soul repair

This day is the day when the panacea is distributed at the end of the month.

Guan Lingdao didn't know anything about receiving the pill for the first time, so he lined up like other disciples. When it was time for him to receive the pill, the disciple picked out a golden one from dozens of pills and handed it to him. Guan Ling thanked him took away.

He was looking down at his elixir curiously, when a disciple next to him whispered: "Your one is the worst in color, have you seen it, there are some small black spots on the surface, eating too much is not good for your health .They saw that you were young and new, so they deliberately gave you the worst."

Guan Lingdao didn't speak, but the disciple said in a low voice, "I told you kindly, go and exchange with them."

"Thank you for the reminder." Guan Lingdao looked at the pill over and over, put it away in his clothes, "I don't need to change it, this one is fine."

The man clicked his tongue: "Seeing that you are quite courageous, I thought you could make a fuss, but it turns out that you are afraid of standing out."

Guan Lingdao didn't speak.

He couldn't cultivate, even if he got a good pill, it would be a waste, why should he fight for his leisure?

If Shi Knocking heard about this kind of thing, he might fight for him, and even sue Ji Qingyan for him.Everyone thought that he would be the one who would cause trouble to others, but in fact he felt that he was easy to get along with, even if he suffered a little loss, it would be fine.

It's not because he has a good heart. The most important question is, does he have any position to compete with others?

Just one month is enough for him to understand that although the Shangqing Palace is big, his own world is still so small.In the world of cultivating immortals, the spiritual roots are all destroyed, just like a horse with a broken leg, no matter how hard it struggles, no matter how brave it is, it is still a useless person.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's not that he doesn't dare, it's that it's really meaningless.

"The progress of my cultivation base in the past two years is far worse than ten years ago, and I have not been able to form a pill yet."

"Your cultivation is already considered the highest among us, why are you complaining?"

"What is a high cultivation level? It's not as good as your aptitude." The disciple looked at Guan Lingdao again, "I still don't know what kind of spiritual root you are."

"I'm a three spirit root."

Sanlinggen is of medium aptitude, and he will not be able to match him after ten years of practice.The disciple didn't care about it after hearing this, and continued to chat about cultivation with other disciples.Saying it is complaining is nothing more than testing each other and flattering each other by the way.

"Have you heard? Someone from Shuixingmen has formed pills recently, and the sect gave him an unknown number of pills and spirit stones."

"Being able to form alchemy in this situation must be due to extremely rare aptitude. Last month, Twilight Palace issued a notice that if someone can form alchemy, they will be given five thousand spirit stones and five hundred pills."

"It's really itchy."

Guan Lingdao seemed to be forgotten, stood aside and listened for a while, then walked out the door without making a sound.A disciple stopped him: "Where are you going?"

Guan Lingdao looked back at him: "It's getting late, I'm going back to bed."

"Then you can sweep the floor before you go, it's been dirty for a day." After the man finished speaking, he continued to talk to other disciples, "For things like cultivation, talent first determines half of it, and the rest depends on it." Luck and chance."

Guan Lingdao picked up the broom and paddled on the ground, but a disobedient branch ran out from the broom and kept hitting his legs.Guan Lingdao stroked it a few times, but the branch was still protruding outwards, and he couldn't stroke it smoothly.Guan Lingdao's face gradually darkened: "What's so special about you that you want to be different from other branches? Other branches can sweep the floor, what can you do?"

After standing there in a state of anxiety, Guan Lingdao didn't want to sweep the floor anymore, so he put the broom against the wall and went out the door.The night was already pitch black, and he didn't want to go back to his room even when he was in a bad mood, so he headed straight for the several mountain peaks behind.

Some things, no matter how you think about it, are hard to let go.

He can listen to the soul, which is of great use to the Shangqing Palace and the world of cultivating immortals, but it is of no benefit to himself.Even if the soul cultivator is dead and the world of cultivating immortals is restored to its former glory, he still has all his spiritual roots destroyed and cannot practice.

His ability to listen to the soul has been making wedding clothes for others from the beginning to the end.It's not that he doesn't want to share his worries about the Shangqing Palace, but he also wants to practice, and he also wants to go straight up regardless of his care, and he also wants to stand at the height of Ji Qingyan and see all the small mountains.

Human nature is selfish, and he also has a natural desire to override others.

Unknowingly, he flew into the mountains, Guan Lingdao randomly found a peak and landed, a white light appeared in his hand, and he walked slowly on the dark mountain road.These days, he walked several mountains while no one was paying attention, and saw a lot of ruins, but after walking for a long time, Guan Lingdao realized that he seemed to have never been here before.

Something seemed to be stuck to the sole of the foot, Guan Lingdao grabbed it casually, and there was a blood-red centipede on his palm, stabbing his fingertips fiercely.Guan Lingdao was so angry that he didn't know who he had offended today, so he shook the centipede away with a cold face, and quickly walked to the mountain stream to wash his hands.

After a few steps, the centipede's poison started to kick in. Guan Lingdao was so hot that he threw his head into the stream.This is the most common mountain centipede. It has some cultivation due to absorbing the spiritual energy in the mountain, but its toxicity is not strong, and it will disappear in half an hour.

The stream was cool, and Guan Lingdao's head gradually felt better, but his body was still hot and uncomfortable.He couldn't control much anymore, he took off his clothes casually and threw them on the shore, and jumped into the water.

