In front of Lin Lao's pharmacy, Lin Lao and Butcher Zhang, who were surging spiritual power and ready to adapt to the situation, looked nervously at the spirit measuring stone held by Cheng Yun, and after staring at it for a while, the measuring stone still did not change, and the two did not dare to relax.

At this time, Cheng Yun opened his eyes, Lin Laohu doubted, according to his previous test, Cheng Yun must have a talent for cultivation, how could he open his eyes again like no one else, and the spirit stone did not change?

Lin Lao, who was about to ask, suddenly saw that the spirit stone lit up with five-colored light, although it was faint, but it also proved that Chengyun could indeed cultivate.

"Five Elements Spiritual Root? Isn't it a bit messy. Butcher Zhang put away his spiritual power, and looked at the hidden wind in anticipation and the luck with a puzzled face.

Lin Lao was about to put away his spiritual power, when the spirit measuring stone suddenly popped, and the two colors, one black and one white, lit up again.

Butcher Zhang and Lin Lao were startled at first, and then laughed dumbly, "Yes, there is also the Yin Yang Spirit Root, this is the first time you have ever seen it, I have never seen it, it is good to be a little stronger, but unfortunately the quality of the Spirit Root is somewhat poor." Or poorly. ”

After Butcher Zhang finished speaking, he saw Cheng Yun's face of loss, and hurriedly changed his words, "But as long as you can cultivate, then everything is possible." It is rumored that there are natural and earthly treasures that can improve the quality of spiritual roots, but you have too many spiritual roots, and then you really have that natural material and earth treasure, and you have to have seven to fully improve. ”

Lin Lao was puzzled and looked at the spirit measuring stone that seemed to be able to be used again without damage, and when he heard Butcher Zhang say this, he said that he was an apprentice, and he slammed Butcher Zhang with spiritual power, "Although the quality of the spiritual root is poor, fortunately, there are many options, and I seem to know a case of your qualifications." ”

When Cheng Yun heard this, he accepted his feelings, after all, his younger brother has a good hidden wind, so he actually doesn't have much luxury.

Suddenly, he was pulled back into the consciousness space, Cheng Yun was a little irritable, and pulled himself in twice or three times without consent, and was about to scold.

Instead of seeing Zi Bucai and Jian Yi, but a humanoid figure threw a book-like item at him, Cheng Yun felt that the world was spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Lao's contemplative appearance.

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't be sad, you can cultivate. Butcher Zhang's big hand touched Cheng Yun's head, Cheng Yun shook his head, dodged Butcher Zhang's hand, wiped the top of his head with his hand, and sensed that he could read something at any time.

Ignoring Butcher Zhang, who still wanted to touch his head, he said to Lin Lao, and respectfully bowed to Lin Lao, Butcher Zhang, Acid Scholar and the old village chief, and prepared to go home to take a good look at what it was.

Lin Lao sensed that Cheng Yun was leaving, "You must be tired today, I also got this exercise by chance, you can take it and take a look." Cheng Yun accepted it and nodded yes, and led the hidden wind back.

Lin Lao no longer remembered, and told the old village chief not to talk to others today, if he asked, it was just an ordinary qualification Jin Linggen, the old village chief nodded, and went home accompanied by Butcher Zhang.

When Butcher Zhang came back after sending the old village chief, the two woke up the sour scholar who was still depressed, "Come in, I'll talk to you about this matter in detail." ”

The sour scholar sighed, looked up at the moon in the sky, and a mysterious and complex talisman with a pure, huge, and righteous spirit appeared on the sour scholar's chest.

When Butcher Zhang saw the sigil, he said regretfully, "What if you do that day..."

The sour scholar entered the door, and when he heard this, he laughed miserably, "If I am on that day, hehe, where is that day?" ”

Butcher Zhang and Lin Lao were speechless, the three of them entered the pharmacy, lit the dim lamp, and the acid scholar was silent for a long time, and the two did not urge him.

"At noon that day, Mr. Haoran made the great sun a star."

"The sun and the moon are really Confucian saints, and they are helpless disciples. The emperor is difficult to be angry, and the mantle is finally turned into a vain bone. The acid scholar muttered.

