The surface of the lake is sparkling, reflecting the hot sunlight.
As the season enters the transition between spring and summer, the weather gradually becomes hotter and hotter, and the climate changes become more and more erratic, with cloudy and sunny weather.
Nian Duan stood quietly under the big tree outside the yard, looking into the distance.
The mountains are undulating, steep and mysterious.
The forest is boundless and the birds are chirping.
There is a lively scene everywhere.
"But my time... is running out!"
Secretly sighing helplessly, Nian Duan could feel that as time went by, the phenomenon of his internal strength cultivation and the passage of life essence became more and more obvious.
It is constantly being leaked all the time.
"As long as you don't consume your internal energy excessively, the maximum time it can last will not exceed thirty years."
"If you fight against someone, it will consume your internal energy and life essence..."
The hands gathered in the sleeves were subconsciously held tightly.
Nian Duan remained expressionless.
"Before I raise Ronger, nothing will happen to me."
"It's a pity that the Mohist family holds too much weight in his heart..."
The mountain wind in the wilderness blew slowly, ruffling the water of the lake and raising her black hair. The hair strands fluttered in the wind, like dancing veils.
She just stood quietly, looking at Jinghu Lake in a daze.
After a while.
Si Yuan got into the forest and returned again. But in his right hand, he was still holding an adult magpie tightly.
"Senior, junior has planted a spiritual seed in this magpie."
"As long as you talk to this magpie, you can contact the younger generation, provided that nothing happens to it."
"The Purple Palace in Dantian is really so mysterious and unpredictable." Nian Duan sighed quietly and reached out to take the magpie. The magpie did not fly around and just stayed on Nian Duan's finger.
After taking a glance at Si Yuan's Hell-Eating Sword, I still felt unhappy.
Nothing much was said.
She turned around and returned to the medical village, her figure gradually fading away.
Under the big tree outside the yard.
Si Yuan stood quietly for a moment, then lay down on the soft grass again, closed his eyes, and began to silently ponder the functions and mysteries of the Purple Mansion in the Upper Dantian.
"The spiritual power has undergone some essential transformations through the influence of the Upper Dantian Zifu."
"It has become more advanced and more condensed. In addition, it can not only be freely released outside the body, but can also directly interfere with the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun, the moonlight and the starlight,"
"Psychic power? Divine consciousness? Or divine mind?"
Si Yuan, who was groping alone, didn't quite understand this.
Even if you close your eyes at this moment.
The subtle changes in the surroundings are still clearly reflected in the mental induction. The level of detail is more clear than what he can see with his own eyes.
"Delicate and lifelike."
"And it's more real."
In addition to these obvious changes.
Si Yuan could also feel that his thinking had become much more active and agile. The internal power of Xuan Bing in his lower Dantian could not only be controlled as he wished, but he could also control it with his fingers.
There is also an unusual sense of agility.
It was as if the life that had previously fallen into a state of silence was now completely awakened.
"There should be some other subtle benign changes inside the body, but I haven't noticed it yet." Si Yuan became a little distracted as he thought about it.
"No wonder people from other sects all have the style of martial arts warriors."
"But when it was the turn of the Taoist and Yin-Yang sects to appear, the scene completely changed into the style of immortal cultivators. The difference is really quite big."
"How many secrets are hidden in the Dantian?"
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…
Three days later, on the shore of Jinghu Lake.
Si Yuan held Concubine in his arms with his left hand and held the Prison Devouring Sword upside down in his right hand. He saluted Nianduan and Duan Murong to say goodbye. The little guy in his arms also stretched out a pair of chubby hands.
He grabbed Duan Murong from the air, his young face full of joy and laughter.
"Sister, give me a hug...!"
"Little Yuji, you have to be obedient like your sister and don't be naughty." Duan Murong took a few steps forward and reached out to gently hug Yuji.
Although I was very reluctant to part with her, I didn't force her to stay.
She didn't want her brother and sister to part ways just because she wanted a little friend.
Pouting her pink lips, Duan Murong kissed Yuji's cute little face. Little Yuji also followed suit and smiled silly.
A pair of chubby little hands hugged Duan Murong.
Then he gave her a kiss on the face, leaving baby drool all over her face.
"Senior, junior, farewell!" After Si Yuan saluted, he turned around and left with little concubine in his arms, striding down the mountain.
Behind him, the little girl Duan Murong waved vigorously to the little concubine, and she cried unknowingly.
And not long after that.
The little concubine in Si Yuan's arms also started to fuss and cry, and her chubby hands kept scratching behind her.
"Children are really troublesome. I really hope Yuji can grow up quickly." Si Yuan had no choice but to comfort his little sister Yuji with words while walking down the mountain.
And tried to attract the little girl's attention with the beautiful wild butterflies flying around the wild flowers on the roadside.
The Hell-Eating Sword was still held upside down behind his back by his right hand.
The reason why there was no scabbard or other means of fixing it on the back was simply that the blade of the Hell-Eating Sword was too sharp.
Even when faced with hundreds of forged fine iron, it can still cut iron like clay.
Unless he specially creates a special scabbard and completely lifts the Hell-Eating Blade, he can restrain its edge. But now, he obviously doesn't have that chance.
The main reason is that it is difficult to find relevant technical talents.
While rushing on the road, Si Yuan thought about other things and thought to himself: "In order to prevent what happened last time from happening again, it seems that I have to find a way to prepare a carriage for Yuji."
"Or an ox cart or a donkey cart will do."
"It's just that the speed of travel will inevitably be slowed down a lot. Moreover, transportation such as horse-drawn carriages has higher requirements on the road ahead and needs to take the official road."
"But when walking on official roads, it is very easy to meet Chu people. If my identity as a Baiyue person is accidentally exposed, I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous."
…
While thinking about things along the way, Si Yuan went down the mountain.
I looked up at the sun, identified the clear direction, and started to continue walking in the north direction. The land area of Chu State is not small, and I want to cross it and reach Wei State.
Even the straight-line distance is hundreds of miles.
But the reality is obviously that the distance cannot be a straight line. There are twists and turns along the way. Si Yuan secretly estimated that this distance is at least about a thousand miles.
while walking.
He suddenly discovered that dozens of meters ahead of the road, there was a beautiful girl wearing a pure white dress. A pair of eyes, staring at him quietly.
Suddenly, he noticed something strange and looked back suddenly.
I saw a young and beautiful girl on the way here, but this girl was wearing a pure black dress.