Tang Hui walked out of the Yanyu Pavilion, and with a triumphant smile, he waved to Ye Yingxiu and Tang Yan who were waiting outside the Yanyu Pavilion, and said, "I have kept you waiting, we will temporarily stay in the east wing of the Yanyu Pavilion."
Tang Yan stepped forward and said with a smile, "Master, how was the negotiation?"
At this time, a black-robed deacon walked towards Tang Hui carrying a white cloth bag and said: "Senior Song, this is the twenty kilograms of Enlightenment Tea ordered by Master Zhao. Please accept it."
Tang Hui took it and weighed it in his hand. It was indeed twenty pounds. He said to the black-robed deacon: "Take us to Yanyu Pavilion."
"Senior Song, please come with me." The black-robed deacon said, and then took the lead to lead the way.
After about a cup of tea, the black-robed deacon opened the door of a room, turned around and said: "This is the room that Head Zhao specially ordered to prepare for Senior Song. If Senior Song is not satisfied, Head Zhao has another room."
arrange."
"Wow...so impressive." Before Tang Hui could answer, Tang Yan ran in first.
If the VIP building is magnificent, then this room looks ancient.
This is a very spacious room. There are several splash-ink landscape paintings hanging on the walls. The four corners of the beams are inlaid with milky-white fist-sized night pearls, which illuminate the whole room as bright as day. There are large bottled antiques placed in the corners of the room.
On the far left are the Four Treasures of the Study and a row of bookshelves filled with books.
Tang Hui nodded and asked casually: "What about my apprentice's room?"
"This..." the black-robed deacon said with some embarrassment, "This head Zhao has not told me."
Tang Hui thought about it for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand, you can go about your business."
"I'll excuse you." The black-robed deacon clasped his fists, took three steps back, turned and walked away.
The meaning of the leader Zhao is very obvious. Two monks in the Qi refining stage are not qualified to stay in Yanyu Pavilion. If it were not for the golden signboard of Shushan Sword Sect, they would not be allowed to enter.
Tang Hui walked into the room, touched his nose, looked around the new house, then sat cross-legged, opened the white cloth bag in his hand, revealing a large handful of oval leaves, picked up a leaf, and said to himself
He murmured: "Are these the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Wudao?"
Ye Yingxiu looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall and studied them carefully.
"If it's twenty kilograms, it should be able to restore the spiritual power of Lingtai's sea of consciousness, right?" Tang Hui was not in a hurry to swallow twenty kilograms of leaves from the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, but took out five bottles one by one from the storage bag.
A porcelain bottle of top-grade elixir.
Pour one pill into the palm of his hand one by one, in five colors: white, green, black, red, and yellow. The pill is full of energy and round and flawless. Tang Hui takes a deep breath of the pill. The spiritual power in the five internal organs is ready to move. According to Zhao Huangchao's
According to the old boy, these five bottles of high-quality elixirs are all effective in strengthening the foundation and cultivating the yuan. Let's call them "Peiyuan Dan".
"Master, what is this?"
Tang Yan looked around the whole room, looked at the five five-color elixirs in Tang Hui's palm, and asked: "Where did the elixirs come from?"
"What do you think of the high-grade elixir that old boy Zhao Huangchao gave you? Do you want to take one?" Tang Hui picked up the red elixir and said, "This is a fire-attribute elixir, which corresponds to your fire-attribute spirit.
root."
Tang Yan said hesitantly: "You won't have a bad stomach, right?"
The pain from the last time she received the middle-grade marrow-cleansing elixir still left Tang Yan with lingering fears.
"No, the effect of this elixir is to strengthen the body and strengthen the body, and its properties are mild. However, you are only at the third level of Qi training, and your meridians are too narrow to accommodate the power of high-grade elixirs. Middle-grade elixirs are already at their limit.
Tang Hui thought for a while and said, "You can use a basin of water to crush the elixir and dilute it. Take it thirty-six times, with an interval of half an hour. It should be able to increase a lot of fire attribute aura and impact the energy in the body."
Acupoint."
Tang Yan's eyes lit up, and she took the red fire attribute "Pei Yuan Dan" from Tang Hui's hand and looked around, looking for the water basin.
"Yingxiu." Tang Hui called to Ye Yingxiu who was admiring calligraphy and painting. Ye Yingxiu came back to his senses. Shi Shiran walked up to Tang Hui and looked at Tang Hui with his eyes as if they could speak.
Tang Hui took out the green elixir from his palm, handed it to Ye Yingxiu and said: "You have a weak foundation. After crushing this elixir, swallow it in seven or forty-nine times, with an hour's interval, and silently
Use the Yin Yin Qi Jue for several weeks until all the medicinal power is absorbed and digested."
Ye Yingxiu nodded gently, took the blue pill, and went to look for clear water.
Tang Hui pondered for a while, then poured the three white, yellow, and black elixirs in his palm back into the porcelain vase, and then gently sucked the leaves of the twenty kilograms of ancient tea tree of Enlightenment spread out, and all of them flew into the center of his eyebrows.
In the spiritual sea of consciousness.
There seemed to be a rain of leaves in the sea of consciousness on the Lingtai, floating in the air like a butterfly with a broken soul. Tang Hui's soul, sitting cross-legged on the twelve-pin lotus platform, showed a look of great joy.
Open your mouth and take a deep breath.
The five uncles who were originally breathing in the energy of creation nurtured by the Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform, as if they had discovered something good, also began to absorb the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment falling from the sky. Now they were sitting in a panic.
