Immortal cultivators use themselves as the source of energy, and drive spiritual power to form a spell, or to form a unique practice supplemented by sword moves, which is the method of cultivating immortals since ancient times, and everything is due to the drive of self or external spiritual power.

And in today's world, because of the existence of spirit stones, a series of devices driven by a spirit stone have been developed, the most typical of which is the spirit cannon in Sunny Rain City.

Yang Yi took the blueprint of the spirit cannon that He Hongxue brought back to him from Qingyu City and studied it for a long time, and finally clapped his hands and exclaimed exquisitely. The most important spiritual position of the spirit blaster is designed to be the most exquisite, and ordinary people cannot convert spiritual power like a monk with immortal bones, but the spiritual body of the spirit blaster through the secondary catalyst energy conversion, first converts the spiritual power extracted from the spirit stone into the spiritual power flow that can be converted by different catalysts, and the type of artillery depends on the catalyst used for transformation, and the output power of the spirit hammer can also be adjusted through the spiritual body.

"Although mortals can't drive spiritual power by themselves, the use of spiritual power has also begun to get on the right track, and this spiritual power conversion method is similar to the spiritual power conversion in the monk's body." Yang Yi recorded in the research report, "'Spiritual power' seems to have become a driving energy source in the world, and the world and the monks have walked out of two completely different but different paths. He wrote at the end of the study.

In addition, He Hongxue also began to study the meteorite fragments that He Hongxue brought back from the treasure hunting workshop, hoping to draw some results from them.

He Hongxue, who was in a strange situation, didn't know about it anyway.

She was drooling over the rabbit stew in the pot.

"Aren't you afraid of influencing your Bigu?" Zhang Mu pinched her nose and behaved intimately and naturally, as if they were really a little couple on an outing.

"It doesn't affect it, I'll eat a little bit." He Hongxue gestured with her hand, watching Brother Li of Orion lift the lid of the straw pot and paste the dough on the edge of the iron pot into cakes, she had never seen this way of eating, and the gluttonous worms in her stomach had already driven her reason to the point where she didn't know where to go.

All this is too real, it shouldn't be an illusion, if someone can really do this kind of hallucination, then she He Hongxue also admits it.

Considering that their village is isolated, Zhang Mu specially told Orion Brother Li a few common herbs that may be available nearby, and gave the old lady a little conditioning and conditioning her body.

He Hongxue also took the opportunity to take the pulse of the old lady, and she was indeed an elderly mortal, which further confirmed the conjecture that this was not an illusion. The more detailed the illusion, the more likely it is to collapse, at least so far He Hongxue has not found a flaw.

"Didn't Brother Li try to sell game in other villages or towns?" The rabbit meat potstickers have been made, Grandma Li divided the dishes and chopsticks for a few people, and everyone chatted around the pot, which had a warm atmosphere.

"To be honest with you, I really haven't been out of the village since I was so old, I didn't think about going out, everything is fine in the village, why go out?" Brother Orion Li spat out a rabbit bone.

He Hongxue took off a potsticker that was full of soup, took a beautiful bite, was burned with her tongue, and asked Grandma Li with her tongue open: "Grandma, haven't the people in the village ever gone out?" Grandma Li shook her head: "The village heard about the outside things hundreds of years ago, and ......" Grandma Li paused, but still said: "Moreover, this village can't get out." ”

"Can't get out? So what do we do? He Hongxue made a sad face, and Brother Li put down his chopsticks: "You stay at my house first, and when I go out hunting, I will help you explore the way by the way, maybe I will find the way you came." ”

He Hongxue felt a trace of disobedience, although the matter of leaving the village was almost not in their consciousness, they did not seem to reject it, and they had almost no doubts about He Hongxue and Zhang Mu's lame reason for getting lost.

Could it be that the people here are really so simple that they are completely unfortified? For a while, He Hongxue couldn't be sure whether what she saw was an illusion, but the fragrance of rabbit meat in her mouth was too real, and she couldn't help but have another piece.

Grandma Li didn't seem to be taboo about this topic, and was still explaining to them: "Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, our ancestors were affected by the war, and then a master pointed out that our ancestors came here for refuge and told us not to leave the village, and we have lived like this for hundreds of years. ”

"There is still a high-ranking ancestral hall in the ancestral hall of the village, what other legends are there?" Brother Li, Orion, was picking up rice in his mouth while recalling the legend passed down from generation to generation by the old people in the village.

In Zhang Mu's introduction, they were a family, and Brother Li gave them the only empty room to sleep in. The three of them huddled on a kang, warm and embarrassed.

