A bright full moon hung in the dark night, emitting a soft glow, and the cool breeze rustled the lush bamboo forest, startling a few fireflies hidden in the grass, flying up and down.

The whole Forgetful Peak looks like an autumn scene.

Dressed in white, Junci sat cross-legged on a rock that had been smoothed by the wind blade, his expression calm. From his appearance, it was impossible to see that this was the critical moment for him to attack the seventeenth meridian.

Within a radius of fifty meters, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi fluctuated wildly, forming sixteen translucent and semi-materialized milky white brilliance that twisted into Jun Ci's body.

In Junci's body, the milky white Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and the pale green Pei Yuan Dan gathered together, shuttling quickly along the meridians, and as time passed bit by bit, the true yuan that was still in a gaseous state became more and more condensed, condensed to the point that it was almost turned into liquid, and the speed at which the true yuan traveled in the meridians became faster and faster, so fast that even the divine consciousness could not be controlled. But Jun Ci not only did not use his divine consciousness to stop the true yuan, but instead urged the operation of the true yuan even more violently.

I don't know how long it took, the true element in Jun Ci's body became thicker and thicker, so thick that it made people feel that maybe in the next second, the gaseous true element would condense into liquid under the squeezing of the meridians, but this moment never came.

Seeing the consumption of divine consciousness, Jun Ci, who had not changed at all, sighed secretly in his heart, and was about to give up this impact, but at this moment, Zhenyuan, who was already a little powerless, suddenly seemed to be pulled by something, and his speed surged several times, and he suddenly broke free from the control of his divine sense.

After the tea, the completely liquefied true yuan turned into a milky white clear stream, slowly swimming in Junci's meridians.

In Jun Ci's sea of knowledge, there was a clattering sound, and a new context map appeared in Jun Ci's mind. The sixteenth vein, after three months and three days of cultivation, finally came to fruition.

Slowly opening his eyes, Junci did not rush to get up, but carefully thought about the seventeenth vein diagram twice in his mind.

In the past two years and eight months, Junci's temperament has changed significantly compared to when he first went up the mountain. When he first went up the mountain, Junci still had three points of killing energy, three points of arrogance and three points of childishness. But now Junci, the whole person looks round and free, there is movement in stillness, there is stillness in movement, and the temperament seems to be quiet and far-reaching.

"It seems that in the future, the true yuan is not condensed enough, and I am not very sure, and I can't casually impact the meridians, and I almost failed today. "Junci secretly reviewed his gains and losses in this impact on the meridians, relying on urging Gu Zhenyuan to impact the meridians like this, in addition to the success rate cannot be guaranteed, the damage to the meridians is also quite large.

Looking up at the full moon in the sky, a feeling of homesickness suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart. "Three years of spring and autumn, fleeting. I don't know if my father and Wan'er are doing well?" Jun Ci sighed majestically, his eyes a little gloomy.

A gust of wind struck, and the white figure was blown away like fine sand, leaving only the hard rock to emit a cold cold light under the moonlight。。。。。。

The Five Elements Escape Method, Qingfeng Escape, although it is only a basic Escape Method, has never been used by disciples below the foundation building period, because this magic power has extremely strict requirements for the induction of the Wind Yuan Force. What is unexpected is that Junci, who is not even a big CD of Qi training, actually refined this magical power.

At the same moment, Long Yan on Longshou Mountain, standing in the cold wind, looked at Junci who had fled with cold eyes, turned around expressionlessly, and walked into his Longhua residence.

Dongfang had just flushed a wisp of fish belly white, and the sleeping baby-like Junci suddenly sat up from the bed without warning, and his eyes were as clear as water, as if he had never fallen asleep at all.

Methodical washing, pranayama, cultivation. After a big week, Junci unhurriedly sorted out his clothes and walked calmly in the direction of the fasting room.

In these two years or so, Jun Ci learned how to practice the exercises, how to exert supernatural powers, and how to adapt to the repetitive and single life of cultivation.

As soon as he walked into Yushanzhai, Junci felt that the atmosphere here was a little different from usual. This is the most lively place in the Broken Void Sect, only at this time, in this place, can everyone really relax, use the pitiful meal time to talk freely, discuss with each other, and greet each other. Once they get out of here, they have to spend all their energy on collecting medicines, alchemy, raising spirit beasts, and then squeezing out every minute and every second of their time to cultivate. Only in this way can they have a glimmer of hope for the road.

Life in the cultivation realm was far more intense and cruel than that of mortals.

But today's jade food is quiet, everyone is just concerned about eating, and for a while, there is only the sound of chopsticks and bowls hitting the bells.

Jun Ci quietly walked to his seat and said to Yang Xian's divine sense on the side: "Senior brother, what's wrong today?"

Yang Xian took a bite of the steamed bun and responded with his divine sense: "After drinking the wine brewed by Uncle Long, everyone is afraid of touching the moldy head. Uncle Long has a very big temper as soon as he doesn't drink, and if he accidentally hits the muzzle of the gun, whether it is an inner disciple or an outer disciple, he will die a very miserable death. ”

"What kind of wine? Isn't it over after drinking?" Junci was a little puzzled, how could people who cultivate immortals still worry about altar wine, what kind of immortal is this?

"How can it be so easy? Uncle Long's personal brewing of mourning is as many as hundreds of raw materials, this is not the most troublesome, the most troublesome thing is that mourning needs a fruit called centrifugal grass to brew, but this kind of fruit is extremely difficult to reproduce, so every year Uncle Long's mourning will be more or less out of stock once or twice. It will be fine in two days, and Uncle Long is a little uncomfortable in the first two days of drinking. Yang Xian smiled casually.

"Affection?" Junci quietly looked at the lonely Longshou Mountain, not feeling good in his heart.

"Senior brother, I'm going to go to the next mountain. Jun Ci said calmly to Yang Xian.

"What are you doing when you go down the mountain? Is there anything in the world that you can't let go? Don't you remember the test when you went up the mountain? You have to learn to let go of what you should let go, otherwise it will affect your cultivation. Hearing that Junci was going down the mountain, Yang Xian's face became serious, and his voice became more and more serious.

"Senior brother, it's not as exaggerated as you think. I'm just going down the hill to take care of something. At most, he will return to the sect in three days. In the face of Yang Xian's stern questioning, Junci felt warm in his heart. This senior brother usually looks like he is easy to talk to, but when it comes to his future, he will be very serious.

"Oh, if that's the case, it's nothing. Then you should be careful on the road, go early and return early. Remember to keep the talisman safe, if something unexpected happens, burn it quickly, and I will be the first to know and rush over. But with your current cultivation, there is nothing in the mortal world to embarrass you. When Yang Xian heard that Junci had only been out for a few days, his face softened, and he patiently instructed.

"Senior brother!"

"Huh?"

"There's something else I want to trouble you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Lend me your bag"

“。。。。。。 ”

"It's not like I borrowed it and didn't pay it back, why did you have that expression?"

“。。。。。。 ”