Boss, do you think I look like a dish?

"No need. When he is well, we won't stay here as grave guards anymore. The world is full of prosperity and brilliance. We want to go out and have a look."

"Well, it's good to go out for a walk, in fact, the human world is quite interesting."

Coming out of Tang Yuan's cemetery, Xia Chen and Ye Feng returned to the lake. It was already night, and the silver plate was hanging in the night sky. The passage over there?"

"Mmm." Ye Feng's thoughts had already drifted elsewhere, he didn't understand Xia Chen's question and simply replied "Mm".

"Let's go back. I suddenly disappeared. Brother Fu should be so worried that he can't even eat."

When the two returned home, Fuming was fighting with the roasted chicken at the table, and the strong aroma of roasted chicken filled the whole house.

"Xiao Xia, you're back!" Fuming held up a chicken leg, still greeting Xia Chen with his mouth full of oil.

"Brother Fu, I think I really underestimated you." Xia Chen stepped forward and patted Fuming on the shoulder, "I want to inform you that you are not allowed to eat chicken for the next month. If I find out that you steal Eat it, and I will deduct the pill for Brother Wei."

Shocked by the words of getting up suddenly, Fuming hiccupped, "Why?"

"Think to yourself, and enjoy your last delicious roast chicken meal of the month."

"Why don't you let the fox eat the chicken, Xiaoxia, you are depriving a fox of its lifelong hobby!"

Going back to his room, he took out the dragon scale and put it in the Qiankun bag. The dragon scale shrank to the size of a fish scale when it left Tang Xiaolong's hands.Xia Chen sat at the table and silently wrote down all the contents of the last few pages of "82 Injury Spectrum". It was quickly torn up and burned by Tang Yuan, but he had already memorized all the above content at that time, and now the pen was moving rapidly on the paper, and he perfectly copied the content on the injury score.

Ye Feng went to the bathroom to take a shower first, and when he came out, he saw Xia Chen still writing at the desk, "What are you busy with?"

Xia Chen asked Ye Feng to watch it together, "Do you know "82 Injury Spectrum"?"

"I've never heard of it." Ye Feng looked closely at the picture Xia Chen drew on the paper, "What is this?"

Xia Chen spread out several sheets of paper in order, "Tang Yuan showed me, and the content contained cases and prescriptions for healing various monsters, and such words were written on the last few pages." He memorized the words written in the book Read it again for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened, only to hear Xia Chen continue, "That book looks like a veterinary textbook on the surface, but I didn't expect such a thing to be hidden in the book specially for the treatment of demons. See if these routes of spiritual power can help you."

"It's useless, the spiritual power circulation route in my body is completely different from this one."

Xia Chen nodded, "Is it only the spirit body that can be used? I thought it had other secrets."

"You can try it. I'll be with you. If you have any accidents, I'll interrupt you as soon as possible."

"Okay, then I'll try." Xia Chen walked to the bed, took off his shoes and got on the bed, sitting cross-legged.

The picture of the human body emerged in his mind, and the points similar to acupuncture points flashed in his mind. Xia Chen pushed the spiritual power to swim along these points in the body, and the spiritual power gradually gathered, forming a small river from a stream. The small river becomes a big river, and the big river grows into a raging river. The spiritual power in the body gathers more and more, and moves forward unimpeded in the body.

Xia Chen suddenly entered the state of sedation, and the spiritual energy around him kept rushing outwards, and Ye Feng quickly covered him with a barrier to isolate the continuous leaking spiritual energy.

After strengthening the barrier, Ye Feng immediately sat down beside him and began to practice. The moment Ye Feng closed his eyes, the scattered spiritual power actually formed a vague figure beside Xia Chen. The ambiguous shape is not stable, it disperses and gathers in the air, and it stabilizes after several times. The figure circles around the two of them, watching curiously, and then suddenly disappears into the air as if losing interest.

The two of them spent the whole night in practice. This kind of practice is commonplace for Ye Feng. It has been several years since he opened his eyes after concentrating on the practice. Even more than ten years of experience are like sneezing. As far as Chen is concerned, this is the first time for him to practice this kind of practice.

And the result of the practice surprised him greatly, "I seem to be different from before, the spiritual power in my body seems... well, how should I put it, it seems that it was originally a brook, but now it has become a brook."