Excitement is the joy of being in a desperate situation, apprehension, is the worry of unknown attributes, people have no long-term worries, they only know how to bury their heads in cultivation, and the secret techniques of Taoism are the legacy of their predecessors.

After a moment's trance, it was only a moment, but the throbbing gradually dissipated, and he hurriedly reunited his spirit, only to find that the blue torrent was just a rootless Ping after all, and finally did not complete the transformation of the damaged crystal, and even only achieved a change of one-twelve.

The regained vitality of the body seemed to be more energetic, carefully distinguished, and even had some shallow cloud patterns, just like the exact one on the fruit, this? Zhou Hao was very puzzled, and then the spiritual power operated, and a stream of immortal meridian spiritual power instantly filled, re-occupying and controlling his own territory.

Zhou Hao was a little puzzled, it can be said that the strange spiritual power produced by a fruit is not vast, if it is normal absorption and refining, Zhou Hao believes that such a little spiritual power, even if he enters the dantian world, it is not as good as a fine dust, let alone cause a qualitative change in spiritual power.

However, after taking it and digesting it in the stomach and intestines, it directly enters the body and body, so as to repair the physical barriers damaged by the meridians, and its effect is good, although it is only a small part.

The spiritual power poured in, as if activating the sleeping spiritual spring, those transformed bodies, quickly and greedily absorbed the spiritual energy of the owner of the body, this kind of sucking is not riotous, more like hungry and thirsty, crops in urgent need of irrigation, the divine thoughts are like a shadow, and immediately see that the plants have shrunk countless times, and even the small seedlings with less than one thousandth of the hairs on the body begin to grow rapidly.

One, two, the small meridian wound outside, those damaged muscles, the extremely tiny parts at this moment, which seem to be full of new life, have changed from green, and even at a speed visible to the naked eye, swelling, plump, crystalline, a joy from the source, like the providence in the dark, told Zhou Hao, so comfortable, such growth is urgently needed.

A hint of enlightenment gradually became clear in the bottom of my heart, yes, that part of the body was damaged, but how could the monk's body be easily damaged? The hidden vitality was only temporarily lurking, waiting for the time to regain its vitality.

And the powerful strange vitality contained in the demon spirit fruit, not only revived the vitality of the dormant state in advance, but also further promoted its evolution, that little bit of changed body, because the number is too small, although the ability is extremely extraordinary, but after all, the spiritual power that can be absorbed and accepted is limited, in the divine thought, the body that has completed the transformation is not silent, but under the urging of the powerful vitality, with the flow of spiritual power through the immortal meridian, a trace of active spiritual power began to invade other unrepaired injuries.

Although the speed was extremely slow, but unswerving, after careful calculation, Zhou Hao found that if he followed this speed, as long as he gave himself enough time, it was almost impossible for the Empress Yuan monk to recover the meridian injury, and one day it would be repaired unprecedentedly.

After the joy, Zhou Hao sighed bitterly, the demon spirit fruit is indeed powerful, and there is also an unexpected joy, but in the same way, time, the so-called enough time, not to mention that he is only equivalent to the foundation building stage now, and his longevity is less than three hundred years, which requires him to live a long and peaceful life, but at this time, I am afraid that even the Baihui acupoints cannot be repaired, let alone the recovery of the injuries of the thirty-six meridians in the body.

When I opened my eyes, the mountains behind me were already slightly white, and the distant mountains were even darker, full of energy, mellow breath, and I couldn't see the slightest injury.

The palm once again took out the small and delicate fruit core, even if he had not explored it, Zhou Hao could feel that although this fruit core was small, the vitality contained in it was only afraid that it was thousands of times stronger than the flesh that was eaten by himself outside, and as a monk, although he was not very proficient in medicinal materials and the like, he could still make a rough identification with his perception of spiritual power.

Is it difficult to eat this fruit core? Carefully look at the fruit core in your palm, no, it is impossible to stimulate the potential in it, it is completely a waste, but if you don't eat it, or refine the life source in it, it is impossible to heal the wounds of the meridians. If plants and trees want to be effective, for monks, refining is naturally the preferred method, but Zhou Hao is the first choice to exclude this method.

First, the reason why the flesh is effective is that it has not been refined, and the so-called refining is more like a gradual process through muscles, meridians, and internal organs.

Second, there is also a method unique to Zhou Hao, the original Divine Tree was just an illusory image, it was completely Zhou Hao's dantian world, with the appearance of the continent, the same body and the treasure of the opening of the sky, or the tree of origin is not an exaggeration, although Zhou Hao still knows little about his dantian world, but its strength is beyond doubt.

Later, on a whim, it can also be said that he threw the demon spirit fruit core into the dantian world, wanting to try to see if he could cultivate a plant, but the result was that the demon spirit fruit tree and the innate god tree were actually one. In the end, a sacred tree was produced that Zhou Hao didn't understand.

