"Sit with your center centered, adjust the fetal breathing method, and return to the roots. Wait for a newborn demonic qi, with the fetal breathing method, with martial fire, gathered in the dantian. Seal and warm with simmering, and after a long time, the dantian will be full of qi and filled with five organs. The five internal organs are full of qi and scattered in hundreds of bones......"

Xie Qingci yawned and sat cross-legged on the futon, where his heart was already unconsciously drifting away.

In the Daoless Demon Sect, from time to time, there will be people from the outer gate to preach, which is considered a kind of welfare.

Merely......

She looked at the empty futons around her and was speechless for a while.

It's just that no one wants to hear it.

This lecture hall is a place diametrically opposed to the martial arts training ground, where there are many people, and there are many people here.

However, this sermon is really boring.

How can the urgency of demon cultivation make them willing to sit and listen to the lecture, most people prefer to go to a fight and see the truth under their hands.

Therefore, not only are the people from the outer gate not happy to listen, but most of the people from the inner gate are also not happy to come, even if there are sect contribution points.

Xie Qingci has been listening to it here for a few days, although it is boring, but it is also very practical, and she has learned some things more or less.

It's just that today's uncle seems to be a little unusual.

This Uncle Mo Wen looks vicious, tall and majestic, his eagle eyes are shining with sharp essence, his face is gloomy and fierce, and he looks like someone else owes him millions of spirit stones, and he is not a good stubble at first glance.

I don't know why, she always feels that this uncle looks in her direction from time to time.

She shook her head, thinking it was just an illusion, and pulled herself together to listen to the rest of the content.

"The line of qi is inherent in its normality, the journey of the avenue is transformed in the same amount, limited by the order of tithe, and the generation of non-ants can be shaken, however, the magnitude does not change, the quality can be replaced, and the power of the same quality is different due to the difference in shape......"

She listened, thoughtfully.

Is it different?

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The moon is as cool as water tonight, and the night is just right.

Xie Qingci realized something, and danced the frost spear in the moonlight.

Her figure is light and agile in the moonlight, like a swimming dragon, like a delicate Danqing beauty picture, the wind in her sleeves, vigorous as a luan, her clothes fluttering with the law of the avenue swaying, there are avenue runes appearing, and lotus is born step by step under her feet.

The frost spear was cold and dark, cutting through one sharp arc after another, and the demonic aura pointed at the gun was sudden, stirring up a whirlwind, whistling and flying rapidly, sassy, with the strength of the wind and lightning.

"Glimps!"

She whispered in her mouth, a flash of light in her eyes disappeared, the wind roared like thunder, rumbled, and roared, and in an instant, half of the purple jade bamboos in the purple bamboo forest fell backwards, and the wind whistled and rustled, and the flexible body bent back slightly, and then returned to its original appearance.

Xie Qingci held the frost spear with his backhand, and looked at the purple jade bamboo that shook and rustled in front of him.

Today's results are noticeably better.

She spread out her palm, and the gray-blue demonic qi in her jade-white palm surged in her hand.

This flame-like demonic qi silently changed form in her hand, Xie Qingci's mind moved, and traced in his mind, the gray-cyan flame in front of him gradually turned into the shape of a flower.

She tried to attract the demonic energy in her body and gather it on this small flower. The flowers gradually become more realistic and delicate, and the veins of gray-blue petals are faintly visible.

Xie Qingci moved his palm, waved his hand lightly, and threw the flower towards the purple bamboo forest.

"Sa!"

A huge gust of wind howled by, and the purple jade bamboo was blown into a crescent moon like Fang Cai.

However, this time, after the purple jade bamboo in the front row was lodging, it bent and could no longer change back to its original shape.

"And so it was. She withdrew the frost spear and muttered, "I used to pay too much attention to the amount of demonic energy, and neglected the control and use of demonic energy. ”

She broke out in a cold sweat, and used her demonic qi as she used to do before, and the demonic qi was not exhausted, thanks to the spiritual seedling in the dantian that purified the demonic qi.

She used too much and the usage efficiency was too low, wasting her demonic energy in vain, so it was naturally not very powerful.

"I see. ”

Her whole person was like an enlightenment, and there was a bright look in her eyes, and the problem that had puzzled her for a long time finally found the reason for her.

Suddenly, the purple bamboo forest trembled violently, shook and towered, and the bamboo leaves fell to the ground like rain, and the ground was suddenly buried by layers of purple bamboo leaves, and a powerful coercion came to the face.

Xie Qingci's heart moved, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

This is......

A man in red hangs on a purple bamboo, his long hair is like ink, his wide robe is flowing and free, and a large piece of skin as white as the first snow is revealed on his chest.

He wore a luxurious robe, and the overlapping patterns were gorgeous and intricate, dazzling and dazzling, and suddenly gave birth to a sense of dignity.

At this time, the man looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and his tone was brisk.

"Xiao Ci, do you miss your uncle?"

"Uncle!"

Xie Qingci's eyes lit up, and the peach blossom pupils were clear and thorough, like a very clear pool of water.

With amazement in her eyes, she couldn't help but admire: "It looks so good to wear like this." ”

Zong Sheng proudly shook off his scattered black hair, and jumped down gracefully from the purple jade bamboo, like a proud peacock with a thousand fans.

