When they returned to Yunwu Mountain Villa, the sky was already slightly bright.
But Xiaojing''s face was not tired.
Tonight''s experience has brought down her world outlook of more than 20 years.
It turns out that there are really immortals in this world.
And this fairy is her husband.
At the moment, the happiness in her heart was about to overflow.
"Xiaojing, I''ll teach you to fix the truth now. You should listen carefully." Yang Xuan solemnly said after Xiaojing''s mood was a little stable.
When he told Xiaojing his experience before, he appropriately made some concealment, instead of telling Xiaojing all his experience.
Among them, there is his killing experience.
He is afraid to scare Xiaojing.
"Hmm!" Xiaojing also knew the weight. She quickly cleaned up her mood and sat solemnly opposite Yang Xuan.
"In the process of cultivating the truth, the focus is on cultivating the mind. In this regard, I have taken many detours. Up to now, there are still disasters and legacy, and I don''t know how to deal with them. Therefore, after you step into the process of cultivating the truth, you should focus on cultivating the mind first. Only by adhering to your original heart can you reach the end. Otherwise, what is waiting for you will be an abyss." Yang Xuan looked serious.
Xianmen? You''re really going to get the first chance.
He sneered in his heart.
Xiaojing sees Yang Xuan''s serious face and knows that what he said must be very important. She doesn''t dare to be careless and nods again and again.
"OK, listen carefully. I''ll teach you the pithy formula in the Qi refining stage first."
After that, he moved his mind and sent the formula of the Qi refining stage directly to Xiaojing''s mind.
Xiaojing felt that there was something mysterious in her brain. She knew it was the formula of the avenue and quickly tasted it carefully.
Yang Xuan didn''t say anything more, but after Xiaojing recited the formula skillfully, he explained it carefully for him.
Xiaojing listens carefully for fear of missing any word.
She is not afraid that she can''t rest. She is afraid that she can''t keep up with Yang Xuan''s footsteps.
The night is fading and the sun is rising.
One day, they talked and listened. At twelve o''clock in the evening, Yang Xuan stopped.
On this day, while explaining the formula, he combed Xiaojing''s body with Reiki. Until this time, he adjusted her body to the best state.
"It''s time. Now you start to practice Kung Fu according to the formula." Yang Xuan looks serious. Once he teaches Xiaojing to practice, he will no longer be Xiaojing''s boyfriend and husband, but a strict master.
Xiaojing knows that Yang Xuan is for her good. Instead of being dissatisfied, she is full of sweetness.
Hearing the speech, she quickly cleaned up her mind. The already familiar scriptures of the avenue began to flow in her heart. In a few minutes, she entered the state.
In this regard, she still has a certain talent.
Yang Xuan saw that she had entered the state, and the already prepared water wood two-level aura had surrounded Xiaojing.
The earth''s aura is thin. As a god turning friar, he can grab aura at will. Naturally, it doesn''t matter, but Xiaojing is a beginner. If he only depends on the aura of the earth, it will take years to refine his aura.
Of course, these auras are not even a dime to Yang Xuan.
Inspired by aura, Yang Xuan stared at Xiaojing''s abdomen with a solemn expression.
Although he had long seen that Xiaojing had both water and wood spiritual roots and had good talents, no one could say what would happen if he really wanted to practice.
The so-called careful driving is a ten thousand year ship. In the face of Xiaojing, even if you are too cautious.
With the passage of time, Reiki has begun to slowly enter Xiaojing''s body.
Yang Xuan looked more serious. He knew that the most critical moment had come.
The first one to enter the small crystal is the water aura. He made great progress all the way, rushed into the Dantian along the meridians that the small crystal had been transformed by Yang Xuan, and swam wantonly in the Dantian.
Xiaojing wants to keep Yuanyi and tries to form a cyclone with aura.
But Shui Lingqi is like naughty children. No matter how hard Xiaojing tries, she can''t make them obedient.
After several attempts, Xiaojing''s breath began to be chaotic.
"Calm down!" Yang Xuanmeng shouted.
After Xiaojing''s body was shocked, her breath gradually returned to stability.
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaojing had failed several attempts just now and even began to be impatient. If he didn''t guard on one side, the aura in the Dantian would be completely out of control. At that time, Xiaojing would be blown to pieces.
Water aura is still running around. At this time, wood aura also begins to enter Xiaojing''s body.
After several breaths, wood aura and water aura began to chase and play with each other in Xiaojing''s Dantian.
If Yang Xuan hadn''t taken care of her all the time, I''m afraid Xiaojing would have failed long ago.
"It doesn''t matter. Try to control them to form a cyclone." Yang Xuan felt that Xiaojing had some impatient emotions, and quickly sent a voice to comfort her.
With Yang Xuan around, Xiaojing felt much more at ease, so she was no longer anxious and turned to wholeheartedly control Qi and Lingqi.
I don''t know how long it took. At a certain time, the nervous color on Yang Xuan''s face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a smile.
It''s done.
Look at the small crystal''s Dantian. The original chaotic two auras have formed a huge blue-green cyclone, which rotates continuously and emits a mysterious atmosphere.
Feeling that Xiaojing wanted to relax, Yang Xuan quickly made a voice to stop: "control the cyclone and prepare for the baptism of the avenue."
Sure enough, just as Yang Xuan''s voice was falling, in Xiaojing''s Dantian, the golden lightning had appeared from the void, and then cut down fiercely.
Xiaojing supports hard, but Yang Xuan doesn''t help.
Although the baptism of this avenue is dangerous, it has many advantages. If he makes a rash move, it will be bad.
Finally, the lightning calmed down, the blue-green cyclone calmed down, and there was no wave.
Xiaojing gently opened her eyes, her eyes fell on Yang Xuan''s face and said the first sentence after she became a cultivator: "it''s so dangerous."
Until she began to practice, she really felt Yang Xuan''s near death that day.
Although it may only be a trace of fur, it also made her understand how dangerous her lover was.
Yang Xuan didn''t expect her to say such a sentence. When she was moved, she said gently, "it''s nothing. I won''t let you take risks in the future."
Xiaojing''s eyes were firm and didn''t say anything, but she secretly made a decision in her heart.
"I will practice hard and will not drag you back."
"Feel the difference." Yang Xuan smiled.
Xiaojing paid attention to her surroundings. After looking around, she found: "it''s different, it''s really different."
She stood up and walked around, as if a child had got a beloved toy.
Yang Xuan kept smiling until Xiaojing had had enough fun. Then he said, "the road to truth is very long. You have just arrived at the first level of Qi refining. You should practice more and can''t relax."
"I see, master." Xiaojing said with her tongue out, "master, how am I better than your disciples?"
Yang Xuan laughed and said, "well, good disciple, you are better than my disciples..."
Yang Xuan deliberately lengthened his voice and said for a long time, "it''s far away."
"Hum, I knew it." Xiaojing pretended to be angry: "you are thinking of your beautiful apprentice."
Yang Xuan smiled and didn''t speak.
Xiaojing ran over and hung it around Yang Xuan''s neck. She said, "I don''t care. I''m your most powerful disciple."
Yang Xuan picked her up and deliberately said, "well, good!"
When Xiaojing saw his eyes, she blushed and said, "what are you doing? I''m your disciple now."
"Come on, master, teach you a spell." Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said.
"Hum, hooligan, I''ll call the police and catch you tomorrow." Xiaojing buried her head in Yang Xuan''s chest, like a little rabbit.