The ancient calendar divides the day and begins in the sub-half.

When it is positive.

In the well, under the thousands, Fang Yin's back against the wall stone was temporarily rested.

Rowing down all the way, it was time-consuming and laborious, the body was tired, and the spirit was even more depressed, so I had to rest, rest and rest.

But it's not cold, the warmth and yang nature of the old ginseng is enough to withstand the biting cold.

It is not dark, and the light of the pearl shines brightly.

There is only pressure, which is always a problem.

No hurry, no hurry, buoyancy is not a problem, pressure is not a problem, Fang Yin will have a way, I will tell you right away-

In an hour and a half, it has reached a depth of 1,000 people, and remember.

After resting for half an hour, the shellless turtle moved its hands and feet, and slowly paddled down.

Just paddle, slide slowly, go deep, go deep.

At this time.

The pores are closed, and the fetus is not transported, Fang Yin has become smaller, and the body has become smaller, firmer, firmer, and denser.

Why is it so difficult for a living person to dive into the water?

Why can a dead person sink to the bottom?

Because of an extra breath.

The current Fang Yin didn't have this breath.

Why can stones sink to the bottom of the sea?

Why is wood so hard to sink into water?

Because the density is greater than you.

Underscore.

Underscore.

Slowly swipe down.

It is possible to ventilate.

Another time, the hand climbed the stone wall, and the fetus breathed.

Fetal breath is the real secret of a person's underwater ventilation.

There is air in the water, small bubbles, very small, so there is water in it, and the mouth and nose cannot inhale it.

The skin can.

Close when moving, and spit out when resting. It is necessary to spit out the old and accept the new. Rejuvenate the body.

Undercut again. Swipe down, slowly swipe down.

Slow down for a while, take a break, slow down for a while, take a break, this is Fang Yin's method-

Do not move violently, otherwise the balance will be broken.

It is a pressure greater than a mountain, and the invisible hand is self-squeezing. The heart is empty, the abdomen is solid, and the qi is stored in the skin surface membrane from the inside out.

Decisive point, Fang Yin has found it.

The body is just a skin, or a shell, Fang Yin is inside, and the imperial envoy is in the breath to compete with the external pressure.

The skin is the skin, Fang Yin is Fang Yin, and there is only one feeling at this time, which is true. The shell is the shell, and Fang Yin is inside-

But you can. See yourself, in the deep well water, one at a time, one at a time, with all fours paddling, slowly paddling.

Man is serene, and his eyes are closed.

Inward, external, vivid in all directions, the body is transparent-

This is, knowing God.

The senses are growing, the consciousness is condensing, a trace, a trace, slowly wandering, a little, a little, through the entrance-

Gather in mud pills.

Top, Ding also, reform the old and new, reborn.

On the dantian, the place where the pulse is sealed, the place where the gods are hidden, is also known as the mud pill palace.

The mud pill, the metaphysical god, is the brain of the brain, the center of the brain, and the core of the core.

Since ancient times, cultivators have cultivated to the mud pill palace, which is the realm of the three flowers gathering and the five qi dynasties.

All palaces are unified, how can they supervise alone?

The eye, that is, the supervisor, under the extremely strong water pressure, there will finally be wisps of true qi infused into it, drumming and rushing, solid as a wall, and it will be protected steadily.

Since then, it has been carefree and unimpeded.

to one place.

Fang Yin suddenly realized.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw again: Yu Murong, stop here.

Here and rest, the back is low and the stone wall is raised, ventilation, pranayama, and recuperation.

Heavy water underneath.

Of course, this heavy water is not very heavy, but it is a little denser.

This point is the limit.

The real difficulty is here, at this time Fang Yin doesn't know, here, it is only a hundred and ten miles away from the bottom of the well.

The real difficulty is here, even if there is a miraculous power to protect the body, in general, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Just because the water is thin, the air is thin.

Let's take an analogy.

It's still a mouse making a hole, Fang Yin is a mouse.

At this time, the water below was like solid ground, but Fang Yin could still drill into it, even if it was extremely exhausting.

