True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 43: Healing
The wind was calm and the sea was calm, Du Jie Zhenjun held Wuyan in his arms, staring at the calm lake in a daze.

He really wanted to go straight back to his temple with such shamelessness.

She likes herself so much, she will never refuse.

He leaned over his faceless cheek, caressing it intimately, and a smile spread from the corner of his eyes.

Before meeting Wuyan, he never felt lonely, but after meeting Wuyan, he often felt that he was too lonely alone, and the empty temple seemed too deserted.

Fortunately, Wuyan likes herself!

He thought happily.

He tried his best to suppress the longing in his heart, but he couldn't help rubbing his big hands on Wuyan's back.

Wuyan's back is very thin, with only a thin layer of skin covering the slender bones. Dujie Zhenjun drew the shape of Wuyan's butterfly bone through the cloth, and then walked down the spine.

His breathing became heavy, and he wanted to explore more uncontrollably.

But Wuyan frowned and opened his eyes.

In the Five Spirits Gathering Immortal Formation, she lost consciousness and felt that she was being attacked in a daze. The strong anxiety made her open her eyes:
"Big Brother?"

She looked at the senior brother's hazy eyes in doubt, and didn't understand the situation for a while.

"Don't move, you're hurt, I'm healing you."

Du Jie Zhenjun didn't say anything, and directly transferred the pure spiritual power from the palm against Wuyan's back to Wuyan's body.

If Wuyan observes carefully, he will find that although Zhenjun Dujie's face has not changed, his ears are already red.

But Wuyan didn't have time to find out the embarrassment of the big brother, she is now being hugged face to face by Du Jie Zhenjun, her face is too close, and there is a fiery hand walking behind her.

Her back has always been very sensitive, and she couldn't stand Zhenjun Dujie's touch, she struggled twice, but it didn't work.

"Eldest brother, I'm fine, you put me down."

Du Jie Zhenjun is too tall, she can only see his lowered eyes, and most of his emotions are covered by thick eyelashes, she can't see clearly, and she is not afraid.

But now being hugged, she could not help being startled when she saw those cold pool-like pupils, slightly protruding browbones, high and straight nose, and majestic aura.

Moreover, her two feet could not step on the ground, which made her feel uneasy.

True Monarch Du Jie was trying to cover up, so he immediately squatted down slightly and put Wuyan down.

Although he had long discovered that Wuyan's resistance was astonishing, even in the face of his truth-telling spell, he could still resist it, but he never thought that Wuyan could recover so quickly. , I can't wake up for a while.

"My hairpin."

Wuyan pointed at the mahogany hairpin floating out of the lake, and gave Zhenjun Dujie a slightly apologetic look.

Du Jie Zhenjun stretched out his hand, and the peach wood hairpin flew back to his hand immediately:
"Here, be careful next time, don't lose it."

Wuyan took the hairpin, turned her back, rolled up her hair, inserted the hairpin in, shook her head, her hair was in a stable bun, then turned around again, apologizing:

"I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't do it on purpose. I discovered the formation of the wisteria flower demon. It seems that five monks with a single spiritual root are required to form it, but I am not a single tree spiritual root."

"They must have made a mistake. They mistakenly thought that the wood spirit emitted by this hairpin was emitted by me. I removed the hairpin, and her formation was broken at that time."

Wuyan was quite proud, and told Zhenjun Dujie about his discovery, and frowned after speaking, he was obviously not a single wood spirit root, but why did the formation start again later.

"You'll be fine."

Dujie Zhenjun looked at Wuyan and felt a little uncomfortable for a while. He wanted to take care of the hairpin she gave her, but instead caused her to fall into this bloody formation, and it was difficult to follow the cause and effect.

He flew up, took a section of wisteria floating up from the lake in his hand, rubbed it vigorously, and the golden fairy rope inside leaked out.

Some debts, he wrote them down, and he will definitely get them back.

"Go back and talk."

With no face, he flew towards Weiwei.

When passing by the Yingcao Garden on the way, under Wuyan's strong request, the two picked a large handful of Yingcao.

