The meaning of this sentence is that aura is the source of cultivation, just like cultivating internal force, there must be internal force in the body.

This cultivation of spiritual power also requires finding the source of that trace of spiritual power in order to strengthen this spiritual power.

It's just that Ziye, who was originally very relaxed, turned down after looking for it in her body three times according to the law.

Why didn't she see the slightest hint of the so-called aura?

Her body was as dry as a vast desert, not to mention the aura, and even the air didn't seem to exist.

Just when she was frustrated, the voice of the tower spirit said lazily like waking up from a big dream: "You are now covered with pores blocked, and the meridians are blocked, not to mention spiritual power, even the mysterious power you have no ......"

Its words made Zi Ye even more disappointed, "What do you mean, I can't cultivate?" ”

"Yes......" Ta Ling said very easily: "Didn't I sue you, you have to wash your muscles and cut the marrow first, and then you can channel spiritual energy, cultivate, and determine the world......

Ziye couldn't help but look at her skin a little helplessly, fair and transparent, soft and plump, what else is used to wash the muscles and cut the marrow.

"Can't you do it without washing?"

"Washing the muscles and cutting the marrow is a means to eliminate some unwanted impurities, garbage, and filth in your body, so as to make your physique lighter, without burden, etc., if you don't wash the muscles and cut the marrow, it is a lifetime of cultivation, and you can't condense a trace of aura."

"So what am I going to do?" Ziye said bitterly: "Find a place to take a good bath?" ”

This time it was Taling's turn to be frustrated, "You're still the first person to associate washing tendons with bathing......

Under Ta Ling's explanation, Zi Ye knew about the trouble of washing the muscles and cutting the marrow.

Because Ziye is essentially a meatless and unhappy guy, plus she lingers on the wine table with those aristocratic sons and brothers all the year round, she belongs to the standard Zhumen wine and meat stinky physique.

With such a physique, if you want to wash your muscles and cut the marrow, it is useless to rely on ** to rush the level alone, what you need is the cooperation of the pill.

When it comes to pills, Zi Ye is even more out of shape.

In her previous life, she only knew the pills of Western medicine and the decoction of Chinese medicine, and even what she needed to treat her second uncle was just a decoction handed down by her ancestors.

Although in the previous life of advanced technology, there were also means to make Chinese medicine into pills, but what was needed was high-tech formulas and instruments, and in this space, these two things were obviously not available.

"That's, little brat...... This elixir ......"

"I'm not called a little brat," Taling retorted, after being called for a long time, "My name is Zero." ”

"What?" Zi Ye was stunned: "The spirit of Ta Ling?" ”

"It's a qiē initial, the zero ...... that starts from zero"

"Oh......" Ziye suddenly realized: "It's the zero of the circle of eggs......"

Her voice paused, and she suddenly couldn't help laughing: "What kind of zero, let's call Dandan...... The balls are so loud and good......"

This is the first time I've heard someone say that "Dandan" sounds good.

It's just that this common sense thing, that tower spirit seems to have a little bit of a head, and after thinking about it for a while, he said helplessly: "Okay, let's just be a ball, it's just a name......"

After a little hesitation, it asked uneasily, "That...... Dandan...... Does it really sound good? ”。

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