Wen Xingtian sighed: "...it's the vitality of your Dantian. Is it vaporized? Or atomized? If it's atomized, to what extent? Mist? Or general diffuse fog? Or thick fog? Even very thick.
Thick billowing fog?”
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned, looked at his Dantian, and said: "The current vitality is in a red state... It is already very, very thick, churning like a thick fog like the tide!"
The muscles on Wen Xingtian's face couldn't help but twitch.
He just asked casually, but he never expected that he would get such a result.
Generally, warriors practice star energy, and the form of energy in their Dantian is different in each realm.
Basically, as a martial artist, I can feel my Dantian and my vitality, but I can't really see it.
That feeling is: I have it, I am strong, I am awesome, but I haven’t seen anything specific.
This is pure vaporization.
When you reach the innate realm, the basic state of your Dantian’s true energy is a mist shape.
And this fog state is like the weather in the early morning. The wisps of fog floating in the air are very light and visible to the naked eye, but that's it. Most of this is vaporized, and a very small part of the fog is
Transformation is the normal expression of most people in the innate realm.
The atomized vitality is called innate energy.
Before a martial artist breaks through to the innate realm, the more times he suppresses the restlessness of his true energy and self-limits his breakthroughs, the thicker the fog will be when he reaches the innate realm. This varies from person to person.
For example, Wen Xingtian himself was also a genius at that time. The martial artist broke through the innate realm and suppressed it seven times. By the time he reached the late stage of the innate realm, the fog in his Dantian had become fully diffuse and was about to turn towards the thick fog.
It's an excessive situation.
When you reach the realm of fetal breath, the vitality will form clouds. With the different times of suppression on the thorny road, the clouds will be different. Basically: most of them will be vaporized, a small part will be atomized, and in the white mist, there will be a
The condensed cloud can be called: fetal breath.
As for how much, it all depends on your qualifications and efforts.
In the Danyuan realm above, there is a little liquefaction of vitality; there is a drop, which in martial arts can be called: Condensed Dan. But it is actually just a drop of liquefied vitality.
It can be called ‘Danyuan’.
At this time, a small amount of the vitality is vaporized, most is atomized, a small part is clouded, and very little is liquefied.
In the higher realm of infant transformation, the most striking feature is that there will be a little solidification of vitality. Similarly, if there is a drop of solidification, it can be called 'infant transformation'...
However, there is a qualitative change in the realm of infant transformation: as long as the vitality of the Dantian is still vaporized, it cannot break through the infant transformation.
And these little bits will continue to multiply as the practitioner continues to make breakthroughs in the current realm and even future realms, becoming more, bigger, thicker, purer, etc., depending on the extent of their own efforts.
Let’s not mention these for now.
And the future transformation of clouds... well, that's a long way off.
The vitality in Zuo Xiaoduo's Dantian actually showed an extremely thick fog state, and even showed signs of churning like a tide? And the color... red?!
Oh, it’s okay to be red. After all, Zuo Xiaoduo’s practice of the Yanyang Sutra is already known to everyone. It has its attributes and characteristics, and it makes sense, but what is the meaning of thick fog rolling like the rising tide of the sea!?
"How thick is the thick fog in your Dantian? How much is left to vaporize?" Wen Xingtian asked again.
"It's probably... like a thick foggy day where you can't see your fingers, the concentration... it's vaporized... it's gone. It should be gone..." Zuo Xiaoduo scratched his head and answered hesitantly and uncertainly.
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
Wen Xingtian coughed several times, turned his head, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.
What the heck, this kid actually surprised me with a mouthful of old phlegm!
"Can't see my fingers? Is the gas gone?"
Wen Xingtian didn't want to talk anymore.
When I reached the realm of infant transformation and started to condense the infant, the energy in my Dantian was not completely transformed into clouds. There was still a considerable amount of fog rolling in the sky. At that time, it was only a heavy fog, but it was not so bad that I could not see my fingers.
concentration……
This description is simply terrifying!
"Is there water down there?" Wen Xingtian asked, rolling his eyes.
Zuo Xiaoduo hurriedly checked: "No, it's very dry."
"Oh...no? That's normal. Your skills are far from perfect."
Wen Xingtian patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "Keep working hard."
Then turned around and left.
A few seconds later, Wen Xingtian's angry roar rang out from the other end. Who knows who was so blind that he got into trouble with Teacher Wen.
And today, a certain teacher's temper seemed to be particularly explosive.
Li Chenglong and others looked at Wen Xingtian, who was originally good-looking. After talking to Zuo Xiaoduo, he turned into a man with a shattered look and walked over. Everyone was worried.
It seems that 90% of the time it was Boss Zuo who sued us in front of the teacher!
In this afternoon, after careful consideration, Wen Xingtian selected seven people and asked them to fight Zuo Xiaoduo: "Don't be afraid, beat him hard!"
All seven of them looked bitter.
Beat him up?
Teacher, what you said is true, do you believe it...
Zuo Xiaoduo fought with seven classmates, but immediately understood Wen Xingtian's intention: these seven people may not be the highest in cultivation, nor are they the best in family background, nor are they the most outstanding in understanding and aptitude, but
...These seven people have the least problems in terms of the number of moves!
