In a secluded alley with a winter tree leaning to the side, Ning Que who had felt something suddenly entered an inexplicable state. He stood silently under the shadow of the tree and sensed the aura with his eyes closed. He did not make a move for a long time.
The aura of the heaven and earth hidden in the snow, bluestones, winter tree, and the lane quietly surrounded his body. The path of the Snow Mountain and the Ocean of Qi in his body powered up exponentially, with an invisible but seemly tangible Great Spirit slowly flowing in it.
When the Great Spirit was dispersed in various parts of the body, the aura in the path became relatively thin. Yet the path was gradually filled with the primordial Qi that flooded into his body from the heaven and earth. This feeling was like eating delicious food nonstop without worrying about being full.