Chapter 4: Breaking the Shackles

"Not dead?" Cang Xushan woke up suddenly, ignoring the spittle on his face, rushed to the old man and asked in disbelief: "Father, you said that Xuanting is not dead?"

"You bastard, don't you know how to look at yourself? You have a heartbeat and a pulse, and you breathe well, is this a sign of a dead man? You bastard, you bullshit isn't a bastard. Please use this site to access. Is the head full of shit?" Cangbei scolded, and directly damaged his son into worthlessness.

"This ......" Cang Xushan didn't have time to pay attention to the old man's scolding on his body, he held Cang Xuanting's wrist, and his whole person almost trembled.

"Pulse! It's a pulse, and breathing, heartbeat, and life are all back. Alive! he's alive!" He couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl. After experiencing great sorrow and great joy, all this became a little unreal.

"I'll clean you up later. Cangbei Dao looked at his son who was crying with joy, and left after saying a word hatefully. Walking to the center of the courtyard, the old man wiped the corners of his eyes, and a trace of tears was skillfully wiped away. There has never been a moment so real in life.

After instructing Cang Xuanfeng to take care of Cang Xuanting, Cang Xushan left the small courtyard. As the patriarch, he must be held accountable for what happened in the morning.

Because of his son's death, he was heartbroken and irrational in his heartbreak, and now it is time to face the old man's punishment frankly.

"Whew!" Cang Xushan had just left the tea time, and Cang Xuanting slowly opened his eyes and spit out a long absence.

"Xuanting, you've finally woken up. Cang Xuanfeng rushed to the side of the bed, grabbed his brother's hand and choked up, "You know what? ”

"Big brother, the way you cry is really a. Cang Xuanting said, his nose was also sour.

In fact, he had already woken up. From the moment I entered this room, I had regained all consciousness. It's just that when he saw his father, who was so sad that he was almost desperate, he didn't know how to face it. The former is heartbroken and himself intact, which is simply difficult to explain.

"You kid, squeeze me when you wake up. Cang Xuanfeng's face was not dry with tears, but he smiled. Nothing is better than your brother alive.

"Big brother, I'm fine, I'm really fine. Cang Xuanting held his brother's hand and comforted him.

"Hmm!" Cang Xuanfeng nodded vigorously and cried with joy: "I know, you will definitely be fine." If our wishes have not been fulfilled, how can we die so easily. ”

"Wish!" Cang Xuanting's heart beat violently, "Yes! ”

"Big brother, there will always be a day when our wishes will come true, and our dreams are not far away. Cang Xuanting turned his head, and his eyes showed a brightness.

He has broken through that shackle, so he will definitely do his best to help his brother break through that barrier. They were once brothers who depended on each other, and they will be good robes in the future......

Two days later, Cang Xuanting finally couldn't hold back his ability to get out of bed and walk around.

In fact, there was no damage to him at all. It's just that because of the previous fake death, I had to make a serious appearance. Otherwise, neither the eldest brother nor his father would easily let go of that trace of doubt in their hearts.

During this period, the old man and the two elders, as well as several elders in the family, came to visit. In addition to asking the reason, he was also a lot kinder. He didn't know why it was all so different, but he was happy to enjoy it. After all, this feeling has been a long time ago.

"Xuanting, I'll go around the martial arts field, you can rest in the courtyard first!" Cang Xuanfeng walked out of his house and said to Cang Xuanting in the courtyard.

He smiled and nodded, and said, "Go, I'll take care of myself." ”

Cang Xuanfeng, at the age of fifteen, not counting the time when he was a child, he went to the martial arts arena almost every day to watch others practice. It's been more than ten years, and there are few absences. Except for Cangxuanting, no one knew his heart that was eager to cultivate.

When Cang Xuanfeng's figure disappeared from the courtyard gate, Cang Xuanting's eyes suddenly burst out with a piercing light.

"Big brother, you won't be disappointed. So saying, he hurried back to his house.

""Tearing the Heavenly Divine Formula", he was extremely eager for this moment. The trajectory of his life changed abruptly, and he was no longer the same person he used to be. Now, his hope is within reach.

"Let's get up!" cried out to the heart, and he crossed his knees and closed his eyes.

"Tearing the heavens is against the sky. Tear the sky with your hands, and destroy with your hands. "Ten big characters, clearly depicting the scroll of the soul.

Excited, Cang Xuanting was almost trembling with excitement. Giving up everything, the domineering spirit contained in the cross of light, as well as the kind of self-sacrificing contempt, is enough to prove its strength.

Putting aside the origin of the Venerable Heart and the great benefits it brought to him, he completely immersed himself in his first cultivation.

The quaint pattern clearly depicts the complicated running acupuncture points. Cang Xuanting memorized them one by one, and did not withdraw from the soul sea until he was sure that all the acupuncture points and veins were completely memorized.

"Qihai Acupoint, Shenque Acupoint, Qihai Yu Acupoint, Zhangmen Acupoint, Guan Yuan Acupoint, Ji Acupoint, Jiyin Yu Acupoint, Qimen Acupoint, Juque Acupoint. "The aura cultivation foundation of this "Tearing Heaven Divine Technique" is completely different from the several Cangjia recipes that Cangxuanting has seen.

