Chapter 17: Condensing Spirit Pass

After arriving home, another explanation was inevitable.

"I'm just like Meng Fan, it was too dark and I got lost too."

Meng Qingshan's explanation to his wife was surprisingly the same.

Seeing that his father's complexion was much better than just now, Meng Fan gradually let go of his heart, and because he had something else hidden in his heart, he casually chatted with his parents and hurriedly burrowed into his hut, took out the Heavenly Dipper Destroying God Taoist Scripture from the Qiankun Pendant, and began to study it.

Out of his initial understanding of this Taoist scripture, Meng Fan knew very well in his heart that once he was initiated, the trouble of the ghostly shadow would also be solved, when he was at the Taoist temple, that dry corpse scared the ghostly shadow away just by looking at it, even if he could not reach that level, with the Taomu Sword and the Three Clear Bells, the district's ghostly shadows should not be a problem.

Moreover, the initiation must be reached as soon as possible, this morning, although he did not ask his father what exactly he saw, but looking at his father's expression, it is clear that he also saw the two-color hook soul lamp, that's why he was so lost in thought, in less than two or three days, his father will face life and death.

If not initiated, even with the Peach Wood Sword and the Three Clear Bells, it is estimated that it is still a bit unreliable to deal with ghosts and shadows that are not substantial.

As for the matter of killing the dry corpse, it was a matter of occupying the right place and the right time, that dry corpse after a lot of tossing and turning, in fact, at that time had already been physically exhausted, oil and lamps, and Meng Fan took advantage of its unpreparedness, and so he was able to score a hit.

And this ghost shadow is not the same, now if you go to face, completely will be killed or not sure, this kind of thing, or eliminate the roots of the good.

Therefore all sorts of, in order to be safe, the introduction of the Taoist scriptures must be as soon as possible!

As for the matter of Granny Zhang, it was not a priority anymore.

"The Great Dao, which began at the beginning of chaos, exists after the end of the world, and can never be extinguished ……"

"All beings bear grudges, never resting for three lifetimes, the obsession exists on the shore of the Three Purities, in the vastness of the Taiji ……"

"The Big Dipper collapses, the Underworld mourns, the gods and ghosts have no way, cultivate our Taoist Scriptures!"

Meng Fan silently recited the opening words and felt the true meaning of them, then flipped to the introductory chapter and formally began the cultivation of the Heart Technique.

"Spiritual qi is contained in heaven and earth, exhaled without stopping, introduced into Tianchong, flowing through Tanzhong, reciprocating in the Qihai, and traveling through the Qi meridians before it can be transformed into qi and condensed into a spirit ……"

"Tianchong …… Tianchong point is here."

"The danzhong …… I have long known …… the sea of qi …… is not too obscure and difficult to understand."

Dao book inside not only has the text, also has the pattern, according to the map, understand, is not too difficult, Meng Fan learning this is good, now understand these things, since it is handy, soon studied the brow.

"There is aura between this heaven and earth, and it needs to be introduced into the body, according to a certain order of acupuncture points, keep traveling and transforming, and finally coalesce and store it in the sea of qi, which is also known as the proverbial dantian ……"

"So this process is called Condensing Spirit Pass, it's really a bit subtle!"

"The Taoist scripture says that there are ten levels of Spirit Condensation, that is, the ten levels of Spirit Condensation, the more levels that are condensed, the more powerful the cultivation will be, and the more arts and techniques that can be used, the more powerful they will be ……"

Meng Fan sat on his bed with his knees crossed in accordance with what was described in the Taoist scriptures and kept trying, but the path of cultivation was not a straight path, after two hours, he didn't even feel the shadow of aura, let alone drawing it into his body.

"Rather somewhat underestimating this cultivation path."

Meng Fan moved his body, undiscouraged, and once again crossed his knees to cultivate. Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and there was still nothing to gain, so he couldn't help but get anxious.

Until noon, gusts of rice incense floated, his mother was already outside calling him to eat, he had to put away the Dao Jing in disgust and walked out.

"Father?"

Seeing that there was only his mother at home, but his father was nowhere to be seen, Meng Fan asked worriedly, after all, he had just experienced that kind of ghostly event, even if his father's psychological quality was strong, I'm afraid that it wouldn't be able to dissipate for a while.

