Chu Li pushed open the curtain beside the bed, and it was another day when the grass grew and the warbler flew, the sunlight outside the window swayed into his body, carrying some bird songs and some flower fragrance, awakening Chu Li and the world.

He pushed open the ancient mahogany door engraved with pear blossoms, the rising sunlight pierced his eyes, and it took a long time for him to gradually come back to his senses, looking at Yue Fan under the steps, Fang Qian had been waiting for a long time. Looking at Chu Li, who was still weak, the guards standing outside the door reached out to support him. In the current Taishou Mansion, it is rare to see the existence of female dependents, and when Chu Li just arrived in Tianluo, he ordered the dismissal of several maids who had been waiting for Xiao Mo, and replaced them with some guards who had been with him for many years. On the one hand, to prevent some military orders from being known by irrelevant personnel, and on the other hand, it was also because Chu Li was very disgusted with having maids take care of his daily life, which also made Chu Ci only have the two maids who were personally selected for him by Chu Ci's mother back then, taking care of Chu Ci and growing up.

"Chu Shuai, are you awake?" Yue Fan was the first of the four great generals under Chu Li, so he was the first to slowly walk in front of Chu Li and hugged his hand and asked, Chu Li's somewhat sickly white face showed a slight smile, and his mind sank into his body, most of the confused meridians had been connected and sorted out, and some of the remaining broken meridians were also being slowly repaired by the soul power flowing in Chu Li's body, when his mind moved, when he looked at his own sea of qi, it was filled with a flowing blue sea. The soul power in the cultivator's qi sea will go through three processes, first it is a solid solid, and the soul power they operate needs to be dissolved in the qi sea first, like melting ice, and then use those dissolved soul power, which is why even if they are in their heyday, it is difficult to defeat people who are different from their own soul power state, after all, they can mobilize the soul power anywhere in their body at any time, but you can only rely on the soul power accumulated in the qi sea like a drop of water, naturally you can't defeat them.

When the solid soul power in the sea of qi is refined, the vitality you absorb after that will become the soul power flowing like flowing water, and the soul power will flow like water, turning into rivers and seas, galloping, flowing back and forth in the meridians, and at the same time, it has been refining your meridians and bones, so that your physical strength can adapt to more soul power.

When the flowing water reaches a certain amount, it will change from quantitative change to qualitative change, and the flowing water will become qi and float in its own sea of qi, so that the sea of qi can really be called the sea of qi, the sea contains the qi of all rivers and the world, and contains the spirit of all things.

The origin of the world is nothing but qi, and when the soul power you can directly absorb becomes gas, you will become one with all things in this world, gathering all things and condensing all spirits.

However, this last step is not so easy to achieve, Chu Li is a powerhouse of the Heavenly Realm, but the soul power in his sea of qi is still only the ocean, and there is no aura at all. It is conceivable that the true mystery of the sea of qi can be solved in this world.

Cultivation all the way slowly journey, who can climb to the peak of the ethereal smoke, pick the sun, moon and stars in their hands, smile and see that this mortal world is not only reincarnated, drunk and lying in the countryside wilderness away from the hustle and bustle, holding the beloved quietly and proudly in the world

Chu Li walked down the steps and slowly came to a person in a red robe and an army armor, Yue Fan saw this, and hurriedly stood behind Chu Li and introduced him: "Chu Shuai, this is the person who heals you, Fang Qian." Don't look at him as a general of the An army, but in his early years, he was just a healer in a mercenary group, and his soul attribute was healing, which is what we call the forest law, and he had to join the An army because of some things earlier.

