Bei Mingxiu just settled down in Wu'an Jianfeng.

His daily life is very simple. In the morning, he follows Long Yao to the Youquan Realm for treatment. Medicinal baths and elixirs are used together. Although the time is still short and the effect is not visible, Beiming Xiu can feel that his Dantian Qi sea is slowly increasing.

of repairing.

Unlike the old madman's reckless forcible repair, Long Yao's method was more of a steady and steady approach. Although the treatment speed was slower, he would never give it a chance to deteriorate again.

What surprised him even more was that the fallen elements dormant in his meridians, even without his deliberate control, behaved like puppies under Long Yao's treatment. They had no intention of singing a different tune and seemed to be treating them.

In the process, he became more and more able to control the fallen element.

He has already figured out that Fang Chengyu forced the fallen element's seeds into his body earlier, just because he wanted him to use the fallen element to deal with the people in the Holy Pavilion and indirectly avenge him.

The evil spirit was deeply rooted in his body and could no longer be completely eliminated.

In this case, Long Yao was able to decisively shift his focus from elimination to control, and clearly told him that this thing would be of great use.

Bei Mingxiu had seen with his own eyes the dangers of Fallen Yuan, and had personally experienced the pain of Fallen Yuan burning his body, but when Fallen Yuan was completely under his control, these dangers disappeared.

He had no intention of letting go of this powerful help.

But Long Yao focused on the good and encouraged him to take full control of it.

Perhaps in Long Yao's view, whether Fallen Yuan is good or bad all depends on the person who uses Fallen Yuan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire Long Yao a little more, and made up his mind that he would never do anything harmful to nature or justice by using his fallen element in the future.

The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that Long Yao would add some medicinal materials from time to time when giving him a medicated bath for him to absorb. On the other hand, he was simmering chicken soup in a large pot on the side, still adding some medicinal materials from time to time...

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Although I know that this is probably to replenish his body, I still feel a little unhappy in my heart.

Ever since he arrived at Wu'an Jian Peak, Shang Yunjian rarely stayed at Wu'an Jian Peak. Instead, he bought medicinal materials in various drug stores across the continent every day.

After all, there are many precious medicinal materials stored in the Youquan Realm, and those ordinary medicinal materials are the most lacking here.

And Shang Yunjian also promised that if he had time, he would search for his brother's whereabouts in Zhongzhou City.

Bei Mingxiu thanked them from the bottom of his heart.

He could feel that Shang Yunjian and Long Yao even regarded him as their biological son.

He couldn't help but began to envy Yao Chong. With such a master and his wife, his childhood must have been very happy.

A wave of heat jolted him out of his thoughts.

He opened his eyes and guided the heat wave into the sea of ​​​​dantian according to the method taught by Long Yao before.

After a while, the Qi sea in his Dantian became warm. After he opened his mouth and exhaled a long breath of turbid air, his eyes became a little brighter.

Long Yao handed over a bath towel.

Bei Mingxiu crawled out of the cauldron, took the bath towel to dry his body, put on Wu'an Jianfeng's sword robe, looked at the light black water in the cauldron, and said: "Is the poison considered to be exhausted?

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Long Yao stared at Bei Mingxiu for a while, handed him a pill that had obviously been refined recently, and said: "It's almost done. In the past half month, you should adapt to the changes in your body first, and don't use your spiritual power."

Bei Mingxiu smiled and took the pill, and thanked him seriously: "Thank you, Master."

A faint smile flashed across Long Yao's face and said: "You have worked hard too."

She took Bei Mingxiu's bath towel, and the water stains on the towel disappeared instantly.

She touched Bei Mingxiu's head, pointed to the top of Wu'an Sword Peak and said, "Would you like to try it?"

Bei Mingxiu nodded heavily and said: "Since master casually pointed out this road to me, he naturally wants me to learn Canglang Sword Technique."

He smiled slyly and continued: "If you don't learn, it will be useless."

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If it were Bei Mingzhou back then, even if he knew that Canglang Sword Technique was indeed one of the strongest swordsmanship in the world, he would not have learned it, because he believed that if he practiced Hanming Sword Technique to the extreme, he would naturally be better than Canglang Sword Technique.

Law.

In fact, the person who performs the swordsmanship is indeed much more important than the swordsmanship.

But Bei Mingxiu doesn't think so.

Since I'm not strong enough yet, the more things I can learn, the better. After all, having more skills doesn't weigh you down.

And even if he has no interest in Canglang Sword Technique, I think the master and his wife will find a way to let him see the sword manual of Cang Lang Sword Technique.

This time may be the first test he encounters on Wuan Sword Peak.

So without any hesitation, he bid farewell to Long Yao at the foot of the mountain, walked into the forest at the foot of the mountain with the Han Ming Sword, and began to climb Wu'an Sword Peak in a real sense.

Because he was undergoing treatment, he could not use his spiritual power through the Dantian Qihai. Even if he used the way of heaven and humanity, he could only use a very small part of his spiritual power.

As for the truly pure spiritual power above the top of the clouds, his heavenly and human nature cannot bear it for the time being.

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Now he is just an ordinary person.

Ordinary people will feel tired when climbing mountains, let alone a ridiculously high mountain like Wu'an Jianfeng.

The road up the mountain is not steep, but it is dangerous enough and full of obstacles.

Obviously, people like Shang Yunjian and Long Yao who do not need to walk in the mountains will not care about these natural obstacles in the mountains.

And he, who was usually led by Shang Yunjian or Long Yao between Wu'an Sword Peak and Youquan Realm, had never climbed Wu'an Sword Peak himself.

Therefore, it was extremely difficult for Bei Ming to climb up the mountain.

Before he even touched Shang Yunjian and Long Yao's cabin, Bei Mingxiu was already out of breath.

Only when you lose your spiritual power can you understand the value of spiritual power.

He glanced upward.

A corner of the cabin seemed to be waving to him.

His room is not far from there.

After squinting at the huge disk in the sky that showed no signs of closing, Beiming Xiu confirmed that it was too early. After his breath became more stable, he started moving again.

After an unknown amount of time, Bei Mingxiu finally stood in front of the cabin.

The light coming from the sky gradually softens, and it doesn't matter even if you stare directly at it now, these soft, gauzy golden lights seem unable to penetrate the clouds here.

Bei Mingxiu suddenly felt that it must be night below the cloud peak.

He wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the peak again.

It seems that you can reach it with your hand, but in fact you don't know how far away it is.

The door of the cabin suddenly opened, and Long Yao slowly walked out of it, saying calmly: "It's late at night, let's go back to the house."

Bei Mingxiu looked at the peak again and said, "I want to try again."

Long Yao said calmly: "The mountain is right there. You can go there anytime you want."

Bei Mingxiu nodded in agreement and turned back to the house.

Halfway through, Bei Mingxiu suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "Did Yao Chong climb mountains like this back then?"

Hearing Yao Chong's name, Long Yao smiled faintly and said: "It took him seven days to go up the mountain, but he was only six years old at the time, so he can't compare with you."

Bei Mingxiu said goodbye again, feeling a little frustrated.

He didn't know how many days it would take him to go up the mountain.

But even if he can't use his spiritual power, he can't be weaker than a six-year-old child.

With this thought in mind, Bei Mingxiu lay down on the bed and quickly entered meditation.
Chapter completed!