Mingchen looked at He Lang, his eyes scanned around him sharply, and the corners of his mouth moved, but he stopped talking: "Two little friends, the old man only has a superficial understanding of the art of talisman making, He Lao, you still came to visit, it really tormented me." ”

At the same time, both of them had more respect for Mingchen, but they didn't expect that the number one master of the Upper Cultivation Realm Talisman would be so humble, and they couldn't help but be in awe.

Later, Mingchen answered the questions and confusions raised by Zhan Zhaohua one by one, when Zhan Zhaohua mentioned that the talisman he made would deviate due to different times and places, Mingchen replied with a smile: "Zhan Xiaoyou, the talisman will change due to the different people who cast it, and according to the different surrounding environment, it will also affect the strength of the effect of a talisman, which also requires more perception and practice, but I have a set of exercises with a stable breath to teach you, which should be able to overcome your current problems." ”

Zhan Zhaohua didn't expect to be able to get a gift from the other party's exercise cheats, so he stood up in surprise and thanked: "Senior, junior is honored, unstable breath not only exists in the casting of spells, but also often encounters when practicing pranayama on weekdays, which is great." ”

He Lang was also surprised to see it, he also knew that Zhan Zhaohua was a single spirit root of the fire system, so when he practiced and cast spells, his lower plate was unstable, and it was always a hidden danger for him to further improve, but he never thought that he had found a solution now, so he was naturally happy for the other party.

Mingchen got up and walked to the door, whispered a few words to a waiting boy by the door, and the boy turned and left.

He Lang sat on the side, not as cramped as he had been at the beginning, he felt that Mingchen was like a very kind elder, but because he didn't know how to make talismans, he couldn't ask any valuable questions, so he had to listen quietly and not say a word.

Zhan Zhaohua and Mingchen have been communicating about talisman making issues for more than an hour, and after Mingchen finished answering Zhan Zhaohua's question, he suddenly turned his attention to He Lang.

He Lang was also stunned by Mingchen, and immediately sat upright, and looked at each other with doubts on his face.

"He Xiaoyou, do you have an aura that cannot be dissolved in your abdomen, thus affecting the progress of your cultivation?" Mingchen said suddenly.

He Lang was so shocked by the other party's words that he immediately bounced up, and hurriedly replied: "Senior, how do you know, He Lang is precisely because the aura cannot fully travel in the dantian, and the eight veins of the Qi Jing have never been able to penetrate, let alone condense the qi into liquid, which has been bothering the juniors for several years. ”

Mingchen twisted his beard and said, "Not only are your aura movements currently blocked, but there are three forces in your body that are constantly fighting. ”

Saying that, Mingchen glanced at Zhan Zhaohua, and it seemed inconvenient to say the following words in front of the other party.

"Senior, but it doesn't hurt to say it, this is my second brother, he is not an outsider. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have swapped bodies with someone not long ago!" Mingchen said firmly, and his face did not change.

As soon as these words came out, He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua were shocked at the same time.

He Lang was even more stimulated, he didn't expect the other party to see that he had been taken away, just when he was so surprised that he was speechless for a while, Mingchen said again: "You don't need to panic, it is actually very simple to see this, after you enter the door, the unstable breath in your body is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, I feel that something is wrong, your current situation, I am afraid that it is made by the traces left by the person in the original body, but ......"

Mingchen twisted his beard again and said puzzledly: "But what I can't understand is that there is a third force in your body, and this power is obviously suppressed, once you break through the barrier, your life may be in danger!"

How could He Lang not know that what he had been worried about was the amnesiac person who had appeared before, if that person reappeared, he might not be as lucky as before to wake up again, and it was inevitable to be devoured by it.

"Senior, I hope you will give me some guidance on how to suppress this third force. He Lang hurriedly asked.

"You need to break through to the foundation as soon as possible so that the things that hinder the flow of spiritual energy in your body can be eliminated so that you can suppress that power. ”

He Lang suddenly thought of his previous stunt, the Qi of Condensing the Soul, but since he changed his body, he has not been able to display it, could it be that the thing that Mingchen said about is the obstacle?

After that, He Lang hesitated to tell his thoughts to Mingchen, especially the aura of condensing souls, and said it without reservation, and after Mingchen heard it, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he thought for a moment before asking: "He Xiaoyou, have you been to Hejiazhuang, four hundred miles outside the north gate of Qingshui City?"

He Lang was shocked again, and he hurriedly said: "Senior, He Lang is the person of He Jiazhuang, but he was slaughtered by wicked people six years ago, and Zhuangzi is long gone. ”

As he spoke, he felt sad.

Of course Mingchen knows this, he went to Hejiazhuang three years ago, and all he saw was a piece of barren grass, and after asking passers-by, he learned that Hejiazhuang was burned by demons overnight, which is said to be a disaster caused by an ancestral treasure of the He family.

Thinking of this, Mingchen asked eagerly: "Do you know that there is an ancestral thing called the Fairy Spirit Mirror in the He family?"

"This ......" He Lang couldn't answer for a while, he would not easily tell this secret to others.

"He Xiaoyou, that fairy spirit mirror was handed over to He Wannian, the then head of the He family a hundred years ago, and I don't want to kill the people of Yizhuang because of this thing, I have always blamed myself. Mingchen sighed deeply.

He Lang also suddenly recalled what He Manpeng said when he handed over the fairy spirit mirror to him, but he didn't remember it very clearly, at that time He Manpeng did tell him that the fairy spirit mirror was given to the He family by an ancestor a hundred years ago, but who gave it exactly, he really couldn't remember, this was six years ago.

