Under the withered branches, An Qingli held the ultimate spiritual essence with his left hand, pressed his right hand against the huge tree trunk, and began to operate the "Rejuvenation Technique of All Things".
Her "Rejuvenation Technique of All Things" has reached the fourth level. Both the speed of absorbing spiritual energy with her left hand and the speed of outputting spiritual energy with her right hand have become extremely fast.
The spiritual power contained in the best spiritual marrow rushed into An Qingli's body crazily, and after rapid transformation, it poured crazily into the bodhi tree.
Ji Xiaopeng was stunned by what he saw. He could clearly feel the rapid consumption of spiritual power in the spiritual marrow even after practicing a little Qi.
The Master An in front of me is only at the early stage of foundation building. How can he absorb so much spiritual power into his body at once? Isn't he afraid that his meridians will be exploded by the surging spiritual power?
Ancestor Qi Min and Ancestor Qi Gao looked at each other. The meridians in this little girl's body were quite broad, not inferior to those of late-stage Foundation Establishment monks.
Several elders of Wanfo Temple saw light in their eyes. This little Tan Yue was not very advanced in cultivation, but he had high attainments in martial arts and his understanding was really astonishing.
The rejuvenation formula in An Qingli's body was running more and more crazily.
It was originally difficult for this ancient Bodhi tree to absorb spiritual power on its own, but with her help suddenly, it was like a hungry person encountering the finest delicacies.
The fence is also absorbed.
The spiritual power of the best spiritual marrow has decreased sharply.
In just two hours, 10% of the spiritual power in the best spiritual marrow was consumed.
10% of the spiritual power in this top-grade spiritual marrow is already equivalent to more than two thousand top-grade spiritual stones.
I'm afraid that even if the Golden elixir cultivator is practicing, he won't be able to absorb spiritual power at such a fast speed.
Ji Xiaopeng was extremely impressed, but he had already crossed his legs next to An Qingli and began to read the herbal knowledge in those jade slips. It was not enough to just read the herbal knowledge, he had to remember to thoroughly understand it.
The two ancestors, Qi Min and Qi Gao, were sitting not far away and practicing with their eyes closed. Wanfo Temple was worthy of being a holy land in the West, and its aura was even richer than the forbidden area in the back mountain of Tianyun Sect.
Moreover, the Bodhi tree was specially planted here, and the spiritual energy is a bit richer than elsewhere. Perhaps the best spiritual essence was specially buried underground.
Several elders also sat apart and personally guarded the Anqing fence to care for the Buddhist sacred tree.
After another half an hour, An Qingli took the initiative to stop her hand. Her mental strength was rapidly depleted, and she needed to meditate and regulate her breathing.
"Xiaotan is getting harder and harder, what's wrong?" Elder Hui Chong, who has long eyebrows and big earlobes, came forward eagerly to ask, like an old father who is worried about a sick child.
An Qingli said a little tiredly: "The sacred tree consumes a lot of spiritual power, and the branches are huge, so I'm afraid it will take some time to grow."
There was no one else present, so Old Abbot Huijue came forward and asked, "Are those five pieces of spiritual marrow enough?"
An Qingli looked at the spiritual marrow that had consumed 30% of its spiritual power, shook his head and said: "The tree is too big, but the spiritual power of the marrow recovers slowly, so I'm afraid it won't be enough."
If tens of thousands of years ago, the surrounding spiritual energy was rich, the spiritual marrow could restore spiritual power quickly, but now, the speed at which the spiritual marrow restores spiritual power is not satisfactory.
Hui Chong, who had long eyebrows and big earlobes, immediately asked: "How many more pieces of spiritual essence are needed?"
An Qingli said: "Prepare five more pieces of spiritual marrow or spiritual stones."
Hui Chong took the host brother Hui Jue and left in a furious manner.
"Made Xiaotan laugh more and more." The young elder Huineng put his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute to An Qingli.
"Where is the Buddha's heart that does not reject the true nature?" An Qingli returned a Taoist ceremony to this extraordinary bald monk.
Elder Huineng smiled and greeted An Qingli.
Ji Xiaopeng silently recited the medicinal properties of the herbal medicine in his mouth, and looked up here. It was really amazing. This young Buddhist elder had a slender figure, fair skin, and a bald head, and he was so handsome. He seemed to compare with his second uncle.
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Not only are they compared with the past on the surface, but they are also compared with the past in other aspects.
The tiger-headed Xiao Kongjian came to Ji Xiaopeng with a food box.
The high-level monks can live without grains and rarely eat anymore. The vegetarian dishes in this food box are specially prepared for Ji Xiaopeng, a young Qi practitioner. Of course, a portion is also specially prepared for An Qingli.
When Xiao Kong saw the food box placed in front of Ji Xiaopeng, his face showed little expression and his tone was calm: "This is a vegetarian dish in our temple. It tastes very good. Xiao Tan Yue can try it."
Ji Xiaopeng was already hungry. He quickly opened the food box and saw that it was all vegetarian. He was a little frustrated, but it didn't show on his face. He quickly gave An Qingli a portion of the steaming food.
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"Let's eat inside." Xiao Jiankong pointed to several meditation rooms against the wall, "Master said that he didn't have time to explain in the morning and neglected four guests who came from afar. These meditation rooms are specially designed
I packed it up and gave it to a few distinguished guests, and I hope they won’t dislike it.”
"It's okay, it's okay." Ji Xiaopeng sniffed the vegetarian food and found that it smelled quite good, so he didn't dislike it that much.
Especially in this area, the spiritual energy is still strong, and it is very comfortable to stay there, so I won’t dislike it.
An Qingli chose a Zen room on the east side and entered. Ji Xiaopeng followed in carrying a food box. Xiao Kongjian accompanied him, but the two ancestors were still meditating in the open space, seemingly not disturbed by external objects at all.
The Zen room is simple and elegant, with a bed, a low table, a few futons, and that's it.
Ji Xiaopeng placed the vegetarian dishes in the food box on the low table one by one, and handed a pair of sandalwood chopsticks to An Qingli's hands.
An Qingli smiled and took the wooden chopsticks.
"Do you want to eat?" Ji Xiaopeng asked Xiao Kongjian.
Xiao Kong Jian shook his head: "I've eaten."
Ji Xiaopeng frowned and said, "Then you watch us eat? It doesn't seem good."
Xiaokong saw it and said, "Then I will turn my back."
After the words fell, Xiao Kong saw them standing with An Qingli on their backs.
Ji Xiaopeng opened his mouth in surprise and looked at An Qingli again. He didn't mean that just now.
"Eat." An Qingli smiled and said, "Everyone has their own temperament."
Ji Xiaopeng moved his chopsticks while transmitting a message to ask for advice: "Then what is the temperament of this little Kong Jian? He looks like a tiger with a tiger head and a brain. I always feel that he should be smart and energetic."
An Qingli said: "Young and mature, I am afraid that I have learned from some eminent monk that I admire."
"It seems to be." Ji Xiaopeng thought for a moment, "Like his master. His master is so strict, and he brought a clever apprentice into a strict look."
"Isn't this normal?" Xiao Jintan thought about An Qingli's smile when he was with Mu Sheng, as if he was a completely different person.
"Master." The little Pegasus in the spirit beast bag suddenly spoke.
"Say." An Qingli responded calmly.
Little Pegasus said: "This little Kongjian's luck is a bit strange."
"How strange?" An Qingli put a ling bean into the bowl.
Little Pegasus said: "The luck that Xiao Kong saw was still red with purple at the entrance of the temple. After leaving it for a few hours, it turned into blue and white. The luck dropped a bit."