Attunement into fine rules

If an ordinary person fell from such a high place, he would have died long ago.

Fortunately, both Er Zhuang and Lin Xia have undergone genetic modification, and their physical strength is much higher than that of ordinary people, and they still have a sigh of relief.

And as long as he keeps his breath, Wei Yuan can bring people back from the death line.

Two moments later, Er Zhuang was able to drink milk in Wei Yuan's room with a cup in his hand, Lichen even took a bath and changed his clothes for him.

Seeing his clean, fairy-like appearance now, it would never have occurred to him that his life was hanging by a thread two quarters ago.

Linxia seemed to be frightened, she put her long neck on Wei Yuan's knee and rubbed it back and forth, humming softly.

Wei Yuan touched it comfortingly from time to time.

Lichen and Wei Lang and Wei Hu were at the side at this time, there was a lot of commotion just now, seeing his playmate was injured, the twins and nanny also came over at this time, surrounding Er Zhuang.

Feng Baoer worried: "Brother Er Zhuang, how do you feel?"

"It's all right." Er Zhuang smiled, "Don't worry."

Fairy Feng patted her chest: "I was scared to death just now."

"It's just fine, today I made three shrimp noodles and ice cream cakes to eat, so as to calm us down." Wei Hu comforted by the side.

As soon as Linxia heard the word "eat", she immediately regained her spirits, lifted her long neck from Wei Yuan's lap, and uttered loudly "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" towards Wei Hu, as if to say——

Don't forget my share.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

"By the way, what happened to make you and Linxia fall from the sky?" Seeing that Er Zhuang's mood had stabilized, Wei Yuan asked.

When he was treating Er Zhuang and Lin Xia just now, he found that they were not only injured from falls, but also had many scrapes and scratches.

Who knew that Er Zhuang heard Wei Yuan's question, lowered his eyes to look at the milk in the cup, closed his mouth, and was unwilling to answer.

After a while, he hesitated and said from the throat: "It just... accidentally fell."

Wei Yuan knew that there must be something wrong with it, but the child had just been seriously injured, and since he didn't want to talk about it, it was inconvenient for him to continue asking.

Immediately afterwards, we had lunch together again, and then we broke up.

At the beginning, everyone except Wei Yuan was still eating Bigu Dan.

However, after eating for a month or two, smelling the smell of food from the kitchen every day, and staring at those cute and sweet snacks, even Feng Baoer, who has always been obedient and sensible, and just needs to practice, is unwilling to eat bigu again Dan.

It is really a "crime" thing to make children greedy every day.

Wei Yuan has been verified in Wei Lang's body. The so-called "primary Taoism" is actually the most optimal arrangement of genes. As long as some adjustments are made to Feng Baoer's genes, no matter whether she eats Bigu Pill or not, she will be fine. affect future practice.

Therefore, during this period of time, everyone cut off the Bigu Pill and turned to eating fireworks, even those few noble ladies and gentlemen were no exception.

After more than two months of training, the ladies and gentlemen can already do some work. Wei Yuan has opened ten acres of land nearby, and they help take care of the crops and fruit every day.

Jinlin followed Wei Hu there to clean up the dishes. For more than two months, he mingled with everyone every day. Sometimes he went to Wei Hu's to help cook, and sometimes he and Lichen cleaned up the housework. Unlike before, he couldn't see the young master for several days. Also began to gradually understand Wei Yuan——

The young master is actually very talkative to the people around him.

"My lord, sometimes the servant really feels that he is useless. Even Er Zhuang, a child, is stronger than the servant." Jin Lin mentioned intentionally or unintentionally while cleaning up the dishes, "There is also Wei Lang, who can make me feel better." It is enviable that water freezes into ice."

"If you want to become stronger, it's not too much trouble just like us." Wei Hu looked at Wei Yuan, "Is that right, young master?"

While drinking osmanthus tea, Wei Yuan nodded his head, as a sign of agreement.

From Jicheng to now, Jinlin has been with him for so long, he is meticulous and thoughtful in his work, never makes any mistakes, and is very useful in every aspect.

Now that he has something to ask for, he is not stingy with fulfilling the other party.

"It's just that if you want to become like Wei Lang, it will be a little painful." Wei Hu frowned thickly, "Oh, I think it's better to forget it."

"My servant is not afraid of pain." Jin Lin quickly replied, afraid that Wei Yuan might be mistaken.

"How about this, first let Wei Hu show you the Qi Refining Book, and talk to Wei Hu about this in your spare time." Wei Yuan thought for a while and replied, "We'll talk about it later."

If you want to leapfrog and advance to refine qi, it is not enough to endure pain alone.

After transforming into the "Primary Dao Body", you still need to do enough preparatory work to understand the operation of the meridians during cultivation, and how to induce qi to refine yourself.

Otherwise, a large amount of spiritual energy will be poured into the body at that time, and if you don't know anything, your body will only be smashed into pieces by those crazy energies.

The reason why Wei Lang succeeded was also because when he and Wei Hu were in the imperial city, he and Wei Hu were pondering over the books on qi refining every day, discussing and confirming the results with each other.

Then Wei Yuan looked at Wei Hu: "You don't have to be too afraid of the pain, Wei Lang has no experience for the first time, if you try again, it shouldn't be like that."

A wave of people came from his side every seven days. Except for the first time, there were one or two hundred people each time, and not all of them were monks who wanted to break through. Up to now, more than a thousand monks had collected the spiritual root realm.

He already has the data on the first floor of the Qi refining period.

