[Rebirth] Spiritual Medium of Cultivation of Immortals

While Nie Xichen waited for the reply, he leaned against the window and recited the mantra, holding a scroll in his hand, and recited it word by word seriously: "Madam's spirit is so clear, but her heart disturbs her; her heart is so quiet, but her desire to Pull it. I can often let go of my desires, and my heart will be quiet; I will clear my heart, and...and..." His dark eyes dimmed, and Nie Yuchen felt bad, it was really bad, and he couldn't remember what happened next.

Shen Ling's voice came: "Clarify one's heart, and the spirit is self-cleaning; naturally the six desires are not born, and the three poisons are eliminated." He said half helplessly and half jokingly, "You have recited this passage all morning, and you haven't remembered it yet. , why is your memory so bad?"

Nie Xichen: "..."

Nie Xichen didn't hold his breath, and said unhappily: "Shen Ling, don't bully me because of your talent. You also know that the way of heaven is reincarnation. Maybe one day I will meet the opportunity. The blocked spiritual consciousness will be opened, and the blocked spiritual consciousness will be opened. The meridian is also smooth, and then don't blame me for bullying you in turn!"

Shen Ling: "..."

Nie Xichen ignored Shen Ling and continued to recite seriously.

Shen Ling noticed Nie Xichen's seriousness, and couldn't help but feel distressed. At this age, when he was full of vigor, those juniors ran around with wooden swords every day, skipped morning class, and went to dig out bird nests on trees. He has encountered several times about going into the grass to catch crickets.This Nie Xichen is really hardworking when he is still reciting after morning class.

Nie Xichen was endorsing a book, Shen Ling was idle and bored, so he lazily borrowed a ray of Nie Xichen's consciousness to look around, this room was extremely simple, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that Qiangu Jianmen was so dilapidated In this place, although the utensils in the room are complete, they are all aged. Shen Ling swept one object, and Shen Ling exclaimed in surprise: "Ji Lingcao?"

Nie Xichen naturally heard Shen Ling's shout, and asked suspiciously, "What is the Spirit Grass?"

Shen Ling said: "The spirit grass you put by the window is the spirit grass!"

Nie Xichen raised his eyes and took the spiritual herb that looked very ordinary but had fat leaves, and said, "This?"

Shen Ling nodded, and said: "Spirit-chilling grass is the best herb to strengthen the root of the spirit, but there are very few places suitable for the growth of the spirit-kissing grass, so the output is also small, and it is quite precious. It’s really wasteful, the scorching sun will destroy its medicinal properties.” Suddenly remembering something, Shen Ling asked, “Can you find other spirit-dipping herbs?”

Nie Xichen had no idea that this unattractive grass would have such an effect, "Yes... But are you really sure that this is the spirit-receiving grass? There is a large area of ​​this grass in the back mountain."

Shen Ling: "..." Why does he feel uncertain...

Shen Ling re-identified it again and again, it was indeed Jilingcao, the large area that Nie Xichen mentioned might be some other grasses that looked similar to Jilingcao, and Nie Xichen couldn't tell the difference due to his lack of experience.

Shen Ling said again: "You try to absorb the aura of the spirit-drawing grass, it should help purify the messy spiritual roots in your body."

Nie Xichen: "I have eaten this kind of grass for several years."

Shen Ling: "..."

Nie Xichen said seriously, "The stalks of this kind of grass are very sweet, and I eat them as snacks when I get hungry." He still didn't quite believe Shen Ling, "Are you sure it's really Chiling grass? "

Shen Ling took a long breath, calmed down, and said, "Your method of use is wrong. Put the spirit-taking grass into the incense burner and burn it, meditate with the burning aroma, absorb the spiritual energy in the grass into the meridians, absorb The spiritual energy of the spirit grass itself is extremely pure and will help you purify the messy spirit energy. If you absorb the spirit-draining grass every five days, it only takes three months to change the double spiritual root into a single spiritual root. However, the two spiritual roots in your body themselves There is a difference between strength and weakness, and the Spirit Grass can only help you sweep away the weak spiritual roots." These are not the point, the point is that even the rich and famous in the Nine Heavens Continent can hardly get the Spirit Grass that can be used for three consecutive months , its preciousness can be seen.

Remembering what Nie Xichen said about the large area behind the mountain, Shen Ling felt that it was necessary to identify it for himself.

On the one hand, Nie Xichen hated Shen Ling because of the events of his previous life, so naturally he would not trust him easily at the moment; .However, he followed Shen Ling's suggestion and stored the Ji Ling grass in a cooler place so that the grass leaves would not wither.

At this moment, Shen Ling suddenly felt his soul shake, as if something had reacted unconsciously, and immediately sat cross-legged in Nie Xichen's sea of ​​consciousness, urging his true energy to swim away, and all the remaining true energy circulated However, Shen Ling devoted himself to consolidating his soul, but unexpectedly, Nie Xichen's forehead showed a touch of silver again, with it as the center, a layer of true energy as thin as a cicada's wing wrapped Nie Xichen in its entirety.

Nie Xichen felt that his body became inexplicably hot, and his breathing was also a little short. He didn't know what Shen Ling had done in his sea of ​​consciousness. Being absorbed into the meridians by Nie Xichen, as his original true energy began to circulate, back and forth...