Tang Hui's soul on the twelfth-grade lotus platform cursed in a low voice and increased the intensity of swallowing the ancient tea tree of Sky Enlightenment.
After the five uncles swallowed the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, they spit out five-color mist to Tang Hui's soul. Tang Hui's soul found that after the five uncles filtered and fed back, the effect was twice as good as the effect of swallowing the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment.
, and no longer compete with the five uncles for the leaves of the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment falling from the sky.
It turned out that the five uncles were not trying to steal the food from the tiger's mouth, but were helping Tang Hui's soul and working together to restore the lost spiritual power of Tang Hui's soul. This made the stone hanging in Tang Hui's heart finally settle.
This was the twenty kilograms of leaves from the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment that he had finally extorted from the old boy Zhao Huangchao of the Medicine God Sect. He did not ask for the spiritual power of Lingtai Consciousness Sea to make further progress, and he expected this thing to restore his previous state.
If his mental power was completely devoured by the five uncles, then he was not working in vain.
Tang Hui's soul swallowed up all the mist that the five uncles had fed back into his belly, and the Lingtai sea of consciousness expanded outward at a speed visible to the naked eye. The completely clean sea of Lingtai consciousness that was originally burned by the fire of heavenly calamity - Glaze Pure Fire,
Finally, new flowers, plants and trees began to sprout and bloom.
Perhaps because of the wood attribute, the sycamore tree that first sprouted and was burned into decayed branches by the pure fire of glazed glass regained its vitality and evolved into a towering tree.
At this time, Tang Hui struck while the iron was hot, poured all five bottles of high-grade elixir into his mouth, divided it into five branches, and injected it into the five internal organs that were nearly dry. Relying on his semi-immortal body, he was not afraid of exploding to death due to excessive potency.
If the medicinal power produced by swallowing a low-grade elixir is a drop of water; the medicinal power of a middle-grade elixir is like a gurgling stream; and the power of a high-grade elixir is like a rushing river. Tang Hui could not figure it out.
What does it feel like to have the best elixir or even an elixir?
Now Tang Hui only feels the power of the medicine in his body rushing, like ten thousand grass mud horses trampling past him at the same time. Tang Hui has not experienced the feeling of pain for a long time. Since the last time he went to the Tongue Pulling Hell in the Bibo Pond Life and Death Disillusionment Array in Jiuhua Mountain, he has experienced
After suffering the pain of pulling out his tongue thousands of times, Tang Hui already felt that no pain in the world could stump him anymore.
The feeling this time allowed Tang Hui to relive the painful feeling of pulling out his tongue thousands of times. It was like dying over and over again, but he couldn't live or die, so he could only endure the indescribable pain in vain.
This kind of pain cuts into the skin and goes deep into the bone marrow.
He was cut into pieces with thousands of swords and pierced by thousands of arrows. In the face of this indescribable pain, he was simply weak.
As for the sea of consciousness in his Lingtai, due to the constant falling of leaves from the twenty kilogram ancient tea tree of Enlightenment, it was always clear and clear, and it was impossible to pass out from the pain.
As the saying goes: "Only when you endure hardships can you become a master."
This sentence is equally applicable in the realm of cultivation. Any cultivator who breaks through tribulations and ascends to the heavenly realm has not gone through thousands of hardships before reaching the peak step by step.
In a daze, Tang Hui didn't know how much time had passed. It might have been a moment, a day, a month, a year, or ten thousand years.
Tang Hui slowly opened his eyes, not overflowing with light or dazzling. His eyes seemed to see through all the world of mortals, looking through the Misty Rain Pavilion, through the Medicine King Valley, to a place far, far away. There was a person in white clothes and white clothes.
A woman in white, with boots and socks and a white gauze covering her face, stood on a small bridge playing a pipa, playing a beautiful piece of music. The spring water tinkled and the fish in the water popped up one after another.
Is it her again?
Who is she?
Tang Hui stood there sadly, looking around. The sky and the earth were clear and bright, and the weather was desolate. He just stayed in a daze. I don’t know how long it took. He slowly closed his eyes and remembered many past events and old people. He walked around in his mind until he reached the VIP Building.
That move of "shaking Kunlun with one hand" brought heaven and earth together.
When a person has too much money, he is often dazzled and does not know what to cherish.
Tang Hui raised his arm and flicked it, as if pushing away an object on the messy desk, "The mountains retreated."
No Langya Mountain, no Lotus Peak, no Jiuhua Mountain, no all famous mountains.
After brushing away the mountains and mountains in the world in his mind, Tang Hui brushed for the second time, "The rivers and seas retreated."
No Yangming Lake, no Blue Wave Pond, no Soul-Destroying Swamp, no rivers and lakes.
The third time he pushed the whisk, "the tower retreated."
There is no Baima City, no Jingzhou City, no Batongue City, and no high buildings in the city.
The fourth brush is to brush back the grass and trees.
The fifth brush, the brush retreats and the moon appears.
The sixth brush is to brush away all living beings in the world.
At this moment, between heaven and earth, Tang Hui seemed to be alone, with his eyes still closed, but "looking around blankly" in the darkness, not knowing what he was looking for.
When Tang Hui thought he was about to return without success, he was shocked to find that he could not open his eyes. What he saw was five dragon pillars in the direction of the five elements reaching into the sky, with a Taoist in the middle sitting cross-legged on the twelve-grade lotus platform.
The light is radiating, dazzling, and dazzling.
Tang Hui finally opened his eyes and wiped his face, which was filled with tears before he knew it.