Ten days later, Wu Ming had completed the process of hammering the body and removing the lesions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info body, very relaxed.

Before proceeding to the next step of cultivation, Wu Ming was going to do something for his family first.

Before, he was young and ignorant, and his family had been sheltering him. Now that he has the ability, of course, he has to do something for his family.

Such a thing, Wu Qing has already entered the innate and can also do it. However, after all, Wu Qing entered the innate through ordinary methods, and his mind was much weaker than Wu Ming. Therefore, it is more troublesome for Wu Qing to do this kind of thing. And if Wu Ming wants to do it, it will be much easier.

That is: to help the family temper the body and remove the lesions.

Doing so will not directly improve the cultivation realm of your family, but it will be very beneficial to your family's health.

Let's start with my father Wu Zhuang.

At night, Wu Zhuang sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing.

Originally, Wu Zhuang was not very keen on cultivation. Cultivation on weekdays is mostly out of habit and responsibility. After all, the path of cultivation is difficult, and after more than ten years of hard work, you may not be able to enter the next realm. Even if he enters the next realm, there is still a hurdle called "innate" waiting for him in front of him.

And now, Wu Qing has entered the congenital, that is to say, he also has the hope of entering the congenital. Wu Zhuang also had the motivation to cultivate.

Entering the innate generation, not only the combat power has risen sharply, but also the longevity can be increased, who doesn't want to?

Wu Zhuang cultivated seriously, and a picture flashed in his mind from time to time: that is, a few years later, he entered the innate scene.

Thinking about it, Wu Zhuang couldn't help but show a little smile on his face.

At this time, Wu Ming came in quietly.

"What is my father thinking, so happy?" Wu Ming blew in Wu Zhuang's direction, and several small insects that were barely visible to the naked eye floated to the tip of Wu Zhuang's nose.

"Hmm, why are you so sleepy? No, I have to practice diligently, and I can't slack off. Wu Zhuang shook his head suspiciously, and continued to insist on cultivating.

"No, I'm too sleepy, let's practice again tomorrow. After a while, Wu Zhuang really couldn't resist it, stopped cultivating, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

"This sleepy insect is really not simple!" Wu Ming sighed and walked towards Wu Zhuang.

A sleepy insect is a small insect that lives in the human body. It's hard to say whether it's good or bad.

Without the sleepy bugs, people would be able to sleep less and spend more time cultivating. But at the same time, people don't know how to rest when they are tired, so they are easy to exceed the burden on their bodies and cause great damage to themselves.

When a person enters the innate state, his mind rises greatly, and with the help of the innate qi, he can get rid of the sleepy insects on his body. When Wu Ming got rid of these sleepy insects, he secretly left a few, and this time it played a wonderful role.

With the help of several sleepy insects, Wu Zhuang quickly fell into a deep sleep. Wu Ming's mind turned, and he began to check his father's body with his innate qi.

Other people's bodies, after all, are not their own bodies, and it is a little laborious for the innate qi to enter, and it takes more innate qi to consume. However, Wu Ming couldn't care about it at this time.

A wisp of formless and qualitative innate qi entered from Wu Zhuang's feet and swept away inch by inch.

After all, Wu Zhuang is an eighth-level martial artist, and there are not many impurities in his body. But at the same time, Wu Zhuang is old, but there are many lesions left on his body. Combined, Wu Ming's scanning speed is just the same as when he scanned his body.

An hour later, Wu Ming's mind was tired, and his innate qi was also somewhat depleted. At this time, only one-tenth of the scan of Wu Zhuang's body was carried out.

If Wu Ming wanted to, he could still insist on continuing to scan. But there was no need for that. Now that the mind is tired, it is easy to recover, but if you are too tired, it will be troublesome to recover again. The same is true for the loss of innate qi.

Wu Ming also stopped, cleaned up some of the dirt on his father's body, and returned to his residence.

Although he has entered the congenital stage, he still needs sleep. Through sleep, you can restore your mind to the greatest extent. Of course, unlike ordinary people, he only needs to sleep for more than an hour.

