On the Importance of Chinese Characters

Zhuang Yunzhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, and took a pill of wound medicine. The medicine gently penetrated into his somewhat damaged meridians, suppressing the faint pain.

The source crystal covered the bed, Zhuang Yunzhou quickly adjusted his breath to the best state, then pushed open the door, and walked out quietly.

After a sleepless night, when Tongzi went out the next morning, Zhuang Yunzhou just came back from the outside, and his hair was still full of vegetation and moisture.

"Senior brother Zhuang, where have you been?" the little boy asked in surprise.

"I got up early today and went for a walk in the outer city." Zhuang Yunzhou smiled gently.

"Hey, Senior Brother Fang and Senior Brother slept in separate rooms yesterday." Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Tongzi nodded understandingly, "If you are not used to it, you will easily suffer from insomnia. If there is any misunderstanding between the two Senior Brothers, you can resolve it as soon as possible. It's all written in the scriptures, and the cold war between monks can easily let others take advantage of it."

Zhuang Yunzhou patted Tongzi on the head: "Tongzi, my relationship with your brother Fang is not what you think. We are just friends."

"Impossible, life stone..." Tongzi reflexively wanted to refute.

"What lifestone?" Fang Qiling just walked out from inside.

Zhuang Yunzhou quickly interrupted Tongzi's words: "It's nothing. Tongzi, if you have something to do, go out quickly."

The young boy looked at Zhuang Yunzhou and Fang Qiling and felt more and more that there was something wrong between them, but Zhuang Yunzhou looked over firmly with some pleas in his eyes, and Tongzi finally left without saying a word.

Fang Qiling narrowed his eyes and looked at the running back of Tongzi, and said with a smile, "What did you just say?"

"It's just chatting." Zhuang Yunzhou replied calmly, and then seemed to think of something, smiled, "By the way, there was news from Uncle Yang last night that someone had completed the mission of the magic sea spirit that I released. I need the one in Qihai Pharmacist's hand."

"It's better to save a fetish like Sanyue Mengvine to save lives."

Fang Qiling was very surprised, always felt that the news came by a bit too coincidental, but Zhuang Yunzhou had no reason to lie to him.

Zhuang Yunzhou avoided his probing eyes: "The three elixirs have been obtained, and I am going to leave for the palace today. What do you think, Brother Qiling?"

Fang Qiling naturally had no opinion.

After packing his bags, Zhuang Yunzhou bid farewell to Yaosan, and before leaving, he handed him a Yuanbao: "Uncle Yao, I'll take care of you for the past few days."

Yao San looked at the source pattern on the source treasure, and said in surprise, "This is...it's too precious!"

"You are a pharmacist, I think you should be able to use this Genesis Technique." Zhuang Yunzhou pursed his lips, "I rubbed it myself, so don't dislike it for its low level."

Rubbing by myself!Still not high level? !This is a Level [-] Origin Treasure!

Yao San's pupils dilated for a moment, realizing for the first time that this nephew whom he took care of for Yang Changming's sake might be a monstrous existence during the rubbing.He suddenly thought, how old is Zhuang Yunzhou this year?It seems that he is only 30 years old?

hiss--

Yao San took a breath, looked at Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes, and said slowly: "This is a great gift. Nephew, wait a moment." He got up, went to the medicine room in person, took a few bottles of top-quality wound medicine, And all the elixirs for warming and nourishing the consciousness, put them back in a storage bag and gave them to Zhuang Yunzhou, "Keep these away. There are my new recovery elixirs inside."

From Yao San's point of view, compared with those wound medicines, probably these recovery pills would be more to his liking.

Zhuang Yunzhou picked it up, and the three of them gave another salute, and then got into the car.

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Baopu Palace Yangyao Peak

"Nephew Zhuang is back?" Yang Changming came out of the medicine refining room after receiving the boy's report, and was even more surprised when he saw Fang Qiling. He casually glanced at him and greeted, "Is this Nephew Fang? It’s been more than six years since we saw each other.”

