I couldn't wait to see the name on the cover. The four characters "Into the Body" made Feng Wan almost jump with joy.

She was just as happy as when she got the chance to be the surgeon for the first time in her previous life.

Feng Wan held the book in both hands and turned around in circles several times before slowly calming down.

She can finally practice, immortality, and the great road, here I come.

During the nearly three months since he came to Jiuhuang Continent, Feng Wan did more than just wander around the Spiritual Medicine Mountain.

He even secretly went to the nearby Mortal Academy and basically recognized all the characters in this world.

The technique of introducing Qi into the body is not difficult. After Feng Wan read it a few times, he knew it all by heart.

Sit cross-legged on the bedside, straighten your small body, close your eyes, get rid of distracting thoughts, squeeze the formula with your hands, and recite the formula silently.

The consciousness seems to have left the body and gradually merged with the world.

The spiritual energy is getting stronger and stronger all over the body, but it cannot be used for one's own use immediately.

After two full hours, the spiritual energy gradually turned into golden light spots.

After a while, another green light spot appeared.

Feng Wan Daxi, there are many types of spiritual roots, the most basic ones are the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Spiritual roots grow in a child's body as soon as they are born, and represent a person's affinity with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

For example, people with golden spiritual roots can feel the metallic aura in the air and use this aura for their own use.

She can now feel golden and green spiritual energy, indicating that she should have the dual spiritual roots of gold and wood.

Each spiritual root corresponds to a different color. The golden spiritual root is golden, the wood spiritual root is green, the water spiritual root is blue, the fire spiritual root is red, and the earth spiritual root is yellow.

Just when Feng Wan was happily trying to introduce these two kinds of spiritual energy into her body, blue, red, yellow, cyan, purple, white, black, and light spots of colors she couldn't tell appeared around her.

These light spots gathered more and more, and changed from the size of a pinhole to the size of a rice grain.

As the formula went on, countless colored light points flew towards Fengwan, just like countless bees and butterflies piercing a bright and beautiful flower.

Feng Wan was so happy that her body trembled slightly, it was great, although she didn't know why she could sense so many elements.

But one thing is certain, she has spiritual roots, otherwise she would not be able to sense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth at all.

Continue to recite the mantra silently, trying to guide those light spots into the meridians.

Only when the spiritual energy is continuously circulated and compressed in the meridians, and then transported to the Dantian by the spiritual roots for storage, can it be truly used by her.

But I don't know what went wrong. I tried countless times, but those light spots just couldn't get in, as if they were blocked by an invisible barrier.

The inaccessible light spot became impatient and began to bump into each other, like a headless fly hitting another wall.

Feng Wan's brows wrinkled in pain, and after another quarter of an hour, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop, and fell to the ground and fainted.

Feng Wan was unconscious, so he didn't notice it.

The blood she spit out spattered on the monster egg she placed next to her.

A flash of red light quickly flashed on the ugly eggshell, and then disappeared.

And all of Feng Wan's blood was absorbed by the monster egg.

When Feng Wan woke up again, it was Ling who was standing by the bed, looking at her with tears on her face.

Feng Wan felt a trace of despair. Could it be that she really couldn't practice? She would succeed soon. What went wrong?

Could it be that the meridians are blocked, preventing spiritual energy from entering the body?

"Son, what's wrong with you? Mom, take you to the main house and ask the clan leader and the elders to take a look at it."

Mrs. Ling didn't have any ideas. Ever since she married into the Feng family, she had been focusing on her husband.

After Feng Wan found out that she had no spiritual roots and could not practice cultivation and was completely left out, she never resented the Feng family.

She just hates the injustice of God for not giving her daughter a chance to live in heaven.

Now that something happened, the first thing she could think of was to ask the Feng family for help.

The Feng family is a big family and they won't really ignore them.

Feng Wan did not refuse this time because she knew too little about cultivating immortals.

I don't know if her guess is correct, maybe the answer can be found at the Feng family.

Feng Wan lay in bed for a whole day, and after the surging blood calmed down, she followed Ling to the main house.

Feng Wan held Ling's hand with one hand and held the ugly monster egg with the other.

Mrs. Ling persuaded Feng Wan to put the monster eggs at home.

But Fengwan didn't agree. What if it was lost? Their home couldn't hide things at all.

Besides, holding it is like holding a small spirit gathering array, which no one else can ask for.

Another point is that this monster egg is so ugly that it looks like a dead egg to outsiders, and they are not afraid of being coveted for the treasure.

Ling's persuasion failed, so she let her go.

The two people came to the main house of the Feng family. Although Feng Wan had no spiritual roots and could not practice, he was still a child of the Feng family.

The disciple guarding the door did not feel embarrassed and let them in directly.

Mrs. Ling was so excited that her whole body trembled, and the smile on her face became unnatural.

Feng Wan couldn't understand that a woman could really love a man to this extent.

Regardless of whether it was her previous life or this life, she was not going to try it, it would be torture just to watch.

Mrs. Ling took Feng Wan and walked directly towards the yard of the second room.

To go to the courtyard of the second bedroom, you have to walk outside the courtyard wall of the first bedroom.

They are worthy of being one of the four major cultivation families in the mortal world. Even the roads under their feet are spacious and luxurious.

A green plant climbed all over the wall, casting a small shadow under the sunlight.

The first-level purple demon dill, the flowers can be used to refine the anti-vomiting elixir, and the fruit is poisonous and can be used to refine the psychedelic elixir.

Feng Wan was looking up at the patch of green on the wall in trance, when this information suddenly jumped out of his consciousness.

Feng Wan was shocked. What was going on? She had never been in contact with Purple Demonic Rose and didn't recognize it at all.

When Mrs. Ling saw Feng Wan stopped and refused to leave, she turned back to look at her in confusion.

"Son, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Feng Wan shook his head, "It's okay, let's leave quickly."

Although I still don’t know what’s going on, it seems like it’s not a bad thing for me now, so I don’t need to worry too much for the time being.

"stop."

Not far away, a young man's domineering shout came from behind.

Ling's body trembled slightly.

This voice was neither familiar nor completely unfamiliar to Feng Wan. If he remembered correctly, he should be the son of the eldest son of the Feng family.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, and the same is true in big families.

Logically speaking, Mrs. Ling is the elder, so the eldest son should call her aunt when he sees her.

But Ling is just a mortal who cannot practice cultivation, and her only daughter has no spiritual roots, so she naturally has no status in the Feng family.

The eldest son of Dafang is called Feng Huan. He is born in the main house and has a third-line spiritual root. He is currently on the second level of Qi training and is considered a genius in their generation.

He is usually very proud, and he even looks down upon Feng Wan, who has no spiritual roots.

Feng Wan knew that it was useless to avoid many things, so he had to bite the bullet and rush forward.

Taking Ling's hand, he turned around and looked at the person opposite.

The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was wearing a flamboyant red robe, which looked a little out of place on him.

Jian Fengwan looked at him.

Feng Huan raised her chin proudly.

"Recently, I heard that someone bought an ugly monster egg at the market. According to the description of the onlookers at the time.

The person who bought the monster eggs looks a lot like you, he is indeed a little loser like you."

The news about Feng Wan buying monster eggs at the market has long been known. As the eldest son of the Feng family, it is normal for him to know about this matter.

Feng Wan had nothing to quibble with, so he nodded generously and said.

"Brother, I bought a monster egg, but it's not ugly."

What does a little kid who only cares about appearance know? This monster egg of hers is quite powerful.
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