Improper stepping stone for men

"What kind of medicine did Master give to the parent and child just now?" Li Qinghan tried to divert his embarrassment with a question, "I have never heard of any beauty pill that can have such a miraculous effect."

"It's not a beauty pill," Yang Yan shook his head slightly, and said, "it's a regeneration pill."

"What?" Li Qinghan jumped up in shock, "It is said that even if you lose your breath, as long as you don't exceed twelve hours, you can revive a monk, and your physique can instantly return to the peak period?"

It's no wonder that not only her appearance has recovered, but also the serious ailments in her body have disappeared. The toxins that tortured her before are all gone, and her body is even better than when she was cultivated before.

"Obviously the rumors are wrong," Yang Yan said disappointedly, "Your meridian and dantian have not recovered, it seems that you have to find another way."

Li Qinghan: "..."

In fact, it’s not that the legend is wrong. The function of regenerating Marumoto is to repair the damage of the body. If it can even repair the damaged dantian and meridians, it would be too heaven-defying.

Looking at the newly released master's expression of "this medicine is too useless", she was too embarrassed to say that it was a waste to use such a precious medicine on her body, and she always felt a little bit suspected of being cheap and being obedient .

Yang Yan didn't care about her thoughts, seeing that her body recovered and could withstand the flight, she raised her hand and swept up with a wave of true energy, and sacrificed the flying sword to bring her to the sky.

The wilderness of the Land of Thousands of Miles is nothing to monks in the stage of transforming gods. It took Li Qinghan half a year to escape from the place, and now he is brought by his master, and it only took a cup of tea. left behind.

Yang Yan didn't stop, and led her disciples along the way, and waited until they arrived at a relatively prosperous cultivation city, then she lifted her collar and lowered the cloud head.

"Master, can you change your posture next time and don't hold the disciple's collar?" Li Qinghan followed behind him, and waited for him to settle down in the largest inn in the city before he said coyly.

She knew that she shouldn't be ignorant of good and evil, she was lucky that Master was willing to accept the useless, no matter how he treated her, she should bear it.

But being carried like this was not good-looking on the one hand, and it was really uncomfortable on the other, so after much hesitation, she still had the courage to mention it.

"There will be no next time," Yang Yan glanced at her, and said, "If you want to ask me to help you jump off the flying sword, what's the use of your cultivation?"

Li Qinghan was stunned for a moment before he realized it, he was pleasantly surprised but couldn't believe it: "Master has a way to restore the disciple's dantian and meridians?"

Yang Yan had already checked her injuries on the road, and he had a rough idea, so he nodded slightly in her expectant eyes, and then he didn't hold back, and directly talked about his own solution.

Meridians and dantian are extremely important for monks. The former is used to absorb the aura that exists between the heaven and the earth. The wider it is, the faster it can absorb it. The qualifications mentioned in the cultivation world are judged based on this.

The latter is used to store the aura that is brought into the body. The stronger the cultivation, the higher the level of cultivation. When it accumulates to a certain level, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change. After practicing Qi to the peak and breaking through the realm, the foundation will be built. The dantian is a hundred times wider, and of course it can hold more aura A hundred times, so under normal circumstances, a monk in the Qi training period will definitely not be able to beat the foundation building period.

When the foundation is reached to the peak and the golden elixir is formed, not only does it contain a hundred times more aura, but it is also more pure. When it is tempered to the extreme and produces the Nascent Soul, the monk is equivalent to an extra life.

As long as the Nascent Soul is not destroyed and the consciousness is not extinguished, one can abandon the physical body and use the Nascent Soul to practice, but without the filter of the meridians, directly absorbing the spiritual energy will easily cause confusion, so few people who practice this way can go long.

To sum up, the meridians and dantian are both extremely important for monks, and both are indispensable, but Li Qinghan's neither is intact.

The meridians have shrunk as thin as a hair, and the dantian has been broken by external force, and now it is like a bottomless bucket, with so much going in and out, there is not even a little water left at the bottom.

But Yang Yan has his own way, even in a world without aura, he can help the old emperor break through the boundary wall of the world with the power of merit. Now this small world has a decent aura, and he can completely cultivate and ascend by himself.

If the meridians are not good, then use the flesh and blood to absorb the spiritual energy, if the dantian is not good, then don’t use the dantian. Yang Yan taught the cultivation method of the big disciples, and directly practiced his whole body as a nascent soul.

As an important female supporting role, Li Qinghan's comprehension is not low. He understood after listening to the teacher several times, his eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't wait to try it.

At this time, the benefits of being guided by the master came to light. Yang Yan watched over her and helped her find a new path in less than a day.

The apprentice started to absorb spiritual energy after entering meditation, Yang Yan set up several protective formations for her, and then left the room.

It has only been three months since he cheated to death, and there are still many people talking about what happened in Taishangzong that day, and they can get the news they want to know without asking him.

