no thoughts [cultivation]

Although the source of heaven and earth is hard to find, there are records and legends in the story, who has never seen anyone whose dantian is empty, but will be rejected by the source of heaven and earth.

In fact, if you really want to reshape your foundation, it is not necessary whether the attributes of the source of heaven and earth match the attributes of your original spiritual roots.Even if the attributes of the source of heaven and earth are different, the roots can be produced in the practitioner's dantian, but the initial recovery requires more practice and transformation.

That being the case, it is unreasonable for the source of the wind element of heaven and earth, which matches the situation and has harmonious attributes, to be rejected by Meng Yi's body.

Shen Wuyuan repeatedly confirmed that he still couldn't get any information about his physical condition from Meng Yi's meridians.The result of the pulse diagnosis is nothing more than Meng Yi's body is weak now, and his dantian is empty and empty. He must have lost his foundation decades ago, that's all.

At this moment, the expression of always teasing finally disappeared on the face of the demon shaving, and he looked serious, frowning and thinking.

Meng Yi was not emotional from the beginning to the end, as if dissociated from the incident, he withdrew Shen Wuyuan and held his hand, and said: "Everything must have a cause and effect, if I don't use this source of heaven and earth, it can only mean that it is in the future." I don't have a chance. I appreciate your kindness, you'd better take this precious thing back."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yi remembered the inexplicable spiritual power in his body.

I don't know if the source of heaven and earth resists me and cannot enter my body, whether it has any connection with this spiritual power.

Shen Wuyuan has lived for nearly ten thousand years, not to mention swimming all over the world, but he has also traversed the dangerous rivers and rivers of the cultivation world, which is evident from his extensive experience.

Now that the world knows the great power of a cultivator, Shen Wuyuan thinks that Xuan Wen is the one who can compare with his own cultivation base and knowledge.He was originally a level higher than Xuan Wen, but now he failed to ascend and fell to a lower level, and Xuan Wen has been concentrating on seclusion for decades.

Shen Wuyuan searched all the information in his mind, but he couldn't judge the cause of the current situation.There is no problem with the source of the wind attribute of heaven and earth, so the problem should be Meng Yi's body.

"Meng Yi, don't move, wait for me to check the dantian in your belly." Shen Wuyuan, a demon cultivator, is also bohemian, informal, and never serious, but now he calls Meng Yi's full name so seriously, which shows that he is very serious at this time serious.

Meng Yi also didn't know what was abnormal about his body. When he was thinking about spiritual power, he suddenly remembered that his blood had a strange and powerful healing ability.Regarding the matter of his own blood, he always thought that Xuanwen was ashamed of hanging his own life with countless pills, which caused the change.

Thinking about it now, maybe blood, spiritual power, and being rejected by the source of heaven and earth are all related to each other.

While Meng Yi was thinking, Shen Wuyuan had already stuffed the source of heaven and earth back into the spiritual jade box, and then put it on the rattan table, then stretched out his right hand, and placed it in the void of Meng Yi's abdomen.

A burst of white and soothing warm light was released on Shen Wuyuan's palm.

The light and heat passed through the empty air, spread to Meng Yi's abdomen, and penetrated into the empty dantian, bringing bursts of warmth.After a while, Shen Wuyuan moved his palm upwards, and then stopped at the position of Meng Yi's left chest. The white light did not disperse, and the heat continued to seep into Meng Yi's body.

"Interesting." Shen Wuyuan withdrew his palm and said so.

Meng Yi only knew that he knew the reason, so he looked straight at him, waiting for his next words, but Shen Wuyuan shrugged casually and shook his head: "Interesting, I don't know the reason. "

Said, Shen Wuyuan crossed his arms, walked around Meng Yi twice, and continued: "I really can't feel the existence of your Nascent Soul, nor can I feel the beating of your heart. There is nothing unusual about your body. If so , the source of the heaven and earth still rejects you... Could it be because you have lost your soul, and what stands in front of this deity is just an illusion?"

Meng Yi raised his eyes and saw the demon cultivator circling around him with folded arms, and said softly, "It's hard to say if I'm an illusion, but it's true that you were possessed by that white goose."

Shen Wuyuan laughed out loud when he heard the words.

Taking advantage of his smile, Meng Yi turned around and walked to his room.

Seeing this, Shen Wuyuan hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?"

"rest."

Hearing this, Shen Wuyuan looked at the spiritual jade box on the table, and raised his voice, "Where is the source of the earth?"

"You keep it on your own," Meng Yi said in a leisurely pace, "it's not mine at all."

Shen Wuyuan sighed, and said with a smile: "Is there any reason to take back what I sent out?"

Meng Yi heard the words and didn't look back, just said: "Now there are."

Shen Wuyuan picked up the spiritual jade box: "Forget it, I will hold it for Xiao Yi'er first, and I will give it to you after I find a solution to the problem that your body and the source of heaven and earth cannot be integrated."

Since it was given to Meng Yi, no matter whether it can be used now or not, Shen Wuyuan really wants to put this source of heaven and earth in his hands.

However, the source of heaven and earth, such treasures that might not even be seen by great powers in the Mahayana period or even the transcending tribulation period, is placed directly on Meng Yi, who has almost no spiritual power, which may cause accidents.The theft of the source of heaven and earth is a small matter, but Meng Yi's victimization is a major issue. You must know that some cultivators would rather destroy their own nascent souls than plant the source of heaven and earth in their bodies.After all, he can't stay by Meng Yi's side all the time. After all, the big white goose is just a spiritual beast that inherits part of his cultivation, and is only occasionally controlled by him, not omnipotent.