The sole of his foot seemed to be stepping on something hard, and he twisted his ankle, Guan Lingdao could almost hear the sound of bones being dislocated.The heat wave on his body and the pain in his ankle were mixed together, Guan Lingdao was so angry that he lost his temper, he supported the stone on the shore and said softly: "I know, isn't it just bad luck today, if there is any bad luck, let's all come together .”

When Ji Qingyan bathed, there was a burst of fragrance, and the valley was quiet and peaceful.When he takes a bath, he has to be bitten by centipedes, and stones are crushed, so he will not be allowed to live in peace.

Guan Lingdao held his breath, buried his head in the water, walked on tiptoes, and suddenly stepped on something cold and hard.Today's luck was too bad, Guan Lingdao didn't expect to step on anything good, just as he was about to move away slowly, his foot suddenly felt a pain, as if he had been pinched severely by something.

Guan Lingdao suddenly poked his head out of the water, his face was livid, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the thing on the bottom of the foot.The thing was very heavy, Guan Lingdao ruthlessly threw it onto the bank, and it fell to the ground with a clang.It was a dark box with a black water scorpion crawling on it, showing its teeth and claws.

Guan Lingdao landed on the shore naked, put on his pants, threw the water scorpion off the box, and looked down at the wound on his big toe.

It was so cruel, the wound was so deep, and blood flowed everywhere.

The black box seems to be made of black iron, it is simple and has no lines, lying quietly on the shore.Due to the age, or being injured by something in the past, a corner of the box was broken, and the outer barrier had already been broken.

Guan Lingdao frowned, reached out and opened the box, and a group of small water scorpions came out of it.Guan Lingdao patiently watched them run past his legs, one of them lost its way, and he put its tail on the bank.

Inside it was still a black box, smaller, well preserved, and unremarkable in appearance.

Guan Lingdao didn't expect to encounter any adventures, but he didn't know what was going on, his heart beat faster, he didn't dare to close his eyes, and opened the black box lightly.There was a tingling between the fingers, and a light blue light glowed around the box, but it slowly subsided.No matter what enchantment has a time limit, the older it is, the easier it is to break the enchantment.

Inside the box lay a book with a dark blue cover, with four words written neatly: Luohun Zhenjue.

This is really interesting, is there really any good luck today?

Guan Lingdao knew that his spiritual root was ruined, but he still couldn't restrain the slight agitation in his heart, and immediately turned to the first page carefully.

A few words jumped into my eyes.

[This is a set of soul repair techniques]

Guan Lingdao's breathing stopped slightly.

[Those who practice this technique should first find out if they have a soul-cultivating body.Lift Qi Dantian...] Guan Lingdao immediately closed the book and slowly narrowed his eyes.What's going on, how could there be soul cultivation techniques in the mountains after the Qing Dynasty?There used to be soul cultivators here?

He moved his fingers, knowing that he might be going wrong step by step, but he couldn't help but open the book.

【…Hold the spirit stone in your hand, let your mind go, close your five senses, and let the spirit flow through your body.Don't look, don't listen, don't touch, don't smell, don't taste, and you can still feel the movement around you, only then can you have the body of soul cultivation...] This Guan Lingdao doesn't even need to be tried, he has been like this since he was a child.

[Before practicing soul art, use soul energy to open up the meridians and acupoints in the body, and then you can start practicing.Soul qi is different from spiritual qi, as time goes by and the body is unfavorable, it needs to be channeled by Daoxiu every three to five years...] God, even let Daoxiu help to channel it, isn't that looking for death?

Guan Lingdao was upset, flipped through the book, and put the book into a black box.Suddenly, his movements stopped, he took out the book again, and turned to the side he had just seen.

[It's not difficult to get started in soul cultivation, but it's difficult to achieve great success.Five people in the world have the body of soul cultivation, but only those who listen to the soul are respected.Taoism cultivates the root of the heavenly spirit, and soul cultivation can listen to the soul. Those who enter this Tao must remember. 】Guan Lingdao's face was gloomy, and he was feeling complicated and uncomfortable.

He never imagined that he was a useless person on the way of Taoism cultivation, but he had a rare body of soul cultivation.Dao cultivates the heavenly spirit root, and soul cultivation can listen to the soul. He turned out to be a heavenly spirit root in soul cultivation.

Holding the book tightly in his hand, Guan Lingdao frowned for a long time, put the book back in the black box, found a secluded place, and let the box sink into the bottom of the water again.

What is he thinking, soul cultivation under Ji Qingyan's nose, don't you want to live anymore?

Is all this a dream?

After walking in the mountains in the middle of the night, the sky turned white unknowingly, Guan Lingdao didn't think that he hadn't slept all night, and galloped to his residence.

Before entering the door, he saw a man in dark green clothes standing at his door from a distance.He didn't know what happened again, so he flew down and stood in front of Song Guzhui: "Deacon Song came early in the morning, did you have something to do with me?"

Song Gu chased, "Where have you been? The Lord of the Third Palace asked you to come with me." Before Guan Lingdao could speak, he turned and walked forward.

Guan Lingdao felt guilty for some reason, followed him and asked, "What happened?"

"There are soul cultivators appearing nearby. Sangong is mainly going out, let me take you out together." Song Guzhui turned to look at him, "What's wrong with you, your face is green and pale, and you haven't slept?"

Guan Lingdao suppressed the emotion that he couldn't tell what it was: "I've slept, I just went out for a stroll."