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Chapter 65 Ignored

He seemed to hear something in a trance, Changsheng raised his head instantly, and then saw a large surging light spot.

The colors of these light spots are not uniform, some are green, some are red, some are gold, some are blue, some are brown, but the same thing is that their size is very small. But it is a group of such small light spots, when they gather together

When they were together, they were able to gather into such a large area, which can almost be described as vast.

Although Changsheng couldn't understand what the person opposite was saying, she vaguely felt that those light spots coming from behind should have been summoned first.

When these light spots saw Chang Sheng, it was as if they had discovered a new world. They dug into her body with all their strength. They all got in with a splash, and then flew out again. It was a great pleasure to play.

Chang Sheng sighed and didn't think there was any trouble. He just thought these light spots were quite cute, so he spoke based on his intuition.

'If possible, could you please stay with me a little longer? This is very important to me.'

I don't know if those bright spots understood it, but they gathered around her and were very excited.

Chang Sheng smiled helplessly, but the next moment he felt a severe weightlessness in his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xue Jin's pale face stained with sweat.

Although Changsheng felt that he had been in the scene just now for a long time, in fact, it was only a blink of an eye.

Withdrawing his hand weakly, Xuejin couldn't care less about his sweaty appearance and hurriedly asked Changsheng.

"How's it going? Did you see something different? What color? Are there many? What's your attitude toward you?"

Changsheng recalled everything she had just seen. Her life had actually been barren. Forgive her that she had never seen such a gorgeous scene, that mysterious and unpredictable scene that included everything. It was so beautiful that she lost the language to describe it.

She tried to organize her words, and then spoke with a dreamy look on her face.

"I saw it. I saw a lot of light spots. They were really beautiful, as if they were condensed with light. Although they were not as dazzling as the sun, they had a special beauty."

Hearing what Chang Sheng said, Xue Jin felt excited. Being able to see so much spiritual energy was enough to prove that this child's talent was outstanding!

But the next moment, Chang Sheng's words made Xue Jin greatly disappointed.

"They come in many colors, including red, yellow, blue, lapis lazuli, all kinds of colors, black, blue, white, purple, etc. There are many colors."

There are many colors? Then it is a miscellaneous spiritual root?

Xue Jin was a little discouraged, but no matter what, he still had spiritual roots. No matter what kind of spiritual roots it was, as long as he could practice the fifth level of Qi, it would be useful for his wishes. So he smiled slightly and nodded to Changsheng.

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"Okay, you can practice. Although the spiritual root is not very good, it is better than nothing. Although the talent, bones, physique, etc. are very important, the spiritual root is the premise and foundation of everything. If there is no spiritual root, there is no way to absorb spiritual energy. And in

Before becoming a god, all spiritual energy is stored in the Dantian. Needless to say, Dantian, no matter how narrow the Dantian is, as long as it is there, it can be stored. Looking at you like this, you will not be able to practice the fifth level of Qi in at least three years.

Question?"

In fact, this was Xue Jin's guessed answer. Even though he talked about theory very clearly, he was also a monk, but in fact, he had never practiced seriously for a day.

These things are all what I heard from hearsay, but they are still enough to deal with a child.

"Really? I can practice now?!"

Changsheng was a little surprised. Apart from her desire to bring her grandfather and the others back to life, Changsheng also liked the unpredictable, magnificent and magical spiritual energy. Before Xuejin knew it, she really fell in love with cultivation.

If she practices, will she be able to see that magical and magnificent scene all the time?

Xue Jin couldn't answer this question. He was silent for a moment, and then he became angry and shouted angrily.

"What does this have to do with me? I don't know if I can see you all the time. Do you still want to practice? If you do, why don't you meditate quickly? If you can't bring Qi into your body in a month, then in this life

Cultivation is doomed to be futile!"

Startled by Xuejin's roar, Changsheng quickly sat down in his seat and took the time to meditate.

The so-called meditation is to let yourself relax without limit, then enter a space that cannot be seen during normal activities, capture the spiritual energy that is consistent with your spiritual roots, enter your Dantian, and then use it for your own use.

But it is obviously impossible for an ordinary mortal to introduce Qi into the body in a place with thin spiritual energy without the help of external forces. Xue Jin does not know the specific situation, and what others told him before was to exaggerate as much as possible.

He was talking nonsense, and he himself had never practiced cultivation, so what he told Changsheng was just hearsay.

It's just that one of the two competed and the other didn't understand, so they mistakenly thought that the training time only needed such a short time.

In other words, although Xue Jin knew that cultivation was very difficult, he had never experienced it personally, so he did not know how difficult it was. He could only teach some theoretical knowledge. As for the finger he just tapped on Chang Sheng's forehead, he had already tried his best.

The result can only be achieved by exerting all one's strength. Counting from this finger onwards, it will be difficult for him to even move around for at least three days. Of course, if he can practice, how can those people rest assured? Xue Jin can't even identify what's happening to him.

How many restrictions are there? Otherwise, how could I have changed from the heroic young man before to the weak and sick beauty now who can't take care of myself?

Not to mention Changsheng, she had never been exposed to any cultivation at all, so naturally Xue Jin did whatever she said.

Changsheng spent the whole day in meditation.

But until night fell and his stomach growled with hunger, Chang Sheng could not see those mysterious light spots again.

Opening her eyes helplessly, Changsheng had a headache. What she saw was Xuejin lying on the bed, looking at her feebly. And when she saw Changsheng waking up, a hint of surprise flashed in Xuejin's eyes. But there was also a touch of dissatisfaction mixed with it.

Joy.

"I've been calling you for most of an hour, did you really not hear me? I'm going to starve to death!"

Changsheng stood up quickly. No matter how bad-tempered Xuejin was, since he taught her something, he was his husband. Grandpa said that although they were a bunch of rough guys, they treated the gentleman who taught them knowledge in the military camp.

You are still respectful, lest you make him unhappy. Because they are teaching you important things, and courtesy is the most basic.

Chang Sheng, who was so busy, couldn't think of why he opened and closed his eyes for the whole day, and it was even less possible for Xue Jin to know.

He was just wondering how a little girl could have such good concentration and sit quietly for so long...

As for the spiritual energy that was drilling through their bodies, the two of them didn't pay attention at all.


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