"Master, it's okay, Xiaoyu's lost aura will be replenished soon, let's ask Wen Ziqing in a while, there are a lot of aura that Xiaoyu needs on the jade he found last time, when the time comes, let's go back to Kyoto, master, you go to find some jade for Xiaoyu, this aura can be replenished soon." Xiaoyu comforted Zhou Yuanyuan in turn.

The guilt in Zhou Yuanyuan's heart, Xiaoyu knew it clearly. As Zhou Yuanyuan's spiritual treasure, Xiaoyu felt that such an owner was what it had always hoped for.

In millions of years, Xiao Yu has seen thousands of people, and there is not a single one who does not want it to contribute its own aura. Even if it was Xiao Yu's previous master, he would let Xiao Yu spit out some innate aura for him to use regularly. Or alchemy, or give it away, depending on the mood of the owner. Xiaoyu couldn't refuse at all.

Only Zhou Yuanyuan, not only did he not ask Xiaoyu to contribute aura, but every time he used Xiaoyu's aura, Zhou Yuanyuan felt very grateful. From Zhou Yuanyuan, Xiaoyu received respect that it had never felt before.

With tears in his eyes, Zhou Yuanyuan injected a trace of the innate aura contributed by Xiaoyu into the top of Zhou Xi's head. Zhou Xi's situation was not optimistic, Zhou Yuanyuan didn't dare to drag it out any longer, so he had to be sorry for Xiaoyu. However, Zhou Yuanyuan swore this time that after passing this hurdle, she would definitely cultivate hard and strive to make up for Xiaoyu's lost aura as soon as possible.

Zhou Xi had Xiaoyu's aura in his body, and the skin and flesh on his body grew dozens of times faster. After the medicinal juice in the pool touched Zhou Xi's body, it would no longer "tear" the flesh and blood from Zhou Xi's body with bubbles tyrannically, but gently rippled around Zhou Xi.

Xiao Yu asked Zhou Yuanyuan to leave Zhou Xi alone, with Xiao Yu's innate aura assistance, Zhou Xi absorbed the medicinal power in these medicinal juices, which was very beneficial to him.

In Xiao Yu's memory, the medicinal juice that Zhou Xi is soaking now is the favorite body forging medicinal juice used by body cultivation in the ancient cultivation realm.

In the ancient realm of cultivation, monks were divided into two types: Dharma cultivation and physical cultivation. The cultivation of Fa cultivation is to meditate every day to absorb the aura, and then use the aura cultivated by oneself on the spell. Zhou Yuanyuan is now taking the path of Fa cultivation.

Physical cultivation is different, physical cultivation is mainly based on physical training, such as constantly moving heavy objects under the hot sun, or wearing very little in the bitter cold, which are all methods for physical practitioners to exercise their physique, and some physical cultivation even have to soak in medicinal baths regularly to temper their physical strength to be stronger than the magic weapon of Dharma cultivation.

The cultivation methods of the two factions of Fa Cultivation and Physical Cultivation are different, and the two schools of Immortal Cultivation also do not like each other. Fa Xiu despises physical cultivation and focuses on physical training and forgets the importance of aura, while physical cultivation despises Fa Xiu's weak chicken-like body.

The pain of cultivating the body is too great, and many monks are reluctant to choose this path, so the body cultivation has gradually disappeared into the long river of history.

The monks of the Yushan faction were obviously in the same vein as Fa Xiu, and they didn't know where the people of Bao Pu Dao got these recipes for forging body juice, and used them on Zhou Xi.

What does Bao Pu Daoren want to do? Let a Fa cultivator have a body comparable to the strength of a magic weapon? If this method is really good, why don't he use it himself? Zhou Yuanyuan felt that his mind was a little confused.

After the pain in Zhou Xi's body slowly subsided, his mind returned to clarity. Just now, he was in severe pain, as if he had hallucinations, and saw a little young lady in Kyoto?

Was it really the little lady who came to rescue him? Or was he really in too much pain to see the person he wanted to see? Zhou Xi knew that Zhou Yuanyuan was a monk, and he was a monk with a high level of cultivation. If there is anyone in this world who can save him, Zhou Xi feels that except for Zhou Yuanyuan, no one else has this ability.

Zhou Xi slowly opened his eyes and saw a small figure sitting by the pool, looking at him worriedly, which one is not Zhou Yuanyuan?

Zhou Yuanyuan saw that Zhou Xi wanted to speak, so he quickly stopped him.

"Grandpa Xi, you concentrate on absorbing the medicinal power, if you have any questions, let's talk about it later. ”

Zhou Yuanyuan's voice was as soft as Zhou Xi had heard when he was in Kyoto before. Is it really that the little lady is here! Does the little lady know that I am better off living here than dying, and has come to rescue me? A glimmer of hope surged in Zhou Xi's heart.

"Grandpa Xi, these medicinal juices are good for your body now, you concentrate on absorbing them first, and I will wait for you here. We'll talk about that later. Zhou Yuanyuan was afraid that Zhou Xi didn't understand what she meant, so he said it again. After all, Zhou Xi had just encountered the pain of scraping flesh and bones in this pool of medicinal juice, and it was inevitable that he would have palpitations. If it weren't for Xiaoyu saying that the medicinal juice was rare, Zhou Yuanyuan would have wanted to fish Zhou Xi out.

Zhou Xi nodded and closed his eyes.

At this time, the medicinal juice of the full pool turned into a supple spiritual power and surged into Zhou Xi's meridians, which made Zhou Xi a little fluttery, as if flying in the clouds.

Zhou Xi never knew that such a painful medicinal bath in Zhou Yuanyuan's hands would bring him such a relaxed and comfortable feeling.

Zhou Xi has been suffering for ten days. These medicinal juices made Zhou Xi more and more painful every time. Before Zhou Yuanyuan arrived, Zhou Xi had soaked in two pools of medicinal juice, and each time he survived it in a thrilling way.

If he had known that he would experience such pain when he came to the Yushan faction, Zhou Xi didn't know if he would have followed Wu Xiuyun without hesitation. Thinking of the experience of more than a month, Zhou Xi felt that his life in the rain of bullets for more than ten years was like living in heaven.

It has been more than a month since Zhou Xi came to the Yushan faction, and on the first day he came, the face of the people who hugged Pu Dao was full of astonishment when they saw Zhou Xi, which made Zhou Xi a little overwhelmed.

Zhou Xi thought that after staying here for a few days, he might be able to beg Bao Pu Daoren to let him go home. After all, his age is not young, and it is not as important as him staying in Kyoto to accompany General Zhou to become an immortal cultivator or something.

Zhou Xi's words were destined not to have a chance to say to Bao Pu Daoren. This time, the Baopu Daoist has completely changed from the Baopu Daoist Zhou Xi saw decades ago, not only his appearance is much older, but even his temper is much worse.

In addition to guiding Zhou Xi's cultivation every day, Zhou Xi couldn't see him at all for the rest of the time.

Zhou Xi was not discouraged, since he came, he didn't expect to be able to go home in a short time. can learn a little more skills, and Zhou Xi will not reject it.

It took Zhou Xi a week to learn the complete exercises of the Yushan Sect. The excess aura in the tendons and veins was successfully stored in the dantian.

When the people of Baopu Dao came to check Zhou Xi's cultivation results every day, they would frown tightly and let out a long sigh.

Although Zhou Xi didn't understand the reason, he didn't think much about it.