Under the Hidden Dragon Peak, inside the stone house. Fang Wenyuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate, slowly combing through the extra chaotic memories in his mind.

Ever since the 'thief' in the sea of consciousness turned into a golden-bodied man and integrated the red-eyed monster into his divine sense, Fang Wenyuan felt that his divine soul had changed from a baby to an adult overnight.

The soul is the foundation of human beings, and it is also the bridge between the spiritual power of heaven and earth. If the spirit is strong, there will be many benefits:

First, it can make up for the problem of spiritual root confusion a little, so that you can speed up your cultivation. Of course, it's very tedious.

Second, it will have extraordinary memory ability. This is why Fang Wenyuan was able to copy it after watching Yao Wu's fighting method.

For the rest of the time, Fang Wenyuan had been cultivating. After being strong, the divine soul could make him feel Zhou Tian's aura better, and the spirit of restraint became much faster, but due to the mixed spiritual roots, it still attracted a lot of spiritual energy of other attributes, and Fang Wenyuan had to spend more effort to tease, and then slowly select the wood spiritual energy inside.

It may be because after a sip of old wine has been warmed up, after two hours of cultivation, the muscles and veins have not appeared the same tingling sensation as when they first started cultivating. On the contrary, there were some black sweat stains on the body, which should be the turbid gas washed out by the spiritual energy in the body.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and by the third hour, the pain slowly loomed again. Fang Wenyuan has been holding back, and after barely holding on for an hour, he couldn't support it anymore and woke up from his meditation.

Fang Wenyuan, who was sweating profusely, lay on the bed weakly, his eyes were shining with persistence, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bear with it again!" ”

After half a ring, Fang Wenyuan's aura became a little disordered, and if he forcibly cultivated, he was afraid that he would hurt himself. Although he is obsessed with cultivation and wants to be an immortal who flies to the heavens and the earth, he is not stupid, so he knows what "can't do".

Stopping his cultivation, Fang Wenyuan looked at the dirt on his body, and thought about going to the stream next to the stone house to take a bath. Because when Fang had just cultivated, he had injured the muscles and veins in his body, so Fang Wenyuan seemed to have a lot of effort when he got up. One hand on the edge of the bed, ready to hold up, but accidentally slipped a little, and then a small brocade box fell from the sleeve.

Fang Wenyuan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Well, I forgot about this." I just don't know if the pill given by the master has a miraculous effect. ”

Hope was in front of him, Fang Wenyuan was suddenly inspired, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he rolled over and rolled under the bed. Then slowly walked to the creek and sat down in the water.

Open the brocade box to reveal the turquoise elixir inside, the aura escapes and sniffs lightly, as well as the fragrance of plants and trees, which is refreshing. After looking at it for a while, Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed with a touch of decisiveness, and he put the pill in his mouth, which melted in his mouth, and then turned into a pure aura and scattered into the hundred remains, flowing in the veins.

Fang Wenyuan felt the aura in his body, so he immediately ran the Aoki Qi Channeling Technique, and then used the powerful Divine Soul 'Guiding Spirit'. Unlike self-cultivation, he clearly felt that the spiritual power in his body was growing.

At this time, the pill had only dispersed by a small half, and Fang Wenyuan didn't notice this, and single-mindedly 'guided' and then 'Tibetan Yuan'. The first layer of Qi refining was also close to saturation, and it seemed that it would break through the second layer at any time.

Yao Wu's cultivation is quite strong, and she is still Fang Wenyuan's master in terms of seniority, so the elixir she gave is naturally not ordinary, and the power contained in it is quite sufficient, far from what Fang Wenyuan can swallow now. It's just that he doesn't know the truth yet.

When the pill enters the body, it is not easy to refine it, but for some reason, this pill is very easy to refine. Fang Wenyuan was still secretly happy at first, because the spiritual power dissipated by the pill was extremely docile, and without guidance, it could warm the meridians. In this way, most of the elixir had been refined, and all the spiritual power contained in it had been incorporated into the dantian by Fang Wenyuan.