The scene of the visit of the ten thousand tribes seemed to appear in front of the two of them again.

A Confucian priest sat cross-legged on a futon with a scroll in his hand, and the words of the sage resonated with heaven and earth, and the power of rules turned into the form of a human race to guard the steps.

No matter what realm the monks of all ethnic groups are, those who listen to the words of the Confucian scholars will break through the realm and worship themselves as Confucian protégés.

The disciple standing next to the Confucian scholar lowered his eyebrows and was quiet, and the power of the rules was added, although the light of the saint could not compete with the Confucian scholar, it was as warm and pleasant as the bright moon.

Cheng Yun, who came back from eating at the broken tavern, lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and two open scrolls appeared in the space of consciousness.

One is a little tattered, while the other not only exudes the air of a vast antiquity, but also seems to have been born new at the beginning of time.

Cheng Yun tilted his head and looked at the tattered scroll that was opened from top to bottom, Jian Yi couldn't bear it, and straightened the scroll, Cheng Yun sincerely thanked the bull's mouth sword, Jian waved his hand, and returned to the diaphragm to look at the gray outer space and meditate.

After comparing the content of the two scrolls that he could understand, and then comparing his own meridian acupoints, Cheng Yun called Zi Bucai, "Can you try it?" ”

Zi Bucai sensed the spiritual power he had worked so hard to accumulate, nodded ruthlessly, and used the ring and his own spiritual power to simulate the spiritual power circuit of the two scrolls.

"The acupuncture points of the latter are not the acupuncture points of the human race." Zi Bucai looked at Cheng Yun meaningfully, Cheng Yun ignored him, and drew a kind of circuit by himself, Zi Bucai simulated it again, and the spiritual power circuit exploded directly.

Cheng Yun carefully compared it with his memory, and ran to draw another circuit, Zi Bucai saw that Cheng Yun was silent, and he didn't ask more, and simulated the circuit according to Cheng Yun's instructions.

According to Lin Lao's knowledge of acupoint operation, coupled with the exercises given by the ring before, Cheng Yun found that his acupoint meridians were different from other normal people very early, and the strange thing was that the meridian acupoints of his younger brother Yinfeng were no different from those of normal people.

This time, compared with the new exercises, it was found that the exercises on the tattered scrolls that Lin Lao gave himself were suitable for the human race, while the new scrolls were suitable for the extra acupuncture points and meridians.

Although some meridian acupuncture points coincide, those meridian acupuncture points that are more than the human race seem to have suppressed the veins of the pure human race to a certain extent.

Cheng Yun portrayed the spiritual power circuit according to these continuous attempts, Zi Bucai's spiritual power became more and more scarce, and Zi Bucai, who was becoming more and more dim, looked at Cheng Yun, who seemed to be a little crazy, and hurriedly called for Jian Yi to help.

As soon as Jian Yi retracted his mind, he looked at Cheng Yun, whose consciousness body was cracked, and Zi Bucai, who was a little transparent, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to help Zi Bucai.

"What's going on?" "Cheng Yun seems to want to change the two exercises to suit him." Jian nodded, looked at the gradually stable spiritual power circuit, and estimated that the spiritual power he had accumulated recently should be enough, so he silently transmitted the spiritual power to Zi Bucai.

With Jian Yi's help, Zi Bucai's body stabilized, and looking at the luck of being a little crazy, Zi Bucai was silent and cooperated.

After the spiritual power circuit was no longer exploding, Chengyun's consciousness body gradually stabilized, and he watched with satisfaction that the spiritual power of each acupuncture point meridian was reasonable after repeated tests of the spiritual power circuit.

Cheng Yun arched his hand to Erling, "Thank you today, when will I have the opportunity to go to that valley and make up for you." Erling bowed down to thank him, and Chengyun's consciousness sank back to his body.

Cheng Yun, who opened his eyes, sensed that the two spirits in the ring had basically lost their spiritual power, and he came to the courtyard to write and draw on the ground with a branch, baring his teeth and smiling.

Silently ran the spiritual power circuit, "It's called the Chengyun Breathing Method!" Satisfied, he went back to his room and fell asleep.

