"What kind of bullshit Qi Qing Dan is this, it's obviously a fake medicine, and this dead old man doesn't even know it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xue Wenrui stretched out his hand and took all the pills taken by the Aura Realm, without looking at it, he threw them into his mouth and swallowed them directly. After swallowing them all, he closed his eyes and began to use his spiritual power to dissolve the medicinal power, and incorporate the spiritual power in the medicine into the spiritual sea.

Only half an hour later, Xue Wenrui finished refining. This is to be known to the other monks, and it must be regarded as an anecdote. For an ordinary monk, it would take seven or eight days to dissolve one ordinary pill of Qi Qing Pill, and after taking three pills in a row, it might take three days to trim and mediate.

But for Xue Wenrui, these don't seem to be medicines, but melon seeds brought up by the teahouse guys. After looking at the spiritual sea, there were nearly a hundred pills, and it only then did he add a spiritual power as thick as chopsticks.

Next, it's time to take the elixir of the Spiritual Liquid Realm.

Xue Wenrui first took out a jade box, and inside was a purple mist vine, which had a hundred and fifty years of medicinal power. The purple fog vine has a wide range of uses, and it is also an adjuvant for refining the Ice Spirit Pill.

Xue Wenrui threw the purple mist vine into his mouth, "Ha Haw" and bit it indiscriminately, and then swallowed it with a frown. "It's fucking bitter, what kind of medicine is this? This old man doesn't know how to buy some sugar for me to dispense medicine. ”

Xue Wenrui closed his eyes and felt the spiritual sea, as if a trace of spiritual power the size of a hair was withdrawn from the purple mist vine and merged into his spiritual sea.

"This is obviously fifteen years of purple fog vine, but it has to be said to be one hundred and fifty years. Xue Wenrui muttered, and began to concoct it again, putting the remaining medicines suitable for the Spirit Liquid Realm into his mouth.

Xue Wenrui had counted just now, and there were as many as seventy-six pills and spirit grasses in the Spirit Liquid Realm. Xue Wenrui swallowed the pill first, because the pill didn't need to be bitten, and he swallowed it.

Then he frowned and began to bite into those bitter herbs, most of which were bitter, and many of them were very bitter. Later, it took a long time for Xue Wenrui to swallow an elixir, and he often had to stop for a while after swallowing a mouthful, take a few big breaths, and spit out bitter water for a while, so that he could swallow the next bite again.

On the one hand, the monk wants to use the medicinal properties of a variety of drugs to stimulate the medicinal properties of the main medicine, so that the effect of the main medicine is more obvious; on the other hand, it is also for the convenience of swallowing, after all, the pill is of the right size, round and tactful, not like the elixir, the shape is strange, or with roots or leaves, it is very inconvenient to swallow.

Seventy-six pills were finally swallowed by Xue Wenrui, and he immediately felt a feeling of swelling in his lower abdomen, as if there was a fire burning there, and the fire was extremely unwell-behaved, scurrying around, and constantly expanding.

Xue Wenrui hurriedly concentrated his mind and guided this fire to start Zhou Tian. This time the process was very slow, and wherever the spiritual power went, the burning pain followed. Xue Wenrui had to clench his teeth, his muscles bulged, and the clothes behind him were soaked after a while.

At the end of a week, Xue Wenrui was already very tired, and a strong spiritual power flowed into the spiritual sea, which immediately shocked his heart. Unfortunately, he couldn't stop to rest, because the medicine hadn't completely dissolved, and the burning pain, though less intense, was still there. Xue Wenrui had no choice but to start transporting the second and third Sundays......

It wasn't until dawn on the fifth day that Xue Wenrui completely dissolved all the medicinal power. After refining the medicine, Xue Wenrui suddenly felt relieved, and a feeling of comfort and relaxation spread throughout his body.

He slowly opened his eyes, and found that he had another layer of stain on his clothes, which made him frown. It's not that he doesn't like neatness, it's just that Ram Qisi didn't leave a jade slip of spells in the cave, let alone have any interest in teaching him spells, so although he has been practicing for many years, he doesn't even know the most basic "body cleansing technique".

As for frequent bathing and changing clothes, it is also impossible for him. To take a bath, he must break the ban and walk to the stream below the mountain, and if he had taken a bath, the ram would have found out that he had broken the ban.

And if he changed clothes, he was reluctant to wear the sets of clothes that his mother brought, and he had to sleep in bed. Ram Qisi didn't think about this problem for him, he often casually threw a Taoist robe that he didn't wear, and then Xue Wenrui wore it for a few years, from the age of eight to the age of thirteen, Ram Qisi gave him a total of two sets of clothes.

Although Xue Wenrui was very helpless about the taste on his body, he still felt happy because he broke through and entered the fifth layer of the aura realm. Entering the fifth layer of the aura realm meant that he could fly with a weapon, although Xue Wenrui didn't have any magic weapons now. Magic weapons, spirit stones, storage bags, Xue Wenrui wants nothing, even if there is not a single or two silver in the mortal world. But he is still very happy, not having it now does not mean that he will not have it in the future, as long as he has this ability, he will have a magic weapon, and he can fly with a weapon.

Entering the fifth layer of the aura realm also means that he can look inward, and the inner vision is that the monk probes his divine thoughts into his body, checks the operation of his spiritual power in his body, checks and sees his spiritual sea, and checks and sees the bones and muscles in his body.

Xue Wenrui closed his eyes, sank his mind, and probed his divine thoughts into the spiritual sea, and a wave of joy immediately surged into his heart. He saw his own spiritual sea, the spiritual sea was like a ribbon, and like a stream, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide, and the thick green spiritual power was like green water flowing in the stream.

"That's not right!" Xue Wenrui's face suddenly changed, "Didn't the classics say: The so-called spiritual sea means that the spiritual power is stored in the monk's dantian, like a small sea or a lake? Could it be that my spiritual power is too weak to become a lake?"

"That's not right!" Xue Wenrui's face continued to change, his mind probed into the spiritual sea, and found that the spiritual sea was very "thin", and a "stream" was found under the spiritual sea that was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow

"This is not a stream, this is a ......" Xue Wenrui settled down and carefully compared the upper and lower "streams". Then he finally saw clearly: "This is a leaf!" There were two leaves on the top, two leaves in the middle, and one at the bottom. There are five leaves in total, and there are green branches connected between the leaves, and from a distance, it is undoubtedly a small sapling.

"Why is my Linghai a small sapling? Why is this happening? Could it be that there are many monks who are like this, but there is no record in the scriptures? Or is it just me who is like this? Is this good or bad? Will there be anything wrong with my future cultivation? Or even turn yourself into a monster in the end!, which is not tolerated by the entire immortal cultivation world?" Xue Wenrui's thoughts were numb.

"And why are there five leaves? For the five layers of the Aura Realm? Doesn't that mean that the six layers are six leaves, and the seven layers are seven leaves?"