Hearing that even though he didn't go crazy like the original owner and killed the sect's disciples, the crime of cultivating demons was still placed on him by his good disciple, Yang Yan smiled instead of anger.

This incident did not exceed his expectations, no matter whether it was Yiming Zhenzun or Yuanqing Zhenjun, the woman was already dazzled because of Lou Yuzhen.

One who lost her cold, arrogant and aloof temperament, and protected her like an eyeball, even if she lowered her self-worth to compare herself with the younger generation, she would not hesitate to care about her; a master who was so jealous that she saved his life and gave him the highest honor can be cruelly framed.

It's not surprising that they did anything, as for the reputation and prestige of the sect, in their hearts, even Lou Yuzhen's fingernails can't compare with it.

Yang Yan thinks that the book only talks about one woman and nine men living happily together, what happened in the following three realms, whether they succeeded in ascension but did not mention it, she feels more and more that the things in it are not simple.

As long as someone is really manipulating it, sooner or later there will be a day when the fox's tail will be exposed. He is not in a hurry, he casually glanced at the few people who were wantonly insulting the former Supreme Sect Master, got up and left the restaurant.

***

It was late at night, but the Zuixian Tower was still very lively.

Just listening to the name, one would think that this place sells wine, but any monk who has lived in Spring Spring City for a period of time knows that it is not the wine that makes the immortals intoxicated here, but the beauties.

The beauties are not ordinary beauties. The women in the Drunken Immortal Building all have cultivation bases, but their cultivation is not for ascension to immortality, but for the cultivation of the skill of the cauldron for the monks who come to enjoy themselves.

If you are lucky, you may meet a "beloved person" and be taken away from this man-eating place, but most of the women who serve as furnaces have only one end in the end, that is, they are harvested until their bodies are damaged and their spiritual roots are exhausted and die.

By this time, all the former beauties are haggard, dozens of years older than their actual age, so thin that only a handful of dry bones remain, and there is no trace of beauty. Those monks who pursue them will fall in love with other beauties in a blink of an eye.

The backyard ascends to the Immortal Tower, whose name contains every monk's good expectations for himself, but in fact it is specially used to house the remains of these women who have been harvested to death.

On this day, three women with gray hair and wrinkled faces were carried into the building, two of them had died completely, and the other one could only see the slight rise and fall of his chest after a long time, and it seemed that he couldn't stand it. How long.

"It's a pity, Fang'er is so beautiful. I thought someone would be willing to redeem her, but it ended up like this." Lifting the three of them onto the plank bed, one of the men sighed as he looked at the woman who was still struggling to breathe. Take a breath.

"What's the use of being good?" The other man sneered, "The temper stinks like a rock, which man can bear it?"

"I heard that the reason why she was sent here is because of her bad temper. She has already suffered a loss and still doesn't know how to repent. This result is also her own fault."

"If you love her dearly, why didn't you think of a way to redeem her? Now that everyone is almost gone, I feel regretful. What's the matter, do you regret it?"

"Don't talk nonsense here, if the host heard it, I still have my life?" The man who sighed at first said nervously, "I'm just talking nonsense for nothing, how can I feel distressed or not?"

"Which one can come in is not a beauty. Do I have to feel sorry for everyone in the past? After everything is done, let's go, this place is gloomy."

The other person didn't say anything more, the two chatted about the gossip around them, closed the door and left with a smile, the three women who died tragically at a young age didn't stir up any ripples in their hearts, because it was already commonplace.

They thought that even if Fang'er was still panting, she might have lost her mind, so they didn't avoid it at all when talking, but they didn't know that after the two left, a tear slipped from the corner of the woman's eye, along the wrinkles His skin dripped into his dry hair.

She knows that her strong character is not attractive, but if she is not like this, how can she protect herself and grow up with her younger brother in that cannibalistic family?

It's just that she never expected that she tried her best to protect him, and tried every means to help him eliminate his opponent, and supported him to sit firmly in the position of young landlord.

Just because he couldn't get used to Lou Yuzhen flirting with him while flirting with him, he impulsively slapped her across the face, so he locked her in the bone and sent her to this disgusting place, to torture her to death .

She would rather treat her like this to an enemy in the family who hated her so much, even if it was done by a ruthless biological father, she would feel better and wouldn't hate her as much as she does now.

The hatred in my heart became stronger and stronger, but my body became weaker and weaker.

Tianfang was unwilling to die in such a miserable way, she wanted to survive, and only by living could she have a chance of revenge. She wanted to make Zhou Tianhua regret treating her like this, and wanted justice for herself.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the hatred is, it can't overcome the weakness of the body. Her eyes are wide open, she is almost bleeding from hatred, and her breathing is still gradually weak.

"I hate it so much!"

These three words came out of her teeth, and she finally swallowed unwillingly.