“... Dust to dust, dust to earth, let's go into the soil for peace!"

Although Qin Zheng admired his loyalty, he had no intention of fulfilling it, at least, before his own family cultivated to the innate level, he had no intention of doing so. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At that moment, he sighed, sent out a fireball, and landed on the remnants of Feng Jiu, and then was about to turn around and retreat to find a home to pack ashes, when he suddenly found a strange thing, and couldn't help but "huh" and stopped.

It turned out that he held this fire and saw things, and he intended to burn this person's relics into a pile of white ash in a blink of an eye, but he was blocked by the Taoist robe, but there was a layer of light on the outside, but it was not burning inside.

Knowing that this robe is a strange thing, I can't care about bad luck at the moment, after I hurriedly put out the fire I set out, I peeled it off, picked it up and took a look, only to see that the material of this robe is peculiar, not silk and silk, I don't know what to weave, after burning, this robe is not only undamaged, but like rinsing, it is like rinsing, it is brand new, and it is also light and fluttering, as if there is nothing.

At that moment, he folded the robe, stuffed it into his sleeve with the pouch, and set it on fire again, and this time the fruit was ablaze. Turned around and went out with a broken sword, found two wooden boards, poked the ashes together, and then scraped off the underground handwriting with a few swords, and then dug a pit in front of the temple and buried a pile of ashes together.

After doing this, go back to the main hall, find out the pouch, and study it carefully.

Just as he was about to enter the true qi to investigate, he suddenly patted his head, and he didn't know that the tendon was twitched, and he temporarily changed the hexagram, and then he raised the idea of testing the legendary blood to recognize the master. So he put his middle finger to his mouth, bit it painfully, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and smeared it.

As a result, it was not surprising, and after waiting for a while, it was also a mixture, and there was no chemical reaction. couldn't help but smile dumbly: I used to think that in the world of Xianxia, the most common episodes of the novels in the previous life were useless at all - Mo Fa didn't have much spirituality, even if there was, this immortal Dao was respected by mana, what was needed was strength, and the Taoist's collection and payment of magic weapons was also force. You are not Daddy Pangu or Mom Hongjun, and that magic weapon will recognize you because you have dropped a piece of blood?

After secretly slandering himself, he then used the correct way to open the magic treasure bag - hold the bag, puff up his true qi, enter it, and concentrate on it to investigate carefully.

Unexpectedly, although this bag is only three inches square, it is like gluttony, and there is a bottomless pit inside, and he is desperately instilled half a sound, and the dantian feels a little empty, but there is no sign of prohibition.

Damn, against the corpse monster, Lao Tzu is powerless, your mother is a dead thing, and she also bullies Lao Tzu's shallow deeds? Lao Tzu is consuming it with you today, and I really don't believe in this evil?

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so I immediately took out a vial, knocked down a Tongmai Pill, sat quietly for a while, and after the medicinal power dissipated and the true qi recovered, I held the bag again and competed with it.

Where there is a will, there is a way. This time, when the true qi was finally exhausted, he felt a layer of embankment to resist the invasion of his own true qi. At that moment, it was a spiritual shock, and after snorting a pill, after recovering his breath, he rose up with his true qi and slammed towards the embankment, but unexpectedly, although this bag lost the master's mana nourishment and became a source of water, but the inner prohibition was quite solid, and it was impossible to open it for a while.

Qin Zheng also made a ruthless effort, and for a while he was consumed with this ban, in a blink of an eye, it was already Dongfang Weiming, and when he was about to arrive, he didn't know how many times he rushed, and it was another time when his true qi was exhausted, and this ban was finally crumbling, and under the great joy, he no longer took Dan, sat down cross-legged, and after returning to his strength, he was about to rush away from this bag in one go. I heard a groan, and when I turned my eyes, it was a slight movement of my eyes, as if there were signs of sobriety.

That's it, after all, a dead thing is never as precious as a life. ・Besides, this bag is already a source of water, and sooner or later it will be opened, and it will not be worse than this time and a half.

At that moment, he sighed, put the bag in his sleeve, got up and stuffed a pill for Zhiyizi, fed some water, and then pressed it against his back, and crossed his breath for him.

After a while, Zhiizi opened his eyes and shouted, "Hurt me, what about the blame? Where am I now?"

"After you were injured, the viewer fought a big battle with the monster, and the monster was defeated, and fled in the wilderness, and the viewer chased and killed. But we are now in the temple. ”

Qin Zheng sighed secretly, held him up, and said warmly: "I have done a few exercises for you, do you feel better now?"

As soon as he said this, he returned to his soul and remembered the past, and instinctively wanted to do exercises to heal his wounds, and as soon as he lifted his qi, he felt that the meridians were painful like a knife, but the dantian was empty.

Qin Zheng saw that his face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring down on his forehead, which was obviously caused by severe pain, but he didn't seem to realize it, but roared instead: "How can this be? What about my true qi? What about my meridians?"

He roared a few times, still in disbelief, and struggled, as if he wanted to cross his knees. But he is paralyzed, where can he turn up?

Qin Zheng felt sorry in his heart, held him down, and comforted: "Don't be like this. Although you are seriously injured, it is a trivial matter for the division commander in the door. Besides, there is no endless road, Kyushu is big, there is always an elixir, and the old view can be restored. ”

With such a consolation in his mouth, his heart was really a little desolate, and he felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Speaking of reality, there is indeed no shortage of elixir in the Immortal Dao, even if it is a living dead and giving birth to white bones, it is not difficult. For the injury of Zhi Yizi, there is no need for any top-level immortal medicine such as Sanguang Divine Water and Ten Thousand Years of Empty Blue. As long as there is a Qianyuan Bone Changing Pill and the like, it is a Dan to the disease.

