Eternal Tranquility

Lele looked at him nervously, and after seeing him take back his hand, he quickly asked: "How is it?"

Liu Qinghuan patted the head of the little girl with big eyes soothingly, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "Xiao Xiao, does it mean that every time you practice, you will get seriously ill?"

Lele snorted: "How do you know?"

"Is it true that the closer you are to a place with rich spiritual energy, the worse your health will be?"

Lele opened her mouth in surprise, which let Liu Qinghuan know that she had guessed correctly.

“If your yin and yang meridians are unobstructed, flowing up and down like a spring, and yin and yang intersecting like a ring without any end, running through the Jufu ditch properly, and oddly through the Jufu lake, without any obstruction, it should be a natural spiritual body. But when the spiritual energy passes through the meridians and enters the Dantian, it is like falling into an abyss, disappearing, and has no attachment. Therefore, there is no problem with her meridians, it should be..."

Lele didn't know how many times she had explored her daughter's body, and it was clearer than what Liu Qinghuan said, but she still couldn't find the crux, and asked anxiously: "What should it be?"

Liu Qinghuan said in a gentle tone: "The problem should be with her spiritual roots."

"Spiritual roots?" Lele said: "Although Xiaoxiao's spiritual roots are the three spiritual roots of gold, earth, and fire. They are not very qualified, but they are not unable to gather energy. Could it be... because of the spiritual roots? Why is the distribution too complex?”

Liu Qinghuan made a spell, and the Dantian with a faint smile appeared in front of the two of them, like a piece of dry and cracked land, on which the three spiritual roots of gold, earth and fire were kneaded and mixed with each other, and it was like a quilt. Painted paper.

"As you said, even if the spiritual roots are very complex, it's not to the point where you can't gather Qi. Many people with four or five spiritual roots are even more complex than this. As long as you practice patiently, you can still achieve it by practicing Qi. ”

"That is how the matter?"

Liu Qinghuan reached into the storage space and pulled out a tattered scroll from the corner where many classics and jade slips were placed. He handed it to Lele: "This is an ancient book that I accidentally discovered when I was living in another world. It records Some strange and rare spiritual roots. The variations of spiritual roots are actually endless. In addition to our common five-element spiritual roots and various mutant spiritual roots, there are many unknown spiritual roots with different characteristics in the world. "

Lele opened the scroll, looked at it for a long time and said sheepishly: "What kind of writing is on this..."

Only then did Liu Qinghuan realize that the scroll was obtained from the Mingshan Battle Realm. It was spread from a certain interface, and it also used the words of that realm. Lele has never left Yunmengze, so naturally she can't understand.

He had no choice but to pick it up again and tell his findings directly: "This article discusses various changes in spiritual roots. Many of them are just conjectures and have not been confirmed, but I think Xiaoxiao's spiritual roots may conform to two of the conjectures. ”

Lele was surprised and puzzled: "Two kinds?"

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan pointed to the different spiritual roots revealed by Xiaoxiao: "You see, fire and earth are mixed together, fire generates earth, and light first appears; while earth and gold are layered, earth generates gold, and shadows gradually reveal. Light and shadow, Light and darkness are two opposite extremes, so although Xiaoxiao has three spiritual roots of gold, earth, and fire, it is extremely rare that she has become a different root that is as incompatible as water and fire. This is probably why she is obviously a heaven. The living body cannot gather the essence of Qi.”

"Ah!" Lele was stunned.

"And..." Liu Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the frail little girl unbearably, and said through voice transmission: "The spiritual root has been suppressed to this point. The more spiritual energy it absorbs, the more it will destroy her body. In the end, ...I might be in trouble with Shouyuan."

Lele closed her eyes tightly, suppressing the pain in her eyes, then hugged her with slightly trembling hands and smiled: "Then, is there a solution?"

"Or, find a place where spiritual energy is scarce and avoid contact with spiritual objects for the rest of your life." Liu Qinghuan said: "Xiaoxiao is a natural spiritual body and will automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. Therefore, even if she is not practicing, her body is getting better and better. Bad. Or..."

"Either what?"

Liu Qinghuan thought deeply: "Or, find a method suitable for this kind of spiritual root. There are many strange people in this world, and there are countless immortal cultivation methods. I remember that someone once created a method for practicing water and fire to restrain spiritual roots. Kung Fu, maybe you can find one that is suitable for Xiaoxiao to practice.”

Although this possibility is extremely low, if he does not give Lele a little hope, he is afraid that she will not be able to bear the blow and fall into despair.

Lele was silent for a long time, then forced a smile and said: "I understand. Liu Qinghuan, thank you!"

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything that could be given as a gift to the little girl. As a monk, the most important thing is aura, and everything naturally contains aura. And spiritual energy is now like the poison that quenches thirst for Xiaoxiao.

Finally, he took out a jade bottle: "This contains a kind of spiritual grass juice that can temporarily seal the meridians. The medicinal properties are mild and harmless. It was originally just an auxiliary medicine in alchemy. You can take it first, or it may be used in Emergency time."

He also instructed: "The meridians cannot be sealed frequently, otherwise the Qi and blood will not flow and will be damaged, so use it sparingly. Only a little bit at a time, not too much, otherwise Xiaoxiao will not be able to bear it."

Lele accepted it and pulled Xiaoxiao to salute him.

