The scripture of "Three Yang and Seven Yin" is a few hundred words, but I don't know any of the words, and the glyphs are complicated, so I have to understand the meaning of the sound, and I am speechless. If it is hidden in the depths of the heart, it will come out word by word after a little recall.

When the voice of the scriptures sounded in the bottom of my heart, I looked at the state of my soul with a wisp of divine consciousness.

The originally slightly worried face showed all kinds of emotions, joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock. As the sound of the text changes, so does the emotion, laughter, rage, tears, fear......

Many emotions surged in no particular order, attacking Yang Qing's mind like a flood beast, almost making him forget to check the state of his soul.

Knowing the sea realm is like the past, knowing the sea fog rolling, the green soul floating quietly, and the three souls and seven spirits have not changed. As the emotions intensified, the headache began to change from mild to severe, and then the headache was cracking, the head seemed to be cracked, and the eyebrows seemed to burst.

Then!

In the sea of consciousness, there was a change, first the fog of divine consciousness rolled violently, covering the sky and filling the entire sea of consciousness. This is not over yet, the green light formed by the three souls and seven spirits attached to one place is faintly trembling.

It is like being kneaded by an invisible hand, and it is like being smashed by a sledgehammer.

Once the sound of the scriptures in the bottom of the heart sounds, it will only stop when the hundreds of verses that do not know why words have been resounded once, as if these hundreds of words are a whole, and all the words and sounds converge to be a complete note.

"Buzz, buzz"

The tangible and intangible three souls and seven spirits were beating like a heart, and there should not have been any sound, but at this time, it resounded throughout the sea of knowledge.

Yang Qing couldn't check the state of his soul anymore, just because he was already holding his head with both hands, and his face was rolling all over the bed with a hideous expression.

"Tear up!"

Clean bedding is crushed!

"Poof!"

Falling from the bed to the ground, the heavy body made a dull sound.

"Ahh

The emotions were turbulent and mixed, and the low hissing voice changed its tone, unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow, but full of pain.

He pressed his head with both hands, as if he was worried about the skull exploding.

The muscles of the whole body are tense like rocks, and the body is curled up in a ball!

There seemed to be no end to the sound of the scriptures, and the rest of the sounds seemed to disappear, and Yang Qing couldn't hear any sound except this.

"Ahh

This kind of pain is not comparable to physical injury, with Yang Qing's tenacious surname, under all kinds of violent emotions and soul tremors, he must also use screams to relieve and vent.

"How can I not hurt?" At this time, Yang Qing had the only vague thought left in his heart, thinking slowly.

Wound the flesh to cause pain to suppress, burn with fire, freeze with ......

"Frozen!"

It seems to have grasped the clue, but the intense emotions and pain make him think sluggishly.

"What's cold?"

The words of pitch change were squeezed out between his teeth, but Yang Qing couldn't hear them.

"Stalactites!"

Trying to pull out the clues, I can't help but have hidden expectations and nervousness.

The tremor of the soul, with the divine sense that could not be used at will, the palm full of green tendons went deep into his arms.

"Tear up!"

In a hurry, the placket of his shirt had been torn open.

After a few breaths, a jade bottle containing stalactite essence was married.

"Poof!"

The cap of the bottle was removed and he was still on the side, and the Yin Tang acupoint was fully opened, releasing all the divine consciousness and pouring into the jade bottle.

"Cold!"

The divine consciousness is tangible and insubstantial, and at this time, I feel that I am wrapped in incomparable cold, and the coldness spreads to the trembling soul, and the soul is numb.

The headache is weakened, all kinds of violent emotions are also relieved by the cold, the soul is numb, the control of the body is weakened, and the fingers are slow to move.

"Hoo ......"

Just when Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, changes began again.

I saw that the blue-white milk-colored mist poured into the soul along the divine consciousness, and at this time, the divine consciousness was like the roots of a tree, absorbing nutrients from the earth.

"Uh......"

The blue and white milky mist flowed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was attached to the light in the green trembling, and the feeling of coldness made Yang Qing can't help but make a sound of wood, and the tone was pulled by the old man.

The blue and white milky mist attached to the light, and did not stop, but spread out to cover the three souls and seven spirits, in this case, Yang Qing did not know why, it was too late to stop it, and his consciousness was dull, and he slowly withdrew it.

The body is curled, only the eyelids are blinking slightly, and the cold meaning makes the soul numb, the consciousness is dull, and the control of the body is extremely low.

The three souls and seven spirits in the tremor were like nectar after a long drought, gulping in the blue and white milky mist, at this time, the headache disappeared, the violent emotions eased, and the divine consciousness left the jade bottle to stop the blue and white milk.

There was not much blue-and-white milky mist covering the three souls and seven spirits, and when the divine consciousness returned to the side of the soul, the blue-and-white milky mist was already three points less, and the divine consciousness approached and made a trigger, and the mist was very docile and was guided away from the soul.

"Humph!"

The muffled hum that changed the tone sounded, and the headache hit, although it was weaker than before, it was still a headache.

Without stopping it, let the blue-white milky mist cover the soul again.

The pain disappeared, but there was a strange feeling of comfort.

The sound of the scriptures has come to an end, but the lack of tea cup has lasted as long as a year, and the soul has stopped trembling, still absorbing the blue and white milky mist.

