After listening to Zhan Mengbai's words, Yuwen Juyuan couldn't help but say excitedly: "Flying in the sky! What a wonderful feeling it should be......"

Zhan Mengbai pointed to the wooden tablet and continued: "Brother Zhouyuan, as long as you cultivate well, all this will be realized! Refining is a profound thing, and it is very important, but our Renxin Sect is not very good at this aspect, and it can only be regarded as a mid-stream among many sects, which cannot but be said to be a pity. If you learn this skill well, you can refine your own flying sword and magic weapon by yourself, we generally have two things that must be refined, one is the flying sword, I won't say much about the effect, and the other is the defensive magic weapon, which is the thing you saw floating on our shoulders, top of the head, chest, etc., it is for defense. But don't force yourself until you're not strong enough. ”

Although there are many words that Yuwen Jooyuan can't understand, he keeps them in his heart and will study them slowly when he has the opportunity in the future.

Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked Zhan Mengbai: "Brother Zhan, I also practiced the exercises in the Yuwen family for a few months back then, and according to the younger brother I learned at that time, it was inevitable to enter the meditation in the cultivation of the truth, but the general entry time is very long, is this the case?"

Zhan Mengbai said: "Yes, that's right. The better the foundation and qualifications, the longer the first few meditation sessions. For example, it took me six months to get into the first place. ”

After hearing this, Yuwen Juyuan grinned and said, "It's been ......too long?"

Zhan Mengbai said: "At that time, there was a magic weapon, and cultivating in it could shorten the time, but that was only in legends, and only in the two worlds of immortals and gods, so at present, the best way for us is to cultivate truthfully, and we can't be lazy." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said, "What Brother Zhan said is very true, and the younger brother remembers it." ”

Later, under the command of Zhan Mengbai, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a total of three volumes of wooden tablets, several bottles of elixir, some talisman props and some powerful attack paper talismans, plus the small sword given by Han Shicheng.

The three volumes of wooden tablets are the general outline, refining methods, door rules and the history of the cultivation realm, seeing that a lot of time has passed, Zhan Mengbai is not much and Yuwen Zhouyuan is verbose, and he will be sent away after cleaning up.

The sect stipulates that magic weapons and flying swords are not allowed to be used in general circumstances, so they can only walk out of the mountain gate honestly, and then Zhan Mengbai releases the flying boat and carries the two away.

A figure flashed behind a room, and Senior Sister Hong poked her head out, looking at the auspicious clouds of Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhan Mengbai who were far away, a look of jealousy appeared in her eyes, and she muttered a few words of hatred in her mouth, and turned to leave.

On the clouds, Yuwen Zhouyuan asked him what he had been unable to understand before: "Brother Zhan, there is something I want to ask you for." Why do we see not the scenery of the real sky after flying up from Dongyang Country, but ...... That fairyland-like view?"

Zhan Mengbai smiled: "You're talking about the path of space, right? How to explain it? There are two ways to see this." One way is to use a special medium, such as the 'Boat of Passage', which we are sitting on now, and the second way is that the cultivator himself has enough cultivation to naturally be able to see when he reaches a certain level. ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, he finally understood a truth, that is, if you want to see different worlds, different things, pursue and explore more secrets, then you must have strength, and your knowledge will naturally be wide when your strength is strong!

The Sect Master of Benevolence is meticulous on the outside, but he is actually quite a rough person on the inside. After Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhan Mengbai went out, he began to meditate, but he couldn't calm down, and he always felt as if there was a very important thing that he had neglected.

From the time he saw Yuwen Jooyuan until he left, he repeatedly recalled the process several times, but he didn't find anything wrong. In the end, I had to boil it down to my suspicions and let it go.

Although he was very happy to find such a good disciple, he was a person from Dongyang Country after all, and he had no way to stay by his side to educate, so he could only hope that he would cultivate diligently in Dongsheng Star Dongyang Country and return to Renxin Sect as soon as possible.

In fact, it is said that he will come back as soon as possible, and the Sect Master of Renxin himself knows that no matter how talented Yuwen Zhouyuan is, if he wants to cultivate to the level of leaving Dongyang Country in the true self stage, it will take a jiazi to say the least, and if he gets stuck in his cultivation, it is possible even if it is hundreds or even hundreds of years.

It's a pity that I can't go to Dongyang Country...... The Sect Master of Renxin sighed softly in his heart: "I can't say, I will have to chase something to Dongyang Country when the time comes." ”

But I don't know if I forgot an important thing......

The sky was gradually brightening, and on the way back to send Yuwen Zhouyuan back, they met the old Taoist Xuanwuzi again, this time the old guy didn't have any nonsense, nodded and let them pass, but let Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhanmengbai, who had been worried, let out a long breath.

