After this incident, Princess Xu Luo became much more honest on the way. Everyone speeded up a lot while walking.
Xu Qingmu took the missing Lin Zhenbei with him and asked Shouyuan to help check whether there was any possibility of recovery. After the monk Shouyuan checked, he gently shook his head: "I have been lost for a long time, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless we find the person who took away this soul."
Xu Qingmu knew it in his heart. In the end, he still couldn't get around this three-inch barrier.
However, Lin Zhenbei seemed to be subconsciously close to Xu Qingmu. He was always by Xu Qingmu's side and would protect Xu Qingmu out of instinct.
Even the monk Shouyuan who came down from the east chamber was a little surprised. He studied this matter alone for a long time. Finally, he told Xu Qingmu that this situation was extremely rare and was caused by a strong concern when he was dying. The monk explained that if one soul is missing, then
Don't be afraid of pain, have no distracting thoughts, stay by your side happily, and you will be an effective assistant in the future.
Xu Qingmu did not answer. From the bottom of his heart, he would never treat Lin Zhenbei as a slave.
After leaving Burial Book Mountain, the next step is a road trip. In addition to the easy walking, the scenery gradually becomes more beautiful.
On the way, Xu Qingmu asked the monk again how he knew he would be in danger at Book Burial Mountain.
The monk spoke frankly and told him that it was his master who asked him to go down the mountain and pointed out the location of Book Burial Mountain. Why the master knew about it is unknown.
Li Chengru leaned over and said, "That bullshit Taoist has some skills."
The young monk Shouyuan's eyes were a little leering:
"Why do you speak so rudely? You are such a rude person."
Who knew that Li Chengru said with a smile:
"How do you know I'm a rough guy? It's strange. I thought these secrets are only known to beautiful and beautiful cultivators. It seems that people have great power, Amitabha."
Shouyuan simply rolled his eyes. It was hard for him to imagine how such a person could make such an earth-shattering strike.
Li Chengru is still unforgiving:
"That old donkey Chunyang, is there anything else I want you to tell me? If you don't say it now, are you waiting to go back and get beaten?"
Shouyuan woke up and said to Xu Qingmu:
"My master asked me to tell you that everything should go with the flow and never insist on taking the wrong path."
Xu Qingmu scratched his head a little. These words sounded meaningless. How do you understand them?
The monk ignored Xu Qingmu's doubts and continued:
"The white relic that treated you was burned after the death of the previous abbot. It is named 'Xie Yang'. It is one of the most precious treasures in the east chamber. In addition to being able to revive a seriously injured body that is on the verge of death, it is also called 'Xie Yang'.
You can experience some other wonderful uses."
Xu Qingmu expressed his gratitude.
"In addition, the reason for the disappearance of the thirty-six Zhoutian of Beiming in your body is that the fight with Xu Pei in the same realm hurt the foundation. In other words, your bridge to immortality was broken."
Li Chengru suddenly stopped, his expression unusually solemn: "The original words of that old donkey Chunyang?"
The monk ignored this literary saint who had a hairy mouth and was not very good at speaking, and nodded.
Xu Qingmu was a little confused: "Climb the Immortal Bridge?"
Li Chengru first explained:
"The passages that connect the thirty-six major acupoints in the human body are commonly known as the 'Dengxian Bridge'. The more bridges and the wider the bridge deck, the better the foundation of cultivation. But even if the talent is not good, it is
There are some bridge decks, and once one of these immortal bridges is broken, it means that 'there is no chance of the next three realms in this life'."
Li Chengru looked at Xu Qingmu and continued:
"This also makes sense. Why have you stopped at the sixth level in the past two years? Except for your sword intention, your sword skills have made some progress, and your cultivation has stagnated at all."
Xu Qingmu had a clear idea in his mind.
If the old beggar forcibly poured the cultural and military fortunes into his body, and then cultivated the thirty-six days of Beiming to the twenty-fourth level according to his own meridians, he would have built a good enough 'bridge to ascend to immortality' for himself, so those
It was only in the year that he was able to enter the four realms in one year, and his ability to comprehend the way of the sword became even better.
