xing has already understood one thing. Aura.
It's just that this step is not something that everyone in the world can do. Some people's physique is close to the aura of heaven and earth, and they can naturally get twice the result with half the effort when they practice, but some people, such as myself, and even several Taoist boys like Wang Zhi, are Taoists. It is difficult for the so-called mortals to realize the existence of aura.
It is not uncommon for Wang Zhi to have practiced for seven years and still not realize the existence of spiritual energy. In fact, most people, not to mention seven years of cultivation, even if they have practiced for a lifetime, will not realize the existence of spiritual energy.
But breathing and breath adjustment is the only way to gather spiritual energy
Obviously not always the case, even a mortal body has the hope of stepping into the path of cultivation, that is refining and transforming qi.
Essence is the original qi of the human body, which is not difficult to understand, just think about how you came here.
Refining and transforming qi is to turn one's own essence into aura of spiritual practice to break through the barrier of the first step.
Fang Xing thought of this and saw a glimmer of light. However, ordinary people can't feel the existence of their own essence, and it takes years and years to realize it. But Fang Xing is different. Bold, his mind is far more flexible than others, when he saw Huajingcao, he thought of a method, and after only two breaths of thought, he decided to do it.
Since you can't feel it at ordinary times, let your energy be exuberant!
Fang Xing felt the exuberant essence after eating the three plants of Huajing grass.
The violent heat is the most direct manifestation of the essence, and at this moment, Fang Xing used the method of condensing the spirit energy in the Qingyun Forging Qi to carry the violent essence, and indeed extracted a faint trace of spirit energy from it. .
Although not much, almost better than nothing, but finally a big step forward.
Let me repeat it now, but when it was just a fleeting thought in Fang Xing's mind, he immediately implemented it.
Fang Xing himself didn't know how many dangers he had experienced.
Using this method to condense spiritual energy is actually a dangerous method. If you are playing with fire, if you are a little careless, you will burn yourself with desire and lose your sanity. In this practice, it is called: going crazy.
Fortunately, although Fang Xing was young, his determination was amazing, he was ruthless to others, and he was also ruthless to himself, so he persisted abruptly.
"Goo..."
After this trace of spiritual energy stabilized and overflowed into his meridians, the irritable heat gradually disappeared.
At this time, Fang Xing felt a strong sense of hunger, and even felt dizzy, as if he hadn't eaten for three days. But this is also inevitable. Fang Xing used the essence-transforming grass to destroy the essence, and refined the essence into spiritual energy. Where did this essence come from? Naturally, it came from the transformation of my whole body's qi and blood. Although I only cultivated for such a small amount, my body has already lost a lot.
The most direct manifestation of this is that you are dizzy and dizzy when you are hungry, and you are in urgent need of tonic.
"His grandma's, eat the whole thing..."
Fang Xing stood up supporting his weak body, and pressed his hand on the book of Yin-Yang Gods and Demons. At this moment, a surprising scene appeared. After the book received Fang Xing's palm, Fang Xing suddenly The vague aura in the meridian moved for a moment, and then a strange force appeared on the book, shaking at the same time as Fang Xing's aura.
"Um?"
Fang Xing subconsciously took a look, and suddenly saw an astonishing scene, the book was gone.
At the same time, he felt a slight chill in his mind, as if something had entered.
"Where did the book go?"
Fang Xing was taken aback. He hadn't thought of the possibility of a book entering his mind, so he flipped around anxiously. Just when he turned to the Qingyun Forging Qi chapter and was about to throw it aside at any time, a message appeared in his mind inexplicably.
"Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter, the practice method of condensing Qi, adjusting breath and breathing, can become supernatural powers..."
"this… "
Fang Xing was stunned, and it took him a while to confirm that this book had actually entered his mind.
He stood there blankly for a long while, until his stomach screamed wildly again, and then he woke up.
"What the hell? If such a big book is stuffed into my head, it won't crush my brain, will it?"
While muttering, he rubbed his stomach and walked out.
At this time, night fell, and Wang Zhi and others outside the door were drinking and eating meat, while carefully looking at the wooden house.
They were afraid that Fang Xing would go crazy and suddenly rush out of the wooden house to chop people, so they deliberately stayed away from the wooden house.
"Did he really eat all three Huajing grass?"
Wang Zhi took a sip of his wine and asked in a low voice.
He has asked three times, but he still can't believe it.
"No, it's like a cow eating grass, chewing and swallowing it all..."
Little Freckle replied in horror, and glanced at the direction of the wooden house, as if afraid of Fang Xing rushing out.
"Oh, don't talk about three plants, even if it is one plant, it is not something that one person can bear. I said, this guy can't be a good one, right? He ate so much at once, and he will definitely find someone to take it down later. Fire, the hanged ghost, I leave it to you..."
Wang Zhi looked at the hanged ghost and said with lingering fear.
The hanged ghost is the one with the fairest face among the group of Taoist boys. Hearing Wang Zhi's words, the half-bitten pig's head fell out of his mouth in fright, and he said with a mournful face: "I can't, I'm afraid of pain, or... Or let the little freckles..."
"Then how?"
The little freckles jumped up in fright: "You have the fairest face, the legendary little white face is you, you must be the master of this rabbit..."
"What rabbit master?"
Suddenly, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded, and the five Taoist boys trembled in fright and jumped away.
At some point, Fang Xing came over. But he saw that under the cover of the fire, his face was extremely pale, but he was in good spirits. When he came to the fire, he just asked casually, and without waiting for the guy's answer, he sat down cross-legged and grabbed a large piece of pig's head He gnawed on the meat as soon as it came, and his snow-white teeth tore a large piece. His mouth was full of oil, as if he was crazy hungry.
In fact, Fang Xing was really hungry at this time.
My body is so depleted that I feel like I can't eat enough.
After a while of wolfing down, he ate all the meat and drank two more sips of wine to moisten his throat. Fang Xing stopped rubbing his stomach. He felt that it was not enough, but his stomach was too distended.
"Let me announce something to you. From now on, I will take three plants every day... oh, no, one plant is enough. From now on, I will give me one plant of Huajingcao every day. I don't care where you look for it, anyway, you can't miss it every day." , Whoever gives it to me first, will not work for a day... Well, and, in the future, life needs to be improved, so this pig head is not enough, double it in the future, no, triple it!"
After hearing Fang Xing's words, several Taoist boys were stunned, not understanding what he was going to do.
After a while, Wang Zhicai said in a trembling voice: "This... this is five catties of pork head meat... do you want to triple it?"
"Yes!" Fang Xing nodded: "Do this first, if it is not enough, add more!"
"But we don't have enough money..." Wang Zhi had a bitter face.
"Then go sell your ass..."
Fang Xing said as if nothing had happened: "Anyway, you were fighting to be the master of the rabbit just now!"