My Fairy Fiancee

At the moment when Zhao Yi sank into the sea, there was no ripple in the sea, and there was no gurgling sound in Zhao Yi's ears. It was very calm, like death.

Zhao Yi looked around and saw that everything was soaked in the sea water. He wanted to move his body, but found that no matter how he moved, he was not moving forward at all.

"Should I continue to practice?"

After being helpless, he had to continue practicing.

And just when he just closed his eyes this time, he suddenly felt that the sea water around his body was surging wildly.

At first he was very shocked, but then he tried to control the surrounding sea water with his mind and found that the sea water was easy to control. He wanted the sea water to flow eastward and there was no sign of it flowing westward.

"I also forgot to ask Yu Xi what to do next."

In this state, he was still very confused. After controlling the sea water for a while, he suddenly had a speculative idea in his mind.

"Now that I can feel the existence of the sea, it means that I can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but where does the spiritual energy of heaven and earth come from here? Do I have to absorb the sea water first?"

When thinking about this, he tried to do it. Under the control of his mental power, the surrounding sea water began to gather on his skin.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

At this moment, Zhao Yi could hear his heartbeat very clearly. He continued to gather the sea water and found that the sea water began to penetrate his skin and enter every piece of his flesh and blood. His body slowly turned light blue.

"What is this...? Should I continue?"

Zhao Yi was very confused, but it seemed that he could only do this for the time being. After an unknown period of time, the sea water around him suddenly stopped surging, as if it was no longer under the control of his mental power.

He opened his eyes at this time and looked around. He was still in the sea water, but his body... seemed to become transparent.

He could clearly see his bones and internal organs from the surface of his skin, as well as the shuttle connection of each blood vessel.

"I... won't die..."

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sea water, sweeping him in. His body was thrown rapidly in the whirlpool.

But he could still see his body very clearly, as well as the rapidly rotating sea water around him.

As his body was rapidly rotating with the sea water, Zhao Yi saw a little bit of black substance beginning to seep out of his transparent skin. As soon as these black substances touched the sea water, they were thrown far away by the sea water.

As time went by, Zhao Yi found that his internal organs and flesh became particularly bright, like new organs.

"Are those black substances thrown out the turbid air in my body?"

Although Zhao Yi had never practiced Taoism before, he had heard similar legends, such as clearing turbid air and washing marrow...

It seems that this should be the case.

"Bang!"

Another roar without warning, Zhao Yi's body was directly thrown into the sky hundreds of meters high by the sea water.

At this moment, his brain flashed a blank, and when his brain reacted again, he found that the object in front of him had turned into the familiar shabby table.

Zhao Yi looked at his palm in disbelief, took off his shirt and looked at his chest, and found that it did not become transparent, but his skin was whiter than before.

Turning his head, Yu Xi was still absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She was very beautiful, peerless beauty. Zhao Yi couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but then he forced his eyes to turn to the black paper, because if he looked at it any further, he was afraid that he would sink.

"I don't know if I am in the early stage of the Qi Gathering Realm. This technique... I'll try it. If I can practice it, it proves that I have entered the door."

With this idea, Zhao Yi picked up the black paper and looked at it. He found that the text on it was the common text of the earth, but the font was a bit complicated, as if it was a long font from the last century.

Because he was afraid of disturbing Yu Xi, Zhao Yi took the technique directly and left the small dark room and came to an abandoned small square. It was late at night and there was no one else here.

Zhao Yi took a quick look at the technique and found that there were many things on it that he simply couldn't understand.

"Luck... I don't seem to have any spiritual energy in my body to circulate. Forget it, just go through the process and get familiar with the feeling."

Putting away the black paper, Zhao Yi began to imagine that there was spiritual energy in his body according to what was said above, and then circulated it.

However, while he was imagining, he found a ball of white spiritual energy in his heart.

"Could this be... the sea water before? Could this be the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

After thinking about it, Zhao Yi began to try to use his mental power to manipulate the gas. It was very strange at first, but after a few minutes, he found that these gases could be controlled at will like a part of his body.

Then he immediately circulated his breath according to the technique, and his body also tried very hard to imitate some of the movements in the technique. However, no matter how hard he tried, his movements still seemed very twisted and unnatural.

"In theory, if you use the above movements to move, it should become very fast. Why don't I feel my body moving quickly even if I try my best, but it's slower instead?"

Zhao Yi was very distressed, so he took the black paper over and read it again, and finally concluded that the state of "unity of body and mind" mentioned in it should not be achieved.

However, this state requires extremely high coordination in all aspects of the body. The mental power to control the aura, the accuracy of the physical body, and even the speed of each breath... must be controlled very well.

Once, twice, three times...

After trying many times, Zhao Yi couldn't make any breakthrough.

However, he did not give up, because he knew very well that he did not have much life left now. It was difficult to be brilliant and to reach the position that countless people looked up to.

If you stop when you encounter difficulties, then what's the point of having someone look up to you?

There is a sentence in the old book "21st Century Classic Songs/Quotes" he saw: "If it doesn't work once, do it twice, and if it doesn't work twice, do it three times. I don't believe that one action can make me happy." It can’t be completed even after tens of millions of repetitions!”

Fifty times... sixty times... a hundred times...

Well, he has completely fallen into repetition, forgetting every plant and tree around him, forgetting the moon moving slowly in the dark night, and even forgetting who he is.

Suddenly I reached a state of selflessness.