Chapter 55 Practice

Qin Yan was locked in a servant's room, and there were two guards outside. Lin Muyao ordered him to meditte in the room for two days and ordered everyone not to bring him food and water.

It seems that the eldest lady hates Qin Yan's secret behavior, but the two-day non-drinking and food are nothing for him, and the conditions of the Lin family's servant's room are also good, with bright light and a bed. Compared with the Black Mountain Cave in the Pos Gate, it is simply heaven.

This is in line with Qin Yan's wish. He can't wait for Lin Muyao to ignore him from now on, so that he can safely heal his wounds until he fully recovers.

He sat cross-legged on **, controlling the little remaining spiritual power running in the body, turning around the days and limbs, coming out of the sea of knowledge, entering through the spiritual platform, and cycling over and over again. At the same time, it also runs the whole body's blood and absorbs and shrinks in 160 life skills.

Although it is one-hearted and two-purpose, his mental strength is mainly on the operation of Han blood power. After all, blood flows with his own blood, which is closely related to his own life. If he doesn't pay attention, he will have to follow in the footsteps of Brother Huang Fan.

He closed his eyes and looked inside and saw a wisp of red bloodline connecting the network of blood vessels, and split into countless small blood vessels at the end of the major blood vessels, connecting the outline of the whole body. One hundred and sixty key tips are distributed all over the body, like knots on the rope, which are the key nodes connected by major bloodlines, among which the heart is the thickest. Need not to say, the importance of the heart is also the center of all life networks. If you want to stimulate blood power, you have to start from the heart and control the expansion of the heart, and then promote the operation of blood gas. If you are not careful, you may put your life on it. This is why no one has been able to cultivate the blood power to a great success for hundreds of years. Han blood is a skill to break life. Whether it is practicing or fighting with others, it is at the cost of losing one's own life. Brother Huang Fan's death at a young age has no reason for this.

To practice blood, you must calm down and not be anxious at all. At this moment, Qin Yan got rid of all distractions and devoted himself to the formula. With the operation of Han blood power, the blood qi is growing little by little, and the spiritual power is slowly growing under the instinct of powerful divine consciousness.

This is an extremely boring job, repeating the same action over and over again, but you can't slack off at all. Qin Yan devoted himself to it, completely forgot the external things, and immersed himself in an indescribable state. Silent light, happy and sad, free from all human emotions and constraints, but this feeling is so comfortable, with a little nameless pleasure, it seems that it will last forever. This is a state between dreaming and waking up, and his strength is being replenished at a slow and firm speed.

I don't know how long it took, he was suddenly awakened by a roaring thunder in the sky and escaped from Zen. Consciousness returned to his heart again, and he was surprised to find that the blood in his body had grown to a very strong level, which was almost the same as when he was not injured. He was not in a hurry to open his eyes, but carefully incorporated blood into his life. After completing this dangerous work, he had time to check the recovery of spiritual power. However, the spiritual power has also returned to a turbulent and magnificent situation, such as rivers, which are running endlessly in the veins of the body.

That's great. This feeling of regaining power is really great!

He closed his eyes and felt the outside world. He saw countless light rushing into his body in the dark, but there was a moonlight on his chest that was weakening the fluctuation of power, which not only made the spiritual power increased by his cultivation more pure and refined, but also made his sharp sword-like edge no longer reveal to the four directions without hesitation--< /P>

Wait, what's wrong with the light on my chest? Shouldn't the central hub of controlling spiritual power be the sea of knowledge? When did you get such a thing in your chest? That's where the heart is. It is the top priority of blood cultivation, but it has nothing to do with the "royal weapon" - is it possible that the young master unconsciously changed the operation center of spiritual power to the heart in the process of practicing blood...

The more Qin Yan thought about it, the more afraid he became, and a layer of fine sweat oozed from his forehead. After such a mess, there is no trouble. I'm really a big man!

What should I do now? With such a mass of things in my chest, can the imperial art be used normally?