Although the injury is not a big deal, the chance of getting the elixir from the door to cure it is really slim.

Without him, the meridians of a son will be broken, and the Dao foundation will be completely destroyed, and there is really not much value for treatment. Otherwise, Park Qingzi would not have abandoned it, but had to find a way at that time. No matter how precious the Xuanyin Banner is, after all, it is just a dead thing, how can it compare to the genius of Jindan in sight?

The reason for this, to be elaborated, boils down to the orthodox cultivation of the three and four schools of immortal paths.

It turns out that the three parts of the immortal family, although they say that they are from the three treasures of the spirit and spirit of the people, each choose a treasure to cultivate, and think it is based on. But in the final analysis, the three spirits, spirits, and spirits are attached to the flesh and shell of people, and they can survive.

The key to the Xuanbu lies in refining the physical body in order to incarnate gods and demons. It goes without saying that the flesh is so important to the occult cultivation.

In the early days of the real department, it was no different from the Xuanbu, and the foundation was all built on the physical body, needless to say. The Ministry of God said that it was not about the vitality and the body, and it was dedicated to practicing the divine soul. But the spirit does not fall from the sky, it is created out of thin air, there must be a place to come.

If you ask where did you come from in the first place, apart from Pangu Hongjun, I am afraid that the Sanqing and the people who received the introduction will not be able to say why? But after falling into the human body, it is well known to everyone, and even a three-year-old naughty child knows the truth -- people must eat and sleep, otherwise they will be mentally exhausted, sleepy and starve to death.

Therefore, the soul is actually derived from the cultivation of the essence of qi and blood substances, and the dormant and warm diet of the body. Besides, this thing is the most fragile, and it must be driven out of the flesh to protect it as a barrier. At least, before cultivating into a yin god, this is the case, the person who manifests the saint through the body, and the inner scene is manifested, even if he can leave the body and wander, call the wind and rain, and be sacred, but after all, there is a time limit, and he can't leave the body for too long. Thinking about that Li Xuan, he has to be burned by Lao Jun, and the out-of-body fugue will not exceed the seven-day period, let alone others?

Therefore, the so-called "not caring about the vitality and the physical body" of the Ministry of God just means that it focuses on refining the gods and has no time to care about it, rather than abandoning the physical body when it is out of the gods. In the early and middle stages of cultivation, the physical body and the exorcism of the shell are also the top priorities.

As for the miscellaneous families, it is just that the cultivation method is ingenious, and in addition to the three treasures of essence and spirit, they have found another way to rely on the genius earth treasure and magic weapon elixir and follow the steps. In essence, it is impossible to go beyond the limit of three parts.

Therefore, it is said that the foundation of the Dao has been lost. Unless, reincarnate and re-cultivate, or abandon the three Fa-rectifications, simply follow the path of incense and become a god. Although this is also a trench for his current coffee position, theoretically speaking, it is still a way out.

Therefore, Park Qingzi gave up!

Of course, the world is so big that there are no surprises. Moreover, he had seen a lot of jokes about waste materials in his previous life, so he didn't dare to make a judgment on this.

If he is really lucky enough to meet the mercy of the master of Jindanga, this kind of injury is just a matter of people stretching out their hands or throwing pills!

Qin Zheng treated a son. One is out of humanitarianism. The two are also one in 10,000 of them.

His thoughts are long, but in fact, they are just a blink of an eye. Speaking of a son, although he has some roots, after all, he is young, and the contrast of such a sudden fall from heaven to the region is that even the old eunuch with a firm heart can't bear it, let alone him?

Therefore, although Qin Zheng tried his best to persuade him, he still roared incessantly, tossed for a while, and finally cried again, saying that his parents and younger siblings were looking forward to him entering the immortal gate, in order to get ahead and glorify his ancestors.

Qin Zheng's heart was as hard as iron, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, so he had to listen to the words and persuade him, and he had to talk about Xiao Yan, Ji Changkong and the like, how to turn over the salted fish, climb to the top, dominate the Three Realms, step on the legendary experience of the God Emperor and the Bubble Fairy, so to speak, it was finally dispelled his will to die.

Zhi Yizi was seriously injured in the end, his spirit was not good, and after tossing for a while, he fell into a deep sleep again. Qin Zheng looked at the sky, a round of rising sun, had jumped out of the sky, at this time the demons and ghosts had already returned to the nest, but there was no obstacle to hurry.

At the moment, I didn't delay, arranged it a little, and covered up my tracks, so I picked up my son and went out of the temple to the original road.

"Isn't this the true little road chief, how did you come back the way you came?"

Coming down the slope, I didn't walk a few miles, I heard a call, looked up, not far ahead, there was a person, but it was Luchen Zen Master. After contemplating it carefully, I saw that the Zen master was wearing a robe and his eyebrows were stained with dew, which was quite a bit dusty, and he thought he rushed over early in the morning.

At the moment, I had some doubts, but I didn't dare to slack off, and after seeing the ceremony, I would be true and false. In addition to pushing the authentic income on Park Qingzi, the rest of the things are not hidden, and the bamboo tube is like pouring beans, and the thunderbolt Bala said.

ps: This is more to make up for yesterday's, and there is another one in the afternoon or evening. In addition, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to the Tao in my heart, the data, and the generous support of Brother Alphabet!