Although he thinks that Liu Laodao is "not bad", he will never really entrust his net worth and life to a person who has only been with him for a few days.

Now he can't move.

A comfortable cotton shirt was soaked with sweat, and even the bed under the seat was wet. Even if there was only the light of the moon shining in from the window paper, he could see a frantically white mist above his head.

At this moment, his sea of snow-capped mountains seemed to be about to explode.

The reason why the snow mountain qi sea thing is called this name is not because it is more beautiful and literary, nor is it because there is really a thing in the body that looks like a snow mountain.

This is because when a practitioner cultivates, the spiritual power gathers and condenses, and eventually merges with the body, strengthening the spiritual life of the practitioner. This part of the spiritual power actually constitutes a part of the practitioner. They are not individual "qi", nor are they "glittering" things that can flow through their own bodies - they have penetrated into every cell and become a part of the body.

When a painter paints, he draws the spiritual power of the other party or his own spiritual power, which refers to this part. This part is to say that the "mountain" in the "snow-capped mountain qi sea" -- a solid and solid foundation.

There are other spiritual powers that can be called upon - depending on how majestic your "mountain" is. They are detached from the "mountain" and converged into the sea of qi, where they are used in various forms and become many techniques.

In fact, if Li Yunxin were to be named, he would say that this is called "liquidity".

And his snow mountain qi sea was sealed, because the "snow" on the "mountain" could not "melt" and could not converge into the "qi sea".

He wanted to use his willpower to break through that layer of prohibition. But since there was no exact "mountain" in his body, there would not be a cover or seal attached to it—he needed to use his will to blast his whole body to remove the seal that had spread all over his body.

But right now, the faith and wish power of hundreds of people gathered on him through the spiritual power channel of the "Dacheng Supreme Holy Mystery Spiritual Treasure Jiawen Crown Prince" and the Dragon Maiden...... From the first moment he received this wish, he realized-

Damn, it's broken.

The thing of wishing power and the spiritual power he cultivated are completely different things. The difference between the two is as great as the difference between liquid, water and oil.

These wishes may not be worth mentioning to the great demon, but if they are transformed into spiritual power, they are not eye-catching to him. But at this moment, although this wish is small, it cannot be driven by him, and it cannot be excreted from the body for a while. It was as if his body was suddenly immobilized by countless slender steel needles, and he couldn't move.

It is said that one punishment was to cut a slit in a person's scalp and pour mercury into it to obtain a complete human skin. At this moment, although the power of wish is not tangible mercury, it has the same effect at the level of the divine soul. The indescribable pain made Li Yunxin grit his teeth and gurgle, and the reason why he continued to insist on not letting Liu Laodao come in was because he felt that although the situation was very different from what he expected, it was ...... It seems to have some effect.

The power of the wish was indeed bringing him pain, but it was also attacking the prohibition. This forbidden spell was probably made by a certain Taoist master, and it was solid and solid. But it seems to be working. Two completely different forces impact and wash, and Li Yunxin can indeed feel that the prohibition is "loosening" a little bit.

However, at this moment, his pain has almost reached the limit of his endurance, and he only hopes that those worshippers outside will disperse quickly, so that he can slowly absorb this wishing idea, and then go to the "Tongming Jade Jane" to check carefully, in addition to "easy to prove", there is no other way to work.

And so it went on for another hour. When he felt that the water in his body was going to be steamed dry, there was finally no one in the temple. At this time, there are no decent entertainment, and if you want to talk about fun, it is probably only the "pleasure" between the husband and wife. Therefore when a man goes to bed early, he is relieved early.

The wish power no longer increased, so he reined in his mind and began to try to absorb it.

At this time, he still didn't know that it was a big taboo for human cultivators to absorb the power of willingness. I just feel that this power comes easily, and if you are worshiped every day, you can become stronger, stronger and stronger...... So why not?

This power is hard to absorb, just like oil is hard to dissolve in water. But he tried again and again, and found that since they could not be fused with each other, they should not be fused at all. Making this wish a part of the "mountain" is like mixing oil and water and shaking it vigorously - although it is still a ball of water in the end, it becomes a whole glass of liquid.

After trying this way, he felt that he had found the trick - with this wish power mixed in, there was indeed some spiritual power that could be revealed. It is as if the power of the wish has opened one small hole after another in the "mountain".

He spent half an hour doing this, and he planned to carry it out to the end in the future. He has cultivated his spiritual power for more than ten years, and these wishes are not even a drop in the bucket for his "mountain", and he feels that it will take more time to completely complete the "ban".

At this time, Liu Laodao came in through the back door.

The spring nights are not very cold, and there is a slight fragrance of flowers and plants. Lao Dao drank wine at this time, and felt that his body was slightly warm, and the fragrance in his mouth was still there. I thought of an extra entry in the temple again, and the whole person was as comfortable as soaking in warm water.

He closed the back door, humming the two lines of "sparse shadows, horizontal slopes, clear water, dark fragrance, floating moon dusk", two poems written by my predecessors who did not know which painting master wrote a thousand years ago, and walked towards his own side house. When he walked to the edge of the pond, he turned his head and glanced at the residence of Li Yunxin, the main house.

I found that the house was still dark and quiet. Lao Dao shook the sauce beef wrapped in oil paper in his hand, and said it was a pity. The master probably went to bed early after practicing - it's a pity for this beef.

The cow belonged to a farmer's family outside the city, and was bitten to death by a wild beast that came in in the middle of the night, and only took a few bites, and seemed to feel unappetizing, so he stopped eating it.

The next day, the family got up and found that the cow was dead, so they went to report it to the official. The government sent someone to investigate, and confirmed that it was a wild beast that killed him, so he asked his family to deal with it themselves. The family was reluctant to eat by themselves, so they sold it to Mu Nanju for silver.

Beef is a rarity. Lao Dao spent two dimes of silver on this bag of sauced beef in his hand - he could buy ten servings in exchange for mutton.

He thought it would be spoiled until tomorrow, so he might as well take it back to his house and eat it himself—oh, but unfortunately he had eaten too much just now, and he knew that he would have eaten this beef and not the mutton.

He thought so bits and pieces that he turned his head.

After taking two steps away, he suddenly paused, feeling that his head was buzzing and exploding, his whole scalp became numb, and the strength of the wine faded in an instant.

He slowly turned his head again and glanced at Li Yunxin's room. Look at the thing he seemed to see vaguely.

This time, he saw clearly.

A woman in white was lying outside Li Yunxin's window.

It's head-down, feet up, lying on its stomach like that. As if sensing his gaze, the woman in white raised her head and glanced at him.

There are no facial features on the face.

Liu Laodao's brain buzzed again, and he fainted cleanly.