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door. Qin Yan raised his waist alertly, and his consciousness spontaneously spread out, reflecting all the situation outside in the sea of consciousness.

is Lin Muyao, next to her is Mu Chengxue, followed by He Zhongyi, Bai Lang and others. Are they here to take him away? Qin Yan frowned, and now his body has such a strange shape. He doesn't want to go anywhere until he figure it out. We have to find a way to anger this young lady...

I only heard Lin Muyao ask, "How is his situation?"

A bodyguard replied, "Miss, he has been sitting ** all day without making any sound. He is probably practicing internal skills."

It's only been a day. Qin Yan was a little surprised. According to his estimate, it would have took at least two days to recover his strength. It seems that the thing in the chest stimulates the growth of blood and spiritual power at the same time, which is not a good thing...

I heard Lin Muyao sneer again: "After sitting all day without eating or drinking, that guy is quite patient! I'd like to see how his so-called road to seek Tao is going!"

She waved her hand, and the bodyguard opened a small window on the door, and the scene in the room was clear. Qin Yan immediately felt several eyes falling on his face, and a burning sight made his face hot. He closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, hoping that the young ladies would leave quickly after reading it, so as not to affect his cultivation plan.

"Yo, it's quite decent!" Lin Muyao's ridicule came to his ears, "Sunzi Qin, Xue'er came to visit you. Don't you look at her?"

Qin Yan sighed in his heart. They came here deliberately and would definitely not leave at a glance. It seems that I still have to sacrifice my image to stimulate this young lady.

He opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, glanced at Lin Muyao's face behind the small window, and said, "It's normal for Miss Mu to come to see me, but I didn't want Miss Lin to come too. It really flattered me! Since the young lady is here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Lin Muyao's face flashed with anger and said coldly, "Don't show off in front of me. Let me ask you, how are you doing? Have you realized your mistakes?

"Haha, the young lady is joking. How can I be wrong? Hasn't the young master heard of Mr. Qin's claim that he never makes mistakes? If that thing is wrong, it must be you, Miss Mu, or Mr. He's fault. Anyway, it's definitely not my fault.

Lin Muyao smiled angrily: "What a shameless boy. I will give you some face. You really want to open a dyeing workshop..." Mu Chengxue gently pulled her hand next to her, which eased her mood slightly. Her eyes turned a few times and said, "You put on such a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, just want to Do you want to stay here and continue to practice? I just won't let you do what you want! Second and third, pull him out!"

After the door opened, He Zhongyi and Bai Lang rushed in like a wolf. Bai Lang put his palm on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, please get up!"

Originally, Qin Yan had almost recovered his skills, but he didn't know what the function of the group of things on his chest was. If he used his spiritual power rashly, it might have bad consequences. Therefore, although he had been scolded in his heart for a long time, he did not resist and was obediently escorted by the two.

Lin Muyao walked in front of him, raised her head and hummed heavily, sneering, "You continue to be horizontal! I don't have the power to bind chickens, but I'm still proud of being like this. It's really hard for you to live to this age.

Since the small abacus has been seen, it is useless no matter how profitable it is. Qin Yan then changed to another tone: "Miss, to tell you the truth, my cultivation is at a critical juncture, and I really can't leave. Your excellency has a lot, just give me another half a day to understand this wish. At that time, if you want to kill, I will never complain!" Hey hey, when the young master comes all the way out of Qingweiju, the sea and the sky, who can stop it!

"If you want to kill, there will be no complaint?" Lin Muyao repeated his sentence, circled around him twice, looked up and down, and finally returned to Mu Chengxue, "What do you think?"

After a day and night, Muchengxue has recovered from the depression, at least from the surface there is no difference. Her smile is still gentle: "There is no need to force others. Since Mr. Qin doesn't want to leave, let him stay here.

Qin Yan was overjoyed. Miss Mu is really the best. I will never forget the debt I owe you.

At this time, I saw Lin Muyao looking over with a smile: "Are you hungry?"