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly helped her up: "You and I have known each other since we were young, so there is no need for this. You have to be well, I think... Senior Penghua and Brother Yan both hope that you will be happy throughout your life. If you have any difficulties in the future, just go to Wenshi If you send someone to look for me, I will help you and see if I can find a suitable technique."

Lele nodded with tears in her eyes and said with a smile: "I won't be polite to you, so I won't say thank you anymore, so as not to say too much."

She turned her head to look at the maple leaves outside the window with some sadness: "When you are old, you know how valuable young people are, but young people don't know the feeling of sorrow. The spring breeze is strong in bright clothes, and the horses are angry, and the flames and flowers are endless. I occasionally think back to that year with you, Going to Qiyun Temple to explore the ancient ruins with my senior brother is so unbridled. Who would have thought that we would have to go through so many hardships, wars, and partings later, and we would not be as happy as ordinary people for decades. "

Liu Qinghuan also thought of the days when he had just fled to the Sao Feng Continent, and sighed in his heart, comforting him: "A cultivator's life is a long journey, hundreds of thousands of years of training, and he has experienced more than ordinary people. You must not be discouraged by this. . Besides, although mortals’ lives are short, they still have to experience all kinds of joys and sorrows, birth, old age, illness and death, and in the end they still cannot find freedom. At least we still have hope for the great road.”

Lele turned around with a bright smile on her face: "Well, you're right, I can't always argue with you crazy cultivators. After taking so long, you'd better go back to see senior Ming Yangzi. "

Liu Qinghuan stood up and said with some worry: "Senior Penghua has passed away, your current situation..."

Lele rolled her eyes: "After all, I am also a Nascent Soul cultivator, why would someone come to bully us two? Besides, I also have a senior brother and senior sister here, and my father also has many good friends."

Liu Qing said with a smile: "I was overthinking it, and I still thought you were the great devil who caused trouble everywhere back then."

Lele glared with feigned anger, and carried her daughter to the place where the teleportation circle was: "I have already ordered someone, you can just teleport directly when you arrive. I will go visit after I have arranged things here. Senior Ming Yangzi.”

Liu Qinghuan nodded to show that he understood, and waved his hand to her: "Go back, the spiritual energy fluctuates greatly when the magic circle is activated, so it is not good for Xiaoxiao."

Lele gave him a solemn blessing before leaving with her daughter.

Liu Qinghuan stood for a moment, took another look at the picturesque scenery of Qingqiu Valley, turned around and walked into the main hall, where he saw the cross-continental teleportation circle connected to Yunmengze.

He couldn't help but feel waves in his heart. He calmed down and stepped into the magic circle step by step.

A bright white light flashed past, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at Jiuxiao City. Seeing familiar clothes everywhere, Liu Qinghuan's eyes felt a little wet.

Yun Mengze, whom he missed so much, finally set foot on this land again!

He left the city without stopping and flew all the way to the Wenshi Mountains. When he came to his senses again, the strange peaks and scenery of the Wenshi Mountains were just as they were when he left, and the nine towering peaks were also the same. Standing there forever.

"This master, uncle, you, you are..."

Liu Qinghuan lowered his head and saw two disciples guarding the mountain looking at him hesitantly: "Huh?"

One of the young disciples with nimble eyes hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said cautiously: "Uncle Master, these two juniors have never seen you before, so please show me your sect token."

Liu Qinghuan did not correct them that they should actually call him his master's uncle. He just handed over the jade slip of his identity and secretly sighed that he had been away for so long that the new disciples no longer recognized him.

"In what year did you get started?"

"Reporting to Uncle Master, I started practicing twenty years ago and am now a disciple of Mo Xie Feng."

Another one also replied: "I am a little later. I started sixteen years ago and was assigned to Zhulin Mountain."

He couldn't hide his curiosity and said: "Uncle, you went on a trip and are you just back?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded casually and asked, "Who is the mountain master now?"

The young disciple named him, but he didn't remember who it was. He took the identity jade slip that the other party respectfully sent back, and asked, "How is Elder Mingyangzi's injury?"

"It's not good." The young disciple frowned: "I heard from the senior brothers that Elder Mingyangzi's death is coming soon, so he didn't want to live in the back mountain and moved back to our Zhulin Mountain."

Liu Qinghuan paused, changed direction, and flew quickly towards Zhulin Mountain.

When he landed in front of the door of a courtyard hidden among green bamboos at the top of Zhulin Mountain, he knocked on the door with trembling fingers.

Soon, the door opened and Ji Yue poked his head out.

"Second senior brother!"

"Junior brother!" Ji Yue's eyes widened. After a pause, he took a few steps forward and grabbed his shoulders. He let go and took a closer look: "Junior brother, you came back so quickly. I thought you were going to use it." It will take several years to come back.”

Liu Qinghuan said eagerly: "Where is the master? The master is here..."

At this time, an old voice came from the door: "Yue'er, is Qing Huan back? I seem to hear Qing Huan's voice?"

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly walked in and saw Ming Yangzi tremblingly trying to stand up from the chair placed under the eaves. She didn't know whether it was because of excitement or weakness, but failed several times.

Seeing Ming Yangzi like this, Liu Qinghuan felt sour in her heart. She rushed over and held the old hands, kneeling on the ground: "Master, the unworthy disciple is back!"