I can't cultivate, but I was forced to rectify the realm of comprehension

The old man got angry, the son of the good-for-nothing junior in front of him, he didn't know what kind of demon method he used, and somehow returned all the damage to himself. Like a fly.

"It doesn't matter if you can't improve your cultivation base, can you usually read books, you idiot...cough cough..." The old man may be angry, his face flushed, coughing, his mouth and nose Choked out a slender column of blood.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited... I'll read when I get back." Fan Xuefeng patted the old man's chest to help him breathe.

"You little bastard, you gave me back all the attacks just now without leaving a single trace...cough cough...fufufu...it's not a golden body, what is it, what the hell are you talking about? "

At the end of the old man's speech, it seemed that he was not doing well.

"When I hit him, why didn't he return it to me?"

Fan Xuefeng was stunned, and he didn't help the old man. He put his hands on the old man's chest and talked to himself.

"You have the nerve to say that with your little kung fu...fufufu...cough cough"

The old man grabbed Fan Xuefeng's hand, touched his chest, and gave himself comfort
"The heavier the force he bears, the more he will return. You can withstand the force you hit him. Of course you don't feel it."

"Then you just now..." Fan Xuefeng's face darkened immediately, hearing this, he felt that the old man just wanted to hurt his son.

"Fuck you, don't you know if I can fight or not?" The old man has strong attack power, but he can't resist beating.

"Oh, that's right...don't get excited, senior brother." Fan Xuefeng hurriedly went to help the old man breathe, wiped the old man's chest with one hand, and wiped the old man's back with the other.

"I'm not sure, he doesn't have a lotus stand, and his meridians are blocked, so I don't understand." The old man hung one leg by the bed, one leg was crossed, and his body was stretched, looking seriously ill.

"Then I'll go to the master to try?" Fan Xuefeng seemed to see hope.

"You're going to die, master is about to cross the catastrophe, and he's preparing for retreat." The old man quickly dispelled Fan Xuefeng's thought.

The two elders were talking, but Fan Ren didn't dare to intervene, and stood quietly by the side, not knowing what to do.

"Little bastard, on the shelf behind you, there is a Shunqi San, give it to me quickly"

The old man was sitting by the bed, looking half dead, enjoying Fan Xuefeng's smooth massage, and instructing Fan Ren to find medicine for him to heal his injuries.

Fan Ren looked on the shelf, found a small bottle with the words "Shunqi San" written on it among a lot of bottles and jars, and handed it to the old man.

The old man opened the bottle, poured some blue powder into the cup, put his fingers into the teacup to stir it, and drank it down.

Seeing this magical operation, Fan Ren was stunned, and his throat felt as uncomfortable as a fly crawling into it.

After drinking the medicine, the old man began to close his eyes and adjust his breath again. Fan Xuefeng also stopped the massage in his hands, and walked up to Fan Ren with a smile, "Son, your uncle needs to rest, let's go first."

Fan Ren nodded, "Uncle, we're leaving, take care..."

"Go away." It can be said that the old man was hurt like this by their father and son. Saying these two words can be regarded as a polite reply.

When the father and son reached the door, they both stepped out, Fan Xuefeng turned his head again, and said to the old man through the crack of the door, "Brother, help me find a way, I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he was about to close the door, turned around in a wretched manner, and continued to harass the old man in a low voice, "Senior brother, some time ago, I heard someone mention the trace of a thousand-year-old monster. Help me figure out a way, and I will fetch that demon pill and give it away." you"

"Bah, don't shake Bilian." The old man obviously didn't believe that Fan Xuefeng, a Golden Core cultivator, could go and deal with the thousand-year-old monsters, but he made himself like this today, and wanted to fool him.

Fan Xuefeng closed the door with a smirk, took his son out of the ear hall, and walked towards the back of the hall.

After spending so long with the old man, I still don't know whether my physique has changed or whether I can practice.That's the purpose of the first one to come to the sect, there is no way.

Fan Ren's second purpose is to see his miss Wen Jun's sister.

"Father, where else are you going?" Fan Ren wanted to visit Wenjun at this time, wondering if his father would take him somewhere else, such as visiting someone.

How could Fan Xuefeng not know what his son was thinking. "I'm going to see your other uncles. Are you going to see Xiaojun?"

"Well, I haven't seen her for a long time." Fan Ren nodded and smiled.

"Go ahead, come here to find me later"

Father and son separated and went their separate ways.

Fan Ren came to the back mountain and found Wen Jun's residence. He was about to go in to find Wen Jun when he was stopped by several female disciples. Closed, unable to meet each other.

Fan Ren walked around, muttering, and then came back.

From a long distance, he could see his father sitting there alone, laughing foolishly, as if he had lost his mind.

"Father, I'm back, what are you laughing at?" Fan Ren walked to his father's side.

"Oh, I didn't laugh at anything, why did you come back so soon, did you see Xiaojun?"

