Vital energy that was far more powerful than he thought began to flow and change in Qi Wuhuo's body.

Along with the rapid increase of his vital energy, a mysterious and boundless feeling emerged in Qi Wuhuo's heart.

It was as if the sense of time that had once been erased had resurfaced.

Qi Wuhuo was now certain that he had indeed been meditating for a year.

It's on that river.

Recalling this, the teacher at that time smiled and said to him: "...It is just getting dark now, and you can't waste such good time. I have told you before that there is a time limit for collecting and refining essence or breathing in and out essence. If you exceed the time limit, it will harm your body. However, since you have eaten some good food today, there will be no time limit..."

“See how long you can meditate.”

At that time, the old man's smile was full of gentleness and expectation.

It seemed that he really wanted to see how long Qi Wuhuo could meditate and how much perseverance he had.

Qi Wuhuo treated it as just one or two hours, and then he meditated attentively, slowly entering a state of oblivion of both himself and the world.

Although he felt uncomfortable, the teacher didn't call him, so he thought it was just an illusion and it didn't last long.

He just kept telling himself to hold on a little longer. The old man didn't call him, so it must be that time had not come yet. He didn't feel hungry or tired, and he forgot about everything else and the passing of time. He was simply moving his Qi, breathing and meditating. Perhaps even the old man himself had never thought that Qi Wuhuo could really continue meditating under such circumstances.

But afterwards, his own understanding of the passage of time was concealed by the old man.

He just thought he was meditating for a day.

In fact, he actually meditated on that river for a year.

The young Taoist had a good understanding and immediately realized what was about to happen.

Vitality is like water.

Without realizing that he had been meditating for a year, his own spiritual nature and his soul, which was far more powerful than his vital energy cultivation, were like a dam, naturally blocking his vital energy.

And after he broke through the [obstacle of knowledge and views] left by his teacher.

Like a dam opening.

The accumulated water naturally pours out quickly.

Qi Wuhuo still remembered seeing a story in his dream. After Bi Gan’s heart was dug out, he asked others if people could survive without a heart.

The man replied, vegetables can live without hearts, but people will die without hearts, so Bi Gan will die.

This is called "obstacle".

Unexpectedly, I also encountered a similar practice situation.

At this moment, so much vital energy is circulating in the body, and it cannot be controlled smoothly for a while.

The young Taoist felt that his body was getting more and more uncomfortable, almost bursting. His own spirit kept reminding Qi Wuhuo that he had to meditate and practice immediately, otherwise he might make a mistake. He reluctantly stood up. The old man also stood up and looked at Qi Wuhuo's appearance, wondering, "Ah, young Taoist, you..."

"Why are you so pale?!"

"Did the acupuncture just now consume your vital energy?!"

Qi Wuhuo reluctantly said: "No, nothing, it's just that I have something to do..."

Even at this moment he did not disturb others. He just staggered into the woodshed, closed the door, and said, "I have something to do... First, I'll borrow this place for a while." He finished reluctantly, stuck the bolt, and could no longer hold on. He sat down on the wet firewood, and the vitality in his body surged uncontrollably.

The young Taoist's whole body was filled with energy.

It makes her look like an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world.

Hazy and vague.

It was as if I was back in the time when I was meditating on that boat.

Qigong and meditation consume essence, even if it is an orthodox practice of Taoism, it should not be done excessively every day.

Qi Wuhuo's qigong and meditation practice lasted for a whole year without interruption for a single day.

Now we are finally harvesting the harvest.

Qi Wuhuo formed the Dao seal with his hands, forced himself to sit cross-legged, lowered his eyes, calmed his mind, and breathed in and out.

【Controlling Qi with Spirit】

The powerful foundation of the soul that had been formed after the Yellow Millet Dream began to flow, controlling the vital energy that had burst out after a full year of non-stop meditation. It began to flow in the body, slowly digesting the gains from a year of meditation. Compared with his own soul after the Yellow Millet Dream, the boy's essence and energy were much weaker.

It is also improving rapidly.

…

“Where are the people?!”

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?!"

"Zhao! Put it down! Put it down right now! This meat bun is not for you, idiot!"

"Woo, woo, woo" (You bought it for me!)

"Eat it again! If you eat it again, I'll hang you up and beat you into eighteen different positions and then stuff your mouth with straw!"

