"When I saw you, I found you lying at the foot of the mountain, covered with scars, so I took you here to treat your injuries... You have been unconscious for a day and a night..." The woman who spoke was Long Ziyan, who told Wen Tianbao one by one. Wen Tianbao tried his best to think, but his memory only stayed at the moment of falling. A stream of light crossed the sky, as if running towards him. He thought and hurriedly searched his body. He had already put on a new suit, including the storage bag, and everything was gone. 'Where is my treasure jade?' Wen Tianbao was shocked.

He quickly asked Long Ziyan: "Have you seen my storage bag and anything else?"

"Here, those things are all there." Long Ziyan pointed to the table not far away. When she saw Wen Tianbao, she didn't thank her. The first thing she thought of was the storage bag. She frowned slightly and her tone became a little cold.

Wen Tianbao didn't care about his injuries and wanted to stand up. As soon as his feet fell to the ground, his body shaking. His mind, which was originally a little confused, suddenly became blank. Fortunately, Long Ziyan, who was holding him in time, did not fall. Long Ziyan looked at Wen Tianbao's anxious eyes and sighed: "You have not healed now, so you are so anxious that you can't even want your life? You are no longer a monk, and your dantian has been penetrated. Can't you feel it?"

Wen Tianbao was shocked when he heard this. He lowered his head and took off his robe. In addition to the vague mottled marks on his body, there were indeed a circle of scars on his abdomen. The original Yuhua's physique seemed to have been broken by lightning and returned to his normal color, but now his physique is far beyond that of ordinary Qi-refining monks, and even worse than that of foundation-building monks.

He quickly sat cross-legged and focused on his dantian, but not only did he not sense the dantian, but his mind also swelled. In a short while, he was sweating like rain, and his head seemed to explode. Wen Tianbao gritted his teeth, focused his breath desperately, trying his best to suppress the pain and stay awake.

"Junior Brother Fang, what's wrong with you?" Long Ziyan pressed Wen Tianbao's shoulder with both hands and input spiritual power into Wen Tianbao's body. A strange thing happened. The spiritual power entered Wen Tianbao's body, like a mud bull entering the sea, completely missing. However, after this spiritual power entered, Wen Tianbao's face calmed a little, his eyes were half open and half closed, as if he had merged into a certain state. "This?" Long Ziyan was a foundation-building cultivator, and as a true disciple of the Danding Sect, her cultivation level was strong. She inputted most of her spiritual power in a row, and was digested by Wen Tianbao.

Wen Tianbao murmured: "There is no thought in the heart, and the person is like jade... from shallow to deep, and from turbid to clear. Both men and jade have leisure, and there is no leisure in the heart of Tao!"

Suddenly, a mysterious aura emerged in his body. Long Ziyan, who was still inputting spiritual power for Wen Tianbao, was bounced away by this aura. A strong white light burst out from Wen Tianbao's dantian under his abdomen. At the same time, a white light flashed between his eyebrows, and the white light rose and fell, clear and turbid, and it penetrated the air.

Wen Tianbao was already immersed in a mysterious state, and even greater changes occurred in his body. His dantian was originally transformed into a white color after the mist, but later it was broken through by lightning and lightning, and most of the mist was dispersed, which was equivalent to indirectly regaining vitality. However, at this moment, the pure white mist lurking in his body seemed to gather again and merge into his dantian.

The damaged barriers of the Dantian were also repaired by Pure White Milk, but the innate obstacles between the Zi Mansion and the Qi Sea were not repaired. The Qi Sea of ​​the Zi Mansion communicated with each other, and there was no difference anymore. The entire Dantian was already integrated!

However, after repairing the Dantian, the pure white mist soared up into the light between his eyebrows. His mind was shocked. The originally chaotic soul suddenly became clear and clear. He felt a cracked treasure jade above the sea of ​​consciousness. A trace of pure white mist penetrated out. On the tiny spiritual platform below, the seven spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder seemed to be nourished by the pure white mist and grew a little stronger. However, due to the limitations of the first-grade spiritual platform, no matter how strong his spiritual roots are, they can only grow to a certain level and cannot grow any longer.

Between the spiritual roots below and the treasure jade above, there is an illusory ball of light floating in it. It is Wen Tianbao's spiritual consciousness. He has reached the foundation-building cultivation level before. Even if his cultivation level has dropped, there is still spiritual consciousness. However, he is very weak and cannot be released. However, his sensing has become very sensitive.

Wen Tianbao's hands pinched the tricks and started to use the "Ling Wood Skill". With the help of spiritual consciousness, he absorbed the spiritual energy very quickly. The originally dry dantian was re-inserted into clusters of spiritual energy, and settled into thick spiritual power. In a short while, the entire dantian filled. Because his dantian was no longer different from the sea of ​​Qi and the purple palace, the capacity of the dantian was several times larger than that of others.

The first level of Qi refining, the second level of Qi refining... The fifth level of Qi refining... The sixth level of Qi refining... In the end, Wen Tianbao's cultivation remained at the sixth level of Qi refining. His cultivation quickly soared to the foundation building, but that was simply an illusion, and he was created at the cost of life. After the lightning strike, his vitality rekindled and his realm fell rapidly, but at least he stayed at the sixth level of Qi refining.

In just a moment, Wen Tianbao suddenly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Fang, your cultivation has been restored?" Long Ziyan, who had been guarding Wen Tianbao's side, widened her eyes: "But why can't I sense your cultivation?"

"This is nothing. I have realized it and embarked on another path." Wen Tianbao said very vaguely. Long Ziyan said strangely: "The other path? Could it be the sudden enlightenment of ancient monks? It is said that they can communicate with the world without cultivating their skills. This is not at all compared to ancient martial monks."

