Qianrou touched her face, she was much better now than when she was in Linzhou City.

A large amount of impurities have been discharged when washing the tendons and marrow, some of the scars left in the secular world are gone, the dark skin left by the wind and sun has been replaced by pale light, the infiltration of aura has made her cheeks plump, and her eyes are not so sunken. At least now that the little monkey's shell had faded, she was quite satisfied, how could it be as bad as they said.

"I'm only ten years old, okay!" Mu Qianrou said helplessly.

"Whew! Monks live a long life, what is the difference?"

"Shhhh The round-faced girl immediately looked at her nose and nose and looked at her heart as a serious gesture.

Old man Zhuang is a middle-aged and elderly monk with half-white hair and beard, his hair is meticulously tied, his face is plain, and he is dressed neatly in the clothes of a foundation building disciple, without a trace of wrinkles, and it can be seen that he does not like the kind of character that the disciple is late.

"Uncle Zhuang is good!" The disciples greeted in unison.

Old man Zhuang raised his hand and pressed it. After a pause, he said:

"We talked about the birth of Reiki in the last section, and in this section we will talk about 'Divine Consciousness.'"

"Divine consciousness is a kind of divine incarnation, it is formless, it cannot be seen or touched, but it is manifested in its origin. For example, the ability of a person to walk, speak, do things, think, and so on is the function of the divine consciousness.

The five senses perceive the surface of things by their appearance, smell, touch, etc., but the consciousness can penetrate the surface of things to see their essence and then transmit them back to our brains.

"Here's an example." Old man Zhuang turned his back, released his senses, and said: "The penultimate row of teachers and nephews with a mole on their faces, male, twelve-year-old, on the second floor of Qi training, has a storage bag hidden in his arms. With that, he turned around.

"Is what Uncle Shi said right?"

Everyone looked at the little male cultivator in unison, there was indeed a mole on his face, and his arms were bulging, it seemed that Uncle Zhuang was right.

"For example, we usually need to recognize the owner of the storage bag or flying tool, in addition to the dripping blood to recognize the owner, we can also use the divine sense to recognize the owner, as long as the storage bag is marked with the divine sense.

However, we have to reach the third level of Qi cultivation in order to use our divine sense, and only when we can use our divine consciousness can we learn spells and manipulate magic weapons, and everything we have will have more possibilities! ”

In the cultivation room of the cave mansion of Qifeng Jinghuai Zhenjun.

Xiao Xi sat cross-legged on the ground, only to see him sweating profusely, his face was red, and his muscles were bursting up. Jing Huai kept sealing on his naked back, using his spiritual power to guide Xiao Xi's ice aura to suppress the fire poison that was raging and destroying everywhere in his body.

The collision of ice and fire brutally damaged his meridians in Xiao Xi's body.

Xiao Xi would experience such pain at the beginning of every month, all because of the resentment and fire poison in his body.

In the Kunlun Sect, he is the proud son of heaven that everyone envies, the blood descendant of Xiao Jinghuai, the Yuanying True Monarch, a 16-year-old Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivator, and the only mutated ice spirit root in the Western Mountain Region.

But none of them knew that in addition to the aura, there was also a parasitic fire poison in their dantian, which ranked fifth on the list of hundred poisons. Every month he had to go through the pain of fire and poison riots, burning his veins and veins.

But the good thing is that each time the meridians are calcined and reshaped, they become stronger. It's also a blessing in misfortune.

Two hours later, the fire and poison riot finally subsided, and was suppressed back into the dantian, Xiao Xi's face was pale and exhausted.

Jing Huai took out a jade box containing a vermilion fruit and handed it to Xiao Xi: "Quickly take it!"

After he had taken the fruit, he was allowed to soak in the pool of medicine that had been prepared.

"Master, it's the apprentice who has tired you."

Jing Huai wiped the sweat from his head: "Family, don't worry about this, you can heal well." ”

Xiao Xi nodded and watched Jing Huai go out.

Jing Huai stood on the edge of the cliff, his brows furrowed, worried.

What he didn't tell Xiao Xi was that his muscles and veins had become more tenacious, but how could there be no problem with a fire attribute toxin like fire poison that had been rooted in his body, when he repaired Xiao Xi's meridians four years ago, he found that there were cracks in the deepest part of each of his meridians, and there was a little black and red fire poison embedded in the cracks.