The recipe of the Cang family is to condense the aura of the dantian through several acupuncture points, and then improve the density of the aura to meet the breakthrough requirements of the realm, and then advance.

And this "Tearing the Sky Divine Formula" is completely different. It records acupuncture points, and every time it breaks through, it is a grade. What they represent is the cultivation level of the Reiki. And this is only the beginning of cultivation.

Compared to other formulas, it is an extreme. If there is only one dantian for the cyclone cultivated by other spells, then there is enough one in the qi sea dantian, including it. Its starting point is also the dantian, but its radiation is in all directions, completely breaking the shackles of ordinary methods.

It's hard to imagine how amazing it can be when an acupuncture point is completely filled with aura. A dantian, perhaps there is only such a magical exercise in this world.

"Whew!" exhaled deeply, he began to sink all his thoughts, completely restrained the fluctuations in his heart, and began today's cultivation.

When it comes to cultivation, he is actually no stranger. Not to mention anything else, he himself has cultivated no less than thousands of times. In the past, no matter how he cultivated, he couldn't store the aura of the outside world. And this time, his feelings told him that he could make it.

According to the breath requirements of the formula, slowly, after half an hour of preparation, he finally entered the realm of desirelessness.

"Whew, breathe, breathe......" Breath gradually entered the stability necessary for cultivation, and the inner world began to tend to be absolutely calm.

At this moment, a faint airflow appeared in Dantianzhi. The senses of cultivation clearly felt its existence, and although it was weak, it was solid.

"It worked!" the eyelids fluttered. No one can describe Cangxuanting's mood. Ten years of anticipation, one day of success. He had been waiting for this moment for thousands of days.

Trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, he continued to control the peace of his heart, controlled the aura that had just been generated, and then ran according to the route of the formula.

As he absorbed it again and again, his senses slowly became clearer and clearer. As he perceived, a trace of heaven and earth aura passed through the epidermis and cells of his body, and was constantly seeping into the dantian. Every time a trace of aura is absorbed, the aura of the dantian will happily meet it, and then become one with it and gradually grow.

Time passes. Nearly two hours later, the basic guidance of "Tearing the Heavenly Divine Formula" finally completed a big cycle. With the continuous efforts of these two hours, the airflow at the dantian has increased significantly. But at this moment, external factors suddenly interrupted his cultivation.

"Squeak!" The door of the small courtyard was suddenly pushed open, and Cang Xuanfeng walked in.

Cang Xuanting opened his eyes suddenly, and his black pupils were full of shock. Just now, just now, his senses clearly reflected everything in the yard.

Cang Xuanfeng pushed the door, and even his steps, and even his expression, appeared in his mind at a glance.

"Cultivation! It turns out that this is the world of cultivators. Shocked inwardly, his eyes were staring at the air in front of him without blinking.

In the air, which he couldn't see or touch, he saw a lot of free particles drifting. That little bit of light exuded a faint trace of spiritual power. These particles are actually the aura floating in the outside world. The aura can be seen with the naked eye, and it is so shocking.

"Xuanting, I'm back!" Cang Xuanfeng slammed the room open.

Cang Xuanting woke up suddenly, suppressed the shock in his heart, and pretended to be about to get up. Before he achieved cultivation, he would never allow the secrets on his body to be revealed.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Cang Xuanfeng walked up and asked.

Shaking his head, Cang Xuanting smiled and said, "No." All I feel is power. ”

Power! is real power. Even if Cang Xuanfeng didn't believe it, he really didn't lie.

"Alright! The food has been delivered. I had people put it in the yard and we went out to eat. Cang Xuanfeng smiled and slapped his shoulder, turned around and walked out of the room.

Cang Xuanting got up and slowly stretched out his right hand. In an instant, there was a faint drumming in the air above his palm.

The light of his eyes flickered, and he withdrew his hands, his body full of a peculiar aura.

On the stone table in the courtyard, a few side dishes and two plays of rice were steaming.

Although the brothers moved out of the Cang family, their daily meals were still delivered by the Cang family. After all, the two of them are the young masters of the Cang family, and at least there is still a life.

After eating, Cang Xuanting told the eldest brother that he needed to rest and asked him not to disturb him, and then returned to the house. Locking the door, he immersed himself in cultivation again. He's wasted nearly a decade and won't waste a moment of his time again.

"This guy, why is he so weird today?" In the courtyard, Cang Xuanfeng looked at the locked door and couldn't help but mutter......

The boy crossed his knees, and bursts of air fluctuations appeared all over his body. Beneath the robe with a drum and a wave of robes, there is a vigorous force. As he breathed out again and again, the aura of air flow became more and more intense. Finally, after three hours of cultivation, the aura around his body shook violently and suddenly dissipated invisible.

At this time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Four grades of aura!" Cang Xuanting's eyes burned with a scorching light, and his heart was extremely excited. tongzhi;