Ling Wudi started meditating based on his memory when he integrated the inner elixir at the bottom of death.
In the past, when I was studying ancient martial arts at the mercenary school, the teacher would set aside an hour at a time to ask everyone to meditate.
Now Ling Wudi has also blocked out all distracting thoughts and combined them according to his own memory and the experience of the mercenary school.
At the beginning, Ling Wudi only felt that the silk essence in his dantian was vaguely present.
It seems like I can't concentrate.
I tried to concentrate again. After a few times, the essence was slowly controlled.
Then it became clearer and clearer. Ling Wudi closed his eyes at this moment and could actually feel the blood flowing in every part of his body.
Even the operating status of one's own seven meridians and eight meridians.
Novelty, joy! When Yurou said that she had stepped into the threshold of a cultivator, was that what she meant?
Ling Wudi felt this wonderful feeling.
In the past, at the mercenary school, what she liked very much was the hour of quiet meditation in the ancient martial arts class.
Now she likes this ancient practice method even more. Not only does her meridians have a warm feeling, but also...
Wait, why is there a small cluster of vague black energy in the essence of my Dantian?
Ling Wudi wanted to take a closer look again, but he wasn't very clear anymore...
Because he suddenly saw this, Ling Wudi ended the sit-in early.
When I woke up, my body's spiritual energy had recovered a lot.
"Red Bamboo!"
Ling Wudi arranged his clothes and called Hongzhu at the door to come in.
"What's wrong? Is your luck going well?" Hongzhu asked. In fact, even if he didn't ask, looking at Ling Wudi in front of him, Hongzhu knew that her cultivation had definitely improved again.
The skin that was originally as white as snow now seems to have a clear luster, and the movement between the eyebrows is more obvious than before, and the temperament on the body has been reduced a lot.
Cultivation, whether it is cultivating immortals or cultivating demons in cultivation, or the three cultivations in the mortal world, is not respected by the whole body's violent aura.
If you can resolve all the hostility and turn it into majesty that exudes inadvertently, that will be the highest state.
The owner of Hongzhu thousands of years ago, who was Ling Wudi's predecessor, looked peaceful, but there was an aura that made people surrender and get close to him involuntarily!
Ling Wudi smiled slightly, and when he spoke with his small red mouth, his voice was moving.
"Let's go and find that Yurou to try..."
Although Hongzhu believed in Ling Wudi, but Rosemary... But since the master said it, if something really happened, she would definitely stand in front of Ling Wudi.
Xingchen saw Hongzhu and Ling Wudi going out on a tree not far away, and thought to herself, where are they going so late?
His feet followed him unconsciously. After all, he had told himself that he would follow and protect Ling Wudi at all times in his life...
The three of them came one after another, and Ling Wudi arrived at the inn where Yurou was staying again.
Yurou seemed to already know and had already opened the door.
"Haha, I thought it would take half a stick of incense, but I didn't expect that you are quite fast?!"
Ling Wudi was curious, was Yurou sure that he would come back?
"You knew I was coming?"
Yurou hid her face and smiled softly: "I am a cultivator, and a cultivator naturally knows some calculations. Although my main skill is not the Bagua skill, I still know who is visiting today!"
Ling Wudi was even more curious about fortune-telling. Yurou said that she was not the main attacker, so this cultivator turned out to be divided into literary and martial arts, as well as spiritual cultivation, just like on this continent. Is the division of labor obvious?
It seems that I don’t know too much about this world, too much...