But when Yao Wu gave him this elixir, he said, "This is an elixir that can increase cultivation, and the most important thing is that it has the effect of nourishing the meridians and warming the organs!" It is said that this pill is mainly to increase cultivation, and warmth is secondary. The spiritual power that Fang Wenyuan has refined to this point is extremely docile, just because these spiritual powers are mainly based on warmth, and the spiritual power that is really used to increase cultivation is in the middle of the pill.

These docile spiritual powers are emitted by the outer layer of the elixir, just like building a bridge and mending the road, mainly to strengthen the tendons and veins, take care of the organs, and prepare for the spiritual impact of the inner layer of the elixir to grow and cultivate. Moreover, in the elixir, the spiritual power used to increase cultivation is generally quite violent.

Obviously, Fang Wen didn't notice this, he just felt that the spiritual power was docile and blindly 'guided the spirit' to run Zhou Tian, and suddenly the spiritual power became violent, and when it came, he was unprepared. The violent spiritual power was like a bomb embedded in his body, and slowly blood began to seep from the skin of his body.

Fang Wenyuan gritted his teeth and persisted, and then used his divine soul to suppress the violent spiritual power. It's just that his face is getting paler and paler, and his soul is getting weaker and weaker. Three hours became as difficult as three hundred years in Fang Wenyuan's eyes.

The corners of his eyes were bleeding, and his body was even more unbearable, and his five internal organs were displaced, as well as bleeding from his internal organs, which made him feel painful. If you don't grit your teeth and persevere, I'm afraid you will die.

The weakness of the divine soul was also getting stronger and stronger, and Fang Wenyuan would not doubt at all that if his divine soul was still as weak as before, then when he swallowed that elixir, he would have already sounded the mourning bell.

It's just that the spiritual power contained in this elixir really can't be measured by the size of a pill. Who would have guessed that the spiritual power in this elixir would be like water that opened the floodgates, out of control.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on anymore, his perception of the body became more and more blurred, and he was only barely controlling his limbs, if it wasn't for the fact that his soul had been strengthened, he would definitely wake up from meditation now, and he could no longer suppress his spiritual power.

Suddenly, Fang Wenyuan gritted his teeth, and his hands trembled and changed his technique, and the spiritual light in his body was clearly visible, surging up his head. What he thinks is very simple, the divine consciousness comes from the knowledge of the sea, the knowledge of the sea is rooted in the divine soul, and the spiritual power is like water, and it can also grow when it is watered. Therefore, Fang Wenyuan wanted to channel all the spiritual power in his body to the sea of knowledge, so that he could have a strong divine sense, and with a strong divine sense, he could assist the divine soul to suppress the violent spiritual power in his body, which could be said to kill multiple birds with one stone.

But the facts once again struck him to the ground. The spiritual power that has not undergone the transformation of the eight veins of the Qi Jing belongs to the outside, and the sea of knowledge is the most sensitive and vulnerable place for monks. Therefore, as soon as the elixir's spiritual power entered the sea of knowledge, Fang Wenyuan felt as if his head had been hit hard, and then he had a splitting headache. I had to extract a trace of dantian qi to be gentle.

In this way, the dantian qi that refines the spiritual power of the pill in the body is a little less. The violent spiritual power of the pill dispersion became more and more raging. And Fang Wenyuan was damaged due to his knowledge of the sea, and his soul was in a trance, and his control of the dantian qi was also stagnant.

The berserk spiritual power did not let go of this good opportunity at all, and by the time Fang Wenyuan wanted to make up for it again, it was already too late. The tendons and veins are about to burst, and the internal organs are injured more seriously, just like a very weak person who suddenly eats a bunch of cordyceps, and then the blood and blood gush out, and he dies of great replenishment.

Emptiness is not replenished, and it is very suitable to describe Fang Wenyuan at this time. Only feeling that life and death were at this moment, Fang Wenyuan spit out a mouthful of blood, but this also inspired a persistence in his heart, a desire for strength to find his parents.