A monk, in addition to the dantian and the divine soul, a strong physical body is the most important thing. Just like now, Xiao Xi has completed his Qi training, but he has never dared to let him build a foundation.

When building the foundation, the aura is transformed from a gaseous state to a liquid state, which is bound to break through the seal that he blessed in Xiao Xi's dantian, and any external force influence when building the foundation may make him fail to build the foundation, and he can only complete it alone. This means that no one has suppressed the fire poison for him, and his tendons and veins have such hidden dangers, and when the tendons and veins are reshaped in the second stage, the fragile meridians cannot withstand the majestic aura impact when the foundation is built. When the fire poison spreads, and the muscles and veins are burned down, this favorite junior will only end up dying, and he never wants to see such a result.

Xiao Jinghuai closed his eyes, opened them again, his eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Senior brother!" An old man in a Taoist robe appeared beside Jing Huai Zhenjun.

"Senior brother is out of the customs?"

"Yes! Today is the first day of junior high school, so I know you're here. What's wrong with that junior?"

"Don't mention it, old ways!"

"Didn't you say that you were looking for Tianyang Yin Grass, it's been so many years, and there is no news yet?"

Jing Huai shook his head.

"Bing Linggen is too domineering, didn't you get a water system exercise? It is said that water and fire are incompatible, and the attributes of the water system exercises are mild, so why don't you give Xiao Xi's kid a try?"

"He has completed his qi practice, and if he changes the exercises, he will have to scatter his skills and re-cultivate, and the fire poison has been parasitic on his dantian, if there is no cultivation, there will definitely be only the end of the destruction of the muscles and veins."

After a pause: "If there is a top-level genius earth treasure yin and yang fruit that can repair the dantian and reshape the meridians, you can consider directly removing the fire poison in his dantian." It's just that this yin and yang fruit only appeared during the Great War of Immortals and Demons, and until now, no one has seen it again. ”

"It can only be said that this mutated ice spirit root is too domineering, and it is compatible with the fire poison attribute, and forcibly removing it may cause the dantian to shatter, it is really a rat bogey!" Yu Yang Zhenren sighed.

"I don't want to worry about these things, I recently got a few taels of cloud tea, and my senior brother came to taste it with me."

Yu Yang Zhenren agreed.

The two flew to the pavilion protruding from the cliff, Jing Huai took out the tea set and brewed the tea slowly, and the afterglow of the sunset spread all over the pavilion, gilding the two people in the pavilion with a layer of glow, a fairy scene.

Yu Yang Zhenren drank all the tea soup in the cup, and finally said: "That's right! I heard that you have accepted a disciple of the Water Spirit Root! ”

Jing Huai watched his senior brother taste tea like a cow, and his heart ached.

"Hmmm! It's a teenage girl, very well-behaved, let her pour you a cup of tea another day. ”

"You kid, you want to ask for a gift for the little girl!"

Jing Huai finally showed his face: "That's what you should do as a teacher." After a moment's hesitation, he asked again, "Senior brother, ...... your injuries?"

Yu Yang Zhenren waved his hand: "It's not in the way, it's all old bones, after this time, I plan to preach to the disciples of Qi cultivation, regardless of the inner and outer doors." ”

sighed: "I have been busy cultivating for more than six hundred years, leaving a dark wound in vain, leaving nothing behind!" The rest of the time should also do something meaningful for the Kunlun faction. ”

"The senior brother is open-minded, and the junior brother is forgetful."

"Alas! It's been almost a hundred years since I was injured, and I can figure it out, in the past, when I practiced, I pursued immortality, but after cultivating to Jindan, I wanted to live a little longer.

However, how long do people have to live to be considered long, and no matter how long they live, there will only be a handful of loess left in the end. Yu Yang's face was full of indifference.

Jing Huai patted Yu Yang Zhenren's shoulder, he knew that if the senior brother hadn't experienced that catastrophe and left a fatal wound, he would have been promoted to the Yuan Infant by the Heavenly Tribulation a long time ago. The peak master of Qifeng will not be him Xiao Jinghuai, and it can only be said that the world is unpredictable.

At this time, a bright light flew straight towards the pavilion where they were, Jing Huai twisted his fingers, and a majestic voice sounded:

"Come to the council hall."

In the distance, another light flew in, and the content was no different from the one just now.

The two looked at each other and disappeared into the gazebo.