Wen Tianbao practiced what ancient immortal cultivation technique was. He still practiced the original technique, but after the guidance of the mysterious voice in the void, he seemed to have learned some truths and used this physics and crafted it as a help for cultivation, so he could reshape his cultivation and sense the existence of Baoyu.

Baoyu is now in the sea of ​​consciousness, which he knows, but he is unable to sense Baoyu now. This jade is seriously damaged and seems to be staying in his sea of ​​consciousness to nourish it.

He was not worried about having this thing in the sea of ​​consciousness, because he felt that the spiritual root qualifications were growing slowly. Although it was limited by the spiritual platform, it was at least different from other monks and was directly innately established.

"I have to thank my senior sister for her care." Wen Tianbao smiled and said.

"This is nothing, I have done my duty, but Junior Brother Fang, you have recovered from your cultivation level, but some of the hidden injuries have not yet been healed and need to rest for a while." Long Ziyan smiled happily when she saw Wen Tianbao's energetic appearance.

"Then I will rely more on my senior sister to take care of her." Wen Tianbao was just talking, and suddenly thought of the old man that day, his expression changed slightly, and then asked, "I wonder if my senior sister has heard of what news recently?"

"After the recent incident, many disciples have been forced to live in these temporary houses to recuperate, waiting for the instructions above." Long Ziyan pointed outside, and Wen Tianbao looked along the way. Sure enough, many injured disciples outside were sitting or standing and resting. Some houses were also quickly built.

"As for the big news, it seems that some disciples want to escape from the sect, but were killed by law enforcement disciples of the sect." As he said that, Long Ziyan suddenly looked a little serious, "I also heard about the news that other sects and sects have recently heard about our Danding Sect and come to get a share of the pie."

"What should I do? If other sects come, wouldn't all the disciples of our Danding Sect become prisoners?" Wen Tianbao frowned.

"It's unlikely that with the Supreme Elder Yin, the peak spiritual infant's cultivation level, can definitely be able to escape danger." Long Zi Yan said.

"But..." Wen Tianbao's words were as soon as he said, they got stuck in his throat. He vaguely remembered the scene when he broke through his cultivation a day ago. It was thrilling. The Supreme Elder almost killed him, but his life should not be lost. At the last moment, the Supreme Elder did not obtain Baoyu, let alone find him. After thinking about it, he came to an amazing conclusion: The Supreme Elder must have died.

"Nothing, junior brother, don't think too much, there will definitely be no sect war." Long Ziyan comforted.

"I hope this is the case." Wen Tianbao shook his head.

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Another day passed in a blink of an eye. Since Wen Tianbao regained his cultivation level, his body recovered extremely quickly. Every time he absorbed spiritual energy, it seemed to be different from ordinary Qi refining cultivators. You should know that those who learn martial arts focus on the cultivation of meridians, acupoints, and Qihai. Now, under the dual pressure of mist and lightning, his meridians have long become another state, tough and powerful, both weak and solid. What is strange is that every time he swallows and exhales spiritual energy, he not only inhales from his mouth and nose, and falls to the purple mansion of the Dantian. He no longer has the distinction between the purple mansion and the Qihai. Every time he swallows and vomits, the surrounding spiritual energy can enter the body from any part of his body. Before entering the Dantian, it is equivalent to washing the whole body again.

But he was not a martial arts practitioner, nor was he a practicing ancient martial arts practitioner. Because the ancient martial arts monks were clearly distinguished from the Zi Mansion and the Qihai, showing a Tai Chi diagram in a confrontational manner, while Wen Tianbao combined it in a harmonious way.

Wen Tianbao vaguely felt that if he continued to practice, not only would his body become very strong, but his spiritual power would also be as strong as a sea. Thinking of this, there was a turbulent wave in his heart: What a magical thing that treasure jade is?

However, even if he wanted to break his head, he could not figure out the exquisiteness of Baoyu. He could no longer use Baoyu now, but there seemed to be no previous obstacles in his cultivation. Through spiritual consciousness and the completely integrated dantian as an auxiliary, his cultivation level increased almost sharply, and it was only a matter of time to restore the foundation-building cultivation level.

On that day, Wen Tianbao finished his training and got out of bed. As soon as he left the door, he saw two familiar figures walking towards him and quickly greeted: "Senior Brother Jian, Senior Sister Lin!"

Among the two, Lin Yao seemed to have a little wet eyes, and Jian Chuan, who was beside her, also had a bad face.

"What's going on?" Wen Tianbao asked.

"Junior Brother Guo, and several other junior brothers were hit by lightning that day and they were gone." Lin Yao said tears fell.

"I'm just blaming me for not being there that day, otherwise, I would never allow such a thing to happen." Jian Chuan lowered his head and blamed himself.

"Alas. Everyone has their own destiny, life and death are impermanent, and you don't have to lament too much." Although Wen Tianbao said so righteously, in fact, he felt guilty. If he hadn't rashly studied the "spirit gathering array" and used Baoyu as the array eye, and accidentally triggered the landing of heavenly thunder, how could such a consequence have been caused?

The three of them greeted each other for a few words and left, because Lin Yao and Jian Chuan were going to take care of other injured disciples in the yard. Looking at the figures of the two leaving with Xiao Se, Wen Tianbao sighed deeply and immediately abandoned all kinds of distracting thoughts. He did not realize that since he obtained Baoyu, his mind had gradually changed, from the original indifference and hatred, to the later kindness and tolerance, and to the indifference today.

The disciples from all sides were busy building new houses or squatting aside to talk to each other. After the disaster, everyone was still scared.

At this moment, the wind suddenly sounded and a young disciple landed from the sky. This disciple was extremely powerful. Although Wen Tianbao could not stimulate spiritual consciousness, he only had a slight sense of sensing that this person had the foundation-building stage cultivation level.
Chapter completed!