Attunement into fine rules

So on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Dong Zhenren came to Fushan where Wei Yuan was located, stepping on a flash of sword light, wearing a crown of carved gold and pearls on his head, and wearing a shark gauze dress.

Dong Zhenren looked around when the sword light fell, and saw the moon shadow swaying here, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, the climate is cool and pleasant, it is really a beautiful scenery.

A tall and straight young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes came to meet him. After saluting, he said, "My son is waiting in the forest. Please come to the real person."

Dong Zhenren took a look at the young man, feeling a little regretful in his heart, the one who came to greet him was not that cute little boy named Yuxue.

I thought I was going to die at that blow, and it would be fine if I gave up thinking about it, but when I heard that I was saved by the second son of Wei, I felt itchy again.

"In this case, you lead the way."

Dong Zhenren raised his chin to Wei Lang and said proudly.

Stepping on the bright moonlight, Wei Lang and Dong Zhenren came to the sweet-scented osmanthus forest one after the other, the soles of their shoes stepped on the branches, leaves and stamens, making rustling sounds from time to time.

When I came to a place where the trees were sparse, the area was obviously cleaned and tidied up. There were stone table cases and root-carved chairs, and the branches of osmanthus trees around were dotted with large and small night pearls, which just complemented the bright moon in the sky. Interesting.

The rumored Young Master Wei Er was sitting in front of the table, wearing a light blue shirt, and his black hair was simply tied up in a bun with a wooden hairpin. Looking from a distance, his skin was like ice and snow, and his skin was so weak that he couldn't bear the clothes. feel.

As if hearing his footsteps, Young Master Wei raised his eyes and glanced at him.

When the four eyes meet, I only feel that the second son of Wei's eyes are clear and penetrating, which seems to be able to capture people's hearts and souls, and Dong Zhenren's eyes are in a trance for a moment.

And behind Young Master Wei, stood a stunning maidservant, and his little darlings who had been thinking about him day and night.

Seeing Young Master Wei, Dong Zhenren couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.

It's a pity that they didn't meet at the right time, if the other party could be five or six years younger, then he would have a good time in his own cave no matter what.

Walking to the stone table and sitting down, Zhenren Dong grinned and said, "Master Wei Er invited me here to enjoy the moon and have a banquet, why didn't you see drinks and food served?"

"I have heard a lot of rumors about you. It is said that you have a good cook with you."

After the cultivator completes Qi refining, the "Primary Dao Body" is formed, and the spiritual power circulates continuously in the sky, and even the Bigu Dan does not need to be eaten to maintain the needs of survival.

But after this stage, without being bound by external objects, eating five grains, vegetables, meat, and drinking alcohol will no longer affect the practice, but become an elegant pleasure.

"Dinner are you talking about? We have already used it." Wei Yuan said.

"No wine and no feast, then why did you ask me to come here?" Dong Zhenren pulled his face.

Could it be that he still wants to stand up for the little servant boy?

The Second Young Master Wei didn't look at him, and he didn't ask who his father was, maybe he found the wrong person? !

"Kill you." Wei Yuan replied.

The tone is clear and shallow, but firm as a rock.

After listening to Wei Yuan's answer, Dong Zhenren couldn't help being shocked——

Kill him?

By the way, although this Second Young Master Wei is a mortal, there are thousands of monks who have received his favor, so it is hard to guarantee that there is not one or two killers hidden around him.

Although mortals can only use spells and spiritual pets, and the rest of the spiritual weapons, road tools and magic weapons are basically unable to be activated due to lack of spiritual power, but he can't gamble his life.

Turning his mind at will, Dong Zhenren immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist, threw it on the ground, and said viciously to Wei Yuan: "Our beam is knotted, just wait!"

He planned to fly away and go back to his father for a long-term plan.

Who would have thought that the sword at his waist that his father had searched all over the world forged for him, and that the sword that he was born to practice, fell to the ground like ordinary iron, and hit a stone on the ground, making a bang bang bang, rolling fell to the side.

Wei Lang stretched out his toes, picked up the long sword and held it in his hand.

In the reflection of the tree full of pearls, I only felt the cold light coming towards my face, my hair was shaking, and this sword had a faint sense of resistance to me, so I couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!"

Seeing this, Zhenren Dong subconsciously patted the storage bag on his waist, wanting to take out his Taoist weapon, but felt that the spiritual sense could not penetrate into it, and he was horrified.

"You, what sorcery did you use?" He pointed at Wei Yuan with tearing eyes, trembling uncontrollably all over his body.

At this point, the matter has completely escaped Dong Zhenren's common sense and control.

"It turns out that if you lose your spiritual root, you really won't be able to mobilize the spiritual energy in your body anymore." Wei Yuan sat on the chair carved with wooden roots, propped his cheek with his fingers, and blinked at Dong Zhenren.

"No, it's impossible!" Dong Zhenren shouted incredulously, "Among the monks, I heard that the sea of ​​consciousness in the Zifu was destroyed, but the spiritual root is something invisible and intangible, it is a gift from heaven, and it exists with the body. May be destroyed?!"

While shouting, he rushed towards Wei Yuan, wanting to catch Wei Yuan on the opposite side first.

Since he can't escape, and can't use the Taoist magic charm, then Young Master Wei Er, who is close at hand and looks weak at first glance, will be his best hostage!

It's a pity that as soon as Dong Zhenren made a move, he felt a strong force coming from his shoulder, and he was pushed back on the seat again, unable to move.

He turned his head to look, and saw the stunning servant girl who was standing behind the Second Young Master Wei, her two slender hands were like two iron hoops, pressing on his shoulders respectively, and she was looking at him with cold eyes. Own.

