There was silence in the room. After a while, Qian Meier said again: "I heard from Yin Ling'er that Zi Yuyang came to cause trouble that day. Before you even stepped out of the room, you used more than ten invisible needles to kill Zi Yu.

When Yang was forced to retreat, what you used at that time was the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Not bad."

Qian Meier nodded slightly and continued: "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are indeed extremely mysterious. Even if you have lost all your cultivation, you can still send them out. But I heard from Yin Ling'er that the power you used to send out the needles seemed to have a hidden meaning.

A unique internal skill?"

Regarding the Ren family's inner strength secrets, Ren Pingsheng had nothing to hide, and replied: "It's the inner strength and mental method passed down from my family."

"Well...this is where it is."

Qian Meier suddenly had doubts on her face and said: "I didn't know this before, but this month, when I was healing your injuries and resuming your pulse, I observed your meridians. Logically speaking, in your situation at that time, any

It is absolutely impossible to use the unique skills of internal strength, whether in the mortal world or in the divine world. Why were you able to use this unique skill passed down from your family at that time? Are you sure that this is just the internal skills passed down from your family?"

"What do you mean?" Ren Pingsheng asked.

Qian Meier said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just saying that you may not even realize that in your situation at that time, you couldn't gather any internal strength at all, so why were you able to forcibly use this inner strength and mental method?

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This time, Ren Pingsheng was questioned.

He looked at the other party motionlessly. At this time, in his mind, he slowly recalled the time when he first went to Qixuan Sect. At that time, in the outer sect, in order to get a place to go to the inner sect, he desperately defeated Ling Zong.

Wang Xuan, the disciple of the second level Qi Condensation Realm of Jianmen.

But at that time, he himself was severely injured by the opponent's sword. The sword injured his heart and damaged his meridians. From then on, he could no longer condense Qi. In other words, he could not practice Xuanmen's skills.

At that time, the elders of the outer sect gave Zhuo Yifan the quota that should have belonged to him, but his meridians were damaged and he could not continue to practice. He stayed in the outer sect and could only be a handyman disciple, practicing Xuanmen, and

He will never be able to do it again.

But at that time, he did not accept his fate. In the following year, he was unable to practice the Xuanmen mind method, so he devoted himself to practicing the Wuxiang magic skill passed down from his family, pushing himself to the edge of life and death time and time again. In the end, he actually defeated Wuxiang.

After practicing his magical skills to the point where he could "turn internal force into energy", he made an exception and went to the Inner Sect.

But later, after his meridians recovered, he devoted himself to practicing the Xuanmen Kung Fu, and rarely practiced the internal skills and mental techniques passed down by his family. As for the later time when his memory of the previous life was awakened, he had so many cultivation techniques, it was useless.

The Xian Shen Gong was almost forgotten by him and he never touched it again.

It was not until this time that his meridians were damaged and he was unable to practice the mysterious method, so he tried to use this long-forgotten family internal skill. To his own surprise, he was actually able to use it.

At this moment, when he heard what Qian Meier said again, he couldn't help but start to have some doubts. Although an internal skill and mental method in the mortal world can be called a martial arts skill in the mortal world, it is too mediocre in the world of cultivation.

It's no wonder that any skill can be surpassed by practicing it.

But why, for such a mediocre skill, he can always practice this inner skill and mind method when his meridians are damaged and he cannot practice any other skills?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the rumors that caused the Ren family to be wiped out. It was said that more than three hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Ren family were instructed by immortals and left behind a unique secret book called "Purple Qi Turns into Dustless, Misty Smoke and Rain Sword".

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It was this cross secret that caused a bloody storm in the entire world, and once pushed the Ren family to the forefront.

It is said that this secret book contains a peerless secret. Even if you only understand a little bit, it can move mountains and fill the sea, turn the world upside down, have thousands of magical powers, and be omnipotent... But no one has ever known whether this is a peerless secret book or a secret book.

This sword manual has never been seen by anyone before.

And ever since he was a child, Ren had never heard his father mention such a secret book. In other words, the Ren family had no secrets at all, it was just rumors passed down from person to person.

If there really was such a unique skill, how could the Ren family have several immortals? How could they be destroyed by a little King Ning in the end?

But all this, it seems today, does not end with the end of the Ren family.

"what's on your mind?"

Qian Meier saw him thinking for a long time without speaking, so she couldn't help but ask.

Ren Pingsheng slowly came back to his senses, and after a long time he said: "This is indeed an internal skill passed down from my family, but I don't know why it can be used when my meridians are damaged."

Qian Meier joked and said: "It seems that your Ren family is not simple in the mortal world." At this point, she saw the other party's solemn expression. Knowing that he didn't like people making fun of the Ren family, she changed the subject and said:

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can practice this internal skill, I have already thought of a way to restore your cultivation. Maybe you can break through the desperate situation."

Ren Pingsheng looked at her: "I thought about it too."

Qian Meier then smiled sweetly: "It seems that we are in love with each other... Let's go, I will take you to a place."

The two of them left the palace. Qian Meier drove up a cloud of mist and took him towards the mountain behind the Shensha Palace. After walking for about a hundred miles, they saw undulating mountains, surrounded by dense forests, and there was a vague smell of monsters.

After leaving, Ren Pingsheng asked: "Where are you taking me?"

"arrive."