However the gas is insufficient, which is in the water.

The qi is insufficient, the strength is not enough, the heart is more than enough and the strength is not enough, and the germination must be difficult to defeat and consume, after all, this mouse has not yet reached the realm of being unable to survive forever.

This is also the reason why Murong Gongzi stopped here.

Not the only one.

Fang Yin still has a way.

The stone wall is edged and cornered, the edges and corners are large and small, and you can climb with your hands, and Fang Yin rests for a while.

Little by little, I climbed down.

It is not time-saving, but labor-saving, heavy water is like ointment and fat, and this is the only way to enter.

into more than ten zhang.

This method is very good, but Murong Gongzi will also think about it, why doesn't he use it?

Why give up?

At this time, Fang Yin knew that all the problems would still turn into one problem, not strength, but pressure.

Fang Yin's bones were ringing.

Fang Yin's blood was full of blood.

Fang Yin's internal organs were crowded together.

It was a feeling that was about to explode!

That's the limit.

The water is not very heavy, only a little heavier.

At this point, it was the straw that broke the camel's back, and if you go deeper, you add one, and if you go deeper, you add another......

When the manpower is exhausted, he will be a strong man, and he can lift a thousand catties, how about a thousand and one catties?

Not necessarily, one more pound can't be lifted.

Because of this, it is still a matter of calculation, one is to challenge a difficulty, and one is to break through a limit.

However, step by step, climbing the stone wall, Fang Yin still slowly descended-

At this time, Fang Yin was a stubborn Fang Yin.

In this way, what Long Zhen can do, why can't Fang Yin do it?

Eighteen hundred, not much!

It went down more than ten zhang, ten years is so long.

It's another straw, and the camel is about to crush it, and that's a familiar feeling that has not been seen for a long time.

Fang Yin turned into a fish.

It looked like a fish on a hook, jumping alive and dripping with blood. The whole body was bouncing, trembling, and violently. As you can imagine, it was very painful.

Three feet off the countertop. Life is confined to the air!

That's Wanhe Valley, that's Lingyuntai.

That's Long Zhen!

The clouds and mist are swirling, the weather is thousands, sometimes the dragon is flying, sometimes the phoenix is dancing, sometimes the tiger is roaring, sometimes the horse is galloping, there is heaven and earth and there is grass and trees. There are mountains, rivers and scenery. There is no one, no one, making the sky more lonely and lonely, making the earth more vast and remote, making the clouds and mist that change from time to time like an illusory dream, silently looking at the mountains and rivers of that day, humiliating the absurd person fiercely, coldly mocking reality and mocking the world!

Fang Yin had exhausted his strength.

Fang Yin hallucinated.

The body is about to collapse, and the Mud Pill Palace is also lost, and the body is like a thousand knives. Hydration of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart-

like a stubborn iron, placed in a furnace. Burning skin and bones burned red body and mind, and suddenly immersed in the extreme cold: "Poof-"

To live is suffering, and to die is to be liberated!

Fang Yin spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling a little more relaxed.

Actually, I laughed.

Then he stopped, and rested again, although it was useless.

I have tried my best, why don't I give up and write down six big words: Fang Jizhi, stop here.

On it is the son of Murong Gongzi.

Below it is Fang Yin.

It turned out that Fang Yin was just fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter.

Poor Gu Rabbit Mingzhu, with that mouthful of blood and water "poof" to spit out, slowly falling, falling, falling......

Fang Yin at this time is the flexible Fang Yin.

Then I borrowed a little glow to see what was under it, and why.

However, the pearl sinks, the light dies, watching, watching, watching, and the bottom still seems to be bottomless, endless.

And so it fell into darkness.

There is no bottomless darkness, and there is no end to the darkness.

But the moment of light, like a flash in the pan -

At that moment, Fang Yin had already seen that when the pearl sank and died, the bottom of the well appeared.

Not very far.

Not too deep.

Under the well are stones, rock crevices, beads in the cracks, and do not care about rabbits alone.

Thousands of pearl gems, colorful, scattered among them, at that moment they were shining at the same time as Gu Tuzhu, and then they were engulfed by darkness.