"This is Uncle Yang." Zhuang Yunzhou knew that he couldn't remember anything, so he introduced him.

Fang Qiling saluted respectfully, and called someone: "Uncle Yang."

"Nephew Fang, this is..." Yang Changming felt something was wrong.

"Brother Qi Ling was injured by the dark power of the Xiong Xing Clan, and his memory has some problems. He can't remember anyone. This time the nephew came here, one is for Wuji crossing the sea pill, and the other is to invite the uncle Give brother Qiling a diagnosis and treatment." Zhuang Yunzhou said solemnly.

Although Yao San is also a great pharmacist, he is not one of his own after all.Without my own cooperation, it would be very dangerous to venture into such a sensitive place as the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Even if he had expelled the dark power in Fang Qiling's head that day, he had never explored half of his Sea of ​​Consciousness.After Fang Qiling woke up, because of his status, Zhuang Yunzhou never suggested that Yao San should treat Fang Qiling again.

Yao San has always thought that the name 'Fang Qiling' was just a pseudonym to avoid concealing Mu Yun's identity, and he didn't know that Fang Qiling was also a member of Baopu Palace.

Zhuang Yunzhou was always very careful with Fang Qiling.

"The power of darkness? Lost memory?!" Yang Changming raised his brows and beckoned Fang Qiling to go over. Yuanli went through his mind carefully and found nothing wrong, "There is nothing wrong with the head .”

He pondered for a while, then raised his eyes: "I have to see your sea of ​​consciousness, don't resist."

Want to see the sea of ​​consciousness?Fang Qiling looked at Zhuang Yunzhou reflexively. He forgot about Baopu Palace. Although he knew intellectually that this was his uncle, he couldn't trust him so quickly in his heart.

Zhuang Yunzhou nodded at him, stepped forward and stood beside him, putting his hands on his shoulders to comfort him silently.

Yang Changming saw this scene in his eyes and smiled: "What? Can't you trust Master?"

"Um, no." How could Fang Qiling admit it, he found a reason, "I know the wall of the sea is broken, and the wind in the sea is a bit strong. I'm worried about hurting my uncle."

Yang Changming sneered, laughing at his unfounded worries: "Hehe, nephew, it's just you... um, the eighth floor of the main realm of the Great Mansion?"

Six years ago, it seemed that Jingbo's apprentices hadn't even reached the small city master's realm, right?Yang Changming scratched his hair in doubt, wondering if there was something wrong with his memory. Could it be that this kid was actually the Palace Master Realm six years ago?

That's not right!This kid was only 21 years old six years ago, and the aptitude of the 21-year-old Little Palace Master is so heaven-defying, it is impossible for him not to remember!

Is it true that someone has soared all the way in six years, from a few levels of Yuanli to the eighth level of the main realm of the Great Palace?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Yang Changming laughed at his whimsy, did he remember correctly?I must have misremembered.

But he glanced at Fang Qiling again, and still couldn't help but wonder in his heart, did he really remember it wrong?

After thinking for a long time, Yang Changming, who couldn't believe the real answer, put away the complicated thoughts in his head, refocused his attention on Fang Qiling's amnesia, and laughed twice: "It doesn't matter, although your strength is not low, but for your teacher Uncle, I'm still a little tender. Don't worry, you know that the wind in the sea can't hurt me."

Fang Qiling nodded, and finally added a sentence: "I'm bothering you, uncle, be careful, uncle."

"It's okay." Yang Changming smiled confidently, put one hand between Fang Qiling's eyebrows, and poked in with a trace of spiritual thought.

This is also the first time that Yang Changming has penetrated his divine sense into the sea of ​​consciousness of a person whose wall of the sea of ​​consciousness has been broken, so he is very curious.He only felt that his divine sense had entered a section of the tunnel. Although it was different from Sea of ​​Consciousness Square, it seemed to be not dangerous.