When I woke up, my mind had recovered a lot. Wu Ming meditated cross-legged, shining with the fire of his heart over the dantian, just like the sun hanging high in the sky and shining on the earth.

God and qi are originally of the same origin, and when God is there, qi gathers. There was an innate qi in the dantian, and it was entwined. With the illumination of the mind, this innate qi is like a baby in the mother's arms, comfortable and comfortable.

At the same time, the depleted innate qi is also slowly recovering.

Why do we have to gather all nine hundred and eighty-one wisps of innate qi? It is because if there is only one wisp of innate qi, it will be lost and lost. It is nine nine hundred and eighty-one wisps of innate qi refined into a wisp, and after the innate qi is lost, as long as the loss is not too serious, it can be quickly recovered.

The night passed like this, and during the day, Wu Ming let his mind and innate qi slowly recover, while listening to the Venerable Master Puhua in his head explain some basic knowledge.

"Master, what is yin? What is yang? Since the mind is called Yang Dragon, it should be Yang, why do you say that God is Yin? Since the innate qi is called Yin Tiger, it should be Yin, why do you say that Qi is Yang?" Whenever the Venerable Master Puhua had given some knowledge, Wu Ming would ask questions like these.

So the Venerable Master Puhua explained to him: "Yin and Yang are not completely separated, there is no complete Yin, and there is no complete Yang. God and qi are originally of the same origin, and after the separation of the two, they are not completely separated, but there is qi in the gods, and there is a god in the qi......"

And so the daylight passed.

In the evening, Wu Ming sneaked into Wu Zhuang's room again.

"Huh, I feel a lot more relaxed these days, and my whole body is refreshed, as if I have endless strength. Every morning when he wakes up, Wu Zhuang will have this amazing discovery. But unbeknownst to him, someone sneaked up on him and moved his hands and feet.

Ten days later, Wu Zhuang's body impurities have been forced out, and the lesions have been removed. Wu Ming began to move on to the next target: his sister Wu Nan.

Wu Nan is a bit of a boyish girl, as the only girl in the family, Wu Nan is favored by her family. This also developed her somewhat willful temper.

She's now nine out of twenty. The way of cultivation has always been easy for men to cultivate, but difficult for women to cultivate. A woman like her, who hasn't achieved much by the age of twenty-nine, usually finds someone to marry early. If you continue to cultivate, you may not be able to achieve any results from your cultivation.

Her family has long advised her to marry early and have children, but she has never listened, and she doesn't care about those words like "if you don't find someone to marry, no one will want it when you're older".

However, in private, Wu Nan didn't care as she did outside. It should be said that she cares a lot.

"Hey, why can't I go up? In another year, I'll be thirty years old. By then, I would be a veritable old girl. When Wu Ming sneaked in, Wu Nan was sitting on the bed with a worried face.

"I didn't expect my sister to be so distressed in private, and I thought she was just a heartless person?" Wu Ming was not in a hurry to move, and looked at the side first.

Wu Nan muttered to himself for a while, gritted his teeth, and sat cross-legged again to cultivate. Her face was sometimes sad, sometimes happy, and sometimes a little confused.

It can be seen that she is not very attentive to her cultivation at the moment, but is thinking about something from time to time, so all kinds of different expressions will appear on her face.

"My sister, you cultivate like this, no wonder you can't go up in cultivation!" Wu Ming blew, Wu Nan was tired and lay down on the bed.

Wu Ming began to use innate qi to scan her body.

Wu Nan, although she is a little boyish, is also a little beauty in appearance. But when Wu Ming examined her body, he found that under this beautiful appearance, there were many dirt and impurities.

"Stained!" An hour later, Wu Ming couldn't bear to look at it directly as he watched a thick layer of pitch-black appear on Wu Nan's body, emitting a fishy and unpleasant smell. I could only go outside to find a leather bag and use my innate qi to transport the dirt into the bag.

Ordinary women, no matter how beautiful they are, have a lot of dirt in their bodies. It is no wonder that those who are born are generally not infatuated with ordinary women. It's good to see the many stains on the other person's body and not feel disgusted.

