After Liu Haoran finished his meal at Yushan Hall, he separated from his companions and returned to his residence in Neixianyuan.
His mood is as beautiful as the bright moon hanging in the sky.
The little guy who was blackmailed by him gave in, and apparently figured it out after a few hours.
"Hey, no matter what his status is, as long as he is not a demon disciple, I can blackmail him. Even if he is promoted to an inner disciple in the future, I can still suck his blood and eat his flesh until he dies."
Liu Haoran suddenly had an idea.
If you find more people like this, you can fully support yourself and no longer have to do anything. But such people are hard to find and you have to rely on chance.
"I'm so stupid! Instead of passively searching, it's better to take the initiative. I can go down the mountain and kill some powerful people, and sell their letters of recommendation to ordinary people in Yuhua Ancient City who have no chance. After they get started, I can get a steady stream of money from them.
Asking for benefits..."
Thinking of this, Liu Haoran realized that it was only a matter of time before he could break through the secret realm of supernatural powers. Even if he became an immortal, there was still hope.
Humming a little tune, Liu Haoran returned to his residence in the Neixianyuan.
I took a pot of fairy brew and sat in the yard, drinking wine in front of the moon and thinking about what to do.
Suddenly, a small red dot shot from a distance and shone on his body. Liu Haoran looked at it and thought it was a brother practicing a magic weapon at home.
This kind of thing happens often. A few days ago, a senior brother with strong cultivation used a magic weapon to light up the night like day.
Liu Haoran didn't pay attention, and kept improving his future plans in his mind.
Piu!
Liu Haoran's ears twitched and he immediately heard the subtle noise. He didn't take it seriously at first, but soon the alarm bell rang in his heart, and a life-and-death crisis instantly filled his heart.
This is an early warning from the secret realm of the physical body reaching the ninth level of spiritual realm.
In the realm of psychics, the sensitivity is doubled. Thousands of steps around the body, any movement of wind and grass, even the slightest centipede or spider crawling, will be reflected in the mind.
This realm is another watershed in physical cultivation!
Sensitivity can communicate with spirits and gain insight!
A high-speed rotating sharp object came from a distance at a very fast speed. Liu Haoran only had time to tilt his head and was hit by the object in the chest.
boom!
It was as if he was hit hard by a boulder in the chest, and the feathered Tao uniform on his body used the power of the magic weapon to offset most of the force.
But the remaining power was still terrifying, sending Liu Haoran flying backwards, vomiting blood from his mouth, and hit the house, causing his whole body to sink into the wall.
"Which madman dares to sneak attack me at Yuhua Gate!"
Several ribs in his body were broken. Liu Haoran hurriedly adjusted his strength and spirit, trying to struggle out of the wall while mobilizing the spiritual weapon.
At this time, the little red dot shone on him again.
piu! piu! piu!
Accompanied by three subtle sounds, three high-speed rotating sharp warheads flew from the darkness.
Liu Haoran, who was stuck in the wall, could not dodge, let alone mobilize the spiritual weapon. His body suffered three heavy blows one after another, all the bones in his upper body were shattered, and the severe pain made him unconscious.
At the moment when he was unconscious, Liu Haoran saw a bright silver sharp warhead, which kept enlarging in his eyes.
It’s over!
Bang! The bullet penetrated Liu Haoran's eyebrows, passed through the back of his head, and hit the wall.
Liu Haoran's head exploded immediately.
In the distance, from a dark corner, Lu Qian walked out carrying a box.
Wearing night clothes and foot bindings, he quickly ran into Liu Haoran's residence.
After groping around Liu Haoran for a while, he found nothing.
"Where is the golden embroidery needle magic weapon?"
Lu Qian ran into the house and rummaged through it, only to find a jade album.
"This guy is so poor, he doesn't even have gold or silver notes..."
After putting away the jade album he found, Lu Qian climbed over the wall and left.
Walk halfway, find a hiding place, and use the Soul Fire Talisman to burn the night clothes and foot bindings.
Carrying the box, Lu Qian swaggered back to his residence.
Inside the house.
Lu Qian took out the jade album and put it on the table. On the jade album was written "Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique".
As soon as it was opened, a Taoist dressed in white appeared on the jade book, describing various secrets and tips on how to practice Yuan Chen's spiritual skills.
"It's not a bad trip. I actually got the Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique that only inner disciples can learn in advance!"
After cultivating to the eighth level of divine bravery, the physical body has basically reached a limit. If you want to break through, you must cultivate your spirit.
Then you need to practice spiritual skills.
Yuan Chen Spiritual Technique is a top-grade technique for cultivating the spirit.
"This is the reward for this guy threatening me."
After listening to the white-clothed Taoist's explanation, Lu Qian sat cross-legged and began to practice Yuan Chen's spiritual technique.
He pressed the "Tianmen point" in the center of his head with one hand, adjusted all his energy, and placed it in the Tianmen point above his head.
"I want to cultivate Tianmen without dying!"
Gradually, he followed Yuan Chen's mental training method and first imagined that his Tianmen Point was a dark world.
This kind of imagination means that my understanding of the brain is dark.
Then, he imagined that the blood, bone marrow, internal organs, and fascia all over his body had turned into a pure white color, and the vitality and essence, as white as crane feathers, gradually rose up and reached the inside of his Tianmen point.
This is to use the essence of the body to dispel the darkness in the brain and understand oneself.
The meaning of imagination is very profound.
In this imagination, Lu Qian clearly felt that his body seemed to be drained step by step, and all the energy, blood and essence in his body turned into light to illuminate his brain.
My strength is decreasing and my body feels a little empty.
Exercising the spirit and cultivating the brain's potential supernatural powers actually require strong physical support. He instantly understood this truth.
Fortunately, his body is several times stronger than that of ordinary masters in the realm of bravery. There is black and yellow energy in the body in the sea of blood.
Gradually, the dark world inside Tianmen Cave was illuminated by this white light essence, gradually dispelling the darkness.
In the dark and distant depths, Lu Qian vaguely saw something hidden. It was a simple, heavy stone door that looked round but not round, square but not square.
The texture on the door is rich and delicate, one by one, just like the ravines of the brain.
The entire brain looks like a door to magical powers!
"This is the gate of magical powers! If you blast through the gate of magical powers, you can reach the secret realm of magical powers!" Lu Qian said in his heart, trying his best to use his energy and energy to imagine his blood and essence as white light, shining in Tianmen's mind.
However, no matter how much he shined, the black fog in Tianmen's mind became more and more intense, and he could not even see the "Gate of Supernatural Powers" clearly, let alone open this mysterious door in his mind.
Lu Qian felt that he was very exhausted and wanted to sleep, but he couldn't bear it. He stopped practicing and went to sleep.
Wake up.
He felt that his ears and eyesight were clear and his mind was much more flexible. He seemed to be able to imagine the appearance of his brain.
Practicing Yuan Chen Spirit Technique again, the energy, blood and essence turned into white light essence, illuminating the dark brain.
"Eh? This is the Origin of All Realms Order!"
In his mind, Lu Qian clearly saw a broken and primitive token, like a giant dragon lying there, with mysterious lines carved on it, hazy.
Focusing on the Wanjie Yuan Yin Ling, I wanted to see the lines on it clearly, but I felt that there was an illusory space. The outside of the space seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, making it impossible to go deep.
After trying several times, it didn't work, so Lu Qian gave up.