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There are three dantians for monks, everywhere is critical, limbs can be injured, magic weapons can be destroyed, but these three heavy places can not be controlled by people, let alone slightly damaged, until the Taoist priest's life is approaching, the three fields are not solid, will appear to be exhausted.

The upper dantian is located at the head, also known as the mud pill palace, which is the hub for memorizing spells and giving orders, and before the Taoist priest casts the spell, he must first store the details of the spell here, and call the mana in the meridians of the whole body. All Taoist priests have to think about it at least once in the Patriarch Tower, and it is rumored that from then on, the Mud Pill Palace will be protected by the ancestors of the past dynasties, and the external demons will not invade.

The middle dantian roughly coincides with the heart, also known as the Jiang Palace, like a natural magic weapon, where the memory of the spell and the mana that is called are gathered and formed, and cast directly or through the external magic weapon after being transferred.

The lower dantian is located under the umbilicus, and has no other name, and its only responsibility is to store the inner dan.

Neidan is the source of mana, and by the grinding of the aura of heaven and earth, it is getting stronger and stronger, the speed is getting faster and faster, and more and more mana is generated. It has peculiar attributes, it is void in the body, and it turns into reality in an instant when it leaves the body.

Nedan is like a guard who never rests, even if the master is asleep or unconscious, it still continuously produces mana, mana flows in the meridians of the whole body, protecting the master from harm, and can gather at any time to the palace to participate in the creation of spells.

Nedan is also like a hard-working orderly, if the mana in the meridians is not enough, it can instantly create more mana for casting powerful spells. Of course, depending on the realm, there is always a limit to the mana it can provide.

The three dantians perform their own duties, and there will never be disorder, this is a self-evident truth, and there is no need to even teach it deliberately, Mu Xingqiu has practiced in Pangshan for many years, and naturally accepts this set of division of labor, and has never had doubts.

It is said that the dantian system of loose cultivation is exactly the same as that of Taoist priests, but Neidan refutes it. The mana provided is extremely unstable, and the Jiang Palace is also like an inferior magic weapon, and the spell falls into the inferior from the moment it is formed, and the Mud Pill Palace is not strong and susceptible to external influences, so when the scattered cultivators face all kinds of temptations from mortal dust, they often can't hold on.

The capable people in the demon clan have demon pills, but the system is completely different from that of Taoist priests, and there are no three dantians. The demon pill can grow in any part, it is an incomparably hard entity from the beginning, and the mana does not operate within the meridians, all of which are used to strengthen the strong body.

As for the demons. Some people talk about it from time to time, but few people mention their cultivation system, Mu Xingqiu only knows that the demon clan can still turn into a demon seed after the body dissipates, and the heart must also be very important. There are still many powers that can be preserved after the death of the owner, and one of them is set on the top of the bald man's head, all these years. has slowly become one with him, and it is inseparable.

The bald man is unique, even more peculiar than Mu Xingqiu and others who gave birth to Dao roots because of the demon seed, first killed by demon magic, became bait, so he did not die completely, and was invaded by the same weak demon seed when he was the weakest, forming a state of immortality and immortality.

In Chaojing Mountain, the bald man swallowed a Neidan that the Starfall Daoist spit out before he died, and since then he has vaguely possessed a little mana, urging the demon to feel more free. This is also a strange thing that makes no sense, after Neidan leaves the body and turns into an entity, he will lose all the attributes of the past, but he will take root in the bald head, and the old tree will sprout and regain some of its vitality.

Mu Xingqiu had consulted the Taoist priests of Ranjing Mountain, but no one could explain it clearly.

At this moment, looking at the bald man face to face, Mu Xingqiu suddenly had an unbelievable thought, does Sandian have to have a clear and fixed responsibility? What is the essential difference between humans, demons, and demons, and even the cultivation foundation will be completely different?

This question is so contrary to the common sense of Taoism, it is like a person who has walked normally for decades and suddenly wonders why he can't walk on all fours like an animal or some disabled person, and the mere thought of this alone seems ridiculous.

The bald man stared at Mu Xingqiu in confusion, and couldn't help but speak, "Brother Xiaoqiu, what are you doing? I'm a little scared when you stare at me like this." ”

"Tell me, how did you cast the spell?" Mu Xing still couldn't get rid of that thought, he had to figure out what the blue smoke that the young demon gave him was, and the key to solving the puzzle might be the bald man.

This is one of the topics that the bald man is most proud of and most interested in, but unfortunately few people care or ask, hearing Mu Xingqiu's words, the bald man jumped excitedly, and the demon heart on his head immediately shot out a foot-long red light, ostentatiously swaying from side to side, "This thing is obedient, I said to the east to the east, I said to the west to the west, and it can also become longer, when I shot at the farthest time, I shot a big tree a mile away, and wrote a few words on it......"

If he continued to talk like this, the bald man would tell him everything he had done in the Bilin of Chaotic Jing Mountain, and Mu Xingqiu hurriedly interrupted his detailed description, "I'm asking you, how did you make the demon heart shoot red light?"

"As soon as I thought about the red light in my head, it came out, it was obedient, and it wanted to fight wherever it wanted. ”

"You've also read some Taoist books, although casting spells is only an instantaneous thing, but there is always a process in it, and you think carefully about the process of casting spells. ”

"Ah, I see what you mean. The bald man raised his head, a strand of hair bent over, tapped lightly on his chin like a finger, and began to meditate.

Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang always spent time in the blessed land of Langhuan back then, and the bald man was exposed to it, and he also read a lot of books, sometimes wandering on the old ancestral peak, and listening to a few words of senior Taoist priests, and they had an understanding of cultivation and spells.

After thinking for a while, the bald man's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth widely, and pointed to a small protrusion on his palate with a strand of hair, which was the Neidan he got in Ranjing Mountain, and after Mu Xingqiu saw it, he closed his mouth and said, "Before it, I could shoot red light, and after having it, I can control it better." To talk about the process of casting spells...... If I think about it carefully, the most obedient person is actually Neidan, as long as I move my thoughts, something will flow out of it, like cool water, very comfortable, and then the demon heart will be more obedient. ”

"You only have your head left, so you use the Upper Dantian Mud Pill Palace as the Lower Dantian?" Mu Xingqiu no longer felt that his thoughts were too incredible.

"Hmm. It seems like this, but my inner dan does not turn, and it is different from yours. ”

Mu Xingqiu paced back and forth in the tent, his speed gradually increasing, and suddenly stopped, "I'm going to try your spell casting method." ”

"Okay, okay, if there's anything you don't understand, just ask me. The bald man became more and more proud, his appearance and thinking stopped forever in his teens, although he read a lot of Taoist books, he just watched and played. I never took it seriously, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with Brother Xiaoqiu's approach at all.

If there were other Taoist priests present, even if it was an inhaling Taoist priest who had just condensed the pill, he would strongly persuade Mu Xingqiu not to take risks.

Mu Xingqiu took out a few magic weapons, so that he could avoid the secret observation of most people, although Zuo Liuying could break through the prohibition he had set, and he could directly watch his every move through the bald man, but he could no longer be as silent as before. There is always a hint of a sign.

Mu Xingqiu just wanted to make a simple attempt, trying to treat the Upper Dantian Mud Pill Palace as a lower Dantian, trying to think that there was also an inner pill among them, and the blue smoke sent by the young demon should be here.

Sounds very simple. But it is very troublesome to do, the Taoist priest's thoughts are different from ordinary people's thoughts, and they must be unhindered, and the first thing Mu Xingqiu has to do is to get rid of the inherent thinking that Sandian has a clear division of labor. It's just as difficult as changing the way you breathe.

The bald man was even more excited than Mu Xingqiu, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to point, so Mu Xingqiu had no choice but to take out a bronze mirror. Attract the attention of the bald.

Gradually, Mu Xingqiu no longer resisted the Dantian Mud Pill Palace, and vaguely felt that there was really something in it, the general state of thought was not enough, and he had to enter the deep state of thought during his cultivation.

As soon as Mu Xingqiu sat on the bed, the bald man didn't make any sound anymore, looked in the mirror alone, and quietly squeezed his eyebrows.

The Mud Pill Palace was empty, and as his thoughts deepened, the heaven and earth aura stored in Mu Xingqiu's body began to converge towards the Mud Pill Palace, and finally, in a glimmer of light, he saw the light blue smoke again.

The smoke was ethereal, and it slowly turned into the image of Fang Fang, and the wise smile on her face showed that this was Fang Fang, who was transformed into a young demon, and she spoke directly to Mu Xingqiu in the Mud Pill Palace.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, but this is the only safe way to speak, and I can't hide it from the Taoist priest on other occasions. ”

"What the hell are you going to do? Rescue the Nian Xin Sect Descendants? They are dead, and only their souls are left to suffer, and as soon as they leave the Demon Extraction Cave, their souls will be scattered. Mu Xingqiu didn't open his mouth, these words came out directly in his head.

The young demon didn't respond, he still talked to himself, Mu Xingqiu understood that this was just a memory caused by the young devil's spell, and he couldn't communicate with him.

Even the conversation in his head was not completely safe, and the young demon was still vague, "I won't indoctrinate you with anything, I want you to see the truth for yourself, but you have to be strong enough to do it." For the same reason, the spirit is here for the time being, and you don't have the strength to protect it yet, so don't try to find my whereabouts. When you are strong enough to discover the truth, I will appear and return the soul to you. ”

"I created a hidden memory in Xiao Artemisia's mind, she couldn't detect it herself, but she was affected by it, and she was full of curiosity about the words Nianxin and Mu Xingqiu, in this way, I sent her to you, hoping to succeed. I also stored this gift in Xiao Hao's body, even if the Taoist priests found it, they would not recognize it, let alone use it, it is only suitable for you, it is tailor-made for you. ”

"You are unique, and from the moment you pronounce the words 'wrong or weak,' you become different. Zuo Liuying has been studying the so-called true illusion, in fact, he got the wrong direction, we were not born to attract demons, but to empty the Mud Pill Palace. Zuo Liuying's cultivation realm is too high, and it is impossible to accept changes, but you can. ”

"So, this is my gift to you, the second Inner Dan, it will be very weak at first, as long as you can take care of it, it will grow rapidly, beyond the imagination of the Taoist priests. ”

"Goodbye, where I used to live, I miss the days of fighting with you, I hope you can find my gift sooner, and I hope you will know the truth when you say goodbye. ”

The young demon in Fangfang's image turned into smoke again, spinning at an extremely fast speed, getting faster and faster, and finally, a white inner pill appeared in Mu Xingqiu's Mud Pill Palace. (To be continued......)