Youth's Cultivation

Wang Xiaohu has lost his perception of everything outside. At the moment, his mind is chaotic. He can't see the light of the Austrian sun and moon. Even his consciousness is in a turbid and hazy state. I don't know how long it has passed before the state of chaos is clear and chaos disappears. Instead of a light yellow flame, there is a faint blue light.

Wang Xiaohu came back to himself at this time. Where is this place? Isn't he practicing?

Look around, it's still dark. Only the pale yellow flame with blue light lights up the space less than ten feet square

Wang Xiaohu looked at the flame and seemed to feel a call from his heart. He unconsciously stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the light yellow flame

Warm, nothing else. The pale yellow flame jumped and burned in Wang Xiaohu's palm. There was no feeling that it was not. Wang Xiaohu looked at the flame and breathed a few times. The flame in front of him suddenly disappeared and sank into his palm without a trace

What's going on? Where have you been? Did it run into me?

Wang Xiaohu wanted to touch his hand, but suddenly he seemed to notice something. Sitting in the secret room, Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes and gave a miserable cry

"Ah..."

Wang Xiaohu's body ignited a raging fire, and his hair, eyebrows and clothes turned into ashes

Stop, stop... Wang Xiaohu wants to stop running the fire nerve, but in vain, he can't stop at all. The fire spirit is pouring in faster. Wang Xiaohu should be glad that he has cultivated the first layer of copper skin of jiuren mountain method, otherwise he must be burned into coke now

But now it's not a happy time. His meridians don't obey orders at all. If it goes on like this, he will die sooner or later. Now Wang Xiaohu finally understands why the old man with rosacea said that those people were not fools and why they were burned to ashes

"Ice soul pill..." Wang Xiaohu thought of the ice soul pill given to him by the old man with rosacea. The storage bag was placed beside him during cultivation and has not been affected, but Wang Xiaohu's body is out of control now. It's very difficult to take out the ice soul pill

"What the hell is it, my body, you can't control..."

Wang Xiaohu roared, his right hand trembled and moved towards the storage bag minute by minute

Wang Xiaohu also had a flame on his arm. He approached the storage bag, and then... Then the storage bag was instantly burned to ashes. The things inside disappeared... Disappeared

Wang Xiaohu cried to death. My spirit stone, demon pill, medicinal materials, unskilled sword, and the whole three headed dragon Python

But now the most important thing for Wang Xiaohu is to put out the flame, otherwise everything is bullshit

Wang Xiaohu has lost the ice soul pill. The idea of relying on external forces disappears. He can only work hard by himself. If he doesn't succeed, he will become benevolent... Well, it should be that if he doesn't succeed, he will become ashes

"Flame, that flame, it must be the ghost of that flame..."

Wang Xiaohu doesn't know what state he was just in, but it's certain that the flame he met really entered his body, which led to the uncontrolled burning of his spiritual power

Find the flame

If you want to see the condition in your body, you must look inside, but without divine consciousness, how can you look inside?

Everyone has spiritual thoughts, that is, spiritual power, but it is absolutely impossible for the second or third level of flexibility to make the spiritual power completely under their own control to form divine consciousness, but does Wang Xiaohu have a choice at the moment?

I think of those common sense books I read some time ago, which mentioned how to form my own divine consciousness, concentrate and integrate mind and mind

Just eight words, but how?

Even if he has become a copper skin realm, there is still less fire. He is in pain. If he wants to go on like this, he is estimated to be almost familiar. In this case, how to concentrate and integrate his mind

"Hoo... Hoo... Calm... Calm..."

Wang Xiaohu let himself try to be calm, but this kind of thing is not as simple as what he wants

"There's no time, I can't just die... My father and mother are still waiting for me at home, Xueer is waiting for me in the ethereal nine fairy palace, and the woman who almost killed me and regarded me as an ant..."

"If you are not afraid of death, what are you afraid of..." Wang Xiaohu said mockingly, closed his eyes and stopped caring about the pain of burning himself

Concentrate and open the mind to the sea