So, Fang Wenyuan was ready to give it a go. He pinched the hand just now, and then ignored the pain coming from the sea of consciousness, and introduced the violent spiritual power of the pill dispersion into it. He did it again for a different purpose. This time, his target was the mysterious thief.

He's gambling, anyway, it's a certain death game now, it's better to fight for a chance of life. Bet that the mysterious 'thief' will save his life.

The swelling pain in the skull became more and more serious, and the violent spiritual power could only cover a third of the distance, and it was still far from the thief map. At this time, the pain became more and more intense, Fang Wenyuan was almost about to faint, only the ** in his heart to survive, and Yu Xiu's desire to cultivate was still supporting him.

That violent spiritual power was still a short distance away from the 'Stealing Map', but the feeling of weakness became more and more intense, and the crisis of life and death also shrouded Fang Wenyuan's heart.

Outside the stone house under Qianlong Peak, two figures were on a white cloud in the air, silently looking at Fang Wenyuan in the stream below. It is Yue Lizhen and Yao Wu.

Yue Li Zhenren still maintained his usual laziness, reclining on the clouds. His brows were furrowed, and he looked at Yao Wu with some concern, and only after half a sound did he speak, "Zang Yuan Dan is what he can take now?"

Yao Wu changed his naughty attitude, stood with his hands down, lowered his head, and said softly: "The disciple is just a momentary negligence, and he will give the wrong pill." Don't blame the master!"

"He's just a mortal fetus now, and such a fierce pill will kill him! You have been in the business for many years, don't you understand this truth? Although he is a disciple of the outer sect, he is also accused of killing each other in the same sect, don't you know?"

Yao Wu raised his head, and there were some resentments and grievances of a little woman in his eyes, and said, "Why does Shizun care so much about an outer disciple? Could it be that a disciple is not as good as a beginner kid in Shizun's heart?"

Yue Lizhen raised his head and said nothing, then turned his head to look at the top of the Hidden Dragon Peak, sighed lightly, and said, "This is the teacher's own plan. It's you who are worried about your teacher! Since the last time you went out with your senior brother to return to the sect, you have been haunted all day long. You should go out to the mountains again and distract yourself, so as not to cause trouble. ”

As soon as she heard the three words of senior brother, Yao Wu's body trembled, her eyes flashed with tears, and she said: "Master" It's just that she was interrupted by Yue Lizhen before she finished speaking.

"Recently, a disciple was killed outside the mountain, and you went out of the mountain on the grounds of this incident. As a teacher, there is also one thing to do, and there is no time to take care of him, so you have to take him with you on this trip. So he pointed to Fang Wenyuan, and then said: "This kid has a special physique, and he is of great use as a teacher, you have to pay more attention to it after you go out of the mountain to see how his heart is." ”

Yao Wu hesitated for a while, looked at a certain place in Qianlong Peak, and hesitated. Seeing this, Yue Lizhen said sharply: "I'll leave tomorrow, don't go and prepare quickly!"

"Yes" Yao Wu didn't dare to confront his master, so he had to respond. After that, he turned into a pink fright and went away.

Yue Li Zhenren still stopped in place, took out a wine jug out of nowhere, and took a sip of wine. muttered: "The soul devouring body should be born with a strong physical body and a good qualification. However, this son's qualifications are extremely poor, and his muscles and veins are even weaker, strange, strange! If he is allowed to forcibly cultivate, his divine soul will be strong at that time, and his physical body will not be able to carry it, and he will inevitably die!"

Then he smiled softly and said, "But I just met the old man! Providence! Providence! Hahaha"

Fang Wenyuan was almost about to faint at this time, but the violent spiritual power in his body disappeared inexplicably, and his cultivation had increased a lot, directly reaching the third layer of qi refining, but there was still chaos in the sea of consciousness, and he had a splitting headache.

At this point, there is a lot of danger, and it should be Yue Li's real person who rescued him, but he didn't know it.