After some admonition, Yang Jing left the room with a kind smile on his face.

"Condensing the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate the vitality, even if I can't break through from now on, but I am also a cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm with vitality, and I practice... I'm never going to stop. ”

Looking at the door for a moment, his right palm snapped and pressed vigorously on the table.

"I can't let my mother bear so much alone, and what if I fail again and again? Even if I don't have a drop of strength left, I can't be an outsider. ”

"It's a big deal... If you choose to become a monk, you have to dare to fight with the sky, the earth, and the strong... And my mother is even more right, I have to fight with myself..."

Baring his teeth, he went to the bed and sat cross-legged.

The fists clenched involuntarily, the bone joints were almost rubbing, and Yang Zhen suddenly felt deep self-blame: "Could it be that I am too eager for quick success? Now my strength can't reach the Transformation Yuan Realm, at most it's the 'Qi Vein Realm'..."

The realm of monks is based on the qi vein realm, mortals activate the qi through special methods, forge the physical body, and finally cultivate the qi veins in the body through the practice of qigong, and step into the first realm qi vein realm, but there are nine major ladders in a realm, and they continue to break through from one mystic change to nine mystical changes.

Yang Zhen was only twelve years old three years ago....

It is no exaggeration to describe the twelve-year-old Yang Zhen as a blockbuster, he broke the Nine Mysterious Changes of the Qi Vein at this age and stepped into the Huayuan Realm, thus attracting the Heavenly Tribulation, causing the whole world of the Wuji Sect to shake, and the sect immediately sent a messenger to the Yang family to welcome Yang Zhen to the mountain to practice in front of many families.

There is a world of difference between the Qi Pulse Realm and the Transformation Yuan Realm.

It is estimated that in the entire Yang family, only the patriarch Yang Jing is in the Huayuan Realm, and the other elders and high-level officials are in the Qi Pulse Realm, and Yang Zhen, a twelve-year-old child, actually broke this rule and cultivated the Huayuan Realm.

The Yang family was born for thousands of years, and there has never been such a genius.

Not to mention that the Yang family looked at the Wuji Sect, and the five major forces in the Qianlong Continent that were more powerful than the Wuji Sect, there had never been such a rare seedling in the world.

"But I feel that it was because I cultivated this 'Heavenly Book' that caused me to lose my strength, not because of the failure of the breakthrough..."

I don't know when, the previous black cheatbook appeared in Yang Zhen's hand again.

There is not a single word on it in the cheats, only some black dots with small tails.

This secret book was accidentally discovered by him when he was selecting exercises in the garbage corner of the treasure house of Wuji Sect, and he heard a disciple say that the Book of Heaven is a piece of garbage, and there is not a word on it.

But when Yang Zhen opened it, he not only saw the mysterious tadpole text, but also translated it into a qigong article called 'No Words Formula'.

Qigong.

Gas.

The source of all things, the essence of the earth, all things need qi, especially life.

Cultivating the truth is also practicing qi.

The secret method of cultivating the truth is called qigong, and the qigong Mahayana can break the mountain, step on the long river, fly in the sky, and it is rumored that he can live forever.

For example, a qi practitioner like Yang Zhen, through the cultivation of secret methods, will have the ability to ride in the air, climb rocks with bare hands, hear all directions, use the sword to vaporize, and the ability to vaporize fierce beasts, and even more powerful people use qigong to blow a mountain to ashes in one breath.

One breath can raise the dead and bring all things back to life.

"There are only three days, if you can't find enough yuan stones by then, the Yang family will be in trouble... I can't just sit back and wait, even if my luck will let the last bit of vitality in people's hiding be dissipated, I have to try again, and people will fight for a breath..."

"Gather gas, gather gas..."

Suddenly, he put his hands together and put the book of heaven in his palms.

A faint breath poured out from his body, and these breaths poured into the heavenly book in his palms, but he didn't expect this book to slowly push his hands away, and when he opened the page, there was a color like a starry sky, and there was not a word.

But soon there was a strange 'tadpole text' on it.

There were more and more tadpole texts, and Yang Zhen began to wave his arms, and his hands made various handprints along with the tadpole texts.

After a long time, a cloud-like aura appeared around him, and poured into his body from his skin.

But soon a surprising silver-white aura oozed from his skin and hair.

This is the vitality condensed in the monk's body, it is the root of qi, and as he continues to absorb the breath of the outside world, the speed at which the silver-white vitality seeps out of the skin becomes more and more terrifying.

"Urging the wordless recipe can absorb any aura in nature... But I still can't gather qi in the human hiding and scatter my strength... The vitality is still seeping out to the outside world..."

As the tadpoles appeared densely, the speed of stamping also accelerated, and more breath seeped out from the skin, hair, palms, and feet.

At first, it was a thread, and then it was a strand.

"Gather, gather, can't disperse, can't... scattered..."

As the terror of the vitality seeped out, Yang Zhen was so anxious that his eyes were red and his neck was thick, and he tried his best to stop the qi dispersion, but even if he stopped practicing, it still had no effect on the qi dispersion, so he regretted it.

"Poof!"

In the afternoon, the room was full of silver-white vitality, and then Yang Zhen's breathing was out of breath, he was sweating all over, and the vitality that seeped out of his body was no longer silver-white but blood-red.

Then his body shook, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and finally when he was about to seal, his eyes suddenly flickered, and the whole person lost his balance.

After struggling a few times, he finally fell off the bed weakly, and at this moment, he turned into blood-red vitality and dispersed his body at an even more alarming speed.

Seeing the crazy dispersal at this moment, he didn't understand why he stopped cultivating, and his vitality continued to infiltrate and disappear outward.

"Young Master!"

The subordinates heard the movement, and they couldn't see Yang Zhen go out in the afternoon, so the subordinates were already curious, and then they pushed open the door together and saw Yang Zhen fainting on the ground, and the subordinates were all pale and colorless with fright.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yang Zhen, who was in a daze, slowly opened his eyes, feeling that everything in front of him was white, and after a while, he saw himself lying on the bed.

Mother Yang Jing stood aside with his subordinates, especially his mother was injecting a wonderful breath into his eyebrows.

Yang Jing came to the side and wiped his sweat for Yang Zhen: "You let your mother really don't worry, let you stop practicing, now your vitality is completely lost, fortunately, you found it in time, otherwise your life will be gone." ”

The guilt made Yang Zhen tremble: "All the vitality of the human treasure and the meridians is exuding through the muscle layer, and I am now... It's not even as good as a martial arts practitioner...?"

"You are now focusing on taking care of your body, and you take good care of your son. ”

At this moment, Yang Jing seemed to be a little angry, more anxious.

After arranging the next person, he left the room alone.

After a while, Yang Zhen also let his subordinates leave, and when he had the spirit, he immediately checked his body and found that there was indeed no trace of vitality left in his body.

Completely became a mortal.

Sure enough, I still can't condense my breath, instead... Forced cultivation caused no trace of vitality in the body, and from then on, he could no longer perform qigong, let alone cultivate the truth.

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which made Yang Zhen depressed for a long time.

"Book from the sky... No words... You've hurt me. ”

Drink some water and sit up slowly, and find the wordless book in one side of the coat.

I really want to smash the 'scourge' to pieces, out of sight and out of mind.