Feng Qian probed for a long time, but did not find any results.
It seems that there is a layer of seal that prevents outside forces from exploring the inside of Dantian.
Even if Feng Qian is the strength of the gods, he can't break through and enter it to find out the situation.
Feng Qian gave up and helped Di Zhao to tie his clothes.
Di Zhao turned back, there was still a touch of residual heat on his face, and the crimson color did not dissipate for a long time.
"Sir, is there a problem?"
Feng Qian shook his head, "Azhao's situation is very special."
If you can't detect the situation, you don't know whether that force is good or bad for the fragments.
But not like the power of the realm of sin.
"Azhao will feel uncomfortable, or have other abnormal phenomena?"
Feng Qian asked.
Di Zhao was stunned, a little flustered.
Sir... can you see it?
He lowered his eyes, and after hesitating, he chose to hide it, "No."
Di Zhao didn't like the feeling of lying, but he was very scared in his heart.
Fear that after telling the truth, adults will alienate him and abandon him.
He was still... too scared.
Although Fragment's response was slow, Feng Qian still chose to believe it.
As long as it's not related to crime, there won't be any big problems.
Feng Qian stood up and lowered his head to hold the little boy's hand.
"Azhao came first and sat cross-legged on the bed."
Di Zhao looked up at Feng Qian, nodded obediently, got up from the seat, walked to the bed, climbed up and sat cross-legged.
Feng Qian stood beside the bed and instructed patiently, "Close your eyes."
The boy closed his eyes obediently.
"Now, relax your body and try to close your five senses."
Di Zhao frowned slightly and tried according to Feng Qian's words.
Feng Qian raised his hand and placed his palm on Di Zhao's head, introducing the cultivation method into the young man's brain.
After a while, Di Zhao's brows and eyes widened, and he gradually entered the realm of cultivation.
Feng Qian walked back, sat on a chair, and poured a cup of tea.
She looked up at the door.
The spiritual energy of Xuanming Continent is getting thinner and thinner, and the effect of such cultivation is getting worse and worse.
Feng Qian searched the original owner's memory and found the addresses of several secret realms.
evening.
Di Zhao withdrew from the cultivation realm.
After the boy opened his eyes, there was a thin sweat on his forehead, but he felt refreshed after practicing.
The body is also lighter.
Di Zhao raised his hand to wipe his sweat and looked at the table.
Lord Shang Shen fell asleep on the table, with his arms resting on his side face, his black hair scattered.
Di Zhao paused, then got off the bed and walked to Feng Qian's side.
He sat gently on a chair next to him, quietly watching the sleeping girl.
When the adult is asleep, his eyebrows and eyes are smiling, not so cold.
Di Zhao looked a little dumbfounded.
After a while, Feng Qian woke up, opened his eyes, and met the eyes of the boy opposite.
Di Zhao tilted his head blankly.
Feng Qian's arms propped up on the table, and she reached out to hold Di Zhao's wrist.
The second floor.
It is not easy for such a thin spiritual power to break through to the second layer.
When he explored the dantian of the fragments before, Feng Qian discovered that his cultivation talent is very good, and he should be one of the best in Xuanming Continent.
If it weren't for the lack of spiritual energy, promotion would be as simple as eating and drinking for him.
"Very good. Keep going."
Speaking of these words of praise and encouragement, Feng Qian kept a straight face.
Speaking with a serious expression and a cold voice, I don't know, I thought it was a criticism.
After being praised, Di Zhao was very happy.
He nodded, "I'll try my best."
Very obedient.
Feng Qian touched Di Zhao's head with a stern face, "Rest early, I'll take you to a place tomorrow."
"Where?"
Di Zhao asked curiously.
Feng Qian explained: "Secret realm."