Xie Xiaoman looked at the pill in front of him, and poured it into his mouth like a fried bean.

Because of the experience of the solid spirit anointing, the meridians in her body have been expanded a lot. This thing is like the bandwidth of broadband, once it goes up, the transmission rate per second will be much faster.

From this point of view, Xie Xiaoman is lucky. Wu Wei abolished her cultivation, but did not damage her meridians, so that the speed of her recultivation could be accelerated.

Rebuilding is like the account of an online game being deleted and stolen, and re-practicing the account, not to mention the hard work, depression is really a knot that can't be overcome.

However, once there are more practical benefits when you re-practice the number, such as a lot of newbie packages that were not available before, this kind of knot and depression will be diluted a lot.

Xie Xiaoman relied on the strength of his meridians, so he simply ate the Huakun Dan he bought.

A powerful aura, like a cloud, seemed to swim away in Xie Xiaoman's body.

If the road is well repaired, no matter how fast the car runs, it is not afraid. The majestic aura brought by the pill was like the tide of Qiantang, and it flowed endlessly, but in a moment, it dispersed in Xie Xiaoman's body and merged into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Xie Xiaoman took a deep breath and tried to enter the silence, in the dark world, the fireball had become the size of a basketball.

I can't complain that the world says that cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, wealth and wealth always come first.

It's just that although he is not alone, he does not have the identity and status of taking money for his own use in the Xie family, and it is too difficult to cultivate immortals just by buying pills.

Xie Xiaoman didn't think about those distant things now, she took a pill and ate it after she came out of meditation, no longer caring about other things, and practiced in meditation.

Tomorrow is the day when Xie An returns home, and when the time comes, will Huan Wen come to propose marriage?

It doesn't matter, though.

The darkness enveloped Xie Xiaoman's body, and she looked at the fire and darkness in front of her, feeling a little indifferent.

This is the state of mind she has experienced most often in the past few days after rebuilding. It's a real indifference, an indifference to everything in the world.

It turned out that when he entered this dark world, Xie Xiaoman would also feel this state of mind that was completely different from daily life, it was a state of detachment, as if he was looking down on all living beings from above.

But this time, that detachment went even further. It's not even just about looking down on sentient beings, but treating sentient beings and everything in the world as something they don't need to care about.

It's like humans don't care about the dust under their feet, and ants don't care about tiny microbes. It was a kind of indifference that followed absolute detachment, so that even human beings could not care about it.

I once mentioned this feeling to Xiaobai, but Xiaobai, who is a demon beast, can't understand this kind of thing, so I just give up.

Anyway, now in front of me, there is only such a smooth road, and other things, let's take a look.

So Xie Xiaoman indifferently crossed her knees and closed her eyes, the aura in her body gradually flowed, and the aura in the dark world slowly surged into her body.

Xie Xiaoman, who had already closed her eyes, couldn't see that the aura she had inhaled into her body was completely different from the process she had entered before.

In the past, the aura would turn into pure, light, colorless traces when it came into contact with her, and then enter her body. But now, the darkness entered her directly and clearly, without any hindrance.

If there were other immortal cultivators present, they would definitely be shocked and dropped.

The world's cultivation of immortals is to strip the aura of heaven and earth from physical things, and then simply absorb the aura into it.

This kind of stripping is naturally not 100%, and the speed of stripping is also very slow, which is one of the reasons why the cultivation of immortals has a long and indefinite life.

The detachment of the aura in the quiet world is the separation of darkness and colorlessness. All darkness represents the physical entity of the earthly world, something that people in immortal cultivation do not need. Only that little bit of colorless aura extracted from the darkness is what cultivators dream of.

However, Xie Xiaoman is now practicing, and he actually inhales the physical entities around him into his body along with the spiritual energy. This kind of practice is really unheard of!

The black aura swam in Xie Xiaoman's body, and slowly accumulated into the fireball in front of him, and the inner depths of the fireball gradually leaked out some weird black.

The black fused with the flames, pulsing slightly, like a sacrificial dance.

The dissolution and birth of life seem to be contained here......

When I woke up again, it was already night.

Xie Xiaoman pushed open the window, looked at the starry sky, breathed in the cool wind of the autumn night, and sighed slightly: "I really want to leave." She said softly.

"Hmm." Xiaobai, who turned into a human form, responded as if he didn't have anything, and straightened his robe beautifully, "But I can't leave, if I leave Jiankang City, maybe I will be found by Wu Wei, and I will ...... then."

I don't know when Xiaobai began to like to sit on the roof to absorb the moonlight.

The silver moonlight shimmered on him with a strange and beautiful light, as if he was about to go away in the next moment.

These two didn't know the story between Wu Wei and the woman holding the umbrella, so they had always been apprehensive about everything outside the city.

Otherwise, you would have left long ago. It's just that he survived, with Xie Xiaoman's cultivation that had recovered slightly, what difficulties could there be?

It's just very likely that she will die if she goes out, even if she doesn't die, she will be inexplicably abolished for another time to cultivate, which is enough for her Xie Xiaoman to stand it.

Xie Xiaoman looked back at the house, the curtains and light yarns, the gold and jewelry, and there was nothing she really liked.

Although she bears the surname of the Xie family, she Xie Xiaoman is not this mortal and rich person after all.

She couldn't help but sigh softly: "I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is too cold......"

The feeling of being cold in the heights, she didn't feel it now. It's just that the sentence "I want to go back with the wind" is a portrayal of her mood now.

It's just that the night is too late, and no one hears the Dongpo words she chanted. Even if someone hears it, I'm afraid they won't be able to appreciate the sentences and moods that can only flourish after hundreds of years.

It's like throwing the beauties of today's fashion magazines back to 500 years ago. Except for being regarded as a ** slut, I'm afraid no one will see any beauty.

No matter how wonderful the Dongpo words are, the celebrities of the Wei and Jin dynasties can only regard them as things that are popular in the market and do not care about words and sentences, and they cannot be elegant.

But of course, Xie Xiaoman also knew that it was impossible for him to settle the matter in front of him with this little bit of dancing and ink.

"Although I am a pacifist," Xie Xiaoman looked at the sky and shook his fists, "but there is a saying that power comes out of the barrel of a gun." ”