Woke up and found myself a legend

Fan Hongxi didn't expect that the black shadow who said he was going to lead him into the Dao path didn't even know the spiritual root, so he couldn't help but keep silent.He thought for a while, and explained: "Spiritual roots are the qualifications for cultivation. People with spiritual roots range from one to five spiritual roots, and a few spiritual roots are the most. Speed ​​and quality. If you don’t have spiritual roots, you will be blocked by the Dao, there is absolutely no possibility, and the kid has no spiritual roots.”

This is the first time Tao Yu has heard this kind of statement. In his knowledge, all creatures in the wilderness do not have such a thing as spiritual roots, and the qualifications of the road depend on many factors such as physique, understanding, and chance.

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know what the spiritual root was, so he had to say: "Here, what I look at is not the spiritual root, but the Taoist body. As a pure and empty Taoist body that is rare to see in the wild, you are a Taoist cultivator." Top qualification."

Fan Hongxi just smiled, then clasped his hands to the black figure in front of him again, and asked, "Then Senior Tao wants to pass down the exercises?"

Gongfa?

Tao Yu stared again, what technique?

Fan Hongxi saw that the black shadow was silent again, and Tao Yu's words about the prehistoric times flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help asking tentatively, "Isn't senior Tao a person from the ancient prehistoric times?"

Tao Yu was puzzled: "What is the ancient prehistoric? Isn't it prehistoric now?"

Fan Hongxi replied: "Since the god of water, Gonggong, angered Mount Buzhou countless years ago, the pillars of heaven were broken, and the dimension of the earth was wiped out, the Great Desolation fell apart. Even though Emperor Wa smelted stones to mend the sky, the Great Desolation in ancient times was still collapsed into countless fragments and rebuilt Different worlds, big and small, have been formed..."

Before Fan Hongxi finished speaking, the black shadow in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he fell into the darkness again.The person on the bed frowned unconsciously, rolled his eyes slightly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

It turned out that Tao Yu was so shocked that he disconnected from his spiritual control.

That guy from Gonggong is going to bump into Zhoushan?Buzhou Mountain, which supports the world, was actually broken?Prehistoric torn apart?What is it all about...

Tao Yu suddenly jumped off the bed, crashed through the half-open window, ran out of the courtyard, and meowed loudly at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Lord of the Taiyin Netherworld!What happened in the first place?How could Buzhou Mountain be broken?What about Qinghui?Where is Qinghui now?

The hair all over his body exploded, and he paced anxiously in the courtyard, his meowing voice was a bit shrill.His vertical pupils shrunk into narrow slits fixedly stared at Mingyue, and his sharp claws left claw marks on the bricks and stones.

Lord of the Taiyin Netherworld!You answer me!Why are you so quiet?Are you also broken with the prehistoric? !

The sun is dark! !

The maid who was awakened by the noise came out of the room, and saw the snow cat cub pacing anxiously in the courtyard, meowing hoarsely.

She was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to try to appease Tao Yu, and coaxed softly, "Qiong Guang, come, follow me back to His Highness's bedroom hall..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, wanting to hug the furry Tao Yu.

Tao Yu's sharp vertical pupils shone brightly in the darkness. He glanced coldly at the maid, and mercilessly grabbed a few bloody, almost bone wounds on the back of the maid's hand with his claws!

roll!

"Ah!" The maid exclaimed, and the severe pain suddenly came from her hand. Her hand trembled, and she retracted subconsciously, and the bright red blood rolled out instantly.

Bi Lan was also alarmed, she came out of the small side room in the side hall, frowned and said softly: "What's the matter? There's a lot of noise in front of His Highness's bedroom."

The maid took out Sipa from her bosom and pressed it on the bloody mouth on her hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Sister Bilan, Qiongguang, it seems to be frightened, it grabbed my hand just now..."

Bi Lan was startled, seeing that Tao Yu was indeed pacing in the courtyard extremely agitatedly, and the whole thing exploded into a snow-white fur ball that was too big, screaming hoarsely.Before she had time to speak, there was a "squeak" door opening sound behind her, and Fan Hongxi's sleepy voice sounded: "What's the matter? Where's Qiongguang?"

Fan Hongxi casually put on a piece of clothing over his middle coat and got up and came out. Bi Lan hurriedly saluted him and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Qiong Guang seems to have been shocked."

Ming Feng, who was resting in the outer hall, also walked in quickly, looking at Tao Yu suspiciously.Seeing Mingfeng, the slightly anxious Bilan immediately calmed down.

Fan Hongxi frowned, and said, "Qiong Guang was with me at night, why was he suddenly frightened?"

He looked at Tao Yu who was still meowing towards the bright moon, and walked towards Tao Yu.

"Qiong Guang, come, follow me back." Fan Hongxi stretched out his pale and slender hand directly to Tao Yu.

Covering the wound on her hand, the maid who had already retreated screamed: "Your Highness, be careful!"

Tao Yu's eyes were blood red, and as soon as he saw another hand stretched out, he immediately scratched it fiercely.

Bi Lan exclaimed, "Your Highness!"

Blood spattered on the pale hand, Fan Hongxi frowned slightly, but still stretched out the bloody hand towards Tao Yu.

At the same time, Tao Yu's scratching claws suddenly hurt, and then a sweet breath of spiritual power poured into his nose.He froze for an instant, and raised his bloodshot, sharp vertical pupils to look at Fan Hongxi.

Fan Hongxi gathered Tao Yu, who was squatting on the ground and looked at him, his whole body stiff with hair, hugged him to his chest, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's all right."

Ming Feng hurriedly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, your hand..."

