In the evening, the sky was dark, with no moon or stars. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Yi sat cross-legged in the spiritual field, emptying his mind, forgetting himself, and keeping the spiritual platform clear. I saw that his hands were on his knees, his mouth was slightly open, and with a certain rhythm, his abdominal cavity was drummed and deflated, which was the external manifestation of his cultivation of the same breath of plants and trees.

However, unlike ordinary people, the immortal sword in front of Wang Yi stood out of thin air, emitting a sword groan from time to time, and if you look closely, you will find that Wang Yi's breathing rhythm is the same as the sword chant.

The reason why Wang Yi chose this time to cultivate the same breath of plants and trees is mainly because according to the records in the jade slips, the best time to practice the same breath of plants and trees is early morning and evening, during these two periods, the breath of plants and trees is the heaviest, and it is also the easiest for monks to capture, in addition to this, he wants to verify the thoughts in his heart.

After reading the jade slip that recorded the herbs and trees breathing and spitting technique, Wang Yi's first feeling was that he was happy, and the second feeling was that the immortal sword was helpful for him to practice the herb and tree breathing technique, after all, the immortal sword has always had a lot of extraordinary, and more importantly, the immortal sword absorbed a lot of heaven and earth elixirs, and was born close to plants and trees, elixirs, which made Wang Yi feel that the immortal sword could bring him surprises, of course, the premise of all this is because the immortal sword and Wang Yi's breath are connected and inseparable from each other.

Time passed, I don't know how long it took, a dim star suddenly leaned out of the night, emitting its own light, at this moment the immortal sword suddenly let out a crisp sword groan, and Wang Yi also took a deep breath.

After the sword groan, the immortal sword fell completely silent, and Wang Yi's breathing became weaker and weaker, and finally it was almost inaudible, like a dead person, but if you looked closely, you would find that the sword groan still sounded from time to time, and the breathing continued, but both of them became very weak and slow.

As this state continued, some green light spots that were invisible to the naked eye emanated from several lingzhi plants around Wang Yi, and along with Wang Yi's breathing, they were swallowed into Wang Yi's body.

Although there were few points of light, Wang Yi still felt a cool feeling, which made Wang Yi feel a hint of joy in his heart, at this moment Wang Yi felt as if he had become a Ganoderma lucidum and breathed with several Ganoderma lucidum around him, this feeling made Wang Yi feel very wonderful.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and with Wang Yi's joy, Wang Yi quickly withdrew from this wonderful state.

When he opened his eyes, a trace of regret flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, but soon this regret disappeared, replaced by a deep joy, although the wonderful state just now only lasted for a short moment, but it also showed that he had touched the threshold of the Grass and Trees Breath Breath Technique, and at the same time, it also proved that the Immortal Sword could indeed help him cultivate the Grass and Trees Breath Breath Technique.

Holding the Immortal Sword in his hand, bending his fingers on the sword body, listening to the crisp sound of the sword, Wang Yi had to feel in his heart that the Immortal Sword was worthy of being his weapon to protect the path, and along the way, the Immortal Sword had really helped him a lot.

Whew, reined in his mood, Wang Yi quickly devoted himself to the cultivation of the Grass and Trees Breathing Technique again, and this cultivation was all night.

Feeling the warmth of the sun, Wang Yi opened his eyes and stood up, with a trace of annoyance on his face.

But this can't be blamed on Wang Yi, it's really that kind of coolness is too comfortable, every time Wang Yi can't restrain his mind, resulting in a failure, Wang Yi told himself more than once that he must hold back, but unfortunately every time this coolness hits, he always can't help it.

In fact, Wang Yi's progress is already very amazing, if Gu Mad knows Wang Yi's progress, I am afraid he will also be surprised, after all, it took him a lot of effort to get started.

Feeling his own state and calming down, Wang Yi got up and walked back to the house, last night in order to catch the breath of the grass and trees, he spent a lot of energy, and he needed to take a rest, not to mention that he also understood the truth that speed is not enough.

Just as Wang Yi was resting, a strange change quietly occurred on a deserted island thousands of miles away.

I saw that the desert island was full of green trees and flocks of birds, but now many trees on the desert island have been cut down, many precipitous places have also been filled, and a piece of flat land has been transformed into the prototype of a spiritual field.

This is the location of the new medicine garden developed by Yuheng Yimai, named Jiuling Island.

On the eastern slope of Jiuling Island, a temple is located here, although the temple is not large, it can still be difficult to hide its gorgeous color from its structure and decoration.

At this time, in the hall, there were four people sitting in a row but no one spoke, the faces of the four were not good-looking, and the atmosphere was very dull, and these four people were the four foreign affairs elders of the Zhenhai Sect, responsible for scheduling the affairs of this place.

After a while, a monk in his forties was the first to lose his breath and spoke:

"That underground crack is getting bigger and bigger, and Ming Yuan Zhenren has been deep in it for a month, and there is not the slightest news coming, what are you giving a word, what should I do?"

Hearing this, a gray-haired old man opened his eyes and said gently:

"Zhao Hai, don't worry, we should believe Elder Mingyuan, I believe that news will come soon. ”

At this time, the only old woman among the four said to the old man:

"Okay, you don't want to be with the mud on Thursday, we're going to figure out what to do next. “

Hearing this, the old man was silent, and Zhao Hai, who was the first to speak, said again:

"If you want me to say, there's nothing to think about, just inform the real person in charge, what do you think, Huangshi. “

As soon as the words turned, Zhao Hai pointed the finger at the fourth person who had not spoken, Huang Shi's figure was slightly fat, and he had been smiling on his face, looking very pleasing.

Hearing this, Huang Shi thought for a moment, restrained the smile on his face, and said solemnly:

"I also think that the real person in charge should be notified, this is really a bit weird. “

"Good"

As soon as he heard this answer, Zhao Hai patted the chair and got up to applaud, but he didn't expect that he had a calm face but a fiery temper.

"Then let's start voting. “

There is a sense of impatience in the words.

"Consent"

"Consent"

Zhao Hai and Huang Shi were the first to express their attitude, and then Zhao Hai turned his gaze, looked at the old woman, and asked:

"What do you think, Granny Qian?"

The old woman groaned for a moment and said:

"Consent"

Seeing that the three of them agreed, the white-haired old man knew that it was useless to oppose him, so he could only say helplessly:

"Consent"

But fortunately, this doesn't have a big impact on him, after all, it's not his lead, and he doesn't really disagree with asking for help, he also feels a little wrong with this time, and the reason why he opposes it is just that he is afraid that if something goes wrong in the future, he will take responsibility, but it doesn't matter now, after all, if something happens, there is also Zhao Hai in front of him.

And so the four of them came to an agreement.