"This damn sour scholar has a pretty tight mouth." Butcher Zhang slapped open the door of the sour scholar, regardless of the squeaky door frame.

Lin Lao also followed expressionlessly. "Old Demon Lin, you are also a scholar who has read some sage books and gone to the academy, what's wrong? You readers like to talk halfway, shake your head, unspeakable? ”

"I'm not a disciple of Mr., at best I'm just a half-hung man who has been favored by Mr. and claims to be a protégé. Mr.'s words are in the avenue, and the tattered sour book life should end up like this. ”

After saying that, he took a sip, feeling that the sour scholar didn't care, and took a sip of spiritual power to the window printed with the shadow of the sour scholar, and saw that the figure inside was frightened, and went back to his pharmacy in anger.

Butcher Zhang looked at the relief, kicked the squeaky door frame, and turned his head home with a cold snort. "Don't forget." When Butcher Zhang heard this, he immediately became angry, and the old demon turned his head.

The sour scholar was helpless, looking at the gentleman hanging in the room in a daze, "I have been pursuing hard and lost the Dao Heart, and today I can see that although it is the same, but there is no Holy Emperor Spiritual Root of the Dao Heart..."

Without saying anything more, the sour scholar gave the portrait a faint sense of Haoran, and solemnly put it away.

After that day, everything returned to normal, and Cheng Yun waited for Li Jiaotou and them at the bottom of the mountain every morning after running the method of naming the purple eyes on the top of the mountain.

Yinfeng also attends classes every day, and the three meals a day are all covered by the acid scholars, and they will also buy designated herbs and animal blood from Chengyun for Yinfeng.

Although Cheng Yun was very happy to make money, he always felt strange in his heart, so he reluctantly refused the "good thing" that the sour scholar bought his own herbs for Yinfeng.

But three meals of sour scholars should still be given, after all, they are considered to be among the best families in the village, and the daily meals are much better than the soup and rice that they run around and ask for.

And I heard the fat cook say that every five or six days he would personally cook a good meal for the sour scholar to sour scholars, or this scholar is exquisite, thinking that Yinfeng has such good food to eat, and he can still take advantage of his outstanding talent.

Every time he thought of this, Cheng Yun would chase after Lin Lao and ask him how his talent was, at first Lin Lao comforted Cheng Yun, there may not be such a complete talent as he in the world.

Hearing this, Cheng Yun will stare at the kitchen of Lin Lao's house, Lin Lao doesn't know what it means, but every time he will cook a meal for Cheng Yun to eat.

But every day, except for at noon, Cheng Yun had to go hunting and couldn't ask himself how his talent was, and he could always see Cheng Yun asking himself on time for breakfast and dinner, Lin Lao endured it for seven days, and then waited until Cheng Yun entered the door, and was shocked out by spiritual power before he could speak.

Cheng Yun sneered, and went to Butcher Zhang's house to ask him how his talent was, and for nearly a month, Butcher Zhang was also miserable.

Even if he had already seen the purpose of Chengyun, his baby daughter was looking forward to Chengyun every day, so he had to follow Chengyun and say that his talent was rare in the world.

Cheng Yun is not the real butcher who can't see it and doesn't care, but his daughter is serious, it should be said that it is real.

Every morning and evening, Zhang Ling'er is happy to change her luck, and Butcher Zhang has to follow her baby daughter.

Every time he saw Chengyun eating and taking, Butcher Zhang could only be happy with Zhang Ling'er.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and Butcher Zhang released his spiritual sense early in the morning to guard the surrounding half of his house, and finally even put down the formation at his house according to the characteristics of Chengyun's spiritual power.

After that day, Cheng Yun couldn't enter half a mile of Zhang's butcher's house at the time of eating.

Cheng Yun didn't care, although according to Lin Lao, his talent should not be as good as most people, but looking at Zi Bucai and Jian Yi's posture that day, he must have a little hidden relationship with his own meridians.

The most important thing at the moment is to go to the village chief and ask yourself how this talent is.

When Grandma Li couldn't bear herself, she had to go to the sour scholar to taste what Yinfeng ate every day, although Yinfeng would bring some back to herself every night, but how could she take advantage of her talent and be delicious?