The Northern Meditation Cultivator just stayed at the Shoreless Sword Peak.

His daily life is very simple, in the morning he followed Long Yao to the Youquan Realm for treatment, the medicinal bath and the elixir are two-pronged, although the time is still short and the effect can not be seen, but the Northern Meditation Cultivator can feel that his dantian qi sea is slowly repairing.

Unlike the reckless and forcible repairs of the old madman at the beginning, Long Yao's methods were more steady, although the speed of treatment was slower, it would definitely not give it a chance to deteriorate again.

What surprised him even more was that those fallen elements that were dormant in his meridians, even without his deliberate control, were like puppies under Long Yao's treatment, and they had no intention of rebelling at all, and it seemed that in the process of treatment, he became more and more comfortable with his control of fallen yuan.

He had already figured out now that Fang Chengyu had forcibly injected the seeds of the Fallen Yuan into his body before, just because he wanted him to use the Fallen Yuan to deal with the people in the Holy Pavilion and indirectly avenge him.

And the fallen yuan is also deeply rooted in his body, and it can no longer be completely removed.

In this case, Long Yao was able to decisively shift his gaze from destruction to control, and clearly told him that this thing would be of great use.

Northern Meditation Cultivator had seen the harm of the Fallen Yuan with his own eyes, and he had also personally felt the pain of the Fallen Yuan's body burning, but when the Fallen Yuan was completely under his control, these harms disappeared.

He didn't intend to let go of this powerful help in his heart.

And Long Yao set his sights on the good side and encouraged him to take full control of it.

Perhaps in Long Yao's view, whether the fallen yuan is good or bad depends on the person who uses the fallen yuan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire Long Yao a little more, and made up his mind that in the future, he would never do anything that hurt heaven and reason.

And the only thing he was dissatisfied with was that Long Yao would add some medicinal herbs to him from time to time when he was taking a medicinal bath for him, so that he could absorb it well, but on the other hand, he stewed chicken soup in a large pot on the side, and still added some medicinal herbs to it from time to time......

Although I know that this is probably for him to replenish his body, he will still feel a little unhappy in his heart after all.

Since he came to the Shoreless Sword Peak, Shang Yunjian rarely stayed on the Shoreless Sword Peak, but bought medicinal materials in various pharmacies across the continent every day.

After all, there are a lot of precious medicinal materials stored in the Youquan Realm, and those ordinary medicinal materials are the most lacking here.

And Shang Yunjian also promised that if he had time, he would look for his brother's whereabouts in Zhongzhou City.

Bei Ming Xiu was grateful to them from the bottom of his heart.

He could feel that Shang Yunjian and Long Yao even treated him as their own son.

He couldn't help but start to envy Yao Chong, with such a master and wife, his childhood should be very happy.

A wave of heat pushed him from his thoughts.

He opened his eyes and according to the method that Long Yao had taught before, he channeled the heat wave into the dantian qi sea one by one.

After a while, his dantian qi was warm, and after opening his mouth and exhaling a long breath of turbidity, the look in his eyes was a little more.

Long Yao handed out a bath towel.

Bei Ming Xiu crawled out of the cauldron, took the bath towel to dry his body, put on the sword robe of the Shoreless Sword Peak, looked at the faint black water in the pot, and said, "Is this exhaustion of poison?"

Long Yao stared at the Northern Immortal Cultivation for a while, handed him an elixir that had obviously just been refined, and said, "It's almost, you first adapt to the changes in your body in the past half a month, don't use your spiritual power." ”

Bei Mingxiu took the pill with a smile and thanked him seriously: "Hard work master." ”

A vague smile on Long Yao's face flashed and said, "You also work hard." ”

She took the bath towel from Bei Ming Xiu, and the water stains on the bath towel disappeared in an instant.

She touched the head of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, pointed to the peak of the Shoreless Sword Peak and said, "Do you want to try it?"

Bei Ming Xiu nodded heavily and said, "Since the master casually pointed out this path to me, he naturally wants me to learn the Canglang Sword Technique. ”

He smiled slyly and continued, "If you don't learn in vain, you won't learn. ”

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If it was the Northern Darkness Zhou back then, even if he knew that the Canglang Sword Technique was indeed one of the strongest swordsmanship in the world, he would not learn it, because he thought that if the Cold Darkness Sword Technique was practiced to the extreme, he would naturally be able to defeat the Canglang Sword Technique.

In fact, the person who performs the sword technique is indeed much more important than the sword technique.

But Northern Meditation doesn't think so.

Since you are not strong enough, the more things you can learn, the better, after all, you don't have to pressure yourself with more skills.

And even if he is not interested in the Canglang Sword Technique, he will find a way to let him see the sword spectrum of the Canglang Sword Technique.

This time may be the first test he will encounter on the Shoreless Sword Peak.

So he didn't hesitate, bid farewell to Long Yao at the foot of the mountain, walked into the mountains and forests at the foot of the mountain with the Cold Shadow Sword, and began to climb the Shoreless Sword Peak in the true sense.

Because he was being treated, he couldn't use his spiritual power through the dantian qi sea, and even if he used the heavenly realm, he could only use a very small part of his spiritual power.

And the true pure spiritual power above the top of the clouds, his heavenly beings can't withstand it for the time being.

Now he is an ordinary person.

Ordinary people will feel tired when they climb a mountain, let alone an outrageously high mountain like Shoreless Sword Peak.

The road up the mountain is not steep, but it is dangerous enough and full of obstacles.

Obviously, people like Shang Yunjian and Long Yao, who don't need to walk in the mountains, don't care about these natural obstacles in the mountains.

And he was usually led by Shang Yunjian or Long Yao to walk between the Shoreless Sword Peak and the Youquan Realm, and he did not climb the Shoreless Sword Peak in person.

So it was extremely difficult for the Northern Meditation to go up the mountain.

Before touching Shang Yunjian and Long Yao's cabin, the Northern Meditation Cultivator was already out of breath.

Only when you lose the spiritual power of your body can you understand the value of spiritual power.

He glanced upwards.

A corner of the cabin seemed to beckon to him there.

His room was also not far from there.

Squinting at the huge disc in the air that showed no signs of closing, the Northern Meditation Cultivator confirmed that it was too early, and when his breath stabilized, he began to move again.

I don't know how long it took, but the Northern Meditation finally stood in front of the cabin.

The light from above the heavenly dome gradually softened, even if it was okay to stare directly at it with your eyes now, and these soft gauze golden rays seemed to be unable to penetrate the clouds here.

Bei Ming Xiu suddenly felt that it should be night below the top of the clouds.

He wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the peak again.

It looks like you can reach it at your fingertips, but you don't know how far away it is.

The door of the cabin suddenly opened, and Long Yao slowly walked out of it, and said lightly: "It's late at night, let's go back to the house." ”

Bei Ming Xiu glanced at the peak again and said, "I want to try again." ”

Long Yao said lightly: "The mountain is there, you can go at any time if you want to." ”

Bei Mingxiu nodded in agreement and turned back to the house.

Halfway through, Bei Mingxiu suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "Did Yao Chong also climb the mountain like this back then?"

Hearing Yao Chong's name, Long Yao smiled faintly and said, "It took him seven days to go up the mountain, but he was only six years old at the time, and he couldn't compare with you." ”

Bei Mingxiu said goodbye again, but he was a little frustrated in his heart.

He didn't know how many heavens he would spend on the mountain.

But even if you can't use your spiritual power, you can't be weaker than a six-year-old child.

Thinking so, Bei Mingxiu lay down on the bed and quickly entered meditation.