C38 cultivation and concentration

At five o'clock.

With a gloomy face, Jian Dong flew above the outskirts for a long distance before finally calming down. As he slowly descended from the skies, he couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh as he thought about how he had snatched the concentration technique;

When he landed on the ground, he said, "Hm." Jian Dong held onto his chest and moaned in pain, his face immediately became deathly pale. He held onto a large tree with both hands and panted heavily, completely different from the state he was in in in the air!

"Stinking brat!" I've consumed so much of my soul power, and I'm still feeling proud of myself! Well? You must have suffered! " The ruthless voice of Saber Saint rang out.

Hearing this, Jian Dong slapped his head and sighed softly, "I really forgot about you!"

"Kid, your luck is good! If that girl really wants to fight, even if I'm around, I probably won't be her match! I didn't expect you to be so smart at such a critical moment.

"Hehe!" Jian Dong laughed dryly twice. Of course, he was also very satisfied with his own performance, and as he gently rubbed his forehead, how did the image in his mind freeze on Xie Rushuang's goddess-like appearance?

"Alright, stop wasting time! Immediately drip a drop of blood onto the yellow scroll! " The voice of Saber Saint turned anxious.

Hearing that, Jian Dong's eyes were wide open as he looked at the normal yellow scroll, then looked left and right. Coincidentally, above him, there was some dysentery climbing around a huge tree, the morning dew sprinkling on the dysentery surface, it was like the light of a blade, extremely dazzling.

After walking a few steps, Jian Dong randomly broke a branch from a tree, gritted his teeth and pierced it with his finger, then hurriedly placed the yellow scroll below him. With a "pa da" sound, a line of fresh red blood fell onto the yellow scroll's surface.

A surprising scene appeared!

The yellow scroll instantly underwent a transformation, transforming layer after layer of dark yellow, yellow, light yellow, white, all the way until it became a fragment of consciousness and entered his mind. The yellow scroll turned into a broken bamboo scroll, the old color was not interesting at all.

"Throw it away!" "The concentration technique is now completely in your mind. To put it bluntly, it has become one with you!"

"Ugh!" Jian Dong threw the trash bamboo scroll into the grass and clapped his hands: Then, should I go back to cultivate now?

"After a night of torture, I'm tired. I'm going to go into seclusion!" You should go back early and cultivate properly! "

"Old fart. That, master! Can we take a bit more back? There's still a long way to go! " Jian Dong's brows tightly knitted as he said in an unspeakably miserable voice.

"Let me remind you, if you learn this technique, there will be a flow of your mind. You can immediately break through to the sky realm!" "Cherish it, kid!"

"Hey!" "Hey, hey!" Jian Dong howled twice. Seeing that there was no news, he sighed heavily, carelessly touched his face, and silently walked forward.

There was still a long way to go before he reached his home.

In the morning.

Jian Dong had already returned to his room at the sword sect's gate. He happily took a bath, then impatiently climbed onto the wooden bed and stretched his body. At this time, he was no longer tired, quietly sat down with his legs crossed, and tried his best to remain calm.

Then, some strange characters started to float through his mind. One by one, they disappeared without a trace. Suddenly, an irresistible suction force came from the outside world, it directly penetrated Jian Dong's soul, as though it wanted to immediately absorb his soul!

A slightly warm feeling made it feel as if he was being wrapped by warm water. At the same time, this warm feeling was immediately isolated from the attractive force, and Jian Dong's soul consciousness was still inside his body, not being sucked away!

Being wrapped by this warm current, Jian Dong was no longer able to sense what was happening outside. There was even a sparrow chirping away from under the eaves, which did not have any effect on him!

This warmth slowly spread throughout his body, and the previous tiredness disappeared immediately. Like a baby absorbing those warm resources, Jian Dong's soul and spirit energy also continued to grow and recover, time passed by second by second.

Suddenly, Jian Dong felt that warmth disappeared, and at the same time, a very appropriate feeling slowly returned to him. He didn't know what it was, but this feeling was something that controlled his entire body.

Jian Dong suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out. At the same time, his hands trembled, and his muscles rapidly trembled.

Jian Dong crawled up and looked around, the excitement in his heart was hard to conceal, he subconsciously rubbed his hands together, his entire body was filled with power.

"There's finally a flow of consciousness!" I finally have my mind! "Hahahaha!" His innocent laughter resonated in the small hut, Jian Dong was cheering like a child, his heart was filled with joy!

After being happy for a while, Jian Dong recalled the words that Dao Sheng said before: Once I learn this technique, I can break through Heaven Stage?

Thinking about that, Jian Dong immediately sat down cross legged again, he concentrated, and closed his eyes!

His mind was currently the clearest, without any impurities. When he used his mind power to control his mind, this wave of mind power initially felt a little fearful, constantly surging backwards, not daring to come close.

However, as he continued to familiarize himself within his body, his mind gradually began to accept the control of the Mental Energy. It slowly gathered at the location of his heart, slowly merged, and gathered into a single point!

"Huhu, huff, huff, huff." Jian Dong's expression kept changing, going green and red.

A few wisps of green smoke continuously drifted out from his forehead. Beads of sweat flowed down his tender cheeks, dripping onto his knees and seeping into the cloth.

Following the continuous increase in his mental strength, Jian Dong's facial features and expression underwent slight changes. If he were to personally see it, he would definitely discover that his eyeballs had become much darker, his face had become lustful, and his lips seemed to be covered with a layer of red paint.

"Hu!" Taking a deep breath, Jian Dong looked at his palm with a serious expression. Because it was his first time controlling his mind, he was unable to control the fire at all, causing the blood vessels on the back of his hand to bulge, as if it would burst in the next second.

"I can obviously control my mind, but why can't I break through to the Heaven Stage?" Muttering to himself, Jian Dong was deeply suspicious of this, could it be that his plan was wrong?

What a pity! Right now, Sword Saint was definitely resting. Otherwise, with him here, he wouldn't have to take too many detours!

He stretched lazily and looked out the window at the blazing sun, which was about to rise. The dazzling light made him frown, the three wrinkles were like three small mountains and the ravine was clear. It was indeed a young old man!

"Knock knock."

Jian Dong was startled for a moment, then laughed helplessly: "It's already so early, who else would be knocking on the door?"

"Big brother Jian Dong, are you awake?" A sweet voice rang out. If it wasn't Brahma, who else could it be?

The corner of his mouth raised up into a smile, Jian Dong anxiously put on her shoes, tidied her clothes, opened the door, and a pair of cute dimples appeared on her beautiful face, Fan Yin smiled lightly: "Did I disturb you?"

"No." "Yes!" Jian Dong scratched his head.

"Then!" When Fan Yin raised his head to look at Jian Dong, he was suddenly stunned. His eyes were as sharp as iron stone as he stared at Jian Dong, his small mouth formed an "O" shape.