Chu Li looked at the person in front of him, his long hair was coiled up, his hair was tied up in a bun on his head, his refined facial features, but those eyes gave people a sense of loyalty, Chu Li tried to sense the strength of his soul power, the five-star of the Yuan Realm, the forest law in his early twenties, he could not be regarded as a powerful person, but he could save his own cultivation, enough to know that the forest law master was in control of life. Although he saved Chu Li's life, this did not make Chu Li's antipathy towards his treason alleviated in the slightest, but his kind of eyes, Chu Li is also a veteran of the battlefield, but he has never seen this kind of look, loyalty, not the kind of person who just talks, people with this kind of eyes, even if they want to abolish their cultivation and take their name, it is absolutely impossible to betray their own country and their own people.

Fang Qian also guessed Chu Li's mood at the moment, for Chu Li, he also knew a lot from Yue Fan and them, although Chu Li was a cultivator and could be informal, but he was also an emperor, and what he hated the most was this kind of person who betrayed the country and betrayed his beliefs. Fang Qian straightened his voice and said to him dignifiedly:

"I was born in a small village next to the Anguk Gogu Castle, just like the name of that city, Gogu. The five grains are the basis for my life and that of my father, my ancestors have been farmers for generations, and they live by looking at the face of the heavenly father, and my father and mother are hardworking, with their chests facing the earth and their backs to the sky, just a pair of ordinary peasant villagers, and they did not expect that their children would become cultivators.

In the past, no one had taught me any cultivation methods at all, and my father and mother sold my family's valuable things and sent me to a cultivation academy in Wugu City. It can be said that at that time, there were really four walls, but that academy did not regard us students from poor places as scholars, they thought that those of us who had no background, no family, and no bloodline, where would there be a good cultivation foundation, but they taught me the most basic cultivation method, gave me a few Xuan-level soul skills, and let me fend for myself in the city, I didn't dare to tell my parents in my hometown, so I could only wander around the city alone, until one day, I really had no choice, so I had to join the Tiger Shadow Mercenary Group. They took a fancy to my healing soul power, which is the so-called Lin Fa of the Qin Empire, and they allowed me to join. A blood-licking mercenary group is in great need of someone who can save them when they are wounded, so soon, I became the deputy head of the mercenary group.

It was there that I experienced for the first time what it was like to be respected, and everyone who saw me had to grovel to me, and if it weren't for that, I think I would have stayed in the mercenary group forever, maybe one day when I got old and was killed by my enemies, or maybe in the middle of a mission, I was killed by my own prey. You advance a position that doesn't belong to you, and you have to pay the same price. The people who live in the mercenary group have never had a real person who has died, but I don't care when I die, because I feel that there is no recognition and status of others, and maybe even if I die, no one will know.

It was a mission completion and we were paid a lot of money, so we both drank a lot in the tavern in town. On our way back to the mountain, the regimental commander noticed a girl who was returning home after picking up water. That girl really didn't look like a village woman in the mountains, she was like a fairy hidden in the village, sacred and inviolable. The head of the regiment drank too much wine and hugged the girl impulsively. When the girl's father and mother saw this scene, they picked up the firewood knife next to them and rushed over, regardless of their bodies. The old lady slashed at the head of the regiment who was drunk and did not use his soul power to protect his body, and the head of the regiment was immediately furious, and blasted the old lady away with one palm, and then slashed the old woman to death.

He did this in front of me, in front of the mercenary rules that I had sworn to in the first place. And the people who stood beside me who were usually the so-called Heavenly Dao Executors were all there to applaud and compliment the divine power of the head of the regiment. It was just me, standing there in a daze, I looked at the old couple lying on the ground, looking at the big knife that was flowing with blood in my hands, and I felt as if it were all my sin. I watched the regiment leader drag the girl into the house, and after the regiment leader came out, the Heavenly Dao executors rushed into the house like hungry wolves seeing their prey. I listened to the girl's shouts, and slowly fell silent, until the last person came out, and the girl, wrapped in tattered clothes, carried a firewood knife, and slashed at me standing in the doorway.

