Xia Chuyi and Li Chuan, who had already entered the secret realm, had just reunited through the secret method. They said at the same time: "I didn't see the foundation-building monk who came in together."
"The monsters we encountered along the way were all Qi-refining stage monsters of the first to third levels, not the fourth or fifth-level foundation-building stages." Li Chuan turned out to be in the late stage of foundation-building, and his spiritual consciousness could see about two miles away.
Xia Chuyi understood, "It seems that the areas are separated.
The aura here is rich, let’s find a place to heal first, it’s best to advance.”
Before she finished speaking, Li Chuan slashed out with his sword, and Xia Chuyi rolled away. In his consciousness, he saw that the third-level double-winged snake was blocked by the sword energy.
Without saying a word, she immediately flew to help, shooting fireballs and cones at the snake wings one after another.
"Xia Chuyi, you idiot, its wings can be refined into flying magic weapons, hit it in the eyes." Li Chuan, who slashed seven inches into the snake's belly with his sword, yelled to stop him.
After listening to others' advice and having enough food, Xia Chuyi cooperated with him in his attack. The two of them, who had the foundation-building spiritual consciousness, quickly captured the double-winged snake.
After disassembling the snake body and leaving, the two people suddenly heard someone calling for help: "Two donors, go slowly, please give me a helping hand."
Buddhist practice?
Li Chuan asked Xia Chuyi to be on guard and walked towards the source of the sound. In his consciousness, he saw a monk hiding in a tree hole and unable to move.
The shabby robes he wore were not like those from Buddhist temples he had seen!
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On the flying boat, people on the boat were all sitting together in twos and threes. It seemed that no one was talking, but in fact, most of them were using their spiritual consciousness to transmit their voices.
Even if Shen Guanyu could understand lip reading, he would not listen to other people's conversations. He wanted to reach out and touch the clouds in the sky, but the protective shield on the flying boat blocked him.
Seeing that Ah Tian and Xian Ge were meditating, she tried to find her backpack again. This time she could clearly see the shape of the space, and there was a blue-black bead as big as a thumb floating in her mind.
Hey, she bought this bead for eighty-eight yuan at the local night market after she participated in the rescue of ancient books last time, and then forgot it in her backpack.
No wonder the backpack came with it, but why wouldn't she be allowed to enter the space? It's not like in the novel, where she can take things out at any time?
With doubts, Shen Guanyu came to the bow of the ship, cupped his hands and said, "Taoist Tu, your consciousness cannot be released before the third level of Qi Refining. Are there any other storage tools besides storage bags?"
Deacon Tu was surprised: "Didn't your parents tell you?"
"Our family came from the most remote mortal country, and we don't understand many things." Shen Guanyu told the truth.
Deacon Tu nodded slightly. He did not live long, but he was very willing to create some good relationships for his children and grandchildren. "There are shops selling Nabao beads and Nabao jade pendants in the market. They have a few feet of space. Mortals can store items through mental communication."
However, if these foods are stored, they will stay fresh for a month at most and must be thrown away after half a year.
If you want to use it temporarily, you can buy a purse-like treasure bag in the store, with twenty or thirty spiritual stones each, which saves ten spiritual stones compared to jade tablets and the like."
Shen Guanyu handed over his hand again: "Thank you so much, Taoist priest. Don't you need to shed blood to recognize the master?"
"Haha, no need, just communicate with your heart." Deacon Tu was very patient, "You don't have to be polite. If you don't understand something, you can just sit down and ask."
"Yes." Shen Guanyu, who felt the Taoist Master's sincerity, readily accepted the order and asked several questions about the things he couldn't understand in the book. He benefited a lot and felt more and more that the knowledge of cultivating immortals has far-reaching roots.
The spirit boat flying in a straight line arrived at the entrance of the Funiu Mountain secret realm in a few hours. Zi Che Xiange and Yan Youtian came down first.
Shen Guanyu followed everyone and met with the city lord, asking for the help of the blood soul-seeking plate to find the missing person.
The city lord generously lent it to him, but this treasure could only be dripped with the blood of ten people at a time. All Baihua City residents were pushed to the last few rounds.
