Weird fairy

Chapter 945 Cultivation
Li Huowang sat cross-legged on the Zen bench, slowly performing the self-cultivation exercises, using the divine light in his body to push the Xiantian Qi towards the final round.

Because he has continuously absorbed the innate qi in Xin Su's body, the volume of the innate qi in his body at this moment is extremely large compared with before, and the divine consciousness is probing into the body. The giant peak that does not reach the top.

The Xiantian qi seemed to have weight at this moment, and it seemed extremely difficult for Li Huowang to push such a heavy amount of Xiantian qi.

No matter how long he pushes, he is still in the middle of motionless.

A long time passed, and Li Huowang who had made no progress opened his eyes suddenly, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little irritable, and his cultivation still hadn't reached the sixth round to the seventh round.

With the previous blessings of Xin Su, the first few rounds were completed very successfully, but now only the last round is stuck.

Looking around, Li Huowang didn't know how long he had cultivated, but he didn't want to know either.It's okay if it's short, but it's easy to do bad things if it's long.

Li Huowang made a quick move, and several waiters in the shop came over immediately with smiles on their faces. Braised fish in brown sauce, stewed chicken with potatoes, seaweed pork ribs soup, and a big bucket of rice.

Li Huowang ate these meals in big mouthfuls. These meals must be real, and Li Sui must have asked someone to prepare them for fear of starvation.

Li Huowang didn't dare to think too much about this situation now, he was already in the sixth round, and it wasn't his first day of cultivation, so of course he understood what this state represented.

Most of his energy now is focused on keeping himself out of his mind, because anything he thinks about now will become a reality.

And it is no longer the kind of short-term existence, but it is indeed true.

"Brother Li, eat this, I'm very hungry, I put lard in."

"Thank you." Li Huowang put down the rice in his hand, picked up the noodles at the side, and started to eat in big mouthfuls.

As Li Huowang inadvertently glanced forward, the sound of babbling opera sounded instantly. "The wind is rustling, the mist is long, the stars are bleak~~~People are shouting~~~, Hu Jia is noisy, mountains are singing and valleys are moving~~~The sound of killing is shaking the sky, and it is getting late all the way~~~"

The Lu family class, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, was on the stage in front of me, performing hard for Li Huowang alone.

When Lu Zhuangyuan, who was dressed as an old student, suddenly appeared on the stage, there were continuous applause and booing from all around.
Among those voices were Mrs. Jingxin, Ji Lin, Gao Zhijian, Lu Zhuangyuan, Zhuge Yuan, and all the hallucinated people who appeared beside me in the past.

I don't know when Li Huowang was surrounded by people, just like that extremely lively teahouse.

The voices of these people made Li Huowang's heart more and more irritable, and as his mood changed, everything in the surrounding environment began to tremble with high frequency.

"Boom!" Li Huowang picked up the noodle bowl in his hand, slammed it on the table, and shouted angrily, "Enough! Let me go!"

As soon as the words fell, the next moment, Li Huowang's surroundings instantly became a vast expanse of whiteness.

Li Huowang held his head in his hands and panted chaotically. He had power, but this power could not be completely controlled by him.

At this moment, a white jade hand stretched out beside him, and brought a scroll of emerald blue bamboo slips in front of him.

"Senior Brother Li, if your mind is disturbed, you can recite silently according to this. This is the "Meditation Mantra" taught by Bailian, which can calm your mind."

Li Huowang took it over immediately, and quickly meditated: "Ice is cold through the ages, everything is quiet, the mind should be calm, and I am alone, the mind and spirit are one, and the breath should follow each other. If there is no change, there is no surprise, no ignorance, no anger." , have no desire, no pursuit, no renunciation, no abandonment, no action, no self.”

As he kept chanting, and didn't know if the "Meditation Mantra" really worked, Li Huowang's breathing finally calmed down.

"Senior brother Li, I'm afraid your cultivation method has higher requirements on the state of mind. I asked the supervisor to look for it. Anything that is helpful to you will be sent over."

With his eyes closed, Li Huowang supported his forehead with his elbows and slowly shook his head, "No, the most important thing now is not to stabilize my mood, but to reach the seventh round as soon as possible, otherwise the chances of winning against Zuo Qiuyong are too small .”

There are priorities for everything, and his own mood problems are obviously ranked behind Zuo Qiuyong.

"By the way, Miaomiao, is there still Xinsu to send? I need more Xinsu now." Li Huowang looked up and asked.

Although I don't know about it, but if I can add dozens of Xinsu, then I will definitely be able to rise to the seventh chakra.

Hearing this, Bai Lingmiao shook his head, and explained softly: "It's gone. I'm afraid all the hearts in the world are gone."

"Jian Tiansi has sent people out to sea to look for it. Even if they can find it, I'm afraid they won't be able to bring it back in a while."

Li Huowang sighed heavily and didn't say anything. He also knew that other people had tried their best. Xinsu was not a cabbage on the roadside, and there were as many as they could be planted.

"Okay, let's get out of here first, I'm going to start cultivating again." Although I may still have little hope if I continue to persevere, even if there is a glimmer of hope to reach the seventh round, Li Huowang doesn't want to give up.

Just as Li Huowang sat cross-legged again and watched Bai Lingmiao go away, a familiar voice sounded from his ear. "father?"

"Huh?" Li Huowang looked around the wide space.

The next moment, Bai Lingmiao, who left in the distance, and the surrounding environment were torn apart like a mural, and Li Sui, who was wearing a red Taoist robe, walked out of the gap a few times.

Seeing all this, Li Huowang immediately understood that this Bai Lingmiao was indeed real, but it was the kind of truth that he cultivated himself, not the truth before!
Li Huowang took out the previous "Meditation Mantra" from his arms, and as he slapped it on the table bitterly, the bamboo slip disappeared without a trace like bubbles, followed by the distant figure of Bai Lingmiao.

In fact, before he cultivated, he had already expected this day, but when this kind of indistinguishable thing happened to him, he still couldn't accept it.

Seeing Li Huowang's weird behavior, Li Sui didn't ask anything, but then threw out a news of an explosion. "Father, they are here, Tianchen Kingdom has started to attack."

These words full of weight instantly sent chills down Li Huowang's back, and he could no longer care about the previous irritability, and repeated his confirmation again: "Are you really reading that right? Zuo Qiuyong has really started to fight?"

Li Sui nodded. "Well, there is movement from Daqi's side. It seems that the natural disaster on Tianchen's side should be over, so he can free up his hands to deal with us."

(End of this chapter)