From Wei Yuan's point of view, aura is actually a kind of energy, infiltrating it can certainly nourish the body and mind, but if you consume too much at once, it will go berserk, and become a sharp weapon to cut bones and marrow.

Suddenly ascending to the second level of Qi refining, the meridians and bones will be soaked and rolled by a large amount of spiritual energy in a short period of time, it will indeed be painful, but the first level must be much gentler.

"This...then I'll try it out when I get a chance." Wei Hu was a little moved after hearing this, "Master, you must stay with me from beginning to end!"

"Don't worry." Wei Yuan smiled.

After Wei Hu and Jin Lin packed up their dishes and left, Wei Yuan drank a cup of tea and left it at the usual time for a nap, but today he didn't sleep.

The base of his index finger, whose joints are clearly carved out of jade, is now surrounded by a bright yellow storage ring, which contains all kinds of good things.

Upgrading to a higher realm first means prolonging lifespan. For many monks, it is tantamount to surviving a desperate situation. The monks who have listened to the qin music here feel that they are deeply favored by him, and they regard him as a teacher and as a reborn parent.

Cultivators all pay attention to a Taoist heart, and each sect pursues different ways. The Buddhist sect talks about forgiveness of cause and effect, the Confucian school talks about entering the world and practicing virtue, the Buddhist school talks about weighing and restraining, and the Xiaoyaomen talks about doing what the heart wants...the list goes on and on.

For the cultivators of this sect, kindness must be repaid, hatred must be repaid, and only then can the mind of the Tao be unimpeded and stagnant, and advance vigorously and bravely on the road.

Many people made promises to be driven by Wei Yuan. For example, the real Bian, the wood spirit root, now often runs to Wei Yuan's side to help grow plant seeds.

Therefore, in just over two months, Wei Yuan had harvested seven stubbles of rice, and now the rice has evolved to yield seven to eight thousand catties per mu. The "Green Fat Rice" is fragrant and tangy, but also contains gentle aura.

There are also many people who offer precious treasures as rewards, such as the three "traceable incense sticks" in front of them.

This was sent to Wei Yuan by a monk who had formed an alchemy afterwards. It is said that this monk accidentally obtained it in a secret realm many years ago.

Because this item is rare and expensive, and it is a consumable item, the monk did not say anything after getting it, and kept it at the bottom of the box for decades, reluctant to use it.

Wei Yuan picked up a "Tracing the Origin Incense" and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the case.

I saw that it was as thick as a thumb and as long as a chopstick. It had a muddy yellow color and was unremarkable.

Er Zhuang's blood-stained clothes were at hand, and they were riddled with holes. Wei Yuan snipped off a piece with scissors, and lit the incense stick.

Faint smoke rose up, and Wei Yuan held a piece of bloody cloth and shook it lightly on the rising smoke.

Suddenly, some sparks from the fragrant head splashed on the bloody cloth, and then a light blue flame rose from the ground, swallowing the cloth instantly.

This flame is not real, Wei Yuan's fingertips didn't even feel the slightest bit of heat.

At the moment when the light blue flame rose, Wei Yuan saw himself flying above the blue sky, and the vast sea of ​​clouds receded quickly, and Er Zhuang's cheerful laughter came from his ears: "Hahaha, Linxia, ​​fly faster, fly faster !"

Now he borrows Er Zhuang's eyes to recall what happened.

He saw Er Zhuang arrive at the outer gate, landed in front of a green brick courtyard, jumped off the crane's back and said briskly: "Mr. Song, Mr. Ming, I'm back to see you!"

"Brother Min, Shuan Zhu, Li Qing...do you see what I brought you?" Er Zhuang called his former partner's name with great interest while pushing open the door.

I haven't seen you for more than two months, and I really miss you.

Er Zhuang used to live here in a collective dormitory. Eight boys lived in one room, between the ages of five and ten. At this moment, he saw all the boys there with sad faces and white cloth bands on their arms. .

There was no bedding on brother Min's bed, it was empty.

"You are here." Mr. Song resisted his sorrow, stood up tremblingly, and said to Er Zhuang, "Brother Min has gone, he was buried not long ago, I will take you to burn incense for him."

"How, how is it possible?" Er Zhuang couldn't believe it when he heard this.

Brother Min is the oldest and most sensible among them. He looks good and is good at reading.It is said that my father is a scholar in the county, and usually there are children who can't keep up with the culture class, but whenever he asks Brother Min, he always answers patiently.

Shuan Zhu choked with sobs and said beside him: "Fortunately, Er Zhuang, you went to Fushan before, otherwise, you would be more beautiful than Brother Min, and you would be the one who died."

"Shut up!" Mr. Ming listened, and cast a sideways glance at Shuan Zhu, who sniffed and dared not speak further.

After offering incense to Brother Min, Er Zhuang divided the gift among his husband and his friends. Seeing the heavy and oppressive atmosphere, everyone was unwilling to tell him the cause of Brother Min's death, so they planned to go back first.

Unexpectedly, when Mr. Song, Mr. Ming and a group of friends sent Er Zhuang to the gate, Er Zhuang had just stepped on the back of the crane when he saw a man wearing a crown of gold thread and pearls, wearing a suit that was impenetrable to water and fire, and kept at a constant temperature in all seasons. Yu Jian flew over to Yu Jian, a young man dressed like a prince in the world.

As soon as he saw Er Zhuang, the young man's eyes lit up, and he said to Mr. Song and Ming: "I just said, come and have a look at Brother Min for the last time. It's not in vain to make friends. I didn't expect you two old things , actually hid a treasure!"