Crescent mangosteen building.

Fuyan brought Master as usual, his face was full of thanks, Master's current condition, under the treatment of Mr. Skylark, only a few days, more than half recovered.

The name of the master of the pumice rock is "Ran".

The world is hot and cold, and I know it well.

After perceiving the symptoms of the rupture of Master Fuyan's soul, the lark used the "Moon Guiding Method" as the main guide, supplemented by many divine soul medical techniques, in fact, as the main teacher, he just wanted to try some more secret methods on the body of Ran Ran, of course, under the condition that he was sure, the Moon Guiding Method was initially effective, and the patient's injuries naturally improved.

"Master has been able to wake up, and he will be awake for an hour every day...... The rest of the time, they slept peacefully, and slept very soundly. ”

Sitting cross-legged on the smooth ground of the bamboo building, his expression was quite restrained, he looked at Mr. Skylark, who raised his hand in front of him to signal him to continue, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, in front of the young man in green shirts, standing or sitting, or leaning against the wall, there were four "shadows" in the shadows, two men and two women, three of whom he had met.

When he came to the bamboo building for the first time, he left with the master choked up, and bumped into these people among the shadows of the trees...... In retrospect, there are a total of three bamboo buildings on the mountainside of Crescent Mountain, and Mr. Skylark occupies one, and the remaining two, one of which must have a bamboo building is "Mr. Jinglian".

Mr. Lark's mouth is extremely mysterious, extremely powerful "Mr. Ning".

The name of Jinglian, everyone in the East knows everyone, Zenzi and Ritsuko are the leaders of the younger generation, and the same is true of Jinglian, Mr. Skylark mentioned that Mr. Ning is the guest of honor of Jinglian, if he is not carried, he is not allowed to enter this bamboo building...... The young pumice began to think about it.

He looked at the four moonlight and the vague figure in the night fog with some fear.

This is the cusp of the turbulence of the tide of an era.

Young Tianjiao.

And what shook his heart the most was the aura that these four people exuded standing here without saying a word.

An ethereal and real realm that envelops the entire Crescent Mountain.

Ning Yi and the four of them were watching the lark cure.

Watch the one the lark finds...... Method.

A middle-aged man over fifty years old, sitting on the ground in a daze, his consciousness was chaotic, his head was lowered, and a warm stream of heat came from his cold back, he subconsciously groaned and slowly straightened his back.

The lark pressed his palm against his back, using his soul power to expel distracting thoughts, which was a necessary contact.

Impurities are broken.

Soul Leads to the Moon...... As before, Master Fuyan's Divine Soul Disease has reached the moment when it is about to end, and the use of the lark's divine thoughts has become more and more familiar, he opened his eyes, used two minds, and spoke to the four people behind him, explaining his healing ideas, "The divine soul is like a labyrinth, if you want to cure the disease, you must first explore the way, it is difficult to immerse yourself in the other party's divine thoughts, and there are very few things that can be done in this world...... It's easier to kill than to save people, and if you want to cure the 'disease of the soul', the safest way is to find out the lines of his soul. ”

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, "That 'labyrinth'?"

"Exactly. The lark replied without hesitation, "I have already explored the 'Clear' Divine Soul Labyrinth, and his illness is broken due to external force...... Whether it is the 'moon channeling method' or the 'confluence', it can be effectively healed, while other techniques have little effect. ”

These days, he keeps summarizing and eliminating mistakes.

Now, I have finally condensed a general framework, Master Dust Suppression passed away too early, and he didn't have time to teach everything to him, Being able to "self-teach" so quickly on Master Fuyan and get results, I have to say that Skylark is really a genius with extremely high talent.

"If you want to treat someone, of course, you can keep trying...... But unlike other diseases, it's hard to see the feedback, and exploring the Soul Labyrinth is a 'hard to find' thing, so I tried to think about how if I could find a way to see the Soul Labyrinth clearly, then ...... Won't all the symptoms be simpler?"

The lark slowly opened his mouth while using the moon introduction method to heal Ran.

His voice was soft and soft.

But Ning Yi's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

He understood...... The reason why the disease of the soul is difficult to treat is that the doctor often does not know the disease, and can only rely on luck to try to cure, so it is extremely difficult to succeed.

He pondered for a moment and said worriedly, "But the difficulty is ...... Get to the root of the problem. ”

The lark smiled widely.

He let go of the palm that was on the back of Master Fuyan, gently held both sides, and handed the middle-aged man to the young man in green shirts, Fuyan hugged his master, and breathed a big sigh of relief, he didn't dare to retreat, and he didn't dare to continue to stay here, his expression hesitated, and he saw a man with a hat leaning against the stone wall in the shadows in the distance, stretching out a hand and pressing down lightly on himself, signaling that he didn't have to worry...... So the puff rock gritted his teeth, took out his arm and bowed seriously, and dragged the master silently to a corner, which was related to the healing of the disease of the soul, even if he didn't have the same means as Mr. Lark, he wanted to know more about it, so that he could come in handy.