The men in the land temple were still arguing, and all kinds of curse words that they heard from nowhere were spewing out like beads. Suddenly, there was a clicking sound, and everyone stopped fighting for the meat buns. They were all stunned, their bodies did not move, only their eyes moved, and they looked at each other, all suspicious: "Did you hear any noise?"

“It seems so.”

"Hiss... Is this place going to collapse?"

Everyone looked around and was startled by the cracking sound. They turned around and saw that the statue representing the local land god was cracking. Fine dust was sliding down with a crackling sound, and the change trend was becoming more and more drastic. At first it was fine dust, then stones, and finally accompanied by a loud bang, the land statue was shattered.

boom!!!!

The statue collapsed.

The beggars were shocked and shouted, and they all retreated. When the dust settled, they saw that the platform of the land temple was empty and only ruins remained. The three wisps of fragrance were still coming slowly, and could not be blown away by the wind, but just went upwards, seeming to be indescribably ancient and distant.

The man stared at it in a daze. For some reason, he had a vague absurd idea in his mind.

It doesn't look like it has collapsed due to years of disrepair.

It seems more like...

It seemed as if the God of Land could not bear this courtesy.

I can't stand these three incense sticks.

…

The residence of the earth gods deep in the earth veins gathered many earth gods. There was tea on the table, but it was not like the past, where people talked about mysteries and the atmosphere was relaxed. Many mountain gods were wearing solemn clothes, and their expressions became complicated. After a long time, a tall man came hurriedly and said, "For some reason, Juyun Peak suddenly blew a strong wind."

"My home was blown away over 300 miles!"

"I came back specially to look for it."

He explained why he was late, and seeing the expressions of the crowd, he said, "Brother Zhou, are you really unable to bear it?"

The expressions of many earth gods were somewhat complicated.

Then the mountain god of Juyun Peak calmed down.

He frowned slightly and looked at the old man in the middle. He was wearing a royal blue satin cloak with landscape patterns, hundreds of bats and butterflies embroidered on it. He was wearing green satin official boots and a jade belt around his waist. He looked very majestic. The God of Juyun Peak came forward to salute and said, "Lord Lingmiao, don't you have any solution?"

He is none other than the leader of all the mountains and rivers in Zhongzhou. He has been given a title by the gods of the earth, and is the most compassionate and merciful man in Zhongzhou, gathering clouds and spiritual wonders.

He is over two thousand years old, has extensive knowledge, and has a high level of cultivation.

However, upon hearing this, Lord Ling Miao only sighed and said, "What else can we do?"

"Ordinary land gods and mountain gods only have a lifespan of three to five hundred years. They are called Xiao Xiaoyao. When people leave, they leave their marks. There are others who follow their fate. After getting the seal, they continue to perform the duties of the land god. If the land god is unwilling to die, he can either practice well or follow the path of incense and gather the power of incense."

"Practicing is too hard, and the incense always comes much faster."

“So he took a shortcut.”

“Taking shortcuts is not a problem.”

"But he was easily influenced by others back then, and his spiritual power was the most obvious, so the incense he collected became more and more diverse."

"What we seek is fame and profit."

"The more miracles he showed, the more people came to pray for him. It was because of all the desires in people's hearts that the incense offerings were naturally mixed. In the end, no one really worshipped him sincerely. Isn't this because he was corroded by the poison of the incense? His own cultivation was not enough, and his life span had already come to an end. This was the only way..."

Lord Lingmiao sighed and said:

"In the final analysis, the incense and fire kind of thing, their cultivation comes too quickly, their foundation is not stable, and it is not the right way."

"It's too late to practice hard now and cultivate yourself through the earth veins."

"I'm afraid today is the day when my life will end."

Upon hearing this, many earth gods felt sad. They felt sorry for their own kind, especially for a friend they had worked with for hundreds of years. It was their responsibility to see him off on his final journey. There were slight noises coming from inside the house. Everyone looked at each other and went in together. They saw the earth god lying on the bed, looking very old.

Your life span is about to end.

Suddenly, there were several crackling sounds, and the statue in front of the old landowner's mansion shattered.

Everyone looked gloomy.

"It's about to fall..."

Suddenly, there were three pillars of fragrance from the sky, their color was clear and pure.

Come slowly.