Listening to Mi Xiaojing talking to people, eating, walking, sorting out herbs, cleaning up wild vegetables and fruits, Wang Weijun simply lived like a year, and prayed in his heart that the little guy would go to bed early, so that he could fool Mi Xiaojing to cultivate the truth.

Time passed little by little, and finally it was night, and then I heard Mi Xiaojing let that little radish head sleep, Wang Weijun was still strange in his heart, a little boy, why did he still have a little child?

Finally, Wang Weijun waited for Mi Xiaojing to go to the kang.

Then Wang Weijun was completely tragic.

I didn't sleep, but I was reciting the mantra!

And once the mantra is recited, the entire 10,000-character mantra building begins to operate, and countless Yanjia classic mantra characters are flying, which is really out of the blue, and Wang Weijun is fascinated when he hears it, he is almost crazy, watching the mantra characters around him dance, forcing him to run the yuan baby to resist the invasion of the mantra characters.

From dark to dawn, Mi Xiaojing did not stop reciting the mantra.

This kid doesn't sleep!

Wang Weijun almost didn't collapse, you must know that one night of reciting the mantra, he resisted all night, so tired that his Yuan Ying was about to fall apart, you must know that the power generated by this sutra building has an effect on Yuan Ying and for the soul, every word, Wang Weijun felt that it was a sharp knife stabbing at Yuan Ying, and the knife was bloody.

After a night of torture, when Mi Xiaojing stopped reciting the mantra, the yuan infant was sluggish, and it was about to dissipate.

Wang Weijun hung in despair in the mantra, he couldn't think of any way to resist, once the Yuanying collapsed, then the collapsed Yuanying is the best nutrient for the Wanzi mantra, which can not only nourish the mantra, but also bring countless benefits to Mi Xiaojing, this is what Luo Mei and Mi Youran want to achieve.

The worst thing is that Wang Weijun can't blow himself up yet, and he is bound by the mantra characters of the mantra, and he can't even blow himself up and end up together.

Listening to Mi Xiaojing go down to the kang, listening to him washing, and listening to him climb to the roof, Wang Weijun sighed in his heart: "I don't want to die...... I don't want to die...... God, are you going to play me to death!"

Then Wang Weijun heard a long inhalation, and a purple light poured down.

Dry Yang Purple Qi!

Or the dry yang purple gas filtered by the mantra!

There is no end to the road!

Wang Weijun's heart flashed this sentence, Yuan Ying immediately floated cross-legged, opened Yuan Ying's small mouth, and inhaled it violently, and a trace of dry yang purple qi penetrated into his mouth.

Just this breath of dry yang purple qi stabilized Wang Weijun's Yuanying who was about to collapse, this change, even Mi Youran and Luo Mei didn't expect it, and they didn't even calculate it. They all thought that once this guy entered the Mantra Building, he would definitely disappear and completely dissipate in the Sutra Building, but they didn't expect that Mi Xiaojing would actually absorb the Qianyang Purple Qi.

It's really better to count people than to be counted by heaven!

After inhaling three mouthfuls of dry yang purple qi in a row, Wang Weijun completely stabilized the Yuan Ying who was about to collapse, and when he wanted to take a fourth breath, Mi Xiaojing had already stopped cultivating and came down from the roof.

Wang Weijun wailed, even if he took one more breath of Qianyang purple qi, he could recover a little bit of Yuanying's strength, but he could only take three sips, not a little more, and these three mouthfuls of Qianyang purple qi could only stabilize Yuanying, but could not let Yuanying's cultivation grow.

Even one more bite would be fine!

Wang Weijun is almost crazy, since he was beaten by two inexplicable guys, nothing has gone well, even if he finds a chance to die temporarily, but if he wants to improve his cultivation, he has no hope at all.

In desperation, Wang Weijun was forced to cultivate in the scriptures, in addition to digesting the Qianyang purple qi obtained, he also wanted to improve the cultivation of Yuanying a little.

What Wang Weijun didn't know was that his Yuanying cultivation brought great benefits to Mi Xiaojing, Yuanying absorbed aura, because his Yuanying was in the scriptures, so the aura passed through Mi Xiaojing's body first, and once he cultivated, the aura was washing Mi Xiaojing's body.

Moreover, when the aura enters, the mantra building is also absorbing, which gives the prayer building momentum.

For a whole day, Mi Xiaojing was surprised to find that he was refreshed and refreshed, and his cultivation was also faintly improving, which made him completely confused, what was going on?

After a busy day, Mi Xiaojing immediately went to the kang, he thought that he had made great progress in reciting the mantra yesterday, and he had to work harder today.

Wang Weijun found that Mi Xiaojing was on the kang, and couldn't help but tremble, here it is again!

This child does not sleep, but recites the mantra!

Wang Weijun wailed, and then the chanting sounded, and Wang Weijun's Yuan Ying began to resist.

This time, the speed of Mi Xiaojing's recitation of the mantra has become extremely fast, so that the number of times of reciting the mantra has increased, and the speed of reciting the mantra is fast, and the number of times is more, in the mantra building, it means that there are many characters in the classic mantra of the Yanjia family, and the mantra characters that appear are frequent, which has a great impact on Yuanying.

When Mi Xiaojing stopped reciting the mantra, Wang Weijun was about to cry.

Yuan Ying is on the verge of collapse again!

opened Yuanying's small mouth, and sucked three mouthfuls desperately, but there was really no more mouthful, which is not to blame Mi Xiaojing, the sun is rising, that is, in that little time, the Qianyang purple gas that can be absorbed is really not much, and it is quite considerable to be able to suck three mouthfuls for Wang Weijun.

What made Wang Weijun most speechless was that these three mouthfuls of dry yang purple qi, plus a day's cultivation, were only to restore and stabilize the Yuan Infant, and at night, his Yuan Ying was recited by Mi Xiaojing's mantra, and he was in a hurry, facing a situation of collapse.

This time there was no time to even complain, Wang Weijun cultivated desperately, trying to grab a little time to make his Yuan Ying tenacious, so that he would not recite the mantra overnight and hear the level of collapse.

The three stages of the stage of enlightenment, refuge, practice, and enlightenment, Mi Xiaojing has already reached the stage of enlightenment, that is, once he has accumulated enough, he can advance to the next realm.

When Wang Weijun's crazy cultivation, the benefits brought to Mi Xiaojing were too great, and the aura quickly poured into the body, washing the body and internal organs, washing the meridians, bones, and flesh.

In addition to reciting mantras and cultivating at night, Mi Xiaojing absorbs a little dry yang purple qi in the morning, and the rest of the time is spent collecting all kinds of mountain goods for the winter.

Pueraria lobata, Polygonatum polygonatum (Polygonatum vulgaris), Poria cocos, ginseng, and wild red dates are all ingredients that Mi Xiaojing needs, and there are many of them on these trails, as long as you look patiently, you will always find a lot.

Every day, Wang Weijun is cultivating frantically, every night, Wang Weijun is spent in torment, every day's hope, just inhale three mouthfuls of dry yang purple qi in the morning, this day is simply unbearable.

Every day, Mi Xiaojing goes up the mountain to collect mountain goods, recites mantras every night to practice, and absorbs a little dry yang purple gas in the morning.

Every day, Wang Weijun's greatest hope is not to take three mouthfuls of dry yang purple gas in the morning, his greatest wish is that Mi Xiaojing sleeps, Mi Xiaojing does not sleep, how can he communicate, how can he flicker? But for more than ten consecutive days, Mi Xiaojing did not sleep a single night.