After studying the mental method for half a day with Lele, and giving some suggestions on the subsequent mental method, Liu Qinghuan took out a jade bottle and put it on the table before leaving.
"I see that you are tired and weak, and your eyes are black and blue. I think it is because you are too exhausted in daily life, and you seem to have a hidden injury. There are a few pills in this elixir bottle, which are suitable for your symptoms. Remember to take them."
Lele was stunned for a moment, then smiled covertly: "Haha, then I won't be polite to you."
Liu Qinghuan was a little helpless, looked at her and said seriously: "I know you are worried about Xiaoxiao's body, but now she can live a normal life, and can even practice cultivation, so you have to be kind to yourself. Children have their own lives, and they belong to her.
She needs to find opportunities by herself, and if you blindly protect her, it will restrict her growth."
Lele stopped smiling, with a trace of exhaustion on his face. After a long silence, he sighed: "Brother Liu, I have often thought of my senior brother over the years. If he was here, if..."
She choked up, but couldn't speak anymore.
Liu Qinghuan felt sad. Lele, who had been pampered and pampered since childhood, suffered so much hardship in her later life and had to force herself to grow up and take on the responsibilities of being a mother.
He said with pity: "If Brother Yan were here, he would be reluctant to let you force yourself like this. He loves you so much and only wants to make you happy in your life."
A crystal teardrop rolled down silently, Lele nodded repeatedly: "Yes, senior brother has always been so stupid."
The atmosphere was sad. Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, come in later. If I see you crying, you might think I bullied you. Heroine, please stop crying. In addition, I finally heard
You didn’t call me by my first name. It’s a good call as “big brother”. Remember to call me like this from now on, “little sister!”
Lele raised her eyebrows angrily: "Humph, what a beautiful idea!"
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing and walked out the door: "Okay, you can go ahead and get busy. I will be in seclusion for some time and I won't be able to come over. If you need anything, please go to my two apprentices for help."
With countless emotions, Liu Qinghuan walked through the crowded front mountain. Because the fighting on the front line was temporarily suspended, many disciples returned to the sect. The Wenshi sect, which had been deserted for a long time, became lively and popular again.
I heard that the sect is already preparing for the new recruitment ceremony in a few months. This time the gate will be opened to recruit disciples, and the entry requirements are more relaxed than before.
But……
Liu Qinghuan stared at the nine huge peaks of the Wenshi Sect that have remained unchanged since ancient times: But those who unfortunately died in the battle will never come back. Their flesh and blood have become one with the mountains, rivers and earth, and their heroic souls have passed away.
The poor bones by the river are like those in a spring boudoir dream.
Returning to his own peak, Qingjian Peak, Yan Rou, who happened to be walking out, saw him suddenly stop and exclaimed: "Master, your eyes!"
Hearing this, Liu Qinghuan touched his eyes and said inexplicably: "What's wrong with my eyes?"
With a frightened expression on her face, Yan Rou came closer and said, "Hey! No more? It was clear just now... could I have seen it wrong?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at himself with his spiritual consciousness and did not notice anything unusual.
"What did you just see?"
"Your eye pupils..." Yan Rou pointed with her finger: "Just now one of them turned completely white, while the other one was pure black and seemed to be still spinning. It looked so scary!"
Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and she twisted her fingertips slightly to form a water mirror.
I saw the person in the mirror with a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that slanted into his temples. His facial features were clear and profound, and his eyes were like the deep starry sky. There were occasional cold rays passing through, but they were not one white and one black as Yan Rou said.
Yan Rou saw Liu Qinghuan's thoughtful expression and called out in confusion: "Master?"
Liu Qinghuan touched his eyes, waved his hand to remove the water mirror, temporarily put away his thoughts, and asked: "Where is your junior brother? In addition, go find Ying Niang and Xiao Hei, I have something to tell you."
Since returning to the Wenshi Sect, his three spiritual beasts, oh, there are four now, can be considered free, wandering around leisurely in the sect all day long, rarely seen once.
Yan Rou responded and found everyone in a short while.
Liu Qinghuan sealed the letters addressed to Yun Zheng and Mu Yinyin respectively, and handed them to Jiang Nianen: "Go back and go out." After a pause, he added: "I called you here today because I will be in retreat soon, and the time is uncertain.
.So the future affairs of Qingjian Peak..."
He looked down, Chu Yi had transformed into the size of a bird and stood on the head of a gray donkey, Xiao Hei had a playful smile on his face, Ying Niang was lazily half leaning on the chair, only Jiang Nianen and Yan Rou stood respectfully aside.