Wuyan held Yingcao in her hands, and thought of Zhou Yu again, and hurriedly asked:

"Brother, where is Zhou Yu? How is he doing?"

Du Jie Zhenjun frowned all of a sudden:

"Not dead, Cassia took them back first."

Feeling the displeasure of the big brother, Wuyan let out a low "Oh".

She always felt that senior brother discriminated against ordinary people.

Only Zhenjun Dujie knows how much shit luck Zhou Yu has had, and he doesn't know why the Five Spirits Gathering Immortal Formation was set up, but the target must be mortals with no spiritual power.

Although the magic circle failed in the end due to Wuyan, all the spiritual energy and the merits scattered by Zhen Shuzi at that time were penetrated into Zhou Yu's body. Even if he was a waste before, now, maybe he has The possibility of cultivation.

He secretly thought it was funny, that Zhou Yu was obviously a monster, haunting Wuyan every day, even if he had a spiritual vein, could he really know how to cultivate?

Thinking of this, he asked again:
"Wuyan, do you know what spiritual root you are?"

Wuyan found it very strange. With the senior brother's cultivation base, there should be no need to ask about the fact that she is the root of the whole spirit. With his ability, she can tell it, but she still answered patiently:

"I am Quanlinggen, the most difficult kind to cultivate in Taoist legends."

She laughed at herself, but in fact, she never felt sad about cultivation.

"Which kind of Quandharma is your spiritual root?"

Du Jie Zhenjun asked again, and Wuyan was in trouble all of a sudden.

She couldn't understand the topic.

"Even metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, I have all five spiritual roots, and I can practice the corresponding spells."

She tried to explain.

"Have you ever thought that you might not be the root of the whole spirit, or in other words, not the root of the whole spirit in the ordinary sense?"

"Brother, what are you talking about, is there something wrong with my spiritual root?"

Dujie Zhenjun turned his head, looked at Wuyan, and said seriously:
"The reason why it is difficult to cultivate the real spiritual root is that every time he activates his mind, he has to think about whether to use the wood spirit or the fire spirit. The operation of the spirit energy is complicated, and the mind is cumbersome and burdensome, so it is difficult. Practice."

Wuyan was a little surprised and said:
"Every time I activate it, I don't think about what kind of spiritual energy to use, just activate it directly."

Dujie Zhenjun rarely smiled:
"You activate the exercises first, and then the spiritual power moves and changes on its own. Water turns into earth, and gold turns into fire. Is that right?"

Wuyan was stunned, she had never thought about such a complicated problem, if every time she practiced the exercises, she had to consider the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements, it would be really difficult, the battle would happen in a flash, and a moment of hesitation would turn into a dead soul under the sword, think carefully , Sometimes it is better to sink the boat than to break the pot.

Is this the reason why monks with single spiritual root are the most precious in Taoism?
She looked at Zhenjun Dujie and fell into deep thought.

Du Jie Zhenjun already knew it in his heart, as long as he did more observations, he could draw a conclusion, so he no longer explained to Wuyan.

The two returned to Weiwei, and Cassia, who had been waiting for a long time, brought Zhang Yifan up to thank him.

Wuyan was a little embarrassed looking at such a large group of people, but Zhenjun Dujie was calm and composed, what:
"Xuanmen should help each other in the same boat."

"Eradicate demons and restore justice. As the suzerain of Xuanmen, the Excalibur Sect will follow God's will."

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A group of people rested lively, but Ling Yun and others were seriously injured and still in a coma after taking the elixir made from cassia seeds.

Wuyan ran to see Zhou Yu, and found that his whole body was burning red, his eyes were closed, his breathing was short of breath, and he was sweating non-stop, but he was not dead.

She wanted to take care of her, but Dujie Zhenjun insisted on healing her and taking her to practice martial arts, so she had to put a handful of grass flowers on Zhou Yu's bedside, leaving Zhou Yu alone in the room humming Chirp.

The Demon Lord will not be able to return to Zhou Yu's physical body for a while, and he is eating and drinking in the Demon Realm. He stared at his subordinates in displeasure, and cursed:

"Who the hell is looking for Wuyan?"

(End of this chapter)