Dust roots [comprehension]

Who?

Where are you hiding?

Lu Tingyun woke up in an instant, plummeted from the cloud, and crashed into his own body with a bang.

When his consciousness returned to the altar, Lu Tingyun opened his eyes, and the white aura was raging in his eyes like a sword light.

The pain from the widening of the meridians is still going on, and the promotion has not yet been completed. He seems to feel that his whole body has been torn into thin pieces. Only by constantly absorbing spiritual power can he glue himself together.

The calm spiritual power raged again, the wind howled in the courtyard, and the robes of the monks sitting upright were blown violently.

There was no other sound in the courtyard except the sound of the wind.

The world Lu Tingyun saw was different from the usual ones. The gust of wind wrinkled the lotus ponds, rolled up the mist of petals, everyone's faces were blurred, but Lu Tingyun could clearly see the "Qi" on their bodies.

Bai Jian, who has just started practicing qi, is the weakest, and the red clothes protecting him are extremely strong. The qi mechanism on the body of the cultivator at the transformation stage is already connected with the heaven and the earth, and it is so bright that it cannot be gazed upon.

The Yue Nv sitting on the side has different levels of cultivation, ranging from Qi training to Jindan.

The plants and trees in the courtyard are also covered with weak "Qi", and those Qi are flickering and extinguishing in the strong wind, like a swinging candle, which is a stubborn struggle against the sky.

At this moment, if Lu Tingyun realized something, it was the first time that he realized the words "all beings are equal".

While feeling emotional, Lu Tingyun felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Turning his gaze, he stopped moving on Song Huaichen.

All living beings have qi, and Song Huaichen is no exception, but the qi around him remains motionless in the wind, like a stubborn rock, almost blending with the surrounding scenery, Lu Tingyun almost didn't see him.

"You... are not Nascent Soul."

Song Huaichen concentrated on protecting Lu Tingyun, and suddenly a cold hand grabbed his wrist, he was shocked by the ice, and saw Lu Tingyun from the side of his head.

The sword cultivator in white hadn't made it to the next level, and this move caused the spiritual storm to become chaotic.

Song Huaichen held him down with the other hand: "Concentrate!"

Lu Tingyun's next sentence came out at the same time: "Who sealed your cultivation?"

In Lu Tingyun's eyes, Song Huaichen's aura was extremely strong, even better than Zhu Yi's, but this aura was surrounded by an invisible mask, and he could only shrink into a ball in aggrieved.

The qi was so thick that it filled the cover completely without leaving any gaps, not even squeezing out the space for the qi to flow, so it looked like a lifeless hard stone at first glance.

The air that Song Huaichen was imprisoned was so strong that it was shocking, as if once the confinement was broken, he would rush out like an explosion, blowing Song Huaichen, who was wrapped in it, into ashes wherever he passed.

Song Huaichen saw obvious anger in Lu Tingyun's eyes, he didn't know how Lu Tingyun could see that something was wrong with him, and he didn't know why a monk who was at the juncture of promotion came to care about him.

But the feeling of being cared for is not bad, a warm current gushes out from the bottom of my heart, as if it can water a world full of flowers and grass.

Song Huaichen pressed Lu Tingyun harder: "It's me."

Lu Tingyun frowned, partly because of the pain in his body, partly because he couldn't figure it out, imprisoning your cultivation is not to cover up your cultivation, the latter will not change your real realm, while the former... the current Song Huaichen really can only display the Nascent Soul Strength: "I don't understand."

When Huang Yaoshi asked Song Huaichen why his cultivation base was lowered, Song Huaichen replied that his cultivation base hadn't been lowered. At that time, Lu Tingyun was immersed in the shock of their high cultivation base and didn't think deeply about it. Now it seems that the problem is more complicated than he imagined.

Song Huaichen noticed that the hands holding him were shaking. The monks in the advanced stage should not be so close to other monks. The Qi in a monk's body is mysterious and mysterious. If you are not careful, you will affect each other.Just like Bai Jian was influenced by Lu Tingyun, at this moment Song Huaichen could clearly feel that the storm of Lu Tingyun's promotion was taking his breath away bit by bit.

"Advancement with peace of mind." Song Huaichen didn't believe that Lu Tingyun didn't notice, and wanted to push people away with force.

But Lu Tingyun didn't know why he was going crazy, he clung to him and didn't let go: "Why?" He even felt that Song Huaichen had lied, "You didn't seal it yourself, who is it?"

Lu Tingyun felt that Song Huaichen, not to mention defending the person who sealed his cultivation, made Baiyi Jianxiu very unhappy with this recognition.He recalled that the sudden change in the other party's state came after he returned to Sonotian to live in the world, but the monks who went with him at that time were all with him, Lu Tingyun.

"Is there anyone else in Gui Yuantian Juli? What did you exchange in Gui Yuantian Juli?"

A purple thunder swam through the depths of the cloud, and the muffled rumble made Zhu Yi suddenly raise his head.

"Baby Thunder?!"

Lei is going for Song Huaichen, but he is already a Nascent Soul, so what kind of baby is there? !

Song Huaichen was also watching, of course he didn't recognize that it was Jie Yinglei, but Zhu Yi yelled out, so he naturally knew.

He was cultivated in Yuanying, but there was no Yuanying in his body. Who knew what the lightning strike would look like, the light in the cloud flickered, Song Huaichen forcibly opened Lu Tingyun's fingers: "Stay away."

His tone was calm, but his eyebrows and eyes were raised. Lu Tingyun was shocked by his momentum for a moment, and was just pushed away.