Although the blue and white milky mist is extremely cold, the soul is numb and feels warm, and finally it is impossible to distinguish whether it is cold or hot.

The soul was still absorbing the blue-white milky mist, and the mist was gone.

The divine consciousness was put in, and it probed into the jade bottle, and the mist merged into the sea of consciousness along the divine consciousness.

After about an hour, the soul stopped absorbing, and the remaining blue and white milky mist no longer poured in.

The divine consciousness is still sluggish, and it is attracted to withdraw from the sea of consciousness, and it follows the divine consciousness back into the jade bottle like a surging force, and the divine consciousness is like a bridge and a passage.

Inside the sea of knowledge, the green soul floated quietly, the coldness gradually decreased, and the control of the body gradually recovered.

"Hoo ......"

Yang Qing sat up and exhaled cold air.

He looked strange, and his eyes stared at the jade bottle in his hand.

The coldness in the sea spreads all over the body, and the temperature in the room drops.

After the tea cup, the body temperature returned to normal, and Yang Qing still sat on the floor, thinking about the whole process.

First of all, it is certain that the scriptures of the Three Yang and Seven Yin will definitely harm the soul.

When I first cultivated, the scriptures had already left damage on the soul, but the damage was too low to be felt. And with cultivation, the damage left behind each time will increase due to the previous damage.

This is a slight headache.

Yang Qing didn't care, thinking it was a side effect.

As the number of cultivation increases, the injuries accumulate, and the injuries become more and more injured, the pain will jump and increase, and yesterday it will be a splitting headache, and today it will be even more unbearable.

Stalactite essence, the blue-white milky mist contains powerful vitality, Yang Qing often uses it to repair the body, and does not think of other uses. I wanted to relieve the pain with the help of the cold meaning, but I didn't expect it to be able to repair the damage to the soul.

This is something that Yang Qing never dreamed of, after all, although the stalactite essence is mist, it is still the substance, while the soul is tangible and insubstantial, the two are one virtual and one real.

When he was in the Ye family, he had probed his divine sense into the jade bottle, and the blue and white milky color was only as if it was leaving, and it did not pour in, and at that time, his soul was already damaged.

Doubting in his heart, he probed his divine sense into the jade bottle again, and the blue and white milky mist was as usual, and he did not show it.

Ignoring it, leaving it immediately, and pouring in spontaneously, the changes in it are actually related to the injury of the soul.

The jade bottle in his hand was the one he usually used, and he was very clear about the content of stalactite essence in it, and the stalactite essence consumed to repair the damage of the soul was not enough for him to repair the wounds of his body once.

Yang Qing believes that repairing the soul should be more difficult than repairing the body, and the stalactite essence consumed should be more, but the truth is the opposite.

The previous injuries on his soul were imperceptible, which was already unbearable for him, and the long wounds in his flesh still did not affect the battle.

"What is this stalactite essence," Yang Qing exclaimed in his heart.

The stalactite essence contains a powerful vitality that repairs injuries regardless of the soul or body, regardless of the size of the injury.

In the cave, the stalactite essence automatically poured into his burned body to repair, and now it is said that the soul is damaged, and it merges into the sea of consciousness to repair the soul. Is it the truth that filling up the scarcity, or is it an instinctive drive to repair the damage on its own?

If it is the latter, the mystery is unimaginable.

Stalactites are ordinary things, why is the blue and white milky mist so magical.

Although he didn't know why Zhong Rujing was like this, Yang Qing still regarded it as a treasure, stood up, simply sorted out his clothes, his eyes were clear, his spirit was abnormal, and then he was shocked and said, "Innate vitality!"

The wisps of tangible and intangible innate vitality in the dantian provide vitality for the physical body, and there will definitely be consumption, once the physical body is consumed, it will age, and the qi refining cultivators will not worry too much, and the true yuan or the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will slow down the consumption of spiritual roots.

Moreover, for a monk who cultivates to a high level, the true element is pure enough to make the spiritual root not consume, which is also the image of a monk who cultivates to a high level of cultivation to keep the body in the most vibrant and vigorous youth.

Yang Qing was nervous and excited, thinking about the method of guiding the stalactite essence into the dantian, the first oral administration, the stalactite essence mixed with water and drank into the abdomen, scattered into the limbs, and then gathered into the meridians, and then sent to the dantian by any meridian.

The second is to absorb the essence of Zhongru in the state of mist through the pores, merge into the meridians, and then send it to the dantian.

If it was said some time ago, Yang Qing would choose the first one, because although the stalactite essence scattered into the limbs and hundreds of bones would be consumed, it could repair the dark wounds, and then attract some of the mist into the dantian.

But at this time, knowing the magic of Zhong Rujing, how could it be so extravagant, and chose the second one without hesitation.

Instead of a wooden basin to fetch a pot of water, he ran downstairs with a teacup and fetched half a cup of well water.

There are less than two drops of the true stalactite essence in a jade bottle, and I am reluctant to try too much before I am completely sure, so I don't shake the stalactite essence in the jade bottle evenly, only take a trace of the free edge, and carefully pour it into the teacup.

There was not much water in the teacup, and Yang Qing could drink it in one sip, but compared to the trace of blue and white milky mist, it was very much, and as soon as it fell into the cup, the coldness was scattered.