"No, Xiaojun seems to be breaking through, and is retreating." Fan Ren bowed his head a little depressed.

"Oh, let's go back then!" Fan Xuefeng said and led Fan Ren out.

"Father, why were you laughing alone just now? Have you met the other uncles?"

"Oh, they are also retreating." Fan Xuefeng also became cheerful as he walked.

Fan Ren was not happy, he didn't know whether he could practice without seeing Wen Jun, and at this time his father was nervous and giggled again.

But I always feel that my father has found some way to change his physique, so he smirked, but why didn't he tell himself.

The two walked out of the hall and returned to the square, Zou Hexuan was still sweeping the fallen leaves.

Seeing the two of them, he hurried over, "Master, are you leaving?" He hadn't caught up with Fan Ren's food yet.

"Let's go, go home, hey, why are you still sweeping the floor?" Fan Xuefeng said deliberately.

"What's the matter, are you on duty today?" Zou Hexuan asked inexplicably, that's how duty is like, sweeping from morning to night, there are not a few fallen leaves to sweep, but this is practice.

Uncle Fan is also a member of the sect, so he shouldn't know why he asked.

"Oh, don't sweep this ruined place, go see your master." Fan Xuefeng smirked
"Huh? What's wrong with Master?" Zou Hexuan was puzzled
"Go, I'm afraid it's late... Go, let's go." After finishing speaking, he pulled Fan Ren to leave.

Zou Hexuan quickly threw the broom and rushed to the ear hall.

Pushing open the door, I saw old man Qi lying on his back with blood on his nose and mouth, he came over and shook the old man, but old man Qi didn't respond, and thought of Fan Xuefeng's saying "It's too late to go..."

"Master is dead? Master is dead? Master uncle beat Master to death?" Zou Hexuan panicked.

"It's not good... come quickly... the elder is dead..." Zou Hexuan began to howl at the top of his throat.

The old man was startled and sat up, "Who died? Who died?"

Zou Hexuan stopped his voice, pointed to the old man's nose and mouth, and made a trill from his throat, "Master...you...what's the matter?"

Old man Qi touched his mouth and nose, and his hands were covered with blood. This is because he had just taken Shunqi powder to get the blood out. Then he looked at Zou Hexuan who was kneeling in front of him. , a slap in the face.

"I just fell asleep... just fell into meditation, you frightened me, what are you howling, what are you howling? You bastard"

"Master, this blood..." Zou Hexuan covered his mouth aggrievedly
"I'm on fire, I'm on fire, is it weird? Get out, cough, cough..." the old man roared.

When the father and son went down the mountain, Fan Ren thought that the old man Qi was injured and needed to adjust his breath. He might be startled if he was disturbed by Zou Hexuan who didn't know. Eat your favorite big mouth.

Fan Ren saw his father's back again, and clearly felt his father's listlessness. Now he understood that his father was probably planning to trick old man Qi and his apprentice just sitting there with a smirk.

When they came to the foot of the mountain, got into the bullock cart, and drove briskly back home, Fan Xuefeng still let out a smirk from time to time, which made Fan Ren look at his father full of contempt, playing tricks on his senior brother, just like that ? .

Fan Ren came to Liuren Gate full of expectations, but returned home full of disappointment.

On the way, various questions began to bombard him, such as what realm the old man used to beat him, and what is the difference between each realm.What is the state of the old man's golden core, how to distinguish each state, and how will it be different.

Fan Xuefeng gave standard answers, but he couldn't say clearly about the realm after crossing the catastrophe, because those can only be understood from books. It's hard for ordinary people to see it anymore, and of course they don't know what that realm can grasp.

When asked about the golden body mentioned in the ear hall, the way Fan Xuefeng looked at his son changed obviously, from expectation, to disappointment, to fear of disappointment, with mixed emotions.

With complicated emotions, he told Fan Ren the difference between different cultivation bodies.

Fan Ren was also shocked when he understood it. If he is really a golden body and can cultivate, he will really be against the sky. Anyway, so far, none of the great powers who have successfully entered the annals of crossing the catastrophe have a golden body .

Before monks practice, there are seniors to screen out their cultivation physique so that they can easily find a suitable master to lead them. This is why the elders of the sect only choose those who possess the physique they are familiar with as their apprentices.

Cultivation physiques are divided into three low grades: Wugou body, Qiongyu body, and glazed body; middle-grade three types: Bodhi body, diamond body, and Guiyuan body; top-level three types: Tongxuan body, immortal body, and golden body.

The cultivation of various physiques has different final directions and effects.

For example, there is no dirt in the body, there are no impurities in the body naturally, the spiritual energy is easy to absorb when practicing, and the cultivation speed is faster.

The bodhi body, the heart is like bodhi, the speed of entry into cultivation is higher than other physiques, the cultivation base grows rapidly, and it is easy to obtain Dzogchen.