When he opened his eyes again, it was a quarter before Xu time, and Nie Xichen felt extremely refreshed. Looking inside, the foundation he had built was even more solid, and he had already broken through to the middle stage of foundation building!

He spent so long in the early years without success in foundation establishment, and now he has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment in just two days, leaning against the window, looking up at the dim yellow sky, and secretly said: "It's really strange, why is the second senior brother still standing still?" No reply to my letter."

What is even more strange is that the news of Shen Ling's death has not yet been handed down.

In the previous life, the death of Shen Ling plunged the entire Qiangu Sword Sect into deep sorrow. That night, the death knell rang, and Bai Fan, the real coach, hung in front of the Caiwei Pavilion for more than a month, and then he could not retreat. It was discovered that Xichen and Shen Ling's souls were entangled together, and the real Qinggu went out with grief to capture Nie Xichen who had fallen into the devil's way.

"Shen Ling." There were too many changes, so Nie Xichen decided to communicate with Shen Ling. He called Shen Ling a few times in the sea of ​​​​knowledge but did not get a response. He looked at the time again, and it was almost evening class time, so Nie Xichen had to tidy up. He took off his clothes and hurried out.

Tonight is the martial arts class. Nie Xichen is practicing sword art with a wooden sword in his hand. He is quite handy when he draws and withdraws the sword. It's over.

Their Ding and other disciples were of low status, and they had to clean the courtyards every day after evening classes. Chen Heng came in like a whirlwind.

Ding and other disciples are all of poor aptitude, and in Qiangu Jianmen, they just learned a way to practice Qi to prolong their lifespan. Chen Heng is in charge of these disciples, and he treats these Ding and other disciples on weekdays. The job is passed on to other disciples.

Today's Chen Heng came in with his head down, and when he raised his face in front of the crowd, they were shocked.

This one was beaten, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, it was simply horrible.

There was a young man who couldn't help laughing, and Chen Heng cursed in embarrassment and anger: "What are you laughing at! Seeing that senior brother was beaten, you are still laughing like this!" His eyes widened, and his fierce eyes fell on Nie Xichen. body, wishing to burn a hole in Nie Xichen's body.

Nie Xichen sensed Chen Heng's anger, and his face was still normal. He stood there quietly holding a broom that was almost as tall as him.

Pretend!

Chen Heng looked at him and snorted coldly, although it was really ugly for an adult to have trouble with a ten-year-old child, but he really couldn't swallow this bad breath!

It's all the fault of that brat Yao An!Taking advantage of the twilight, put him in a bag and beat him hard, thinking he wouldn't recognize Yao An?The disciples in his Zigui Pavilion all have a faint fragrance of incense!Since he, Yao An, came to stand up for Nie Xichen, he had to take his anger back on Nie Xichen.

Heh heh, the injustice has its head and the debt has its owner, isn't that the truth?

Chen Heng's eyes were about to burst into flames when he stared at Nie Xichen, but Nie Xichen just stood there with a straight face, motionless, and silently recited the sword formula in his heart.Seeing his appearance, Chen Heng became more and more annoyed, rolled his eyeballs, and snorted coldly: "Nie Xichen, you are late for evening class today, and senior brother will punish you to clean the entire room in Wangchuan Peak! Did you hear me!"

Nie Xichen: "..."

Seeing that Nie Xichen did not answer, Chen Heng said angrily: "Did you hear what senior brother told you!"

Nie Xichen looked up at Chen Heng calmly: "I'm not late."

Chen Heng stared angrily: "How dare you talk back! Brother says you are late, you are late!"

Nie Xichen: "All the disciples here can attest that I am not late."

Those disciples looked at me and looked at you without saying a word. Chen Heng was responsible for distributing the spirit stones and spirit grass from his hair, but he was a person who could not afford to offend.

Nie Xichen gritted his teeth, as if he had a stubborn temper, the clay figurines were still somewhat rustic, he was exhausted to death for a ten-year-old boy who had to clean the entire Wangchuan Peak!

"I'm not late."

"You, you... really owe a lesson!" Seeing that the other party's back was straight, Chen Heng became angry immediately, grabbed the scabbard and used the hilt as the blade, and threw it at Nie Xichen.

There was a bang, and the eastern sky suddenly became dark green, and the long sword that Chen Heng dropped was suspended in the air, and everyone looked up at the vision in the sky in a daze.

The rest of the disciples were all trembling in shock, unable to utter a word.

But Nie Xichen was not timid, he just felt familiar with the green color.

At this moment, the green slashed down like a thunderbolt, and it was only in front of my eyes that I realized it was a green flying sword.

With a clear sound from Cen De, the flying sword body buzzed, and the sword energy surged, sending Chen Heng, who was in a daze, about to raise his hand to hit someone, flying out alive!

Pu Chi spat out a mouthful of blood, and Chen Heng passed out.

"Senior brother!" The other disciples turned pale in shock and hurriedly avoided, only Nie Xichen stood in the middle, looking at Feijian in confusion.

"This, this is Shen Ling's flying sword - Duckweed?"

As soon as the whispered words fell, another ray of white light fell from the sky, it was Huo Bai who was rushing over while stepping on the flying sword.

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