Chapter Seventy-Seven: Mu Gongzi, you are thicker than ordinary monks

The old man sat on the solid wood chair, let the pine white robe hang freely, and stroked his beard.

"Mu Gongzi doesn't need to be polite, Xiao Lao'er is just the person in charge of a foothold in the South Mountain Road of this Phantom Sword Alliance, surnamed Li Mingguang, and knows a little about medical skills. ”

"This is the stronghold of the Phantom Sword Alliance near the junction of Shannan Dao and Jiannan Dao, where the inner disciples who are responsible for inspecting the demon beasts in the alliance usually rest, and it is also one of the places where the Phantom Sword Alliance accepts the outer disciples. ”

"As for why Mu Gongzi, you have been in a coma for many days and have not woken up, this is a long story. ”

"Come on, come on, little old man will give Mu Gongzi another number. ”

Li Guang Lao beckoned Mu Chen to sit down, although his words were ordinary, Mu Chen still heard that his voice was full of arrogance.

He stretched out his right hand, put his five fingers together, and half-squinted his eyes to call the pulse again.

Mu Chen's expression was strange when he saw his pulse, and he didn't know what could happen to his body except for excessive blood loss, so he didn't care too much, he was more concerned about where Senior Brother Wei Min was now and how the affairs of the Demon Sect were handled.

After a few breaths, Li Guanglao withdrew his right hand and shook his head in confusion, his brows furrowed on his forehead, but the pride in the bones of the Phantom Sword Alliance had not diminished in the slightest.

"Mu Gongzi, in fact, I have always been puzzled, why is your spiritual vein much thicker than that of other monks?"

"I gave you the pulse a few days ago, because at that time, the spiritual energy in your body was excessively consumed, and the spiritual vein was empty, so I was only slightly aware of it. ”

"Today, I realized that your spiritual veins are indeed thicker, if the spiritual energy running in the spiritual veins of ordinary Qi refining and transforming God Realm cultivators is a gurgling stream, the spiritual energy operating in your spiritual veins is like the water of the Yellow River, rushing rapidly. ”

"Of course, this is just an analogy, I can't be sure how much thicker your spiritual veins are than those of the same realm cultivators. ”

"Mu Gongzi, have you had any adventures, or have you taken any elixir, Heaven and Earth Spirit Fruit?"

Mu Chen thought about it, and was about to shake his head, when he suddenly felt a feeling of annoyance in his chest.

A dark memory that had been hidden came to mind, the ugly painted face with the horror mask suddenly appeared before his eyes, and the grim and funny ghost laugh with seduction.

‘...... But you, who can run with a sword at a young age, who are gifted and have amazing bones, have you been given some kind of panacea?'

'Yes, you must have taken a panacea!'

'Hand over the elixir, hand over the good things that your mother left you!'

'Hee-hee-hee-hee, hahahahaha——!'

Syllable!

Mu Chen instantly bounced up from the chair and slapped one palm on the solid wood table.

The wooden table shook, and the tea bowl and lid trembled, making a clattering sound.

He shook his head vigorously, and finally shook off the grimace and voice of the ghost-faced man, he wanted to shout out, shout out all the depression in his heart, but in the face of the roof beam, he couldn't shout.

Faced with such a situation, Mu Chen sacrificed the Qingfeng Sword again, and slashed at the red solid wood table with a sword.

The room fell silent for a moment, and there was a slight sword sound in the ears, but I saw the four-legged wooden table standing firmly on the ground slide gently, and after a few seconds, the tea set on the table fell to the ground in a cool wind and fell to pieces.

The wooden table was also split in half, but it did not hurt the floor in the slightest.

"Ahh

Mu Chen finally shouted, the boredom in his heart disappeared, and he wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead.

Only Li Guanglao's hands hung in the air, his beard twitched, and he was also stunned in the face of the sudden slash.

After a long pause, he blinked, and then he spoke cautiously, and even his pride was much weaker.

Although he was not a sword cultivator, he was also a cultivator of the Illusory Sword Alliance, so he could naturally feel that Mu Chen's sword just now was by no means simple.

At the same time, the disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance also have a characteristic, they are not afraid of the sky or the earth, they are not afraid of gods and ghosts, and they respect the monks with outstanding swordsmanship, so Mu Chen slashed out a sword, and Li Guanglao's attitude immediately rotated one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Mu, Mu Gongzi, are you okay, did I just mention the topic that made you sensitive?"

"I'm sorry, Senior Li, I just had a hallucination, I'll pay you for the table and tea set......"

"Oh, oh, it's okay, it's just a table, you don't need Mu Gongzi to compensate, you just woke up from a long dream, and there are cases where you suddenly have a trance and hallucinations. ”

Li Guanglao brushed his sleeves to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare to ask the reason why Mu Chen's spiritual veins were thicker than other monks.

However, even if Li Guanglao didn't mention it, Mu Chen also understood what it meant that the spiritual veins were thicker, which meant that under the same realm, the spiritual energy accumulation in his body would be deeper than that of ordinary monks.

This is probably one of the reasons why he was able to easily tie with Yu Sinian, who had entered this realm for more than a year, not long after he had just broken through the realm of refining and refining qi.

However, there is a disadvantage to this kind of spiritual vein, that is, when the spiritual energy in his body is exhausted, he cannot quickly absorb enough spiritual energy from the outside world to ensure that he will not be in a low spiritual energy state for a long time.

Because the thickness of the spiritual veins of ordinary monks matches the amount of spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth, although the spiritual veins are thinner, there is a good saying that it is called thin water and long flow.

Although according to ancient records, Shenzhou was once a vast land full of spiritual energy, spiritual energy nourished all things, and spiritual fruits were everywhere, and at that time, almost everyone had to practice martial arts, and everyone could cultivate the Tao.

It was only later that an earth-shattering change occurred, the ancient monks disappeared, the ancient giant beasts disappeared, and the aura between heaven and earth also disappeared by nearly ninety percent.

Since then, the number of monks on the Divine Continent has dropped dramatically, and it has become the situation of one in a million today.

Putting aside the reason for the disappearance of the aura, the monks on the Divine Continent believed that the grains were born from the turbidity of heaven and earth, and the more they ate, the more turbid qi they had in their bodies.

The turbid qi has a huge impact on the ascension of the monastic path, so in order to resist hunger, most monks choose Bigu, in addition to eating spiritual fruits, they also want to attract spiritual energy into the body to maintain the energy needed for daily activities.

In order to maintain normal vital signs, the aura in the monk's body should not be less than 30% for a long time, and should not be less than 10% in a short period of time.

After the aura in the body of ordinary monks bottoms out, they can quickly feel it, and they will circulate Zhou Tian to absorb the aura from the air, or take pills to replenish it.

Mu Chen's spiritual veins were originally a few times thicker than ordinary monks, and it was difficult to feel that the amount of spiritual energy in his body was actually in a dangerous state.

At the same time, not long after he entered the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, he didn't know too much about the amount of aura in his body, and the thin aura between heaven and earth couldn't make him recover his aura quickly, which caused him to faint on the bamboo sword.

It's just that why this spiritual vein is thicker than others, Mu Chen doesn't know the reason, but fortunately, he now knows why he suddenly fainted.