A drop of blood slipped down Fan Hongxi's palm. Tao Yu looked at the bright red wound on Fan Hongxi's hand, subconsciously stretched out his claws to hug his palm, and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood from the wound bit by bit.

The rolling spiritual power fell into Tao Yu's stomach along with the blood, which greatly calmed his emotions. The blood in Tao Yu's eyes gradually dissipated and he regained his clarity.

Bi Lan stepped forward with the medicine in hand, and said, "Your Highness, put some medicine on your hands first."

Fan Hongxi shook his head: "I'm fine, Su Lan is also injured, you go and give her some medicine, let her rest for a few days before the injury recovers, and let the bright wind come to my hand."

Hearing this, Bi Lan worriedly handed the wound medicine to Ming Feng, who was frowning, and took Su Lan, who was also scratched by Tao Yu, back to the room to apply the medicine.

Fan Hongxi returned to the dormitory, put Tao Yu, whose body was gradually softening, on his lap, gently stroked his back with one hand, and stretched out his hand to apply medicine to Mingfeng.

The blood from the wound on his hand had been licked clean, and now the few deep red blood holes were exposed, which was even more shocking.

Ming Feng silently put the medicine on Fan Hongxi's hand, but Fan Hongxi's gaze fell through the half-open door of the dormitory to the blue night sky slightly illuminated by the bright moon outside the door.

After a while, he said softly, "Qiong Guang is sleeping next to me, so she won't be frightened for no reason."

Ming Feng carefully wrapped the gauze around Fan Hongxi's hand, and said in a deep voice: "I will investigate, Your Highness, don't worry. As for the killer on Cyanwood Mountain, it has been found out that he was sent by the second prince, but no evidence has been found yet."

Fan Hongxi sat firmly on the chair, but he didn't feel very surprised.After a while, he said lightly, "I see."

After finishing speaking, Ming Feng got up and cupped his hands to Fan Hongxi, turned around and closed the door of the dormitory, and left.

Fan Hongxi lowered his head and rubbed Tao Yu's listless head, blew out the candle, carried him onto the bed, put him next to the pillow, and reached out to touch him gently.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

Tao Yutuan was beside Fan Hongxi's pillow, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

If something had happened back then that caused the prehistoric world to shatter, and Qinglong was still alive, Qinghui would probably be fine.Perhaps it was because the Great Desolation was broken and the connection between the various places was broken, so Qinghui didn't sense that he had broken the seal.

He is going to find Qinghui among other fragments of the wilderness.

Fan Hongxi lay on the bed, remembering the dream he had just had.

A glutton who claimed to be surnamed Tao, told him that he had the aptitude for cultivation, and wanted to lead him into the Tao?

Why would he have such a dream?Moreover, the Taotie in the dream didn't even know the spiritual roots and exercises.

As Fan Hongxi thought about it, drowsiness gradually came over him.

Before he was about to fall into a deep sleep, he wondered vaguely, if he could step into the road, would he be able to see more different scenery...

A night without dreams.

In the early morning of the next day, Fan Hongxi had let go of that dream, and the wound on his hand was healed after a night with the wound medicine made from spiritual things, leaving only a slightly whitish scab of blood in hand.

And Ming Feng, who had been busy in the middle of the night, came to report to Fan Hongxi early in the morning, saying that he had caught a little servant who was sneaking around behind the bedroom.This little attendant has already been recruited, saying that he is inquiring about Fan Hongxi's daily routine.

Fan Hongxi was silent for a moment, and then said: "Find out who he is, and send him back as he is."

Mingfeng nodded, turned around and went to do it.

Tao Yu immersed himself in the countless food that Fan Hongxi specially prepared for him, chewing and calculating.If he wanted to find Qinghui, he had to lead the human cub into the way as soon as possible.But before that, he had to understand what the human cub said about spiritual roots and exercises, and what he said about Tianzhu Zhe and Diweijue.

Thinking, in the afternoon, when Fan Hongxi went to practice sword again, Tao Yu raised his head and crossed his arms on the martial arts arena. Mingfeng, who was still a bit aura, glanced at it, and the huge spiritual consciousness spread away soundlessly. .

Spirit root Spirit root...

Soon, Mingfeng turned into a dark human figure in his eyes, and the thin aura flowed along his meridians, constantly revolving with the dantian as the core.Three small pillars of light of different lengths, thicknesses, and colors faintly flashed on his head.The three spiritual roots, one golden, one brown and one blue, the golden ones are thicker, and the two spiritual roots, one brown and one blue, are surrounded by the golden spiritual roots, existing quietly.

In addition, the few maids and servants waiting beside the martial arts field also have colorful spiritual roots and faint spiritual energy.

Tao Yu still remembers that Nu Wa combined the appearances of various gods, and made people out of earth with the energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, the merits and virtues descended from heaven made Nu Wa become a Daluo Jinxian in one fell swoop.These human beings who have survived from the mud embody the clean energy of the sky and the turbid energy of the earth. Yin and Yang are in harmony, and they coincide with the Dao. Everyone can cultivate the Tao, but how long the road is depends on the individual.

But how did human beings become such a dark and stale look now?

Those spiritual roots, in his consciousness, felt very much like a condensed body of clean energy.

After Tao Yu thought for a moment, he understood what was going on.

Perhaps it was because the prehistoric world was broken, and the clear energy in the world was greatly reduced. As a result, the clean air in the human body was also overwhelmed by the turbid air, and they could only condense to survive, forming the so-called spiritual root.

Tao Yu scratched his ears, and found that according to the origin of the spiritual root, Fan Hongxi might be regarded as a walking humanoid with a huge spiritual root.