In order to avoid being seen, when he arrived at the grove outside Tongzhou City to take Yuwen Zhouyuan, Zhan Mengbai put down Yuwen Zhouyuan, and then left in a hurry to return to the Renxin Sect of Taihuang Mountain.

Watching Zhan Mengbai disappear into the sky with the flying boat, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel melancholy.

A light breeze blew, Yuwen Zhouyuan smelled a foul smell, and at the same time felt cool on his body, he remembered that he still had a layer of sticky and black liquid on his body, and hurriedly returned to the temple where he lived, packed up his clothes, and took the basin to the nearby mountain stream to wipe his body.

It's already September, and the weather is getting cooler, and few people can eat it. Yuwen Jooyuan stripped naked by the mountain stream, trembling and rubbing his body with a wet towel, but he was stunned: there was no ice as he imagined, on the contrary, there was a trace of warmth.

He reached into the stream and tried it, but it was really lukewarm!

Yuwen Zhouyuan was overjoyed, jumped into the mountain stream with a plop, let go of his hands and feet and rinsed it up.

The black slime on his body was washed to the ground by the water, like grease, disgusting, and terrifyingly black, almost like ink.

Yuwen Juyuan didn't know how there were such strange things in his body, but the lightness in his body told him that it must be a good thing.

After washing up, he changed his clothes again, and at this time the sky was already bright, and Yuwen hurriedly ran to Tongzhou City again.

Because when taking a bath in the mountain stream, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that there were at least four or five catties of disgusting things discharged from his body, and after washing, he could obviously feel that his body was a little weak, and it seemed that the top priority was to replenish more.

When I came to the breakfast stall, I ate three bowls of porridge, ten big buns, five pies, six fritters, and four bowls of tofu brains in one go.

In the end, Yuwen Juyuan patted his slightly bulging stomach and said with satisfaction: "It's okay, seven points full." The boss was so frightened that he almost fell down, and he couldn't imagine how this not tall man could eat so much - and only seven points full.

Yuwen Zhouyuan, who paid the bill and left, slowly walked to the ruined temple where he lived outside the city, and now he has to hurry back to his secret room to cultivate those wooden tablets, only by cultivating and improving can he wash away his grievances and avenge the life-killing doctor master!

Yuwen Juyuan was thinking about it when suddenly a sharp pain came from his abdomen, and a strong feeling of nausea hit his throat.

Yuwen Zhouyuan staggered to the side of the road, holding on to a small roadside tree, and spit out violently with his big mouth, white, green, and yellow, not only spit out what he had just eaten, but even the good things he ate a few days ago were left, and Yuwen Zhouyuan was disgusting and distressed when he saw it.

After vomiting, my stomach began to hurt again, so I had to run a few steps forward, burrow into the woods and squat, and suddenly a clump of sticky, foul-smelling stuff was excreted.

In this way, Yuwen Zhouyuan will vomit for a while, pull for a while, and then vomit after pulling, and pull after spitting. Eventually, the green bile was spit out, and all that came out was purple-black blood clots, which looked very scary.

Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that he was so weak, and he didn't know what was wrong, could it be that he was poisoned, or was the yellow flame Yuan God in his stomach doing something wrong?In short...... It's not like a good thing......

Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly said in his heart: Could it be that the residual injuries of his dantian are not good, and in this case, he has cultivated the Perseverance Sect Master's own exercises to cause this?

Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan checked his body and found that as long as he exercised, the dantian was faintly sore.

"Looks like it's a dead end. After muttering to himself, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and then hugged Yuan Shouyi and breathed.

With the soreness in the dantian of the lower abdomen, not only did not improve at all, but it became more and more painful, and finally Yuwen Zhouyuan was so painful that he opened his eyes and took the work!

Yuwen Juyuan's face was distorted in pain, and beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down one after another.

"It's bad, it looks like my illness won't get better for a while, what's wrong?" Yuwen Juyuan muttered to himself.

Standing up, Yuwen Juyuan walked towards his residence, and after returning to the ruined temple, a wave of fatigue hit, and Yuwen Jooyuan fell asleep as soon as his body fell into bed.

When he woke up again, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt much better, he sat up, and he planned to take out the general outline of the exercise from his mustard seed space to cultivate, but as soon as he exercised it, he felt a sharp pain in the entire dantian, and at the same time found that he couldn't sense the existence of the mustard seed space!

"Oh, all the exercises are in that mustard seed space!!What can I do about this?!" Yuwen Zhouyuan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

After taking a long breath, Yuwen Zhouyuan began to turn over on his body, and soon found the storage bag that the Sect Master of Renxin had given him, so he tried to open the storage bag by opening the storage bag, but he didn't expect that the storage bag that originally required the cultivation of the second layer of True Qi to open was actually opened by him.