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Chapter 41 The Qi of the Wood Spirit (Please collect and read)
  Different pavilion.

Taoist Gu Heng was helping Tao You, the deacon of Qianmuguan Law Enforcement Court, to channel the energy of the magic circle. Tao You in the center of the magic circle was so painful that his face was covered with sweat, but he was no longer rolling on the ground like at the beginning.

Suddenly, Taoist Gu Heng looked to the left as if feeling something. A stream of cyan light converged on his left side, and Taoist Yucheng's figure appeared.

"It takes a month to condense the soul. Your apprentice does have the talent to practice Taoism."

"He had successfully condensed it half a month ago, and I helped him consolidate it for another half month." Taoist Yucheng stroked his beard with his right hand as he spoke, looking a little proud.

Gu Heng turned his head and did not look at Taoist Yucheng's proud look. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is it possible to practice the Taiyan Secret Technique within thirty years?"

"With any luck, within twenty years..."

"Hopefully, I waited for thirty years without finding the opportunity. In the end, I had no choice but to switch to other techniques. I don't know if I can touch the threshold of the second realm in my lifetime."

"Practice is inherently about sailing against the current. How can you do it if you don't try?"

"You know how to talk about others, what about yourself?"

"I'm different..."

"What's the difference?"

Taoist Yucheng was silent, and Gu Heng stopped there.

After a long time, Gu Heng said, "Aren't you going to watch? I guess he can't help but practice wood spirit art today, just like we did back then."

"No, he is not as restless as we were when we were young. Over the years, he has been nourishing the locust tree with spiritual energy every day, so this step will go smoothly even without my guidance."

"Forehead…"

Gu Heng seemed to recall his heart skipping a beat when he first started practicing Taoism, and echoed: "Then you are right, he was indeed born to cultivate Taoism."

Yucheng gently stroked his beard again and said with a smile: "Yes, when most people first started practicing Taoism, they were calm and calm in order to deal with strict teachers. Only he is true."

...

Wang Ping didn't know that his master was bragging about him. After condensing his soul, he went straight back to the small courtyard. He wanted to try the "Wood Spirit Technique", but he couldn't calm down when he walked in front of the locust tree.

"You are thinking wildly again..."

Yu Lian returned to her original length from Wang Ping's wrist. She is now more than ten feet tall, and a layer of gray scales has grown on the surface of her body. She is more powerful than before. She likes the soaring clouds surrounding Wang Ping's body. around the body.

Wang Ping said with a smile: "Human thoughts are a bit more complicated. For example, every time I make progress in my cultivation, I like to imagine how I will become a high-level monk in the future. Then I can't stop, as if I have already become a high-level monk." …Don’t you imagine?”

"No, I have a small brain and don't have much room for fantasy."

"... "

Wang Ping walked into the small courtyard. The two apprentices had already gone down the mountain to communicate with their brothers. He took out a tea set and placed it on the table in the small courtyard. He then took out a small stove from the kitchen to make tea and spend time. , the handyman boy next to him wanted to come forward to help, but was dismissed by Wang Ping with a wave of his hand.

"I've always wanted to ask you a question. Can you really transform into a dragon like in the folklore stories?"

Yu Lian was wrapped around a chair waiting for tea. When she heard Wang Ping's question, a pair of vertical pupils turned to Wang Ping. Her originally expectant gaze turned into a gaze that looked like a fool, "Do you think it's possible? Is there any way you can turn a hen into a live shrimp?"

Wang Ping smiled awkwardly, and spent the next afternoon drinking tea and chatting with Yu Lian to adjust his somewhat out-of-focus mood.

Before it got dark, Liu Shuang and Yang Ziping returned to the forest garden together.

During dinner, Liu Shuang happily told how she showed off her skills in the front hall, and from time to time she would ask Yang Ziping to help out. Wang Ping just listened and did not correct Liu Shuang's unstable temper, because he knew it was useless. To practice Taoism, you need to understand it yourself, and others can only guide you.

After dinner, the two apprentices went back to their rooms to meditate.

With the help of the moonlight, Wang Ping took Yu Lian to the locust tree and sat down cross-legged. He first glanced at the long sword stuck next to him, and then fell into concentration.

"I am about to use my soul to communicate with the wood spirit. Please help me keep an eye on it."

"no problem!"

Jade Lotus surrounded Wang Ping, and their spiritual energy quickly merged into one. Then Wang Ping awakened his soul and entered the world constructed by the spiritual energy. Soon he felt that there was a vague consciousness around him that was incomparably consistent with his soul. He As soon as the idea of ​​communicating with him came up, the other party contacted him directly.

It is a cheerful and optimistic consciousness, with an ancient sense of turbidity and surging vitality. At this moment, Wang Ping seems to feel that he is an immortal.

This feeling was so good that Wang Ping didn't remember to guide the wood spirit energy to assimilate his sea of ​​energy until a long time later.

He tried carefully...

To his surprise, the first Great Zhoutian operation was very successful, without any accidents, just like the normal feeling of practicing Qi without any hindrance.

In less than half an hour, he completed the 10 times of luck in the light screen panel guide. Just when he was about to continue, Yulian's consciousness suddenly strengthened in his spiritual sea, cutting off his connection with the consciousness of the Sophora japonica tree.

"What's wrong?" Wang Ping asked.

"You have absorbed enough wood spirit energy today. If you continue to absorb it, your skin will be assimilated."

When Wang Ping heard this, he remembered the precautions in the light curtain panel guide, and then felt an indescribable itching all over his body. This was because his body was merging with the wood spirit energy.

"Take a look inside," Yu Lian reminded.

"it is good!"

Internal vision is Wang Ping's ability after he has cultivated the divine soul. It does not mean that he can see the organs in the body, but that he can 'see' the running status of the sea of ​​​​qi and spiritual energy in the body through the divine soul.

At this moment, in the sea of ​​​​qi and meridians in Wang Ping's body, there is a mass of wood spirit energy that is merging with the original spiritual energy in his body. The wood spirit energy has a light green color and is easy to 'observe'.

Wang Ping didn't notice anything strange and exited the inner vision. His soul was still very fragile now. Then he recalled the process of absorbing the wood spirit energy by relying on the consciousness of the locust tree.

It's very comfortable, as if one's consciousness is immersed in a hot spring, making it feel like it lasts forever.

Thinking of the feeling at that time, Wang Ping couldn't help but secretly thought: Sure enough, the most dangerous thing is often in Wenrou Township. It is much more dangerous than a fight with real swords and guns. If you are not careful, you will be in a doomed situation.

Wang Ping secretly reminded himself to pay more attention in the future while getting up and returning to the small courtyard room to meditate and rest.

The next day when the rooster crows, he wakes up again and continues to build his foundation and gather his Qi.

One afternoon three months later, Wang Ping had just finished guiding the movement of the wood spirit energy, and was about to feed back the spiritual energy to nourish the locust tree, when a boy from the Internal Affairs Bureau at the foot of the mountain sent a letter.

It was a letter sent by Wang Kangtuo. He had arrived in Shangjing City. The letter explained in detail the prosperity of Shangjing City. Wang Ping answered the letter seriously.

A few days later, when winter was about to begin, another letter arrived, this time from Su Dun. The war on the front line had completely ended, and the rebels who had fled to Hailin Road had been completely wiped out. In his words It was vaguely mentioned that the people of two counties suffered disaster, and one county was even massacred.

Wang Ping sighed after reading it. Next is the key to his two disciples' Qi training.

(End of this chapter)