The Tongxuan body is even more frightening. It can transform all surrounding external forces, even wind, fire, thunder and lightning, anytime and anywhere, making them a supply for one's own cultivation.

The tribulation-surviving powers that are now recorded in the annals of history basically possess the Tongxuan physique.

The most terrifying type of golden body contains all the characteristics of the physique. It can be said that there is no one in thousands of people, or even no one in tens of thousands of people.

Therefore, apart from being amazed, the father and son really couldn't figure out what was going on with Fan Ren's situation.

"Father, what's your physique?" Fan Ren asked curiously.

"I, glass body"

"Then why are you practicing so slowly, always staying in the Golden Core Realm?"

"Foundation establishment, consecration, fusion, heartbeat, spiritual silence, golden elixir, how many realms have you counted before the golden elixir?" Fan Xuefeng was very upset.

"Am I that slow? I'm not slow in cultivation, okay, I'm stuck, okay?"

Fan Xuefeng paused and said, "Do you know how long it will take for a mortal to cultivate to the Golden Core Realm?"

"how long?"

"There is no immortal body, but there are lotus foundations in the sea of ​​qi, at least 80 years! I started practicing at the age of five, and I am forty this year. It has only taken 35 years. Am I slow?"

"It's been so long, can you survive until then?"

"Nonsense, every realm breakthrough will increase lifespan"

"Oh, how much to add"

"I don't know, everyone is different, and the cultivation methods are also different." Fan Xuefeng rolled his eyes, but still patiently explained to Fan Ren the various realms of cultivation.

To practice, one must first identify whether there is a glowing lotus seed-shaped object in the dantian in the body. If there is, it will not be accepted as a disciple by the sect, and it will start to build the body and build the foundation, and consolidate the development of the lotus platform.

After completing the Foundation Establishment Realm, you can step into the Consecration Realm, open the spirit body, and accelerate the growth of the lotus platform. The stronger the lotus platform grows, the more spirits you can use for cultivation. You can absorb the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth when you breathe in and out.

After entering the Fusion Realm, the body and the cultivation base begin to combine together, which is a stage of ability improvement.The lotus platform begins to expand, and the lotus seeds grow into lotus flowers, develop and bloom.

The blooming of the lotus seed indicates the beginning of entering the state of heartbeat, which is the first dangerous stage in the process of comprehension, and the heart throbs.The lotus flower begins to bear its own heart.

When the body adapts to the beating of the two hearts and the confusion of the true meaning, and stabilizes after the fluctuation, it is considered to have entered the pre-stage of real cultivation——the realm of spiritual solitude. At this time, it can change the shape, display thousands of fantasies, spells, etc. The power soared.

As the cultivation strengthened, the heart of the lotus flower gradually began to be wrapped in a layer of golden shell. At this time, it had already stepped into the Golden Core Realm.

Continue to practice, and when the lotus heart develops into a real baby, you will truly enter the palace of cultivation——National Infant Realm.You can use the flying sword to fly, and the magic has entered a new stage. The lotus in the body has shown the nature of the entity, and you can practice the independent space of heaven and earth.

The consummation of the Nascent Soul will produce weak consciousness, and the consciousness will be strengthened when entering the out-of-aperture state, and can fly out of the body to perform activities such as observation, manipulation of objects, and influence other low-level minds, and the ability to control objects is further strengthened.

Then there is the state of distraction, where you can control the avatar, you can do more than two things at the same time, and you can exert influence on different places at the same time.

Afterwards, there is the body-fit state, where the outer gods and the Nascent Soul are combined to cultivate together, and the avatar is basically close to materialization, as if recreating a flesh-and-blood person
When the cultivation base approaches Mahayana, the cultivation base, spirit, and body become a perfect combination.It is against the law of heaven, the aura of self-cultivation will attract the sky thunder, and the nine-fold sky thunder will gradually strengthen, resisting the rising of the sun, and you can't wait to be annihilated, no matter where you are, you can't avoid it.

Every cross-border breakthrough will increase lifespan after bonuses based on physical fitness and cultivation methods.Basically, as long as they don't die violently, the Nascent Soul will have an endless lifespan from the beginning.

"Father, how much longevity did you add?" Fan Ren was very curious, and also hoped that his father would live a long life.

"More than a thousand years" Fan Xuefeng was very proud.

"Oh... hey..." Fan Ren thought that he couldn't cultivate, and in the future, he would send white-haired people to black-haired people.

"Little bastard, what do you mean?" Hearing his son sigh, he felt that his son thought his father had lived too long.

"Father, can I practice?" Fan Ren expressed his depression.

"Yes, I will definitely find a way. I believe you have the physique to cultivate." Fan Xuefeng had longing in front of his eyes, and he firmly encouraged himself and Fan Ren.

The father and son chatted, depressed, thinking, and wanted to get home before sunset.