Chapter 3: The Spark Pilgrimage
Ye Qingrou woke up from her slumber, Fang Cai's sharp pain was reduced a lot, she lowered her head, and found that the wound on her abdomen had been medicated and bandaged, bursts of warmth came from the wound, she couldn't help but blush again, she had never let a man touch her, she actually had physical contact with the same man twice in a row. She slowed down and got out of bed, staggered to the courtyard, and saw a handsome young man boiling medicine, the fan in his hand shook and shook, and the fragrance of medicine filled the courtyard.
Ye Qingrou couldn't help but stare at it a few more times, she had a scruffy beard in prison before, and her voice was a little hoarse, she thought it was an uncle in her thirties and forties.
"Your injuries are not healed, it's best not to get out of bed and move"
"I'm not so expensive, it's just a small injury" Ye smiled softly and shook her head, and she was no longer as cold as before, after all, it was Xiao Ran who saved her life, there were traitors in the Shenwu camp, there must be someone chasing them outside, and now the two of them had to hide, and they were on the same boat.
"This assassination should not be accidental, including your mission is under the plan of the people in the dark," Xiao Ran said. "Well, but they miscalculated your strength, which directly led to the failure of the mission" "Wu Xiaoying's body has no place to deal with, and now that eighty percent has been discovered by the police, what do you think the Shenwu Battalion will think of this matter" Xiao Ran looked at Ye Qingrou
"I checked the information before I came, and the place where you were held is not in the case records of the Shenwu Camp, and the information about you records that you were unfortunately killed while going out on a mission"
"It means that I am a dead person to the outside world now?" Xiao Ran raised his eyebrows, "Yes" Ye nodded softly, "As long as the two of us die, this matter will be completely wiped out as if it never happened, if Wu Xiaoying's body falls into the hands of the Shenwu Battalion, something will definitely be found, so the people in the dark will definitely help us clean up the mess, we shouldn't worry about this." ”
"Oh, I have to thank them, we may be disappearing for a while, do you have any relatives, are you settled?" Ye shook his head softly, "I only have one younger sister, she has never seen her since she was taken in as a disciple by an elder of the Shenwu Camp when she was young, because of her, I joined the Shenwu Camp" Xiao Ran sighed, "It seems that we are all barefoot, not afraid of wearing shoes"
Ye Qingrou drank the medicine, and went to rest after acupuncture, and when he had to take off his clothes during acupuncture, it was inevitable that he would be embarrassed again, but Xiao Ran's acupuncture was not bad, which made Ye Qingrou a little more curious about him in his heart.
Xiao Ran returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, meditated and concentrated, as soon as the purple mansion opened, the monk could see his spiritual world, and in the dark blue rendered world, an old man sat cross-legged in the void, "Master", Xiao Ran bowed his head and bowed, if he hadn't met the master, he would still be locked up in prison now.
"It's useless to be less tidy" The white-bearded old man scolded with a smile, "You kid will have more places to thank me in the future", the prison just happens to be the sleeping place of the old man, of course, if it weren't for Xiao Ran's mental power being different from ordinary people, the old man would not choose him, about the origin of the old man, Xiao Ran didn't ask much, but he knew that the old man would not harm himself.
"Now that you have opened up the Purple Mansion, there are exercises that can be taught to you" The young man waved his hand, and a golden light flew out of his sleeve, turning into a book in front of Xiao Ran, and the five big characters on it were shining: "Xinghuo pilgrimage decision?" Xiao Ran stretched out his hand to touch the golden book, and suddenly his body was bursting, and a huge amount of information poured into his mind like an ocean, and he vaguely heard an ancient vicissitudes of life
"The spark of the stars can set the prairie on fire, and the nine stars can gather together before they can make a pilgrimage" This voice kept echoing in Xiao Ran's mind like a bell, and it was the voice of thousands of people coming from all directions, as if there were countless monks chanting scriptures in the ancient Buddhist hall, and every word exploded in Xiao Ran's mind like thunder.
Xiao Ran exhaled loudly and only relieved after a while, what kind of exercise is this Nima, there is such a big movement just by touching it!
"Qing Lao, this exercise is not practiced by mortals, is it?"
"Well, in the past, the core disciples of my clan would try to practice the exercises"
"Then how many people have cultivated?"
"Uh...... Seven or eight bars."
"How many years has this exercise existed?"
"Uh...... If you don't say it's going to take 10,000 years."
"Damn!" Xiao Ran screamed, "Tens of thousands of years are so seven or eight people to cultivate, do you think I look like the kind of genius that happens once in ten thousand years?"
According to the records in the exercises, first of all, the spiritual power is spread to the meridians of the whole body, and the spiritual veins are unified, so that the spiritual energy can be collected and released freely, reaching the point of sparks and prairie fire. It didn't sound like it was very difficult, but Xiao Ran found that it was simply difficult as a heaven, just sinking his spiritual power into his body took him a whole night, and the difficulty of cultivation made him desperate, but when he first observed his body with a third vision, he was really surprised. The feeling is indescribable, as if a transparent self is standing in front of me, only the brain is cloudy. Of course, I can only see the general direction of the aura in my body, and when Xiao Ran was addicted, the corners of the young man's mouth in the Shenhai twitched, this little bastard is still too difficult, how many people are here for months, or even years.
"You run the aura now, see"
Xiao Ran's mind moved, and the aura in his body was instantly mobilized, and the efficiency was more than twice as high as before, just like drawing, his previous self was closed by feeling, but now he opened his eyes, Xiao Ran was overjoyed, which greatly reduced the waste of aura, and few people at the same level could consume more energy than themselves.
"Next, I'll teach you how to condense the Mark of Fire with Aura"
Qing Lao flew out of Xiao Ran's body directly, Xiao Ran also opened his eyes, "Remember, the imprint is not painted, it is to peep through the avenue to understand the essence of fire aura" "Oh?
"Is there anyone who has comprehended the seal of the five middle schools" Xiao Ran was curious, Qing Lao thought about it, and still replied that there was, "But that person is too far away for you and me, you still condense the fire mark first, whether the monk has a spirit mark or not is a watershed, the cultivation speed of the spirit seal monk and the strength of the same level state must crush ordinary monks, because of this, the existence of spirit seal monks is extremely rare, you must seriously condense it, so that there is hope!"
After Qing Lao finished speaking, the rich aura of the seal on his hands was entwined around his fingertips, and a formation diagram faintly appeared in front of the seal, Qing Lao snorted lightly, and the mark in his hand changed, and the mark was also abruptly enlarged at his fingertips, and finally fell at Xiao Ran's feet.
"This is the formation of comprehending the aura, let's feel it well, and strive to condense the fire spirit seal, how can my Qingmang's disciple not be too bad!"
"Hmm" Xiao Ran nodded and realized the importance, sat cross-legged at the moment, and quickly entered the state. Qing Lao nodded with satisfaction, his heart was also a little nervous, Xiao Ran was his hope to go back, he naturally hoped that Xiao Ran would have a higher understanding, he didn't think that Xiao Ran could feel the same two as himself, as long as he could successfully comprehend the fire mark, with his understanding of the Xinghuo pilgrimage, there was still hope to fight back into the clan within a hundred years.
"Family," the old man sighed, as if there was some unspeakable pain in his heart.