Smiling, Yang Changming casually drove his divine sense forward. His spiritual consciousness had reached the fourth intermediate stage out of five.In his opinion, Fang Qiling's worry was too unnecessary, let alone the Palace Master Realm, so what if it was the Little Lord Realm?Still can't do nothing...

The overwhelming wind in Fang Qi's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness whirled crazily, and the strength of the force turned from an invisible wind to a solid wind. Yang Changming only had time to see the cold light in the sky, and there was a sharp pain in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was instantly shredded by the wind.

Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The severe pain hit without warning, and Yang Changming couldn't help but let out a miserable cry in his head!

"Oh!" Yang Changshou, who refused to lose face in front of the two juniors, tried his best to suppress the scream of pain rushing to his throat. The pale face suddenly opened his eyes, left Fang Qiling's eyebrows with his hand, and faced two The face that came over laughed dryly twice, and said, "Haha, nephew, the wind in your sea of ​​consciousness is a bit strong."

Even though Yang Changming said that, in his heart he was so horrified that he scolded his mother: God is a bit big!Is it just a little big? !Who knows that the wind in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is so strong that it can turn fiction into reality! ! !

At this point, Yang Changming's face has become extremely serious, and he already feels that something is wrong at this moment. The wind in Master Fang's sea of ​​consciousness is so strong that the power of his consciousness is definitely not in the general state of the master of the palace. After all, The wind in the sea of ​​consciousness has always grown along with the power of the consciousness.

He had a guess that maybe Fang Qiling's spiritual power didn't need to be weaker than himself.

If this guess is made out, no one will believe it, because the idea is too crazy.

But Gangfeng will not lie.Yang Changming recalled the scene he saw just now, and he still has lingering fears.

Without the protection of the Sea of ​​Consciousness Square, Fang Qiling has been enduring the extreme pain of this kind of wind and refining the gods, but he can bear it without going crazy. How strong is his willpower?

madman!The people on Shouzhuo Peak are indeed madmen!Yang Changming couldn't help cursing viciously in his heart, but in addition to being horrified, he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of admiration and cherishing talent.

"Let's do it again." Yang Changming's eyes were like burning flames. He has been aroused a lot of interest now. What's more, he wants to push Fang Qiling to see how far he can go. .

Fang Qiling nodded and closed his eyes.Yang Changming solemnly pasted the entire bracelet on his forehead, and a strong spiritual thought entered Fang Qiling's sea of ​​consciousness.

This investigation takes an hour.

Zhuang Yunzhou watched Yang Changming's face gradually turn pale, and beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, and his heart was also up and down, feeling very uneasy.

Suddenly, Yang Changming withdrew his palm abruptly, "Deng Deng" took two steps back, let out a breath, and opened his eyes.

"Uncle, are you alright?" Zhuang Yunzhou hurriedly reached out to help.

Yang Changming panted twice, and waved his hands: "It's okay, I just consume a lot of spiritual consciousness." In fact, it's not only a little big, but also terribly painful, but Yang Changming didn't want to look too delicate in front of the younger generation, so he just Did not say.

After adjusting his breath a little, Yang Changming said in a deep voice, "Qi Ling's amnesia has nothing to do with the power of dark evil."

"It's the blood mist of the vast sea. I don't know how he brought the blood mist of the vast sea out of the blood pool, but his divine sense is now divided into two parts, most of which are used to trap the blood mist of the vast sea. I I think it is to prevent the blood mist from completely eroding my sanity."

"Mr. Nephew Fang is very smart. He has been using the Sea of ​​Consciousness Wind to wipe away the blood mist. When the blood mist completely dissipates, his memory should be restored." Yang Changming said.

"However, after all, he is a person with a broken sea of ​​consciousness. Although the wind made his spiritual sense more solid, it actually left him with a lot of hidden wounds. If this continues for a long time, it will definitely not work."

"If you want to keep growing, Master Nephew Fang's current physical strength is not enough."