His movements, mannerisms, and attack methods... there was nothing wrong with him at all.
Moreover, its techniques are extremely suitable for one's own body constitution, and the whole body is just like the standard teaching materials for warriors in the Fetal Breath Realm.
These seven people joined forces to suppress Zuo Xiaoduo more sharply than a dozen or twenty people jointly attacking him!
However, the threat to Zuo Xiaoduo is still not enough. In fact, what Zuo Xiaoduo does is just like Wen Xingtian sparring with himself, pressing the opponent's limit point and blasting violently; a fight is not too appropriate.
The analogy is that if the steel nail is already standing straight, all you need to do is pick up a sledgehammer and smash it straight down!
They will naturally follow the direction of the source of power and automatically drill to the deepest point!
Zuo Xiaoduo was naturally not stingy with such a job, so he launched a bombardment and beating him as he pleased.
Just beating him, Zuo Xiaoduo slowly felt... Isn't he now an assistant coach? This assistant coach of Qianlong Gaowu... I don't know if he can get a salary?
This is time-consuming and labor-intensive!
In addition, most of the students in the first class are geniuses who have been promoted to fetal breath in the Chinese martial arts school. Up to now, there are only six people who are still in the innate realm.
These people include Zuo Xiaoduo, Li Chenglong, Zhen Piaopiao, Yu Yaner, Pi Yibao, and Jia Kuang.
"One week later, the first trial will begin."
When school was over in the afternoon, the seven classmates selected by Wen Xingtian had been drilled to death by Zuo Xiaoduo.
Wen Xingtian issued this notice in a timely manner.
"It has been four days since you came to Qianlong Gaowu. Under normal circumstances, the first round of trials for freshmen entering the school begins on ten days. The first credits and even current grades begin to be recorded."
Wen Xingtiandao: "This time, the credits and gains are also ranked! The reward for the first-ranked one includes a bottle of Marrow Cleansing Pill and one thousand credits, and so on until the top ten, all credits are awarded. After the top ten
Yes, there is no reward."
Wen Xingtian said: "So you can start to make some preparations now. Generally, the destination of the first trial is to hunt star beasts. Go to the Meteor Plain to hunt star beasts as an individual unit. The final count is based on quantity.
The one with the best quality wins. Regardless of any moves or attack modes, as long as the means are available to the individual, they can be used..."
Use individuals as a unit to hunt star beasts. In the final count, the one with the most quantity and quality will win. No matter any move or attack mode, as long as the means owned by the individual can be used, they can be used..."
Wen Xingtian put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth in front of the queue, saying calmly: "Let me tell you, I don't expect you to be able to take the top ten, but our class 1 will always be the first talented class. If I can even get the top three,
Run away, and I will skin you when you come back!"
After hearing this, all the students couldn't help but feel chills.
It sounds like, in Teacher Wen's words, taking the top three spots is such a simple matter.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Among the top ten seats, if more than three seats are taken away by others from other classes, I will also skin you when I come back!"
"Finally, Zuo Xiaoduo, if you don't win the championship, even if the championship falls to someone else in our class, I will still skin you!"
When it arrived, they actually added another condition to Zuo Xiaoduo, and it was a heavy condition that was very difficult to complete.
Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but look confused.
Let’s just pay off the first two, everyone works together and suffers the punishment together, but why does this last one become mine? Do I want to directly lock in the championship?
Teacher Wen, this is very unfair!
But how could Wen Xingtian tell him what was fair or unfair? He waved his hand: "Disband!"
Then he said: "Zuo Xiaoduo, follow me."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked like the old society and followed Wen Xingtian.
Thinking while walking.
This mission, this trial, it’s a piece of cake for me, right?
That's all, I can use this wave to accumulate supplies for the Dragon Blood Flying Knife...
It is most convenient to use the Dragon Blood Flying Knife to assist in improvement!
The last time so many warriors had a fierce battle with him on a snowy night, the dragon-blooded flying knives were very profitable. It has been a long time now, and there is not much left to save money and expenses.
On the way to Fenghai, I didn’t recharge much, I was just rushing.
And this trial is an opportunity.
Also, there are not many luck points left. Although they have been useless, there are only more than 70 points in total. It is about to be a new round of suppressing the real energy restlessness and self-limiting breakthrough. The luck points must be needed.
How can you have peace of mind when you consume a lot?
…
After coming to Qianlong Gaowu, Zuo Xiaoduo felt that everything was good. The only flaw he felt was that he was dissatisfied: he tried every means to recommend his fortune-telling ability regardless of the occasion and place, but to this day, there is no one.
Come and figure it out for yourself!
Well, Grandma Shi's time doesn't count, because I don't know how long it will be before the injustice is over, so the luck will never come.
How can these guys be so calm and able to hold their breath?
Don’t you know that you missed the great opportunity that came from heaven?
For people like Zuo Xiaoduo, their luck points, cultivation level, and amount of money...
Naturally, the more of these things, the better.
If there is no income, progress, or increase for a day, Zuo Xiaoduo will feel that he is at a loss.
Yes, although it was not less, after one day passed, Zuo Xiaoduo felt that it was a loss.