"From now on, in the affairs of Qingjian Peak, Rou'er will take charge of the external affairs, and Nian'en will help from the side. If there is anything difficult to resolve, you can go to your senior uncle and uncle. Internal affairs will be left to Ying Niang. You can take care of me."
Hack them and don't let them cause trouble outside."
He nodded the gray donkey: "Especially you! Tell me, in the past few days, three groups of people have come to me to complain, saying that you stole the spiritual grass and spiritual fruits grown in other people's medicine gardens!"
The gray donkey choked on its neck and brayed a few times unconvinced.
"Still stubborn! How do you eat when I'm short? Mother Ying, if anyone comes to complain to you in the future, I'll make him into donkey meat and burn him!"
Ying Niang glanced at Gray Donkey with a half-smile, a calculating light flashing in her eyes: "Okay."
The gray donkey looked at her warily and moved back.
Liu Qinghuan secretly laughed. Even though Gray Donkey was higher in cultivation than Ying Niang, it was hard to tell when it came to scheming. Let them fight on their own.
After everything was arranged, he walked away, passed through several mountain peaks, and entered the Shangqing Youxu Grand Cave with the pass token given by Grand Master Kongwu.
The last time he entered the Great Cave Heaven, he wanted to tell Grand Master Yun Yi about the Wanhu Realm. Because he had something on his mind, he didn’t pay much attention to the surrounding environment. There is no rush today. He is going to the land that is said to be suitable for his cultivation.
On the way to the Purple Bamboo Sea, Liu Qinghuan suddenly discovered that at least a dozen places looked a little deserted, looking like they were over-exploited, and their aura was obviously much thinner than the surrounding areas.
With a thought, Liu Qinghuan understood.
In war, apart from fighting for strength, in the end it is a fight for consumption. Whoever can afford it can last one more day.
The interface level of Yinyue Blood Realm is several levels higher than that of Yunmengze, and there are more monks than Yunmengze. The reason why it can last for so long is largely due to the accumulation of spiritual stones. For example, powerful spiritual tools, spells
The weapons, the Thunder Spirit Towers that stand in every stronghold, and the large protective arrays built are all burned with spirit stones to make up for the lack of manpower.
Thinking about the last sealing war, a large cave was completely exhausted and it has not recovered yet. This war has lasted for more than five hundred years, and the materials consumed are huge.
One can imagine.
Liu Qinghuan believed that not only his own sect's Da Dongtian had changed, but also the Shaoyang sect, Yinxian sect, and other sects and aristocratic families with the blessed land of Dongtian had also changed to some extent.
No longer thinking about it, Liu Qinghuan found the purple bamboo sea according to the map. He saw the golden and jade-inlaid purple bamboos all over the mountains and fields waving in the wind, causing a quiet rustling sound, and the fresh fragrance of bamboo leaves combined with the complicated worldly atmosphere of the outside world.
Wash and empty.
Liu Qinghuan happily turned around, and finally chose a mountain peak that stood like a sword, built a cave on the mountainside, and laid out a magic circle.
He did not retreat immediately, but sat and stood quietly in the bamboo sea in the mountains every day until the last trace of impetuousness in his heart was gone, and his mind was pure and pure, and then he entered the quiet room.
Sitting cross-legged, Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes. At the same time, the two Nascent Souls sitting opposite each other in the Dantian opened their eyes, and with a flicker of their bodies, they merged into one.
Compared with when it was just formed, which was only an inch tall, this Yuanying is now over three inches tall, full of divine light, and unusually agile.
It jumped from the Dinghai Pearl into the sparkling spiritual sea, stepped on the water with its little feet, and reached the tree of spiritual roots in a few leaps. It grabbed a thick root that extended into the sea and pulled it out!
Although it is small, it is very strong. It actually pulled the root to be a few minutes thin, as if it would break at any time.
"Is Sansangmu here? I have something to ask you."
The roots seemed dead and motionless in its hands.
A sneer appeared on Yuanying's face, and he took out the Taiyi Shuangling Bone Wooden Sword from behind. Just after making two gestures, he saw the roots twisting like a snake, and he wanted to retract!
Yuanying held on tightly: "You still want to run away! I have occupied the magpie's nest for so long and you still refuse to come out to see me. Believe it or not, I will cut off your roots!"
The two were in a stalemate for a moment like a tug of war. Finally, a bare wooden stake appeared at the foot of the Spiritual Root Tree, and a deep sound, like the wind passing through the sea of trees, sounded in Liu Qinghuan's ears.
"What do you want to ask?"
Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly: "Of course I want to ask you when you will grow into a tree and when you will leave my Dantian."