From this point of view, it is safer to keep this thing here for the time being.

Thinking of this, Shen Wuyuan put the box back into the storage ring, and returned to his old, undisciplined, free and undisciplined appearance. He followed Meng Yi's pace and chatted with him: "We are on the Jiuqu Peak. The people here are really talented people, all of them are extraordinary, and there are still existences that cannot integrate the source of heaven and earth."

"There are no talented people. There are only two people on Jiuqu Peak."

Shen Wuyuan raised his eyebrows: "Me and you?"

Meng Yi's tone was flat: "Tong Heng and I will add one goose at most."

"Hey, Xiao Yi'er said before that he wanted to enslave me, why, now he doesn't admit that I'm from this Jiuqu Peak..." Shen Wuyuan had a smile on his face, but he deliberately revealed some feelings of being enslaved by others when he spoke. The tone of the resentful woman who abandoned her said, "Xiao Yi'er, it's not necessary to start messing around and end up abandoning it."

Meng Yi didn't bother to talk to him anymore, but the corners of his lips raised slightly.

As the sky was getting dark, Meng Yi went to check on Tong Heng to confirm that he was fine, and then went back to his room to sleep.

Tong Heng had been assigned to his Jiuqu Peak since he was a teenager, and since then, he has served him as a useless man with all his heart for ten years, making his life really peaceful and quiet.Tong Heng always called him Mr., but he just taught him a few words casually, and it was never worth anything.

Later, Meng Yisi thought that his health was not good, and he was afraid that he would die one day, his soul would be scattered, and he would not be able to leave anything in this world, so he thought of Tong Heng.In his view, Tong Heng is like a child he has watched grow up, even though he is the one who is taken care of by the "child".So, Meng Yi went to get the Guiyuan Xisui Pill, only saying that if he really loses his spirit, this loyal servant who has been with him wholeheartedly for many years can walk more openly along the way of practice.

Looking at it now, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Seeing Meng Yishen fell asleep, Shen Wuyuan was relieved. He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't eaten or slept. Naturally, he didn't need to sleep at this time, so he turned over and went to the forbidden area behind Jiuqu Peak, and then explored the place where he once hid. There may be other clues to the cave of the magic medicine.

As for the big white goose, it spread its wings and flew up to the branch of the giant tree covering the deck chairs, motionless, hidden among the luxuriant branches and leaves of the giant tree, guarding the Jiuqu Peak.

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In the Cang Palace, in the ice room made of nine-day black ice, traces of cold air condensed into a substantial mist, lingering and floating around the room, even the breath that permeated the mouth and nose had the meaning of ice cold, invading the internal organs, freezing cold. To the bone.In the middle of the ice room, Su Ge sat on a futon, closed his eyes, and tried his best to suppress the demons in his heart that were becoming more and more rampant.

The heart demon rolled in the sea of ​​gods, causing Su Ge's body with ice root attributes to feel scorching hot, and fire poison gradually grew in the meridians.

Su Ge's consciousness has been confused, and in a trance, he only felt that Meng Yizheng was standing in front of him in plain clothes and green shirt, looking down at him indifferently.

"Smile at me, Bai Han.

Please, smile at me. "

However, no matter how much he prayed, the person in front of him was still in a cold and alienated state. He seemed to be within reach, but he couldn't touch it anyway, as if they were separated from him by heaven.

"You don't look at me, don't miss me, don't allow me to love you, don't allow me to touch you, it doesn't matter if you don't have me in your eyes, at least let me know that I am still useful to you.

Bai Han, tell me, tell me what you want.

Tell me, you can still use me. "

Otherwise, what would I live for, who have just come to my senses now?

But this time, Meng Yi in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness didn't even give him a chance to finish his sentence, so he turned and left.

Thinking to the point of madness, Su Ge was actually in a hallucination, and he didn't even have the courage to get within a few steps of Meng Yi. He only dared to watch him leave gracefully, without leaving the slightest trace of himself on the corners of his eyes or brows.

In the end, Meng Yi even faded away, as if he didn't want to appear in his fantasy scene.

Suddenly, Su Ge opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of hot blood.The inner demons he tried to suppress became more and more stubborn. His eyes were not only deep and deep covered by thick fog, but had turned into a bright red that was about to drop blood. The eyeballs were bloodshot, the corners of the eyes were about to split, and there were veins between the foreheads. float.

This almost crazy appearance is very different from his image of the famous senior brother of the sect who is cold and repulsive.

However, Su Ge, who has long been corrupted by demons, doesn't care about it at all.

Su Ge only felt countless voices echoing in his mind, sometimes high and sometimes low, rooted in the depths of his soul, and could not be dispelled.

At the same time, there seemed to be countless images swirling and interlacing before his eyes.Sometimes it was the appearance of Meng Yixiao's gentle and polite calling him "Senior Brother Su"; sometimes it was the thin figure of Meng Yi standing there indifferently; , the hand stretched out towards him...

In the end, those voices gradually merged into one sentence: If you want him to forgive you, you have to die.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Su Ge's mouth, and red light flashed in his eyes.

Only... die.