"Senior, were you a Yuanying cultivator at that time?" He Lang confirmed.

"Exactly, are you the descendant of He Wannian?"

Mingchen was surprised when he thought of this.

"I am his descendant, and the man you speak of is the great-grandfather of the younger generation. ”

The secret that has been buried in He Lang's heart for more than six years, the secret of the fairy mirror finally has a clue.

Later, Mingchen knew that the fairy mirror was actually in the left palm of the person in front of him, and he was even more shocked and speechless.

"Senior, what does this fairy mirror have to do with the He family, what kind of secrets are in it, can you tell me?" He Lang was anxious for a while, and asked what he wanted to know in his heart.

"The secret of this can't be explained, because doing these things is the instruction of the teacher, I'm afraid I won't know the reason until the teacher comes out!"

"I wonder when the mentor of the predecessors will be able to meet each other?" He Lang couldn't help asking.

"The master has been in retreat for fifteen years, and he should be able to leave the customs in a year, He Lang, I hope that during this period, you can stay in the Qingyu Gate, you are in a very dangerous situation at the moment, and the old decay can still protect you here. Mingchen looked at He Langdao worriedly.

"Your kindness is appreciated by the juniors, but at the moment I am in the Jade Immortal Gate, I'm afraid it is not convenient to stay here, but in a year, I will definitely come, you don't have to worry about me." ”

"Okay, let me help you take a look at the soul condensing qi in your body first, as long as this soul condensing qi can't absorb enough spiritual qi, it will be even more difficult for you to break through the foundation. ”

He Lang was even more puzzled, why did Mingchen know so much about the Qi of Condensing Souls?

Seeing He Lang's puzzled face, Mingchen said: "These are all what the master told me, this soul condensing qi in your body was refined by the Firmament Emperor Zun five thousand years ago, and the person who possesses this qi must have an inseparable relationship with the Firmament Emperor Venerable and the Immortal Spirit Mirror." ”

After He Lang heard this, he also knew nothing, but these words were almost different from what Brother Jing told him back then, and he was extremely excited to think that Mingchen knew so much about the secrets on his body.

"Senior, there is another thing that puzzles me, and I want to ask you too!"

He Lang told Mingchen that he couldn't concentrate in Liu Heng's homework class, hoping that the other party could give some guidance.

"I really can't answer the question you said, but I think it may also have something to do with that condensing spirit, so I'll check it for you first. ”

"Please bother your seniors. He Lang replied gratefully.

Unexpectedly, the bottleneck that he couldn't break through for several years was seen through by the person in front of him at a glance, and he was naturally happy in his heart, if he could really go to the next level with the help of the other party, then it would not be a dream to improve his diligence and slash the enemy.

Zhan Zhaohua was also happy with He Lang on the side, he didn't expect that the two of them would get such an opportunity by mistake.

Mingchen walked behind He Lang and said, "He Lang, you now try to absorb as much spiritual energy as possible from the fairy mirror into the dantian, and I will help you clear the blockage." ”

He Lang nodded and began to urge the aura of the Immortal Spirit Mirror in his left palm, and it flowed towards his body at a high speed, at this moment, Mingchen also had a luck in both palms, and a strong aura flow suddenly and continuously impacted his eight veins.

This long-lost feeling of comfort made He Lang close his eyes slightly, and he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a huge force in his body that was constantly stirring.

After a while, his face was dripping with sweat, his heart was beating wildly, and he was almost out of breath.

"He Lang, you try to press your breath under your chest as much as possible, steady, I will help you settle down, once you build a foundation and cross the tribulation, you must stabilize your mind. "Mingchen has just tried the strength of He Lang's internal qi, and he found that the other party's body has squeezed enough aura, once the dantian rushes away, the chance of successfully building a foundation will be very large, but at present, this kind of forcible foundation building is also very dangerous.

He Lang was also extremely nervous, he used all his strength to suppress the aura downward, and suddenly he heard a familiar roar in his ears again, he only felt that the air mass in his dantian was squeezed by a huge force, and the huge sound of squeezing formed a deafening roar.

He Lang also subconsciously used the dantian force, and the golden gas surrounded his body.

After a while, a larger roar sounded in the body, and the rumbling sound was endless.

Slowly, it finally settled, and the air mass gradually condensed into a liquid state by squeezing and rotating wildly, and in the continuous rotation, it rotated at high speed in the dantian.

His whole body suddenly seemed to be weightless, he felt as if he was floating in the air, and although he did not open his eyes, he could feel the earth under his feet, giving birth to the vitality of growth, and the river rushing and roaring tirelessly.

And above his head was lightning and thunder, and countless lights and shadows converged three feet above his head, these lights and shadows flashed with colorful light, gradually becoming more and more dazzling.

He wanted to escape from the strange vision, but no matter where he moved, the countless lights and shadows above him followed him closely.

Suddenly, an even more dazzling golden light burst out of He Lang's body, and this golden light quickly formed the form of a sword, striking towards the countless dazzling lights and shadows above his head.

Just listen to "Boom, boom!" The golden sword kept hitting the light and shadow that seemed to be stronger than it, and I don't know how long it took, the flickering light and shadow also began to fight back, and countless colorful lights struck the top of He Lang's head vertically.

He Lang only felt that his internal organs were almost shattered at the moment he was hit, like ten thousand steel knives stabbing his body at the same time.