There is a unique thing in the meantime, the dragon lying on the top, the square below, and the whole body is snow-white.

The jade seal of the country.

As scheduled, the candle reflected in the room, and at that time the eyes were clear, it turned out that the end of the original darkness was light.

The subsequent decision, again, is a matter of moments.

The so-called people die for money, birds die for food, the temptation in front of Fang Yin can't resist, at that time there is only one thought, fight!

Why not!

Not for jewelry, not for jade, that moment of light is a magnet-like attraction, that is the entrance, that is the Dao realm.

The unknown world, the fatal attraction, prompted Fang Yin to rise up and be brave, using both hands and feet, climbing rocks and stones, this time climbing down quickly-

With only one breath, it is the heart for the rest, and the return to the source, which means the womb.

There is no limit, and the limit is death at most.

There is no more suffering, and liberation is great freedom.

Then he gave up his skin, and devoted himself to proving the way, and his heart was in the darkness and his heart was towards the light, broken!

At the end of the day, the light looms.

At the end of the day, the baht was finished.

At the end of the day, the light is great.

Finally, one point, no pole Tailai!

Heaven and earth are infinite.

Heaven and earth are infinitely small.

People in the midst of it.

"Bang!" rang, Fang Yin could hear it.

"Boom!" Fang Yin could see it.

At this moment, the body burst, instantly turned into dust, not in the five elements, jumped out of the three realms, and saw it in all directions-

It's a well.

It's an island.

Thousands of islands.

It's a sea.

It is the whiskers of the worm.

It is the stamens of the flower.

It is the fin of a swimming fish.

It is the feather of the bird.

Plants and trees are growing.

Dewdrops are stars.

Spiders spinning silk.

The leaves are like blood.

Thousands of flowers, thousands of leaves, fish and insects, birds and beasts, dripping water, oceans, galaxies, dust, all of the above is only one in ten thousand, a person's brain simply cannot accept such a large amount of information at the same time, there is only one result, that is, the nerves cannot be loaded, and the spirit collapses instantly! But at that moment, Fang Yin has already incarnated into thousands of people, the body is in heaven and earth, all inclusive, unheard and heard, and seen and seen. Silence is everywhere, vitality is everywhere, just at this time, a chrysalis breaks the cocoon, facing the morning dew of the rising sun, and the wings are dry and tender ~~

The supreme, the extreme, is still heaven and earth.

Beauty, great love, is still life.

An indescribable feeling, an indescribable emotion, a feeling that does not belong to this world in the first place, and a wonderful, pleasant, comfortable, and novel cannot describe one of its thousands.

Why do you practice penance?

Why do you want to seek?

What is the extreme?

What is the beginning?

The incarnation is true, and it is the consciousness of the mind.

Those are all illusions, Fang Yin is still Fang Yin.

People stopped, and they were extremely quiet, but Fang Yin's body "waved" for a moment.

Fourth, too, the water "wave" moved.

Fang Yin opened his eyes, landed on his feet steadily, and breathed deeply, this time, through his mouth and nose.

It's not strange, it's not strange at all, it's not strange at all.

Avoid water beads, can avoid water.

Everything is like a world away, but it is unconscious.

It was only for a moment, and it calmed down in an instant, Fang Yin was swallowed by the water, and was swallowed up again in an instant: "Boom!"

Dao realm, that's just the case.

Fang Yin said in his heart.

But at that moment.

Above it, the surface of the water moved again from the "wave".

Lazy and greedy, as if he was aware of it, he opened his eyes, and in the darkness, he looked around blankly: "Wow-"

Then he shook his huge head, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

But at that moment.

Outside the well, the earth, and the ocean also seemed to move like a "wave".

No one knows, no one perceives, all living beings are unaware, and they don't know it, and they move with it.

At that moment, the starlight disappeared, the sun was rising, and Qianyu seemed to move like a "wave".

In the void, Long Zhen suddenly looked back, his eyebrows moved, and his eyes were real.

I was a little surprised. (To be continued......)