Afraid that her sister would find something wrong with her body after waking up, Wu Ming used her innate qi to clean her again, and then left.

Originally, he wanted to go back to his residence and halfway through, but Wu Ming turned around and ran towards Xia Bingyun's place.

Xia Bingyun was also a beauty in his eyes, I don't know if she has so many stains in her body.

Soon arrived in Xia Bingyun's room, but Xia Bingyun had not slept yet, and was lying by the window looking at the night outside and sighing.

"Go!" Wu Ming blew, Xia Bingyun couldn't help but stretch and walk towards the bed.

Wu Ming used his innate qi to check a little, and found that the stains in Xia Bingyun's body were not much less than those in his sister's body.

Although Wu Ming had already guessed this, when he really found out, he still felt a little emotional.

A beautiful appearance is just a façade. Inside, but the stains are dirty.

Wu Ming was already a little tired, so he didn't check it much, sighed for a while, and left.

Ten days later, the transformation of Xia Bingyun's body had been completed, and Wu Ming turned to the third target: his uncle Wu Jian.

Another twenty days have passed, and the transformation of his uncle Wu Jian and cousin Wu Zhi has also been completed. That night, Wu Ming walked into a cell. This is where his cousin Wu Zheng was imprisoned.

Familiar scenes. Wu Ming walked into this place, and his mind couldn't help but think of the days and nights he spent here a few months ago.

Now, he has gotten rid of the addiction of ascending immortal grass, and has stepped into the innate state. Although my cousin's situation was much better, he still didn't get rid of it completely.

A weak body, a haggard look. Wu Ming was able to imagine the pain his cousin had experienced. However, this is a catastrophe of his own, and he can only survive by himself, and if others help, it will make him miss an opportunity to improve himself.

Wu Ming would not help him get rid of the addiction of the Ascending Immortal Grass in a way that confused his mind.

Help him transform some of his body, so that he has more physical strength and energy to continue fighting against the addiction of Ascending Immortal Grass, but he can still do it.

After some transformation, Wu Ming drifted away.

A few hours later, when the light outside entered the passage outside the cell, the guard at the door opened his hazy eyes: "Hey, why did I fall asleep?" and then looked at his companions: "Hey, why are you asleep too?"

Several people were a little anxious and looked towards the door. Seeing that the door was still closed, I was a little relieved. When they opened the door and window, they looked inside, and saw that Wu Zheng was still there, and they were completely relieved.

"Hey, have you noticed, Young Master Zheng seems to be a little different!" one of the guards said with some confusion.

Wu Zheng has an addiction to ascending immortal grass. Under the torture of this addiction, I have always been very emaciated. But at this time, although Wu Zheng was still sleeping, there was a trace of tranquility on his face, and he didn't have the appearance of struggling in pain.

"Good thing! go and report to the lord!" said the other guards, who also saw the strange situation.

......

In the Wu family meeting hall, Wu Qing sat on the top, and Wu Jian and Wu Zhuang stood below.

Wu Jian said to Wu Qing with some concern: "Father, Zheng'er, is it your old ......?"

Wu Qing was puzzled: "What's wrong with Zheng'er?"

Wu Jian said: "Father, do you still want to hide it from me now? Father, I know that you want to be good, but you are old and new, and your cultivation has not yet been consolidated, so it is not appropriate to work like this!"

"Brother, you mean ......" Wu Zhuang seemed to understand something and interjected. Since the old man can help Wu Zheng, of course he can also help himself. Otherwise, it's hard to explain why he suddenly feels refreshed these days.

"Father, your old ......" Wu Zheng looked at Wu Qing, also a little worried.

"Huh?" Wu Qing also realized something, but he didn't rush to deny it.

It seems that all this was done by Wu Ming.

Wu Ming moved his hands and feet, but he didn't tell them, obviously because he didn't want them to know.

Of course, Wu Qing wanted to help hide it.

"Well, you don't need to say much about this, I have my own measure. Wu Qing said categorically.

"Father......" Wu Jian and Wu Zhuang wanted to say something, but seeing Wu Qing's resolute expression, they knew that it was useless for them to say more, so they sighed and retreated.