At this time, the core of the fruit in his hand was also produced by the Demon Spirit Divine Tree, and from the beginning to the present, only thirty-six fruits had been produced, and now half of them were ripe.

Not to mention the thirty-six fruits, eating them together with the cores, according to the wounds of one's own meridians, even if there are three hundred and sixty fruits, it may not be able to achieve the desire. And what is even more unlikely is that the Demon Spirit Divine Tree can still have the next batch of fruits, and whether it still has the same effect? These Zhou Hao are not sure, and there is still salvation, if it is only repaired or can only repair the body damage other than the meridian injury, it will still be in vain.

Standing silently on the golden roof, the dark black was gradually destroyed by a touch of heat.

"Ahem, little brother, it's time to come down. A distant and close voice woke up Zhou Hao, who was struggling in his heart, and looked back, under the porch of the courtyard was an old monk on duty who was damp.

Well, Zhou Hao is as good as a stream, and a flutter has already gone to the golden top.

"Brother, don't call it a little brother, if you don't dislike your age, how about calling Brother Down? This is your jade slip, the original thing is returned, and thank you brother for this thing, otherwise it will not be able to let Zhou achieve what he wants in just ten days." "

The old monk was happy, but he never took the jade slip.

"The little brother has a life, and the old man has no choice, but this jade is simply given to you, the little brother, the old brother is often here, and I am afraid that he will not be able to leave in this life, and it is useless to keep it. The old monk said, turning and walking out.

The Daoling Courtyard was still quiet, the old monk opened the forbidden lock for a while, and the diligent disciples of Rising Sun Peak hurriedly entered, and all the monks came and went in a hurry, and those who were in groups of three or five kept whispering.

The old monk opened the Daoling Academy, and did not go to the seat to guard, but like a mortal, he picked up a broom with a thousand night bamboos, and cleaned the courtyard seriously from the inside out.

Brushing ...... Brushing ......

The grass stems and leaves and the fine sand and dust left on the ground in the night wind were as if enchanted, driven away and gathered by a thousand night bamboos, and those disciples and monks who had been going and going for many years, or who had been in and out frequently, did not care about the actions of the old monks, and seemed to have become accustomed to them.

Zhou Hao is very strange, this spiritual courtyard is not big, but it is not small to say that it is small, if you want to clean up the dead branches and leaves, a few spells will be done, why bother to spend time and effort to clean it!

The old monk kept in his hands, bent over and bowed his back, sweeping extremely seriously, although it was a mortal's style, but it didn't mean that he was really stupid enough to do it with his strength, seeing that Zhou Hao had not left, but followed aside.

"Little brother is puzzled, why don't you use spells to do such tedious and boring things?"

Zhou Hao's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Brother doesn't have to mind, just do this, does it make sense?"

"Hehe, little brother, look at this square inch of land, the monks come and go all day long, all in a hurry, frowning for the sake of seeking the way, no matter what they have experienced outside, how many ups and downs they have encountered, whether they seek knowledge or solve doubts, they are all chic and elegant here, but they will never be sidelined for a moment. "

Zhou raised his eyes and looked around, indeed, except for the initial admission to the hospital, he was still chatting, but after entering the Dao Ling Academy, even the most important topics would be put aside by the monks, and the monks were busy looking for the exercises and classics they needed.

The old monk's steps were steady, and his hands were more steady, although the thousands of night bamboos kept making the sound of brushing and pulling, but it would not affect the monk, seeing Zhou Hao frowning, he said: " The little brother is the first time to enter the Dao Ling Academy, and he should be a new disciple of the sect, so he has privileges, and your identity jade is unusual, so he will not notice, but the sect monks, in addition to cultivating, more time is spent earning spiritual objects, collecting elixirs, various tasks or duties, to earn the contribution of the sect, and the classics and exercises of this Dao Ling Academy are not arbitrary, and they have to rely on the contribution in their hands in exchange for consulting the cultivation qualifications. "

"Oh! I see", Zhou Hao suddenly remembered that someone had a soul transmission before, telling himself that he was obsessed with the foundation of the five elements, and he also read through the engraving and miscellaneous knowledge, but forgot about the business.

Seeing that Zhou Hao understood, the old monk added: "The old man sticks to this place, except for taking care of the classics, opening the formation ban, and has a lot of free time every day, over time, this old bone is really rotten, and if he doesn't find something to do, I'm afraid that he will really become a walking corpse, so he cleaned up the dead branches and leaves in the past, and occasionally made a little game, so that he can still maintain a heart, and let himself live more like a person." "

When Zhou Hao heard the last sentence, his expression was abrupt, yes! Cultivation, what is the Tao, is it just sitting and staying up day and night, that is, constantly refining the aura and improving the cultivation?