Lichen is actually a very soft-hearted woman, but she is also a mother.

It was the person in front of her who almost killed Er Zhuang, and she would never forgive him.

Immediately afterwards Dong Zhenren was in a trance again, suddenly felt a burst of severe pain in his body, and couldn't help but shouted to the sky——

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

His entire face, the exposed back of his hands, and his neck were deformed, and there seemed to be countless live earthworms writhing and writhing under his skin, as if cut by a thousand knives.

"I heard that you are at the second level of Jindan." Wei Yuan's leisurely voice came from my ear, as if it was far away in the sky, but also seemed to be close in front of me, "It turns out that if you fall to the first level, you will become like this."

"I don't dare to let you go down to a higher level, otherwise the spiritual energy will go berserk, and you, a real Golden Core, will be in trouble if you explode your Golden Core here."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Young Master Wei! I was wrong!! Really wrong!!!" Dong Zhenren's eyeballs protruded half an inch from their sockets in pain, and blood slowly oozed out from the burst pores. He had never been hurt since he was born. This pain was comparable to Ling Chi, and he began to hiss and beg for mercy, "I'm sorry little fairy boy, I shouldn't have done that, I'm not as good as a pig or a dog, Master Wei Er, please spare me, please spare my life!! !"

"You begged me to spare you here, but you never spared those innocent children." Wei Yuan frowned, "However, I have a way to make you less painful."

"You are in such a shape, because your body has fallen to a layer, and you can't carry the spiritual power of the golden core. As long as you cut out the golden core, you should feel much better."

Although Dong Zhenren is a golden elixir, but because of such a father, his journey went smoothly. Even the golden elixir Lei Jie relied on spiritual weapons and piled up a lot of charms, and he didn't suffer much.

Right now the pain is too hard to bear, and things that are easily obtained are often not cherished. He clearly knows that Wei Yuan caused him to be in such a situation, but he still looks at Wei Yuan with those protruding, bloodshot eyes, trembling. Said: "Really, really?"

Wei Yuan didn't bother to answer, so he waved his hand.

Wei Lang stepped forward and stabbed Dong Zhenren's lower abdomen into Zifu with a sword.

After practicing and studying for this period of time, Wei Lang was very familiar with the body structure of a monk. After stirring it a little, he saw a blood-stained golden pill the size of a quail egg. Gululu rolled out from the wound and stretched out his hand He took it and held it in the palm of his hand.

Compared to the uncontrollable aura all over his body, which seemed to be cut in pieces by a thousand knives, Wei Lang's sword was extremely gentle, and Dong Zhenren didn't even feel much.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?" Wei Yuan looked at Dong Zhenren and smiled.

"Really, it doesn't hurt anymore." Dong Zhenren's rolling and twisting meridians under the skin slowly calmed down. Seeing Wei Yuan smiling at him, he couldn't help but return a flattering smile.

"Wei Lang, let's go." Then Wei Yuan turned his eyes away and ordered.

"Yes, young master." Wei Lang went over to pick up Wei Yuan, put him on the wheelchair next to him, and didn't even look at Dong Zhenren again.

Although Lichen and Er Zhuang were still unwilling, they gave up and followed Wei Yuan.

Only Dong Zhenren was left lying alone under the mottled shadow of the tree, panting desperately, feeling a little unbelievable in his heart——

Didn't you mean to kill him?This, this let him go?

Young Master Wei Er, this Young Master Wei Er... is really an idiot, hahahahaha! ! !

Even if you can't use Taoism tools to pass on the letter, but he hasn't returned all night, my father will definitely come to look for it, and then you and your servants will definitely die without a place to bury you! ! !

He still didn't believe that his spiritual root had been taken away, it must be some kind of barrier technique that Young Master Wei Er used to prevent him from driving the flying sword and opening the storage bag.

And what is it if the golden core is dissected?With the ability of his father, he will definitely be able to reshape the golden core for him...

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly saw that the originally smooth skin of his hands was slowly shriveling like leaves that had lost moisture.

Thinking it was an illusion, Dong Zhenren hastily crawled forward a few steps, came to the brightest area illuminated by the night pearl, stretched his hands in front of his eyes, and let out the last mournful cry of his life.

Those hands are now shriveled and disfigured, with patches of gray-black age spots appearing on them, and the skin is loose and collapsed.

He fell to the ground with his hands raised, his jet-black hair turned dull white, his face sunken quickly, and finally turned into a skeleton wrapped in shark gauze.

A hundred years ago, Elder Fu Yi took thousands of wives and concubines in the mortal world and gave birth to tens of thousands of children.

And the lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years.

What's more, Dong Zhenren's golden core was dissected, and the vitality in his body was exhausted. The backlash of this time is even more severe.

……

Wei Lang pushed Wei Yuan, walked out of the sweet-scented osmanthus forest with Lichen Erzhuang, and came to another hill.

The top of the mountain is covered with bowl-sized white epiphyllum, swaying under the moonlight, jade-clear and ice-clear.

People say that it is short-lived, but after Wei Yuan's genetic modification and the meticulous care of the real person surnamed Bian, although they still maintain the habit of closing their petals during the day, they will always bloom every night and remain undefeated in all seasons.

Since the flower only blooms at night, the nearby bees also changed their habits.

I saw a bee lying on the stamens and collecting honey stamens with its mouthparts, and the petals were slowly covered with a layer of frost.

As the bee withdrew its mouthpiece and fluttered its wings away, the layer of frost dissipated in an instant.