As the blood dripped from my chest, I looked at the person next to me and stabbed the girl in the chest. Her white garment was slowly soaked in blood and dyed red. I didn't dare to look her eyes in the eye, it was a look that bordered on madness, I couldn't imagine how a girl with a gentle morning sun in her eyes could shoot straight into despair and madness. How did a fairy who should have been like snow become a blood-stained demon and fall into hell to be corrupted by evil spirits. I listened to her frantically shouting: There is a way of heaven to destroy.

I have never been able to forget the way she looked when she lay in the river of blood, her voice lingering in my ears like a sharp blade, piercing my heart at all times. Mercenaries are just mediocre diseases, a group of mediocre worldly dirt that exists together, claiming to be the defenders of the Heavenly Dao and carrying out the Heavenly Dao. But with his strength stronger than ordinary people, he bullied the people of the world and vented the distorted and sick human nature in his heart. I hated that I was in the company of these people, and I wanted to escape, but my parents were in their control. The reincarnation of the world is not endless, and finally one day, a richly dressed rich boy led a team of soldiers into the mountain gate, and before the head of the regiment could say anything, he was torn off the head by an old man behind the son. We are like flies without a head, falling in their slaughter. I know that it is time for us to atone for our sins, and I feel great relief to see them die in convulsions, and I walk in this rain of blood, towards the son, and I also want to die, to die or to be the best relief, for the sake of the pure girl, in order to deceive me, the so-called law. However, the boy only ordered the old man to blast me away with a palm, and he must have known that the strength of this palm was by no means enough to kill a forest lawmaker.

Everyone died, and I lay in a pool of blood, soaked with their blood. From that moment on, I died there as well. After that, I still wandered the streets and alleys, like a beggar, begging for food to survive, I didn't dare to use my soul power anymore, I was afraid that the memories of that time would reappear with the use of soul power.

Later, I joined the army, I should have thought that the army was the real way of heaven, and there would be real Skywalkers in it, but I was still wrong, those high-ranking and powerful people, completely disregarding the life and death of ordinary people, under the official robes they were wearing, all the dead people, the unyielding heroic souls, and the sheng songs they listened to day and night were all the sad songs of the dead people. Mercenaries who do things that are angry with heaven and man will be punished by the way of heaven, and who will punish them if they do things that are angry with people and gods, but they are the supreme heaven!"

As he spoke, Fang Qian cried and lowered his head, Chu Li was also shocked by his past, the hard-working people were oppressed and bullied by the destiny he represented. Their words can decide the life and death of the lower classes, in the face of the destiny of heaven, they are ants, no one pities them, no one cares.

"Then I am also what you call the Heavenly Dao, so why do you still use your soul power to save me?" Chu Li raised his weak hand and patted Fang Qian's shoulder.

Fang Qian wiped the tears in front of him, raised his head again, pointed at Yue Fan on the side and said, "Because of his disregard for life and death, let me know that even if it is dark, there will eventually be a ray of light." Yue Fan remembered that he was merciful to his subordinates at that time, and it turned out that he didn't use his soul power, which really moved him. "I believe that the source of the light is the right path, and that's why I saved you. ”

Everything has been revealed, why Fang Qian didn't kill Yue Fan at that time, but instead took refuge in him, and now he has rescued Chu Li. The right path will not be forgotten. Chu Li's hatred for him at this moment was gone, and the only thing was respect. A person who dares to pursue the right path with his life is a person worthy of our respect.

Chu Li felt a trace of weakness at this moment, and some dizziness hit him, and Fang Qian in front of him hurriedly urged out the soul power in his body and entered Chu Li's body. The long-dried sea of soul power in the sea of qi greedily absorbed the soul power that came in, and after a long time, when Fang Qian's face was already a little pale, Chu Li recovered almost two percent of his soul power, and he could already be healed with his soul power, and Fang Qian stopped. He looked at Fang Qian, who was a little weak, and motioned for Yue Fan to take him back to the camp, and at the moment when they were about to leave the mansion, a sweaty soldier hurriedly ran in at the door, clasped his fists and said to Chu Li: "Chu Shuai, the black-robed man who escaped that day is back again!"