Zi Lei suddenly fell, hitting Song Huaichen directly!

With a bang, three feet of floating dust was stirred up on the ground, blocking everyone's sight in an instant.

To Song Huaichen, the power of Jieying Lei was nothing to fear, but it was like Huang Yaoshi's poison.

Song Huaichen could only feel his internal organs churning, and the inner sea where the spiritual energy and true essence gathered set off shocking waves, which seemed to be falling apart.

The Inner Sea is where the monks of the Ten Continents are based. If there is a problem here, it is really life-threatening.

The purple thunder penetrated into the inner sea, struck on the huge wave of spiritual liquid, and smashed the huge wave in an instant.

It stands to reason that Yuanying Lei shouldn't have such power, but in the severe pain, Song Huaichen really didn't have the strength to think about why.

The shattered huge waves spread out to both sides, forming a vortex in the center. The vortex rotates and compresses the spiritual liquid. In the deepest part, the spiritual liquid droplets gather and gradually become a solid golden bead.

The golden bead looked very familiar, Song Huaichen knew it, it was a golden pill.

Yuanyinglei created a golden pill?

Song Huaichen wanted to laugh, but couldn't even move the corners of his mouth.

The earth-shattering movement in the Inner Sea has touched the prohibition of the seal cultivation base. The power from the Wuxiang Temple competes with the Heavenly Dao, neither of which can be tolerated by the body of a monk. Song Huaichen's spiritual power is completely messed up. Don't lie down on your own.

The cultivation system of Wuxiang Hall and Overseas Ten Continents is the same, and both are based on ten ranks, but there are distinctions between major ten ranks and minor ten ranks.Song Huaichen had never touched the golden elixir, the golden bead came from himself, but he couldn't control it.

The golden elixir was extremely lively. After it took shape, it flew out of the vortex and hit the restriction of Wuxiang Temple. Song Huaichen mobilized the spiritual power to protect the body randomly, but the severe pain still could not be relieved in the slightest.

But inexplicably, even though he was dazzled by the pain, he still had the heart to look at Lu Tingyun, to see that monk who did not know when he had finished his promotion was standing not far away and looking at him, but he didn't dare to come over when he wanted to.

I don't know when the promotion will end?

A gleam of clarity flashed across Song Huaichen's chaotic mind.

How long has it been?How many thunderstorms did he get?

Jin Dan jumped again, Song Huaichen felt tightness in his chest and almost vomited blood.

Wuxiang Temple's prohibition failed to stop it this time, causing the golden ball to jump out.

Leaving the confinement, Jin Dan cheered happily, and Song Huaichen finally felt a ray of connection between himself and it.Then he watched the bead swell in a circle, gradually giving birth to five sense organs and four limbs in the purple thunder light, and it became like a baby.

The baby took shape, breathed green air from its mouth, but failed to open its eyes.

Song Huaichen clearly felt his connection with it, and realized that he couldn't go any further.

The baby's eyes could not be opened.

Even if Neihai opened up his dantian, he still couldn't produce a real Nascent Soul.

The thunderclouds dissipated and the sky returned to light.

Song Huaichen couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or pain that crushed his shoulders.

The purple qi that was supposed to be sent to the Yuanying monk did not appear, and everyone present knew that Song Huaichen had failed.

Only Lu Tingyun was present.

Three days have passed.

There is absolutely no good word to spread about a Nascent Soul being struck by the infant lightning.Zhu Yi took away the Yue girl early, Huang Yaoshi erected the barrier again, and avoided it himself.

Only Lu Tingyun stubbornly stayed.

"Someone has to watch him." Jianxiu, who urgently needed to consolidate his realm, said to Huang Yaoshi who persuaded him to leave, "When I advanced to the late stage of Jindan, I vaguely saw your unusual cultivation." Song Huaichen's realm, realized that he might not be as simple as a disciple of the Hermit School, "Now it's the Yuanying Thunder that fell down, I know more than you."

The annoyance he concealed from Song Huaichen when he was promoted has been replaced by worry. Lu Tingyun is a monk here, so he can naturally see that Song Huaichen's promotion is very difficult, and the possibility of failure is much greater than success.

He really failed.

The purple qi has not yet arrived, but fortunately nothing happened to anyone. It seems that she has a fake baby. The realm is above the golden core and below the Yuanying, so it is neither awkward nor awkward.

"Brother Song." Lu Tingyun stretched out his hand to help Song Huaichen, feeling the man's body was stiff and trembling slightly.

Lu Tingyun is very familiar with it, this is a state where one is overtired, and if one moves a little, the whole body will fall limp.

Cultivators are promoted and suffer, and the corresponding rewards are also great, but the premise is that you have to succeed in the promotion.

Lu Tingyun pulled his hand, and Song Huaichen fell to him powerlessly. He pulled him onto his body and patted the other person's back to comfort him: "Brother Song... Huaichen, it's fine."

Song Huaichen took a deep breath, trying to get up from him, but he really didn't have the strength for a while.

He failed to advance to the rank, and he was depressed, but he was inexplicably satisfied.It's been a long time, and I haven't been able to let myself be decadent for a while like this when I'm weak.

Jianxiu, who had successfully advanced to the late stage of Jindan, was very warm, with a kind of vitality that was completely opposite to the guy who failed to advance.

Song Huaichen let himself lean on Lu Tingyun for a while, gathered some strength, and managed to prop himself up: "Okay, I'm not as fragile as you think, go and strengthen your realm."