He Hongxue silently thought in her heart, she was almost 100 years old, and Zhang Mu and Cen Yan were both her grandson's age, Amitabha Amitabha......

Before she could recite the Buddha number twice in her heart, He Hongxue felt that there was a shirt attached to her, touching her waist, and there was a tendency to go more and more wantonly. He Hongxue pressed Zhang Mu's restless hand and coughed lightly: "The child is here." ”

Zhang Mu buried his face in her neck and muttered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Huh? What if the child is not there? As she spoke, she squeezed the softness of her hand lightly, He Hongxue almost groaned, and retaliated by grabbing a handful of a changing position behind her, Zhang Mu was not annoyed, she laughed on her neck, and the heat wandered in her ears, which made her sit still.

What kind of sleep is this, He Hongxue pulled Cen Yan to get up without lighting the lamp, and pressed Zhang Mu on the bed: "Mortals will give me a good sleep, and I will find out what it means to 'can't get out'." Zhang Mu was lying there half-open, with a bewitching posture that was picked up by others, seeing He Hongxue's old face flush, and he hurriedly pulled Cen Yan out secretly.

She took out two detonation charms for Cen Yan to defend himself, and gave him a few spirit stones to keep the spiritual power supply for the sound transmission stone to prevent it from getting lost, and the two found a lower wall and turned out. Although Cen Yan was a little precocious because of his experience, he was still a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, He Hongxue first went down the wall and spread out his arms and waited to pick him up, he threw himself into her arms with a red face, but fortunately, the dark night covered up his embarrassment.

Because of the relationship between the profession, the Li family lives on the outskirts of the village, and the two determined the direction of the center of the village, so they walked outside the village, and began to walk on the path that some people stepped on.

He Hongxue is a monk who has experienced body quenching, and this kind of night is difficult for her eyesight, but Cen Yan has not yet started to practice, and he stumbled along the way, so he couldn't help but ask: "Uncle He, why did you take me out?" ”

He Hongxue thought about it, but still said her true thoughts: "Somehow, I don't worry about putting you and Zhang Mu together. ”

"Doctor Zhang, he's not Uncle Shi, your ......"

"Concubine." Before becoming a master, He Hongxue generously taught the children some bad things, so if the senior brother in charge heard it, he had to use a small bamboo board to knock on the palm of his hand.

"But you seem to like him very much." The two of them had already walked far away, surrounded by shrubs and vines, but none of these could be a reason to "not be able to get out".

"I like too many things, Zhang Mu, Yu Yuntai, senior brothers and sisters, my insurance, Xiao Miao, you, and radish." He Hongxue said casually, sometimes the truth is always revealed inadvertently, He Hongxue is such a person, she has too many things in her heart, and in this regard, every feeling will be diluted, so she never seems to have any tangled things, such a nature is both a good thing and a bad thing for her.

She even likes Qin Kuang, He Xinyue, Zhan Baorong, the sunset in Beihai and the moonlight on the star-picking platform. Her heart has always been casual, and this casualness is also due to her incomparably strong cultivation talent, so that she can be allowed to do whatever she wants. It's just that at this moment, she doesn't know that the subtle difference between these likes is indeed a thousand miles away.

"I'm not at ease with you by his side." She didn't say who she was worried about, but Cen Yan, as a child who had experienced ups and downs, heard that the "not at ease" in her words referred to Zhang Mu, that is, Zhang Mu was not a person who could make He Hongxue feel safe. In other words, in her subconscious, "Zhang Mu" is a dangerous individual.

If it was Qin Kuang who was by her side at the moment, she would not hesitate to hand Cen Yan to him, or call him out to explore the way together. This is the subconscious difference between danger and safety.

But people are often attracted by potential dangers, and even find it difficult to extricate themselves from it.

The two of them seemed to have entered the forest, and a thick fog had risen around them at some point, and by the time they reacted, the fog was so thick that nothing could be seen ten feet away. He Hongxue turned around and held Cen Yan's hand with her right hand, and these hands were never let go in Cen Yan's memory.

He Hongxue had already taken out the soft sword Xiyun broke out of the way in the bushes, the grass and trees in Xiyun were neatly cut off, and the fog around him was so thick that everything around him was invisible, if it wasn't for holding hands tightly, the two would definitely be separated. He Hongxue was afraid that Cen Yan's thin figure was stuck somewhere and didn't keep up with him, so she kept calling his name for him to answer.

The fog is too big, He Hongxue stopped with Cen Yan, and slipped out of her left cuff with a little gold pen, after the spell of "Kei Ling Beike", the wind was raging all around, and she tried to use the wind to blow away the dense fog, but the wind seemed to only stir up the thick fog, and the thick fog had no intention of dissipating at all.