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146, ten years

Wen Yue sent Sanhu's body back.

Because of the wood used to carve the body, there is no smell or rot.

The head was soaked in ghost hands, but it maintained its incorruptibility.

Although the Song family had known about this for a long time, she still couldn't hide her sadness and tears when she actually saw Sanhu's body, and she cried in the coffin.

Wen Yue couldn't do anything. He couldn't even ask his mother-in-law to express his condolences.

Because Sanhu died just to save him, and even his corpse never came back.

Wen Yue left after kowtowing to his mother-in-law three times.

On the way back from Annanbo's Mansion to the Marquis Mansion, there were many things on my mind.

Lu Laodao's words touched him greatly and made him struggle.

Even if I really embark on the path of immortality, will my lifespan allow it?

His family knew about his affairs, and his original loss was not a small amount. He felt that his time was running out.

"Something on your mind?"

On the bed, Song Ran leaned on Wen Yue's shoulder and asked softly.

"well."

Wen Yue sighed. He was a little worried about the future. At least he had to watch his children grow up.

"Go to sleep."



ten years.

Time flies.

As night falls.

A figure in black robes sticks to the wall.

It didn't look like a human being but moved quickly like a real shadow, and in the blink of an eye it had caught up with the watchman.

Just as he was about to strike, a dark arm grabbed his shoulder.

The black shadow's body trembled, and he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

That thing behind him is a ghost.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, but the ghosts behind him are more profound than him.

This biting coldness alone cannot be emitted by a simple ghost.

He was about to turn around when ghost hands instantly clung to his neck.

Before he could react, he passed out and couldn't see clearly what was behind him.

"Why is it so cold?"

The watchman just grumbled.

It was already autumn, and it was normal for a cool breeze to blow, so I didn’t bother to continue updating.

Another early morning.

The mist that shrouded Liangdu was lifted, revealing its true appearance.

Wen Yue opened his eyes and said with a hint of joy: "It is more conducive to practice when yin and yang meet in the day."

Tu Shanjun randomly pulled off an illusion to cover up his original appearance so that mortals could not see his true appearance.

After a long time, you can't stay in the soul flag all the time. What's the difference between that and going to jail?

So Tushanjun has already been out and about.

My life is very simple, except for practicing and doing chores in the worship building.

The nine subjects are so fulfilling, so there is no time to think too much.

I emptied out the royal scripture collection pavilion and looked through the collection of books in the enshrinement building.

I just went to two sects and asked them if they had any books of this type.

A lot has changed in ten years.

The most notable thing is Wen Yue's cultivation.

With the overlay of the Spirit Gathering Formation and the guidance of Tu Shanjun, a famous teacher in the foundation-building period, his strength has grown rapidly.

The most important thing is to use Yinhun Dan for assistance.

The evil spirit absorbed by the advanced soul banner advanced magic weapon condensed a large number of Yinhun Dan.

With these resources, Wen Yue could advance so quickly.

"Sir, I have entered consummation."

Wen Yue looked at Tu Shanjun who was reading a book at the side, his eyes were a little calmer and calmer.

After all, he has passed his thirties.

Tu Shanjun put down the book in his hand and looked at Wen Yue.

Wen Yue is visibly old. Fortunately, his magic power can keep his appearance, and Wen Yue himself is not too old. Otherwise, Wen Yue would probably become an old man.

"How much longer?"

Wen Yue said: "Less than a year."

Tushanjun didn't ask any more questions.

He thought about unbinding the banner master, but he couldn't do it.

Once you are a banner master, you will always be a banner master.

Even if you die, you will enter the soul flag and become a driven soul.

The half-finished imaging system is like a decoration. It can do nothing except display various aspects of data step by step.

In the courtyard, an evil ghost wrapped in black robe appeared and took out the ghost he had captured.

As the released ghosts returned, there were a few more slave souls added to the soul flag.

The biggest change in the past ten years has also been the soul flag. The remaining gaps have been filled in for more than 300 years. Tushanjun's strength has also reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Conveniently, I went to Nanyue Mountain to reinforce the sealing formation to ensure that the blood demon inside would not escape.

That is to say, the strength of the Blood Demon is uncertain, and Wen Yue's time is short, otherwise he will definitely take action to fight the Blood Demon again.

Blood Demon has so many powerful spells that make people jealous.

Another seriously injured body, half dead, it was time to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

But thinking that Wen Yue's life span was less than a year, Tu Shanjun suddenly felt uninterested.

Without further words, he returned directly to the Soul Banner.

Sometimes I talk so much that I don’t even know whether it is true or false.

In the end, even the so-called concern will turn into lies and empty words, which is really boring.

Tu Shanjun is not someone who can say comforting words. Even though Wen Yue is his apprentice, he can only walk the road by himself.

The only thing he can help is to study the origin and foundation.

Wen Yue also saw Tu Shanjun's helplessness and silence. He stood up from the magic circle, put away the soul flags in the magic circle, pulled them away from the spirit gathering array, and walked out of the practice building.

It's autumn and the leaves seem to be turning red.

"master."

Chujiu, who was waiting at the door, looked mature, even his martial arts had reached a second-rate level.

Of course, the Hou Mansion itself possesses many natural and earthly treasures. Wen Yue's cultivation is getting better and better day by day, and his control over the amount of medicine is also extraordinary. It is easy to improve the internal strength of a warrior.