He looked at the undisguised amazement in his niece's eyes, and his heart was proud. It seems that the effect is very good, and it is in vain that he has been carefully dressed up for three hours, which shows that his demeanor is as good as before, and his brilliance has not diminished.

He walked over very naturally, touched his little niece's furry head with a smile in his eyes, and messed up his niece's hair under Xie Qingci's protesting voice, before coughing, and pretending to ask in a deep voice, "Xiao Ci, how is it lately?" Is there anything you don't understand about your cultivation?"

"It's okay, it would be better if my uncle didn't bully me. ”

Xie Qingci straightened her messy hair in annoyance, glaring at the initiator, a little angry.

Zong Sheng grinned.

"In terms of cultivation, I did encounter some problems. ”

Thinking of this, she became serious, "I didn't understand why my attack power was so weak before, but now...... I seem to have realized something. ”

"Today, an uncle came to the inner door to preach, and I heard it enlightened. It's like it's called ......."

"Mo Wen. ”

A low and indifferent voice came from behind him, Xie Qingci nodded subconsciously, "Yes, it's Uncle Mowen......"

As she spoke, she suddenly realized something, choked, and couldn't help but cough violently in shock.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Seeing that she was coughing hard, Zong Sheng was a little nervous, and glared behind her while patting her back with his hand.

"Zhong Gu, fierce, you see that you scared your junior sister!"

Xie Qingci tried to stop the urge to cough in his throat, and looked behind him in shock.

In the shadow of the purple bamboo forest behind her, a tall red-clothed man in a strong suit, Shi Shiran, stood with his hands on his chest, his face was cold, it was Mo Wen Zhenren.

It's just that at this time, Mo Wenzhen's expression is not very good-looking, and he has a stinky face.

"Uncle Mowen, why are you here?"

"He is my apprentice, and my uncle wants to come to see you, so I asked him to come with him. Zong Sheng explained to her, took out a jar of elixir and handed it to her, looking at her very distressedly, "Isn't it too hard? Is your divine consciousness injured? Come on, you are about to eat these elixirs, you can make up for them." ”

Xie Qingci looked at a large jar of elixir, and when he heard that these were all tonic elixirs, the corners of his eyes twitched.

“...... No, no, uncle, I'm fine. ”

Tonic elixir, a high-grade elixir, specializes in treating damage to the divine consciousness and divine soul, and is a treasure that is hard to find and has no price.

She was a little funny and a little moved, her uncle raised her as a glass doll, she was so delicate with thick skin and thick flesh.

"No, you have to feed me. ”

Zong Sheng's attitude was very firm, and he asked her to take medicine for everything.

"Excessive use of pills will leave erysipelas, affect the foundation, and it is not advisable to take pills if there is nothing to do. ”

Mo Wenzhen's faint voice sounded, which was particularly obvious in the silent purple bamboo forest, and Zong Sheng was stunned after hearing it.

After that, Zong Sheng said with some reluctance: "...... Good. But if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your uncle. ”

Xie Qingci nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, and all kinds of guarantees were almost sworn by poison, which satisfied Zong Sheng.

She looked at Mo Wenzhen with some surprise, this uncle is not simple, he can actually cure her uncle.

Mo Wenzhen turned his gaze to her, pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "Do you have anything to gain from today's sermon?"

"Uncle Huimo Wen, there is something to gain. ”

She replied respectfully: "As Uncle Shi said, the amount is irreversible, but the magnitude does not change, the quality can be exchanged, the same demonic qi, I can use it more finely, one can be used to produce two parts of the potency, I didn't know how to really use the demonic qi before, just used it roughly, and didn't realize the importance of demonic qi manipulation." That's what limits my attacks. ”

"Yes, you have a lot of understanding. Mo Wen Zhenrenjun nodded, and a very shallow smile appeared on his deep face.

"Master is your relative, you can call me Senior Brother, you don't have to be too restrained. ”

Xie Qingci glanced at Zong Sheng, and Zong Sheng winked at her.

She smiled and said:

"Okay, Senior Brother Mowen. ”

"Senior brother, do you know any ways to increase my attack power?"

"Hmm......" Mo Wenzhen lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and replied.

"Yes, but you need to stick with it for a long time. Specialized time training is required. ”

Zong Sheng listened to their conversation, patted Mo Wenzhen's shoulder, and said very seriously: "Zhong Gu, I will give you a task for the teacher." Teach your little sister for a year, and there will be rewards for doing well as a teacher. ”

"Xiao Ci, listening to your senior brother Mowen's guidance, it is absolutely reliable. You senior brother...... Well, it's a shame to be better than my uncle in these aspects, of course, I taught it. Don't be afraid of him, he is just fierce, if he dares to bully you, tell your uncle, and your uncle will beat him so much that he can't even recognize his master. “

“......”

"Poof"

Xie Qingci held back a smile, feeling that Mo Wenzhen's face became darker after listening to his uncle's words.

Mo Wen Zhenren took a deep breath and tried to calm his tone.

"Senior Sister Xie, after a year, I'll be waiting for you in the Demon Mist Forest. Prepare well for the year. ”