Neither Skylark nor Ning Yi deliberately expelled him.

"Finding the root cause of the disease is indeed a big problem. Some fine beads of sweat oozed from the lark's forehead, and the moon introduction method consumed soul power, even if he had digested a lot of soul treasures, he was still a little sleepy, but as he spoke, he was full of energy, raised a finger, and the whistling moonlight immediately surrounded his fingertips, condensing into a snow-white nothingness like a chess piece.

"My soul power can be kneaded into Miss Pei's soul palace and explore slowly...... I had vaguely seen it before, like a heavenly immortal, and the complexity was a thousand times better than that of the previous patient. The lark's voice was a little helpless, but he was not frustrated, but had some expectations, "But I can try, with this 'chess piece', I can stop at any time, without hurting my divine thoughts, find the marking point after recuperating my energy, continue to explore, and soon draw the map of the 'Soul Palace' to find the root of the disease." ”

"This 'chess piece'...... What is it?" Ning Yi asked curiously.

"It's my soul, it's incorporeal, but it's real. The lark opened his mouth honestly, and at the same time released his fingertips, raised his palm upward, gathered his five fingers, and held the chess pieces in the palm of his hand, as if holding something, shaking from side to side, and after spreading his palm, it disappeared and ceased to exist.

Come silently.

Silent extinguishment.

There is no substance, but it is real...... Pu Yan's eyes were full of tremors, there is still such a thing in this world, is this Mr. Skylark's soul technique?

Like ...... Thunder, wind, light, shadow?

Something spiritual.

Song Yiren's pupils also lit up.

It's an incredible measure.

The lark stretched out a hand and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, he smiled and stretched out his arms, "Miss Pei, I want to give it a try." ”

Pei Lingsu understood this, she nodded, took off the ancient sword at her waist, and sat in front of the lark.

The lark said calmly: "Let go of your mind and don't think too much." ”

The girl closed her eyes.

The lark raised a hand, and the faint sound of wind lingered on his fingertips, as the previous scene was repeated, a few breaths, a snow-white chess piece, condensed at the fingertips of the lark, and his other hand was placed on Pei Lingsu's back through his shirt, and the two of them closed their eyes at the same time, as if they had fallen into the sea.

The entire bamboo building fell silent in an instant-

"Buzz".

Layers of qi swayed on the ground where the two of them were sitting cross-legged, and it was moonlight and breeze.

Pu Yan's clothes were blown up and down, and he quickly held it down, holding his breath, and then raised his head, looking at the three young big men in front of him cautiously.

These three are people who stand at the top of the world.

The pumice rock is a bit trance-like.

Ning Yi didn't dare to say a word again, slowly sat down, and after the bamboo building qi machine swung away, he silently picked up the girl's saber, crossed his knees, folded his fingers with both hands, lowered his head, pressed the scabbard with his elbows, and made a joint movement, I don't know what he was silently reciting.

Cinnabar lowered her head and took a pen and paper to record some trivial things.

Song Yiren was like a wood carving, calmly staring at Pei Lingsu and the lark.

Those two are the real wood carvings.

......

......

Everyone's soul is an ocean.

It's just that the cultivation is different, and the appearance of this sea is also different, some people are a dry stream, and some people are a calm lake mirror...... And once a powerful spiritual practitioner once said that everyone's divine soul can become the sea, because that is what we are.

Is the essence of cultivation a detachment from the mundane, or a return to the self?

The essence of human beings, is it human beings or not?

These questions have been raised and debated over and over again for nearly a thousand years, and the meaning of the questions discussed is destined to be impossible to quarrel about...... Several academies in Tiandu finally came to a conclusive conclusion.

Don't go to the gods.

Most of the people who practice the soul will become "crazy".

What is the meaning of pursuing meaning, cultivating divine thoughts, becoming powerful, and pursuing the origin is not as good as mastering the present...... Since then, the practitioners of the academy have stopped exploring the roots of the "Divine Sea" and have focused on owning that sea.

What they have to do is to build their own "soul palace".

Outside the sea of gods, build a soul palace.

This is the role of the Divine Soul Secret Archive, releasing that powerful Divine Sea...... No one can escape this step.

A young man dressed in a linen robe stood in the mist.

In front of him, there was a thick white mist, with a biting chill.

Above his head were two walls of invisible, almost reaching to the sky, forcing himself to stand in a cramped space, advancing and retreating, not knowing where he could lead.

The "lark" stared at all this with a blank face.

He was sure that this was what he saw in the carriage for the first time when he looked inside—a flying sword hanging in the air, a hanging mountain splashed with ink, and an old dragon...... It's just that I have magnified countless times, or rather, I have shrunk countless times, and I came here.

This is the Soul Palace.

He was looking for the root of the disease.

(Merry Christmas everyone~)