"Master, this is a post from the worship building."

"The imperial court said that His Majesty is seriously ill and wants to find the immortal master from the enshrining building to have a look."

On the ninth day of the lunar month, he showed the post to Wen Yue.

"Seriously ill?"

A look of surprise appeared on Wen Yue's face. He had not seen Emperor Liang for many years.

Ever since he broke into the palace, even if he had any information, he would be sent to him, and he would not be allowed to enter the court at all.

He was fine at first, but suddenly he became seriously ill.

Wen Yue immediately opened the envelope and looked at it. There were not many things mentioned. One of them was to recruit new Five Spirit Root monks.

The Enshrining Building has always had a policy of recruiting Wulinggen monks, but the number of places is very small.

Not only because there are fewer resources, but also because the destructive power of Qi practitioners is greater than that of warriors.

Even the Five Spiritual Root monks, under the stimulation of the exercises, as long as they have enough perseverance, they will be able to feel their Qi after a year and a half, and then they will become immortal masters.

Even if you practice Qi at the first level, it is comparable to innateness.

If you select a few five spiritual roots in a city, hundreds of people will gather across the country.

Such a huge power cannot be restrained by a mortal court.

Is it the emperor's name, the sect's intimidation, or the so-called loyalty?

I can remember things at the age of ten, and my three views have begun to take shape. Even if I can finally brainwash a group of people, there are still some that cannot be brainwashed.

Once there are too many Qi practitioners entering the level, people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is difficult to guarantee that someone will have improper thoughts, and the damage caused by that time will be far greater than that of ordinary warriors.

Not to mention far away, if they gathered together or burned, killed, and looted, the people would be the unlucky ones in the end, and they might even implicate the rulers of the dynasty.

This is an innate level of fighting power, and it is not easy to kill an official.

Even if the high-ranking monks of the enshrinement building finally stepped in to suppress the situation, wouldn't the loss still be a loss?

A force beyond his control, Daliang would rather they not show up.

There are casual cultivators in the dynasty who worship him, and their cultivation is also good.

Coupled with the quota of more than a dozen Taoist boys, it is enough to deal with the evil ghosts in the territory.

When there is no way for everyone to practice, the emergence of a large number of strong people is a disaster rather than a blessing.

Wen Yue shook off the thoughts in his mind and looked at the letter: "That's it."

The monks from the Wuling Sect will arrive in Liangdu soon and will measure the spiritual roots of people of the right age.

Precisely because Wuling Sect wanted to recruit disciples, the Enshrining Building wanted to take advantage of this period to take advantage of this opportunity.

Wen Yue was a little confused, whether he should let his son join the sect.

Tu Shanjun is a foundation-building monk. He has also completed his Qi training and has already checked the child's cultivation qualifications.

Of the three children, only the eldest son Wen Peng has spiritual roots, which is the qualification of three spiritual roots.

An above-average cultivation qualification is already very good.

If you are willing to work hard, you should be able to reach the perfection of Qi training before the age of sixty.

The second oldest daughter is a daughter, and the third youngest is a boy.

Wen Yue is planning to adopt the third child to An Nanbo's house.

"It's a pity, not three sons."

Wen Yue's expression was a little gloomy. If the boss went to practice immortality and pursue the Tao, the Marquis of Wu'an lineage would be extinct.

However, the adoption of a child has been decided for a long time. Without this child, the Annan family line will be cut off.

If a family really needs to be destitute, Wen Yue thinks he can bear it.

After thinking about the boss's arrangement, Wen Yue felt that it was too early to discuss the matter. He should at least ask his husband what he thought.

The third thing is about Emperor Liang.

I fell off my horse while hunting and caught the wind and cold. It would have been better if I cultivated myself, but who could have imagined that it would be more serious.

As he got older, his body became weak due to the large number of harems, and he became seriously ill.

It is estimated that he will have to lie down for a while, and if the condition is serious, he may die.

The letter also didn't say that he was allowed to enter the palace to meet the saint.

Emperor Liang was very stubborn, still brooding about the past, and he didn't even want to bow his head and beg Wen Yue.

Even if he really begged Wen Yue, Wen Yue couldn't cure him. He did have pills in his hands, but he didn't know how to cure the disease, so he had to ask his husband to help.

"Does Emperor Liang have any hidden illness?"

It seems that even the emperors of Daliang did not live long.

"Send a letter to Gao Quan and ask about this matter."

"Don't worry, sir."

Instructing Chujiu to do this, Wen Yue walked out of the courtyard. At this time, the school had not ended yet.

The child is almost ten years old, and his foundation is basically stable, so he can start practicing.

It's not that Wen Yue wants to delay the child's practice, but because the physical body is unstable before the age of ten, and the three souls and seven souls are in a state of growth. Starting practice hastily will cause irreversible consequences.

I started learning to read and write at the age of six or seven, which was just the time to lay the foundation.

There is no need to let your child have major problems just to buy those few years.

Therefore, the age set by the ancients for cultivation is ten years old.

It doesn't matter that you are already literate at this age and don't understand the scriptures. These introductory qigong training methods do not require practitioners to understand the meaning of the scriptures.

As long as you can persist in reciting, you will be able to sense Qi. This is also to facilitate children's practice.

The high-level cultivators who compiled the exercises have obviously taken these things into consideration. We provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.


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