Qian Meier lowered the clouds and mist and led him to a valley. The vegetation here was deep and it was obviously a place with few human presence all year round.

Qian Meier said: "This place used to be called the Qianlong Mountain Range. Later, there was a turmoil in the heavens. Many monsters appeared out of nowhere and occupied the mountain range. The monsters that went in were more powerful. As for the deepest part,

Now even I can’t go.”

Ren Pingsheng already knew the purpose of her bringing him here. Qian Meier turned around, looked at him and said: "These monsters are very ferocious. They have become even more violent since the dramatic change more than three hundred years ago.

They often come out to hurt and eat people, so you don't have to be polite to them... Of course, with your current situation, you can't go too far."

At this point, Qian Meier paused and smiled again: "Jingtian Emperor has spent so much effort to suppress you. If you let him know that he has put so much effort into it, he actually allowed a sect in the mortal world to do so."

If your inner strength is broken, will you be angry to death?"

Of course Ren Pingsheng knew that when she asked her to come here to practice the Wuxiang Magic Art, she definitely did not expect to slowly return to the peak with the Wuxiang Magic Art. If she could practice like that, it would probably take tens of thousands of years.

But let him use the Wuxiang Divine Art to break through the suppression of the Jingtian Emperor. Just like a sapling held down by a stone, as long as there is a little crack, as long as there is a little sunshine, then one day, it can break through the huge stone.

, grows into a towering tree.

The formless magic power is the sunshine in this crack.

Qian Meier said: "Most of the outermost monsters are first-order monsters, and their strength is probably that of a cultivator who has just learned how to practice qi. On the first day, your task is very simple. Take ten first-order monsters.

Give me the inner elixir of the beast, of course, you can only use the phaseless magical power, not the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."

In the Hongmeng God Realm, Qi-training realm cultivators are not so easy to deal with. For Ren, the Qi-training realm cultivators were indeed not worth mentioning before his life, but now he is just a mortal who knows some martial arts.

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Of course, after all, this monster is still not as powerful as anyone. On this first day, he has to deal with ten such monsters. It is not difficult to say that it is easy, but it is not that easy.

By evening, Ren Pingsheng had retrieved ten first-level demonic beast inner elixirs. His mission for the day was considered completed. As for his body, he only suffered some minor scratches. Since he was here to break through a desperate situation, it was impossible to wear mysterious clothes.

Tianbao clothes are on the body.

Qian Meier held ten demonic beast inner elixirs, nodded with great satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's getting dark, I have to go back to the palace, as for you... I'll find a way by myself tonight.

Let’s spend time here, but be careful, there may be high-level monsters coming out to look for food at night.”

Ren Pingsheng knew that before he broke through the desperate situation, he probably wouldn't be able to leave this monster mountain range. This time might be very long.

"Okay, be careful, I'm leaving." Qian Meier smiled softly, and as soon as she finished speaking, the person disappeared without a trace.

After she left, Ren Pingsheng was left alone in the deep mountains and old forests. Under the dusk, it became a bit more eerie and strange.

The sky was getting dark, and from time to time, one or two shrill crows could be heard from the treetops, which made people feel panicked. Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated. His mission tonight was to stay alive before dawn.

He found a stream, mixed some mud and smeared it on his body, which could lighten the smell on his body and avoid being smelled by monsters with keen sense of smell.

In the distance, Qian Meier was watching his move, and couldn't help but smile softly: "Little guy, you are quite smart." She said she was leaving, but how could she really feel confident and boldly send Ren Pingsheng to her?

Stay here alone?

The next morning, she appeared in front of Ren Pingsheng again. Seeing that the mud and dirt on his body had not been washed away, and he was even a little embarrassed, she couldn't help laughing so hard: "Oh my, can't you be, being raped?"

Which monster chased me and fell into the mire and rolled around?"

Ren Pingsheng ignored her teasing and only said: "What is today's task?"

Qian Meier also immediately became serious and said: "Today, I want you to get twenty demonic beast inner elixirs."

In the evening, Ren Pingsheng brought twenty first-level demonic beast inner elixirs to her. Qian Meier took the demonic beast inner elixirs and "left" with satisfaction. Day after day, unknowingly,

A month has passed.

This month, Ren Pingsheng was as desperate as when he was in the Qixuan Sect's outer sect. The monsters he encountered were getting stronger and stronger. He fought with these monsters almost every day and was injured every day.

In fact, Qian Meier has never left, she has always been outside. As of today, Ren Pingsheng has been able to deal with third-level monsters. Third-level monsters are equivalent to the strength of a pill-forming cultivator, but he is now no more than

It is very difficult for a mortal who knows martial arts to deal with a practitioner of alchemy.

Therefore, Qian Meier asked him to just fetch an inner elixir from a third-level monster every day, and then he would have completed his mission.

This evening, he dragged his scarred body out of the forest. Qian Meier couldn't help but frown. She hadn't seen him injured like this in the past few days. Could it be that... he has reached his limit? But

This is far from enough to break through the suppression of Emperor Jingtian.

"Have you... obtained the inner elixir?"

Qian Meier immediately stepped forward and saw that he was shaking a little when walking, and she was worried that his mission might have failed.

Ren never spoke in his life. In the past month, Qian Meier had never seen him look so tired, and she couldn't help but feel even more worried.
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