The white light, in the mind of the root, imprinted a patch of white.

In the white, there is nothing.

There are only six white letters printed on white.

The white font is so pure, it just stops in the white curtain, and it is still dazzling.

Dao Ke Dao, very Dao Dao!

The vitality between heaven and earth, like the waves on the sea, rushed into Yougen's forehead and rushed into the place with the name of Mud Pill Palace printed with white dots.

Then, along the tortuous white line printed on Yougen's body, he entered the Dantian with roots...... The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the mother of all things...... If you do nothing, you will not be cured...... Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are used as dogs...... Heavy is light roots, quiet is restless...... The act of a saint is not to fight!

Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching, there is a root that has not been read.

But when these 5,284 words appeared in Yougen's mind one after another.

There are roots, but they don't feel strange.

It seems that these words have long been engraved in the depths of the soul of the rooted, but now they have been rediscovered.

Again, the goods are returned to their rightful owners.

In his mind, the white words that appeared in turn occupied Yougen's eyes.

In Yougen's ears, there was a small sound of running water.

In the white mang, there is a faint root, aware of a back.

Then, the white light suddenly faded.

There was a sudden darkness, and all that was left in front of him was the dim golden light that came out of the slit in his eyes.

That's sunshine.

Midday sun.

Yougen opened his eyes and saw standing in front of him, rootless with a look of surprise on his face.

"Senior brother, how are you?"

Hearing this, Yougen reached out and touched his knee.

I felt some numbness in my legs.

"Like, it's already good. Yougen lifted his robe, quickly put on his blood-stained underwear, and stood up from the cushion.

"It's noon, are you going to eat?"

"What happened to you just now, the vitality around you is so strong. ”

"Ahh

"Is there such a thing? How did I not know?"

"......" Wugen stretched out his hand and grabbed Yougen's right wrist with a solemn face.

"Well, did you breathe into your body?"

“...... I seem. ”

Feeling that there was a root in the dantian, the surging and rotating earth qi waves, Wugen's eyes quickly widened, and his face also showed a look of shock.

"But you just closed your eyes for one night and realized how you could bring in such a large amount of vitality. ”

"I don't know!" Hearing this, Yougen's mouth pursed, and he pressed his mind to death.

Rootless frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, his eyes began to glow.

With glowing eyes, Wugen looked at Yougen in a daze, and the roots of his heart were hairy.

"What are you going to do?" Arigen's eyes were fixed on the open wooden door not far away, and his body moved invisibly to the ground.

"Follow me to the Master. ”

Rootless grabbed Yougen and rushed out of the ear room.

In the hall of the Taoist temple, the Taoist chief sitting on a cushion is holding a wooden basin, holding chopsticks in his right hand and constantly shaving rice into his mouth.

Wugen rushed to the temple, and with Yougen, he stood in front of the Kedao people.

"Master. ”

Kedaoren put down the wooden basin in his hand and looked at the rootless standing in front of him in surprise, and the rootless who was pulled by the rootless.

"There's a breath in the body. ”

"Oh. Looking at the excited rootless, Kedao people looked puzzled.

"So what?"

"Master, Yougen has just learned the mental method of this sect, and after closing his eyes and realizing it overnight, he has absorbed a lot of vitality in his body. ”

"Oh......" Kedaoren's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes.

"Really?"

The Kodao people stood up and came to Arigen's side.

Ignoring Yougen's complaining eyes, Wugen handed Yougen's right hand to the Kedao people's hands.

Grabbing Yougen's wrist, Kedaoren closed his eyes for a moment, and then frowned, looking thoughtful.

"Yes, it's a good piece of material. ”

"It seems that the Wild Outer Sect is expected to prosper, without roots, you go and pass on the method of rooting the sword. With a wave of his hand, the man turned and sat back on the cushion.

"Yes. Hearing this, Wugen was stunned for a moment, and bowed his head to salute.

"Master. ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Waiting for Rootless and Rooty to come to the backyard, the expressionless Kedao people shouted softly and closed their eyes.

A gust of wind drifted through the hall, and a shadow stood in front of the Kedao people.

"This person has no cultivation, only relying on the first three heart methods, even if he adds a rootless Dao sound, it is impossible to absorb too much vitality in one night. ”

The woman with white hair and a bright yellow robe flashed a cold light in her eyes.

"The Taoist mind is plain and natural, the Buddhist mind is vast and solemn, both of these minds, both of which focus on the foundation, only the Demon Sect, there is a quick way. ”

Kedao people did not open their eyes, and the palms of their hands slowly merged, and at the thin slit where the two palms intersected, a white light was filtered out.

A cyan aura rose from Kedao's body and spread out in all directions.

The blue curtain passed through the bronze statue in the hall, through the red table, through the woman standing in front of the Kodo people, and through the entire hall.

Feeling that there was suddenly little vitality left in the hall, the woman frowned slightly.

"Does it need to be so?"

"The Demon Sect's methods are secretive, and you can't guard against it. Kedao opened his eyes and looked solemn.

"Even if it is the Demon Sect, the ordinary mental method cannot allow ordinary people to absorb so much vitality overnight, and the remnants of the Demon Sect this time have also made a cost. ”

"Huh. Hearing this, the woman's face showed a sneer, and she smiled: "This kind of mental method can only improve the cultivation of ordinary people in the early stage, but if this person wants to go to the next level in the future, it will be extremely difficult, and he may not even be able to cross the threshold of entering the Tao and become a true cultivator for the rest of his life." ”

The woman touched her waist, and a silver glint flashed on the blue cloth belt tied around his waist.

"This person, even if he is a pawn planted by the Demon Sect, is just an outcast. ”

"In four days, I will support him down the mountain, and then I will trouble you. ”

"I know that when the time comes, I'll kill him quietly. ”

After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and left the hall, and the vitality between heaven and earth poured into the hall again.

Kedao people put their hands together and their faces were expressionless.

Only the flame on the candlestick, fluttering.

After the Taoist temple, in front of the sword mound.

Rootless took out a wooden sword from his sleeve.

The tip of the wooden sword, bound with withered grass stalks and fine hemp rope.

Wugen handed the wooden sword to Yougen's hand, and said excitedly: "The foundation of the sword art is to transport the vitality absorbed in the body into the sword to achieve the purpose of volleying the sword. ”

"Uh......" Yougen held a wooden sword, looked at the triangular pyramid-like building stacked of blue bricks next to the well, and looked at the long monument standing in front of the pyramid with runes engraved, and was silent for a while.

"Whose grave is this?"