Caring is chaotic, and in a panic, Tao Ziyi forgot that in the inheritance given to her by Xiao Mingru, these herbs that help to heal and nourish the soul and the spirit are recorded.

It's just that no matter which one it is, it's a scarce resource that is very hard to find. Even if one or two strains appear occasionally, they will be immediately bought by those powerful cultivators and powerful forces, and they will not stay in Fang City at all.

You must know that if a monk is injured, his body is still very good to heal, and the general healing elixir, plus the rest of the time of different lengths, will recover quickly. However, the damage to the soul and the spirit is very difficult to heal.

The primordial spirit and soul of low-level monks are still very weak, and the chance of injury is generally small, and they are basically directly wiped out by the opponent.

And like the monks above the knot stage, the primordial spirit has already begun to take shape, and how much can withstand some damage. But despite this, it is still very fragile, and after being injured, if it cannot be treated and recovered in time, the light person will not be able to exert the due spells and cultivation. The heavier ones are to regress and destroy their foundations. In the future, my cultivation will stop for the rest of my life, and I will not make any more progress.

This has also led to the scarcity of precious herbs such as requiem wood and nourishing god pill for the primordial spirit and soul.

Seeing Tao Ziyi frowning and pondering, she thought that she had guessed that these pills were difficult to find. Xue Zijing didn't want Tao Ziyi to be too disappointed, and comforted: "Ziyi, the master has already sent someone out to buy it, once there is a glimmer of news, the master will try his best to find it back, you don't have to worry too much!" ”

Hearing this, Tao Ziyi smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, master!" ”

Since studying alchemy, Tao Ziyi has also paid a lot of attention to this aspect, so she can also hear Xue Zijing's words of comfort, although she understands in her heart that it is not easy to find, her face has regained calm.

Tao Ziyi feels that as long as you want to find it, it is not completely without opportunities, after all, scarcity does not mean that there is no extinction.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little silent, Xue Zijing coughed lightly and changed the topic: "There is less than a year before the opening of the secret realm of Mengyang Mountain, and in the near future, the sect will invite Yuanying monks of various strengths to come to our sect as guests." Ziyi, you still have to prepare the following, when the time comes, it will depend on you! ”

A hint of nervousness flashed in Tao Ziyi's eyes, and she nodded yes. After a while, he said goodbye to Xue Zijing and returned to his cave.

For not having found a suitable exercise for herself, Tao Ziyi was a little annoyed in her heart. Now she really realized how difficult it was to cultivate this superlative spiritual root that had been passed down in ancient times without exercises. Whether it is the elixir or the absorbed aura, what can be converted into spiritual power and be absorbed is like a strand of hair, and the slightest growth cannot be felt at all. His dantian is like a bottomless pit, which can't be filled.

With a wry smile, Tao Ziyi gave up her cultivation. Thinking of several special pills such as Shenmu and Yangshen Pill, my depressed mood became even more irritable, as if I was under a lot of pressure now, and it was not easy to do it.

Sitting by the river in front of the door of the cave, holding his chin with both hands, staring at the flowing river in a daze, he was distracted.

Suddenly looked up at the sky in the distance, and a burst of spiritual power stirred up, making Tao Ziyi come back to her senses. I saw that in the distance, there were two familiar figures, one white and one pink, fighting. The green and gold rays were intertwined, and the battle was in full swing at this time.

Leng Yue was dressed in white, still looking cold, her expressionless hands flew up, releasing a golden knife that was condensed into spells. On the other side, Huanqing is finished playing with his eyes, his forehead is sweaty, his sleeves are flying, and he conjures up delicate and realistic flowers to meet the golden knife on the opposite side.

The two spells intersected, and there was really a popping sound, as if the illusory thing was really substantial.

Tao Ziyi was attracted by the fighting style of the two, and her depressed thoughts were temporarily put aside, but she unconsciously leaned over slowly.

This is Tao Ziyi's first contact with pure spell fighting, without magic weapons and magic weapons, and without the assistance of talismans. Relying on the comprehension of the two of them on their own attribute spells, whoever has more subtle spells and more subtle control of spiritual power output will have a great chance of winning the final victory.

These basic knowledge, Tao Ziyi has seen it in the records of the predecessors of the Ancient Cloud Sect in the Library Pavilion, I don't know how many times. Almost all the monks, when talking about the fighting method, will talk about this key point very solemnly.

It's just that Tao Ziyi only understands the meaning of the words, and she doesn't have that kind of understanding. Even the water system spells that he often uses, Tao Ziyi casts them, but he can't grasp any points at all, they are simply open and close, not to mention subtle, and they don't know how to control them subtly.

However, when she saw the second daughter's fighting method today, Tao Ziyi's attention was immediately attracted and hungry. With the release of each spell of Leng Yue, his expression did not change, and the aura on his fingertips was very clear, and when he mobilized the aura of heaven and earth, he gave people the feeling of sparks burning the prairies, which made Tao Ziyi feel quite touched.

Look at the gossip in the sky, colorful, big or small, all kinds of flowers, competing for beauty, giving people a feeling of a sea of flowers. This not only made Tao Ziyi's eyes flash. You must know that she used to be, but she was a peach tree demon rooted in the soil, and she would also be in full bloom when the peach blossoms on the branches were in full bloom when spring came.

It's just that seeing and really realizing and merging are definitely two different feelings. In the end, Tao Ziyi's hands had begun to raise unconsciously, and she began to make random comparisons like students learning to draw.

As a Chaos Spirit Root, Tao Ziyi can cast spells of any attribute. Even though she didn't have any exercises, she could simply perform some small Dharma books. For example, flowers condensed on the fingertips, or golden knives.

However, for those who have not mastered the exercises, the flowers and golden knives that have been condensed are also knowledgeable and have a silhouette, and they are not at all as godlike as when the two women were fighting.

After condensing it a few times, Tao Ziyi frowned, always feeling that what she had condensed was very empty, it was completely a flower shelf, and what she exuded was the power of the middle stage of foundation building, but if you look closely, you will find that the knowledge is superficial.

Thinking of this, Tao Ziyi did not gather spells, but began to sort out the spells of various attributes that she had seen in the library pavilion. Over and over again, from the early stage to the late stage of the Qi refining period, all the way to the spells before the foundation was built, Tao Ziyi couldn't say that she had written them all down, but there were also seven or eight out of ten.

In this way, two more people are now demonstrating for him, and when Tao Ziyi confirms the knowledge in her memory, the harvest is also huge. Although the exercises used by the two at this time were already in the foundation building period, if they looked closely, they could still see a trace of the shadow of the basic exercises. This gave Tao Ziyi a lot of inspiration!

Water is formless, but it is also tangible, or it is as vast as the sea, or as small as rain