Time passed bit by bit, and slowly the dark blue potion gradually became clear.

This meant that all the medicinal power in the potion was absorbed by Chen Zixuan.

"Zixuan, it's done."

Seeing the last bit of medicinal power being absorbed, Li Chenglong patted the wooden barrel and reminded Chen Zixuan.

"Huh..."

Chen Zixuan sat on the wooden chair in the wooden barrel, leaning against the barrel, breathing deeply.

After absorbing the medicinal power, Chen Zixuan opened the system panel immediately. He was most concerned about the changes in his body.

[Host]: Chen Zixuan

[Age]: 212th day of infancy

[Qi and blood]: 211/300

[Spirit]: 199.9.../?

[Psychic Power]: 7.0/∞ (gold 1.0, wood 1.0, water 1.5, fire 1.0, earth 1.5)

[Appearance]: 73/∞

[Fortune]: 20/∞

[Root Bones]: Ordinary Bones

[Talent]: God rewards hard work (no pain, no gain)

[Skills]: Basic Spiritual Guidance (perfect), Basic Qi and Blood Guidance (perfect), Hunyuan Posture (65/1000, entry level)

[Features]: Strong as an ox, two-pointed

"The upper limit of Qi and Blood value has been raised to 300 in one go."

Chen Zixuan didn't care about the slight increase in Qi and Blood value. He was concerned about the gradual opening of the physical limit.

"The upper limit of the spirit value has become a question mark?"

"This should be affected by the body. I guess this influence is still ongoing."

"Well, the appearance has improved again. I like this."

After wiping the moisture off his body with a towel and putting on his clothes, Chen Zixuan thought that today's training had ended here.

Unexpectedly, Gongyang Hongzhi suddenly walked up to Chen Zixuan.

"Zixuan disciple, let's go."

Chen Zixuan looked at Gongyang Hongzhi a little puzzled.

"Where to?"

"I'll take you in."

After saying that, Gongyang Hongzhi turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Chen Zixuan followed him in a daze.

"I have discussed with your master Jackie Chan about the allocation of your future practice time."

Gongyang Hongzhi led Chen Zixuan to a guest room while explaining to Chen Zixuan.

"During the day, the gathering of yang energy helps the circulation of qi and blood, which is the time for martial arts practice. At night, the rising of yin energy helps to calm the mind and qi, which is the time for spiritual practice."

After hearing what Gongyang Hongzhi said, Chen Zixuan's first reaction was - where is my practice time?

Even cows and horses need to take a breath!

Unfortunately, Chen Zixuan can only keep such thoughts in his heart.

If Chen Zixuan is really a little kid who knows nothing, then he can still find an excuse to be lazy.

However, everyone in this courtyard knew his true background.

Following Gongyang Hongzhi, Chen Zixuan walked into the guest room he entered for the first time.

The huge guest room was empty, with no bed, no chair, no wardrobe, and nothing except a blackout curtain.

"Zixuan, disciple, take a look. This is the basic pattern of our Kaiyang lineage."

I don't know what preparations Gongyang Hongzhi had made in advance, but as Gongyang Hongzhi's mind moved.

A huge pattern suddenly appeared on the empty ground.

At first glance, Chen Zixuan felt that it looked like a big windmill, a four-winged windmill that he had played with when he was a child.

After looking at it for a few more times, Chen Zixuan felt that it was more like a rotating "卍".

"Come, Zixuan, disciple, sit cross-legged in the center. You know the five-heart-facing-to-the-sky posture."

Seeing Chen Zixuan shaking his head, Gongyang Hongzhi simply demonstrated it to Chen Zixuan.

The movements were not complicated, but it was still difficult to do if one's flexibility was not up to par.

However, Chen Zixuan's bones were still developing, and his body was quite flexible, so he could do it in one move.

After seeing Chen Zixuan sitting cross-legged, Gong Yang Hongzhi took out a light yellow sandalwood stick that was only an inch long from his pocket.

The top of the light yellow sandalwood stick was visibly burnt black, and it looked like it had been burned countless times before.

Gong Yang Hongzhi held the stick in his left hand, and pinched the burnt part of the top of the sandalwood stick with his right thumb and index finger, and began to knead it.

After only a moment, Chen Zixuan saw a faint white smoke floating from Gong Yang Hongzhi's fingers.

"Zixuan disciple, follow my command and start controlling your breathing."

Gong Yang Hongzhi's voice sounded softly in the room, the volume was not loud, but Chen Zixuan could hear it clearly.

"Three long and one short, three short and one long, two long and two short..."

Chen Zixuan originally wanted to ask clearly how long and short it was.

However, Gong Yang Hongzhi's voice seemed to have magic power. In just a moment, Chen Zixuan enteredinto a strange state.

Chen Zixuan naturally mastered the length of breathing time, just like eating when hungry and drinking water when thirsty, it was like an instinct.

Slowly, Chen Zixuan adjusted his breathing to a special frequency according to Gongyang Hongzhi's command.

If Chen Zixuan's mind was still relatively clear at this time.

He would definitely find that this frequency was very similar to the frequency of chanting poems when he practiced the basic spiritual guidance technique before.

"Zixuan disciple, open your eyes."

Gongyang Hongzhi's magical voice sounded in Chen Zixuan's ears.

Hearing this, Chen Zixuan instinctively opened his eyes, which were slowly closed during the process of adjusting his breathing.

At the moment he opened his eyes, what entered Chen Zixuan's eyes was a silver statue standing in the air.

The statue, more than one foot high, was flowing with silver light like water, as if it was condensed by moonlight, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

Every detail of the statue is vividly sketched, as if a real life is sealed in the stone.

The face of the statue is blurred, but it gives people a sense of tranquility and peace.

The faint fluorescence emitted instantly calmed Chen Zixuan's heart.

"The pagoda is solemn and brilliant. Layer upon layer, it contains infinite."

As Gongyang Hongzhi began to chant the formula, Chen Zixuan's mind was instantly guided into a magical world.

A dark forest world that belongs only to spiritualists.

"The bottom layer is solid and the foundation is solid. The middle layer is broad and embraces everything. The upper layer is high and reaches the sky."

Under the guidance of Gongyang Hongzhi, a magnificent seven-story glazed pagoda slowly emerged in Chen Zixuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

The mysterious seven-story glazed pagoda is made of glazed bricks, colorful and crystal clear.

The eaves of each layer are carved with exquisite patterns, such as flying, dragons, flowers, etc., which are lifelike.

At the top of the seven-story glazed pagoda, there is a huge glazed gem, shining with dazzling golden light.

The mysterious seven-color glazed pagoda is full of mysterious power, firmly attracting Chen Zixuan's thoughts.

The next moment, Chen Zixuan found himself in the seven-color glazed pagoda, and what appeared in front of him was a staircase that kept rotating upwards.