In that battle in the same realm, I overstretched my body, and had forcibly released the two sword energies in my body before, which seriously injured me.
The monk looked at Xu Qingmu with a somewhat sympathetic expression: "But don't worry, there is a way to rebuild the broken 'Dengxian Bridge'."
It was considered encouragement. Xu Qingmu understood in her heart, how could it be as simple as what she said?
Sure enough, Li Chengru did not lie or hide anything, but spoke:
"Building a bridge to ascend to immortals is no less difficult than the 12th or 13th realm, and..."
Li Chengru paused for a moment, as if he was weighing whether to say this, which might make Xu Qingmu a little frustrated.
Xu Qingmu looked at Li Chengru: "The first day you met me? Are you still afraid that I will be shocked?"
Li Chengru no longer laughed as before, and became seriously serious:
"You still need to reshape your body."
"Reshape the body?"
"Well, under the special medicinal bath, the muscles of the whole body are dissolved, the tendons and veins are restructured, and the Dengxian Bridge is built."
Xu Qingmu understood clearly and asked: "Is it difficult to find a medicinal bath?"
Li Chengru curled his lips, this stingy guy.
"It's not difficult, but most people can't bear the extreme pain of dissolution. Once you can't bear it and can't hold on to the Qingtai, your body and soul will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of treatment."
Xu Qingmu asked: "Is the rebuilt Dengxian Bridge the same as the original one?"
The old beggar shook his head:
"It will be stronger. In ancient times, there was a man who ascended to immortality. He relied on this method of breaking and establishing. He took the initiative to dissolve his body and reshaped the bridge of ascending to immortality. In the following thirty years, he broke through the realm like scissors and rags, and made great progress with each passing day."
Shouyuan also echoed: "Yes, once you survive the extreme pain and danger, great light will come."
Xu Qingmu smacked his tongue, as if he had only this option.
Li Chengru said:
"There's no rush to consider these things now. It's not necessarily a bad thing if the Immortal Bridge breaks when you reach the Immortal Bridge now. Play slowly and slowly and swim forward. When you reach the Nine Realms, it won't be too late to think about it."
Xu Qingmu nodded, yes, the main consideration now is to consolidate his current state, and then consider rebuilding the 'Dengxian Bridge'.
After a short rest at the inn, a group of people entered the "White Mang City" on a warmer afternoon.
Opposite Yehuang City, this Baimang City is where the century-old economy of the "Chen Family", one of the three surnames, lies.
Fatty Shen Xiuqi looked proud. The three surnamed families had always had business contacts and were familiar with each other. Especially the "Chen" and "Shen" families, who had been close friends for centuries. In private, Fatty Shen called Chen Qi, the head of the Chen family.
As a godfather, it can be seen that the relationship is good.
"When we enter the city later, we will go to the godfather's house to rest for a few days. You don't know that my godfather is the best at collecting weird charms in the world, such as incense villains, insects that can transform into gold and silver treasures, etc.
Wait, there is also the 'Fairy Anmeng' who can help people have good dreams every night, she is the most magical! When we get to the house, I will ask my godfather to show you all!"
Princess Xu Luo is interested again. Although she is a vassal princess, her family background is indeed not as good as that of a family with three surnames who have been doing business for thousands of years.
Seeing his sweetheart talking so eloquently, his lovely face turned red:
"I just know how to brag."
The fat man turned around and said with a smile: "My godfather also raised a spirit called 'Hehuan Mei', a one-foot-tall little person who exudes a unique aura and can make me..."
Before the fat man finished speaking, Xu Luo's face seemed to be dripping with water.
Li Chengru curled his lips disdainfully: "Do you want to become that rough guy?"
Xu Luo's face turned redder.
Xu Qingmu scratched his head. The old man Li and the monk talked about rough people a few days ago. Xu Qingmu, who had never experienced anyone, always felt that he was a rough person.
But when I heard it today, it had a lot of meaning!
He is worthy of being a member of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix, and he has to give him a thumbs up for his speaking skills.
But at the moment Xu Qingmu was a little sad:
Today the phoenix chick is here, where does the soul of the crouching dragon go?