Zi Che Xiange didn't need it, so he asked Tu Zhi if he could move Shen Guanyu to the front row.
"A Tian is from our Baihua City, please stand in a row at the back." Deacon Tu said matter-of-factly, "As for Xiaoyou Shen's parents, it's best to ask the person on duty first."
Shen Guanyu and Yan Youtian knew that the old deacon was doing it for their own good, so they sincerely thanked them, "Taoist Master, I will draw their faces for you."
While she was holding a pen and paper, Deacon Tu used his spiritual power to draw a picture of the two of them, "I've seen them, and now I'm going to find someone to ask."
After he arranged for the three children to stay at Qianji House in Baihua City, he went out to inquire.
There were demon cultivators walking around in Temporary City outside, and the three of them didn't dare to run around in private. "How about we consult each other's spells? My object-controlling spell can only move things more than one foot, and the fireball spell can only move a small spark."
Once a spell is cast, the spiritual energy in the body will be empty."
Shen Guanyu had already digested the few questions that Taoist Priest Guang Tu said on Lingzhou, and she had reached her destination before she could ask any other questions.
Shen Guanyu thought about three of the small spells in the Changchun Jue. Only the light body technique was the most successful. She flicked her fingers and the sparks on her index finger flashed away.
"My grandfather said that this has something to do with cultivation and spiritual root skills." Zi Che Xiange recalled seriously, and then a big flame popped up and slowly turned into a small fireball.
A small flame popped up on Yan Youtian's side: "I don't have fire spiritual roots, so water-based exercises will cause loss when converting spiritual power."
"Yes, I have the roots of fire and wood. The first thing I learned was the fireball technique." Zi Chexiange's fire was the last to be extinguished. She jumped off the chair, checked the room's restrictions again, and put it between the three of them. A round ball that looks like a lotus when pressed open.
"This is a small mechanism of Master Lu's family, the kind that can isolate the spiritual consciousness of the Dzogchen Foundation?" Yan Youtian looked at it curiously. When her father died of injuries, there was nothing good in the storage bag except jade slips and common sense. .
Seeing Xiao Xiange nodding, she and Shen Guanyu explained that last night she discovered that Xiaoyu didn't know many things, "Master Lu was a great puppet master a long time ago, and his family's organization was very famous.
Outside, high-level Qi refiners can tell whether mortals have spiritual roots, and foundation-building monks can tell what kind of spiritual roots they are, so there is nothing wrong with isolating them.
It is said that monks above the level of pill formation can use their spiritual sense to detect the approximate spiritual root value, so there is no need to guard against it."
"Sister Xiaoyu, do you have fire spirit roots?" Zi Che Xiange was very impressed with A Tian's eyesight.
Shen Guanyu rarely envied others for their knowledge, "I am water, wood and fire."
"Is the root value high? What about the strength?"
"I don't know, can I still test this?"
"The City Lord's Mansion can test it, and you can get ten low-grade spiritual stones once." Yan Youtian thought of the past, "After I turned five years old, my second uncle borrowed the spiritual stone from the fat aunt's family, and it could only detect whether there were spiritual roots.
It was my cousin who saved ten spiritual stones and helped me measure the single water spiritual root value.
It was also my cousin who kept doing tasks and helped me get the appropriate exercises."
Although she has a single water spiritual root, her ordinary Qi-Entraining Technique cannot be used to her advantage if the attack is too weak.
"Aren't all single spiritual roots rushing to recruit disciples?" What shocked Shen Guanyu was that didn't all water spiritual roots have a saying that they are easy to be used as a furnace?
Yan Youtian put away her absent-mindedness and shook her head: "It depends on whether the root value is pure or not. A value above eighty is a top grade one. As soon as it is measured, people will grab it.
Between sixty and eighty is the middle grade, depending on the opportunity, and below sixty is the next best.
If the root value of the middle grade is higher, the color of the spiritual roots during the test will be wider than that of the top grade, indicating higher strength and greater potential.
My spiritual power is average, and I plan to join the Wanjian Sect and become a sword cultivator."