The next thing is not to cultivate directly, but to recuperate He Jian's body first, his body is too weak, so weak that it can barely withstand the tempering of the exercises.

The trio of the Golden Temple arranged a room on the third floor for He Jian and sent him to rest.

They began to develop a series of plans, including nourishing meals, appropriate physical activity, reading various classics, recuperation and improvement of mental strength, telling about magical knowledge, choosing a time for meditation, and so on.

He Jian looked at their serious expressions, even if he made up his mind to endure hardship, he still couldn't help but feel worried.

His hunch soon came true.

Before dawn, he was sleeping soundly under the cover of the devouring dragon, the door was quietly opened, and Fio came in with a bowl, walked to He Jian's bed, and shook him gently.

He Jian slept dimly, and he felt that someone was shaking him, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and a dark shadow came into his eyes.

Fio and the Golden Temple are integrated, there is no need to turn on the lights or anything, and the pestle does not squeak with his head, so he reaches out and shakes you silently, which scares He Jian and jumps up.

He Jian sat up with a "sigh", the dragon devouring on his chest bounced to his heels, and the ignorant dragon devouring opened his wings to meet the enemy, and shouted at He Jian's feet and neck: "What is it?"

Fio was a little embarrassed when he saw that the movement was a little loud, and he held the bowl and said gently, "Come, take medicine." ”

He Jian was in a trance for a long time before he came to his senses, and he didn't know what it was like.

This Fio is also kind, and he went to boil medicine in the middle of the night, but can you not be so quiet, people will be scared to death.

As soon as you open your eyes, a shadow will say to you in front of your bed, "Come, take medicine." "Who can stand this.

At that moment, I thought I had crossed over again!

I don't know how the Northern Song Dynasty was?

He Jian kicked the devouring dragon with his foot first, calming it down.

took the medicine bowl, he knew that this medicine should be for conditioning the body, but looking at the mixture of black and ash, it was as if he grabbed a handful of cigarette ash and stirred it twice, and couldn't help but check it with Du Niang.

Du Niang revealed that the medicinal liquid was made from several unknown herbs with magical properties, and the main function of several herbs was to remove some toxins and condense the mind.

He Jian didn't understand what toxins his body had, but he knew that Fashen said that his soul was not stable enough.

Roughly confirming that the herbs were fine, and Fio had no motive to harm people, He Jian picked up the bowl and took a sip, the devouring dragon was completely awake, standing on He Jian's lap and looking at him.

Really!

The taste of this broken medicine is directly proportional to its shape and color, so you shouldn't expect it!

Bitter with astringency, astringency with sourness, from the tip of the tongue to the throat, each small segment is mixed with strange tastes, under the background of bitterness and astringency, the sour taste rushes straight to the brain, when the sour taste rushes to the highest point, the nasal cavity is opened, and then bitter is overflowing.

He Jian straightened his back, closed his eyes to prevent tears from falling, and opened his eyes for a long time.

The Dragon Devourer couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"

He Jian thought that it was better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, and looked at the devouring dragon with moist eyes, and praised: "It tastes great." ”

The devouring dragon shouted "let me taste it" and stuck its head out, but before Fio could stop it, the chicken's head was in the soup.

With a violent cough, the devouring dragon completely exploded, and it shouted "Uncle He Jian", jumping up and down in the room.

In the end, the old man in the ring was alarmed, and he came out to reward it with a seal, and the room was quiet.

Harming the devouring dragon, He Jian felt much more comfortable.

I endured the discomfort and poured the medicine into my stomach in one go, and after a careful experience, I didn't have any special feelings, knowing that it wasn't something that could be effective once or twice, and I didn't care too much.

After drinking the medicine, Fio took the bowl and left, ignoring the dragon-devouring resentful eyes, and walked through the Golden Temple with his head and He Jian.

In the dark corridor, the moonlight can't shine, and there is a faint head floating in the air, and the other is the sound of his own footsteps, how much more permeable the scene is.

In order to resist fear, He Jian tried to sing hair shake and not be afraid, but the effect was not ideal.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to follow the head and turn upward, and soon came to the top of the temple.

The Dharma God found a piece of land, asked He Jian to sit down, and told him that this was the most powerful place in the Golden Temple, and then taught him the meditation method in the Heavenly Awakening Method, and let him practice it first.

According to the god of law, his soul and body are not yet fully harmonized, so he cannot feel the magic power, but meditation is not only about feeling the magic power, but also helps the spiritual power to a certain extent.

He Jian had never meditated, and he was still more curious, according to the Fa God, how to breathe, how to relax, and enter a state of selflessness.

He Jian tried several times, but he still didn't enter the door, and he couldn't give advice to the Fashen: "Grandpa An, can you not put a head in front of my eyes, so I really can't calm down!"

The first time he meditated, He Jian tried for a long time before he found a trace of feeling.

After entering the state, it seems that he has disappeared, and he has entered a void, the void is infinite, and there are some colored points of light in the distance, which is not seen, but felt.

He didn't know if it was his delusion, and was about to confirm it carefully, when suddenly there was a light in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, the sun had risen at some point.

He Jian was a little surprised, when he sat down, it was obviously dark, according to his calculations, the sunrise should be very early, but he didn't expect time to pass so quickly unconsciously.

Seeing that the sun had risen, the Dharma God told He Jian not to meditate anymore.

"According to the characteristics of each system of magic, the time to choose meditation is also different, not that you can't meditate normally, but doing the right thing at the best time will be half the effort. Generally speaking, around sunrise, noon and midnight, the effect is most obvious, and you can feel the magic after you can look back and try it yourself, choose the one that suits you best. ”

He Jian knew that this was all the experience of the Fa God, and secretly wrote it down.

Back at the Golden Temple, Fio had already prepared breakfast, which looked like two fruits, one oval and one round.

Fio handed over the plate, pointed to the oval fruit and said: "This is the rhizome of the wood dragon tree, a wood-based plant, long-term use of the rhizome has the effect of strengthening the body, and can also promote the growth of the body, if you have an injury on your body, you will find that people who eat this for a long time will recover from the injury very quickly." ”

After a pause, he added, "There is also a beautifying effect, which is of little use to you." ”

He Jian shouted in his heart: I don't know how cool it is to eat with my face!