"He went out a long time ago." Meng mother gave Meng Fan a good meal and put it on the dining table, her gaze softly glanced at Meng Fan and smiled, "Said he was going to catch rabbits, and didn't let me tell you."

"What?"

Meng Fan froze, the mother said this sentence lightly, but just dialed the softest strings in his heart, all this time, the father is still thinking about a joke, nose a sour, eyes wet.

"Not really want to eat, just joking."

"You still don't know your father, usually always with a cold face, but it's his heart that's soft, you want to eat, he'll naturally go get it." Meng mother added some dishes to Meng Fan's bowl and greeted him as he sat down, "What happened to your eyes?"

"That …… was blown by the wind last night." Meng Fan hurriedly explained, but in his heart he read, "Father ah ……"

Sitting on the dining table, looking at the bowl of dishes are bubbling, but he can not eat for a long time, his father must know that his days are numbered, so he wants to make a last-ditch effort to satisfy his son's little desire to catch rabbits, poor parents na.

"And what about me, it's been half a day, cultivation has not progressed a little, is it possible to watch father ……"

Meng Fan secretly blamed himself, sighed, and only then began to eat up, patiently pondering over the matter of cultivation, at this time, the heat in the bowl rose up, pouncing on Meng Fan's face, hot, did not stay, continued to rise, and then dissipated and disappeared.

"Wow……"

Meng Fan's heart suddenly shook with an aura, chewing the rice grains in his mouth, seemingly enlightened.

"The aura of heaven and earth is everywhere, it's like the hot air coming out of this bowl, it's there when it's served, it's something that doesn't need to be sensed, because it exists in itself!"

"Going the wrong way, going the wrong way!" Meng Fan was pleasantly surprised in his heart, seemingly grasping the key point, "What I need to do is not to feel the existence of the Heaven and Earth Aura, but rather to open myself up and absorb the Heaven and Earth Aura that already exists into my body!"

"Once it enters the body, it is natural to feel the existence of the aura! If you don't enter the body, the aura is still aura, it's always outside, so how can you feel it?"

"This is also like the rice on this table, whether it's salty or not, only if you personally taste it will you know, how can you know by looking at it!"

Meng Fan's heart knot was opened, unusually elated, and he began to wolf down his food, feeling that this was the most delicious meal he had eaten since returning home.

"Eat slowly." Seeing her son eating so fast, Meng mother was unsure of what was going on and drowned him, "There's still more rice."

"Full, full." Meng Fan finished the last bite, his mouth stuffed to the brim, his words a little slurred, "I still have to wait to eat rabbit at night."

After saying that, he ran into the house, closed the door tightly, and continued to cultivate.

Having found the way, this time it was twice as easy, and since the cause was in himself, it was much better.

He sat here for another half day.

As the sun was setting, in the evening, a loud laugh suddenly came out from his room, startling Meng's mother, who was sitting outside nailing the soles of her shoes, so much so that the steel needles used for nailing the shoes almost pierced her fingers.

"Finally got it!"

"Hahaha!"

Feeling a strand of aura enter his body, Meng Fan's face turned rosy as he carefully guided the strand of aura, traveling through the meridians as described in the Dao Scriptures, and finally introducing it within the Dantian.

Miraculously enough, after that strand of aura entered the dantian, it dispersed into a mist, faint, thin, imperceptible, but clearly present, although it seemed insignificant, the significance to Meng Fan was incomparably significant!

This meant that Meng Fan had finally taken the first step!

As long as he persisted, completing the first level of Spirit Condensation and reaching Formal Initiation was just around the corner!

In fact, speaking of which, even for someone with very good qualifications, it was impossible to draw Qi into the body after only less than a day! From the start of cultivation and then reaching this point where Meng Fan was now, I'm afraid it would have to be several months, or even counted in years.

This is of course thanks to the dry corpse that died from holding back, if not the dry corpse to refine the corpse furnace to Meng Fan's body to sacrifice, but also used a large number of precious pills, and finally got himself dying, and ultimately improved Meng Fan's body, otherwise, want to do so quickly to lead the qi into the body, some fools talk about a dream.

"What's the cover (get)?" Meng mother put down the soles of the shoes in her hands, very confused look, thought for a moment, understood something like, "Also, it's fall, the sky is cooler, son needs to cover a little thicker."

Words, then went into the house, took out a bed of quilts to, knocked, sun in the setting sun ……