"Ah no, it's not right at all, it's absolutely not right!" A strong cry sounded in Xin Ran's heart. He is a demon. This should be a magical world, this is probably an eternal wonder that can be encountered but not sought, such a person will definitely not die like this! However, where is the way out? Xin Ran racked his brains and searched for dry intestines. But it's at a loss. I can't even move my fingers, what else can I do?

I am now a living dead, there is nothing, and what is left of the whole person is just a thought, 、、、、、、 right in one breath、、、、、、!

Suddenly, Xin Ran suddenly realized. If you can move, you have to whip yourself up! You still have qi to use, and you can turn your thoughts. With the exercises he has in his chest, how can he not find a way to recover. So, Xin Ran desperately used his brain to find the inner exercises in his memory.

Suddenly, a set of songs appeared in Xin Ran's mind: sit with your eyes closed, hold your hands and meditate on your mind. Knock on the teeth thirty-six, and hold Kunlun with both hands.

The drums of the sky are sounded left and right, and the twenty-four degrees are heard. Swing the pillar slightly. The red dragon stirs the water, drums and gargles thirty-six, and the mouth is full of divine water. One bite is divided into three swallows, and the dragon and tiger run by themselves. Hold your breath and rub your hands hot, and rub your back against the door. With all this breath, I want to burn the Nabhi Chakra. Rotate left and right. Put your feet stretched, fork your hands and support them with both voids, and lower your head and climb your feet. To Hou Shenshui, then gargle and swallow again, so three times, the divine water is swallowed nine times, swallowed gurgling, and the veins are self-adjusted. After the river car was transported, I wanted to get angry and burn myself. The mantra is 12 paragraphs, and the meridian is forward. Diligence is uninterrupted, and all diseases are turned into dust.

Xin Ran was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed the song recipe and began to cultivate, but he was stupid again. He can't move now, and he can't meditate, knock his teeth, or swallow saliva. Xin Ran fell into despair again.

After a long time, Xin Ran was in despair, bored, and suddenly thought of the idea that he had the idea of demon cultivation, so he could cultivate the idea. Immediately, he began to fantasize that there was a little person in him. A villain who is exactly like himself, is cultivating internal strength.

Xin Ran fantasized according to the song, letting the villain cultivate step by step. The fantasy villain, when he cultivated, there was no obstacle at all, and soon a week passed. Xin Ran is becoming more and more proficient, the villain is becoming clearer and clearer, and the speed of cultivation is getting faster and faster.

One week passed, and another passed...... I don't know how many hundreds of weeks have passed.

Suddenly, in Xin Ran's stomach, there seemed to be a flame, and the fire in his stomach was burning、、、、、、

"Damn, I can't move, I'm hungry, what 、、、、、、can I do," Xin Ran wailed.

"Wow, my tongue can move、、、、、、" Xin Ran exclaimed. No, the fire in the stomach is not hungry, but for another reason、、、、、、

Xin Ran couldn't help but tremble. It's not hunger in the stomach, it's qi, it's internal qi. Xin Ran sat up unconsciously, carried his bad legs and feet with his hands, and sat cross-legged. Follow the mantra and practice earnestly. No, I can't move, how can I be able to cultivate again? Xin Ran suddenly realized this. There was a muffled sound in his stomach, the burning breath scattered, and Xin Ran was stiff and unable to move.

"I'm going to 、、、、、、 and go crazy again、、、、、、 Xin Ran really wants to cry without tears, and he wants to laugh silently. Xin Ran sat dumbfounded for I don't know how long, and then cheered up again, starting from the fantasy villain, and cultivating one week after another.

Xin Ran didn't know how long time had passed, and the old woman who brought him food came again. The old woman screamed at first, clapping her eyes tightly closed, and her whole body stiffened and her legs were meditating. Then he touched Xin Ran's pulse again, and then tested his snort. Finally ran away screaming.

After a long while, two strong men came, who also probed the pulse, tried to breathe, and finally shook their heads and sighed, and slipped Xin Ran, who was as stiff as a stone, out of the cave. The two strong men were really good, wandering around to find a feng shui treasure for Xin Ran, and laboriously dug a pit and put Xin Ran in it. A strong man wanted to put Xin Ran flat, but he couldn't do it.

"Forget it. Since he wants to sit and walk, let him do as he pleases. Another strong man said. The strong man who wanted to put Xin Ran flat, according to the words of his companions, sat Xin Ran in the pit. The two strong men brought some large stone slabs and covered them. It can be regarded as burying Xin Ran. The old woman also cried twice. It's the end of Xin Ran.

Xin Ran's voice was broken, I was still alive、、、、、、 but no one paid attention to him and buried him alive. Xin Ran was completely speechless, and wanted to laugh wildly, but he couldn't make a sound. At this moment, Xin Ran has no sorrow, just wants to laugh, wants to laugh, wants to laugh loudly. But I can only think about it, and I can't do it at all. If he can die now, Xin Ran will definitely not live another second and die directly!

This god is too capable of tossing people! Even if you are below the emperor, and let the gods do it, your brother will not play with you. It's not that there is no ambition, it's that I can't stand such stimulation. However, despite Xin Ran's resentment, he couldn't even die. Helpless and bored, Xin Ran began to fantasize about the villain again, and cultivated week after week.

I don't know how long it took, Xin Ran suddenly felt that the tail bone seemed to be heating up.

Xin Ran was ecstatic, just about to cheer. Xin Ran cruelly and ruthlessly strangled his ecstatic mood in the bud. Strive to calm your mind and calm down, and strive to be neither sad nor happy, not angry or angry. So as not to go mad again.

Xin Ran used all his strength to calm himself down. Focus your thoughts and feel your tail bones. Xin Ran felt that a stream of heat rose from the ground and rushed upwards along his tail bone. It rushes through the spine, is blocked by the cervical spine, and accumulates in the spine. A riot is brewing.

Xin Ran was afraid that this hot air would rush into his mind, and if he washed out his brain, he would be finished! He hurriedly tried to mobilize this hot air with his mind and run towards the dantian. But this air flow does not listen to the call. Xin Ran was in a hurry, concentrated all his thoughts, and desperately tried his best to guide this air flow towards the dantian.

Boom, Xin Ran seemed to hear a muffled thunderous sound, and the tail bone seemed to explode. The air flow rioted, split into two strands, and each struck the legs. Xin Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, it's a bad leg, it's just crushed, that's what it's all about.

Suddenly, hot 、、、、、、 numbness、、、、、、 swelling、、、、、、 sour、、、、、、 hot 、、、、、、 and other sensations came like a tsunami.