Wen Liang flatteringly begged Wen He, who was boiling with blood, to calm down quickly, and he looked at the young man in front of him, and his heart was stunned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. Once upon a time, they played a game of peek-a-boo together, fought and bullied people together, stole clothes together, and robbed people together. But the world is impermanent, people's hearts are unpredictable, when the Wen family abandoned Wen He, Wen Liang became the first batch of people to show loyalty to the Wen family, he used a leather whip to beat Wen He ten times, to draw a clear line between the two, in the years to come, he became a sycophant around the civilization, often giving Wen and other punishments.

The past is unbearable, the past flashed in Wen He's mind like flowing water, and his heart was as hard as iron and as cold as snow. If it weren't for that accident, his current cultivation would probably have reached the realm of qi refining, and his life would never be as unbearable as it was in front of him, and more importantly, the Wen family and the Ye family would have cut off his future and taken away the spiritual root that belonged to him.

"Go back and tell the Wen family, let them wait for my revenge, what they did to me and my mother in the past, I will let them pay back tenfold. Wen He turned his head, and the wind blew away a few tears in his eyes, which was his farewell to the unbearable past, "And the Ye family, they don't want to avoid my hatred and anger, let them send people from the Qi Refining Realm, otherwise they won't be able to kill me." ”

After saying that, Wen He strode away, leaving Wen Liang inexplicable but full of surprises.

The No. 3 medicine slave was roasting the meat, it wasn't roasting, it was just thawing, he glanced at Wen He indifferently, "I heard No. 7 say that your spiritual root was taken away?"

Wen He sat down, as if he had forgotten the past, and at this moment, he didn't know what it meant when he heard this No. 3 medicine slave mention it like this, he nodded indifferently, and prepared in his heart, and after breakfast, he and the No. 3 medicine slave went to find the three-leaf Zhu Wenguo. After getting rid of the shackles of the gray robe, he will find a way to get rid of the poison on his body, and then go to the Heavenly Sword Sect. Only by joining a sect can he understand more, this is his plan.

"Presumably he also knows, maybe he hopes that your spiritual root can grow again. The No. 3 medicine slave handed a piece of thawed wolf leg to Wen He, "Raw is more valuable than cooked." ”

Wen He didn't quite understand the words of this No. 3 medicine slave, although he didn't have the best spiritual root, it didn't mean that he couldn't cultivate, as long as he kept working so hard, he would definitely be able to surpass many geniuses.

"Don't be afraid to say a word that will hit you, because that is also a fact, throughout the ages, there has never been a person who has cultivated to reach the realm of enlightenment without a spiritual root. The No. 3 Medicine Slave pondered for a while before slowly speaking, "Because the so-called Tongzhi is actually the bridge between heaven and earth, this bridge is the keel of people, and the spiritual root is the root of the keel. If you don't have a spiritual root, you can't get through!"

Wen He chuckled, the wolf leg in his hand fell to the snow, he never knew that there was such a thing, deprived of the spiritual root, lost the spiritual root and could not get through, which made it difficult for him to accept.

"There are thousands of cultivators in the world, but there are very few who can achieve cultivation, and one of the very important reasons is that the vast majority of people do not have spiritual roots. The No. 3 Medicine Slave sighed, and came with a word of comfort that was not salty or light, "However, there are very few people who can really open the bridge between heaven and earth, and there are only a handful of people in the entire Tianluo Kingdom." ”

"Can this spiritual root grow again if it is deprived?, or can it take away someone else's spiritual root?" Wen He seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, if he couldn't reach the realm of enlightenment, how could he find the Ye family for revenge? So he was desperate to get the spiritual root, even if it was the worst.

"As far as I know, if you are stripped of your spiritual roots, you will not be able to regenerate, and you will not be able to transplant them again. The bland words turned into a ruthless knife and stabbed into Wen He's heart, and the No. 3 medicine slave sighed again, "Fate sometimes plays tricks like this, but as long as you don't give up, there will always be hope." ”

After being silent for a long time, Wen He picked up the wolf leg on the ground and continued to bite it, and his whole person looked much more indifferent. Eating in a big gulp, he didn't accept his fate, he had survived so much pain, and he would not give up until now.

While eating meat, he began to concentrate on studying the hypnotic technique in the big dream space, and he did not have any ancestors or famous teachers to teach him in this regard, so he could only slowly explore it by himself. As for the runes he had refined, he still couldn't trace and use them.

The reason why he studied this hypnotic technique was because last night, in the black, he was unable to perform hypnotism on the wolf demon. At present, the method of hypnosis he has mastered is to hypnosis with his eyes, which requires a premise, that is, the other party can see his own eyes. If you can use your voice to hypnotize, wouldn't you be able to perform it in the dark or when you have your back to others? Even Wen He thought of movements and gestures to hypnosis, he had heard his mother say that there is a woman in Tianluo who is good at singing and dancing, and her singing and dancing are very charming and make people lose their hearts.

Being able to dedicate a mind to cultivation, Wen He can also do other things. After he finished eating the wolf demon, he and the No. 3 medicine slave went to the side of Sanye Zhu Wenguo, as for the people from Sanhe Town, someone would lead them to the gray-robed old man.

"This firefox is not big, but it is extremely fast and quite intelligent. The No. 3 Medicine Slave talked about the habits and characteristics of the fire fox and so on, so that Wen He could understand, "It is almost impossible to kill it, but I only need to capture the three-leaf Zhu Wenguo, although it is not fully ripe yet." ”

The two of them walked all the way to a canyon area, and the No. 3 medicine slave stopped, "Just five hundred meters ahead, you attract the attention of the fire fox in front, I will wait for the opportunity to move, once I win the three-leaf Zhu Wenguo, you can leave." ”

Wen He took a look at the canyon, there was no snow in it, and he felt that there was still a little heat in the canyon, "Yes, maybe we won't see each other again, you taught me boxing before, and now I return you." After saying that, he walked in slowly.

The toxin on his wrist did not spread, it should be attributed to the Heaven and Earth Body Building Technique, but the toxin on the wrist of the No. 3 Medicine Slave did not spread either, although the line seemed to be spreading after special treatment, but it could not hide from Wen He's eyes.

I'm afraid that the No. 3 medicine slave has already had a way to suppress or even exorcise the toxin, but he has been hiding, is it just for this three-leaf Zhu Wenguo? Wenhe feels that things are not so simple, this No. 3 medicine slave itself is extraordinary, it seems that he is a little more guarded.

Less than a hundred meters forward, turning a corner, Wen He saw a demon beast more than one meter long and covered in flames, it was staring at Wen He with wide eyes, obviously it had already noticed that someone had come in.

This is the fire fox in the mouth of the third medicine slave, it has the characteristics of a fox, except that the fur is particularly conspicuous in the fiery red. Not far from the fire fox, there was a small fiery red fruit the size of a thumb, and over there was the three-leaf Zhuwen fruit they were looking for.

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