Eight hundred and nineteenth chapter: people are about to die, their words are also good
"Husband, do you really want to give these two little guys to me? If you cultivate them carefully, they will be a powerful helper in the future. A gentleman promises, but you can't regret it." Wan'er suppressed the red color on her face due to shyness, and quickly
Change the subject.
"Husband and wife are one body, what's the difference between yours and mine? The two cormorants have been with me since I embarked on the path of spiritual practice. From today on, they are Wan'er's companions." Zhao Shoushou placed one on the tip of his nose with his left hand.
Scratching it gently and affectionately, I couldn't help but hold it in my arms.
Compared with his huge Yuanyang power, the Yuanyin power that Wan'er carefully cultivated has a very limited effect on Zhao Shoushou.
It's like introducing a small stream into a huge lake, causing some waves but not affecting the overall situation.
Perhaps the only gain is that after feeling the power of yin and yang in this most primitive way, I have a deeper understanding of the law of water.
On the surface, the law of water and the power of yin and yang belong to completely different types of power. As the saying goes, different paths lead to the same destination. In the final analysis, these essential powers have some things in common, and this is his only gain.
"Thank you for your mercy, husband." Wan'er did not turn into a little hedgehog as usual, she seemed to be moved by his warmth, and she stayed in her arms quietly like a little kitten.
Both his parents died when he was young, and he walked alone on the road of spiritual practice. He especially enjoyed this kind of warmth. At this moment, it seemed that all the noise between heaven and earth disappeared without a trace, leaving only the relationship between the two of them.
heartbeat.
"Wan'er, for monks like you and me, the strength of cultivation is always the most important. After all, the golden elixir stage has not reached the pinnacle of the cultivation world. In the future, most of the energy will be placed on the improvement of cultivation."
After about a stick of incense, Zhao Shoushou persuaded him warmly from the side.
"Don't worry, husband, Wan'er can clearly distinguish the importance. The power of refining Yuanyang has been harvested a lot. After a while, you can go into retreat and try to rush into the late stage of Jindan. I will definitely not drag you down."
"The delicate smile of Wan'er on the hind legs lies in front of its broad and powerful chest.
Of course, as newlyweds, the two naturally needed to enjoy a period of love and affection. Time passed by unconsciously, and it was not until March that they reluctantly sent Wan'er to a place specially used for retreat.
In the cave, try to attack the late stage of Jindan.
"The beauty nest is a tomb of heroes. The ancients do not deceive me. It is necessary to quickly adjust your mentality and devote all your energy to improving your cultivation. After all, the love between children can only be used as an interlude and a tonic." Looking at Shimen
After closing the door and locking it, Zhao Shoushou shook his head to expel all the negative emotions.
Now that his cultivation has reached his current level, it is difficult to achieve significant improvement by simply practicing in seclusion. It is more necessary to go out and look for opportunities.
Although Wan'er has gained a lot from the refined power of Yuanyang, it is not easy to achieve a smooth promotion of cultivation. It can take as little as three to five years and as many as twenty years.
Zhao Shoushou naturally would not give up this golden period. In addition to daily practice, his most important energy was placed on the search for opportunities.
As the supreme elder of Peiling Sect, Huang Mingguo was the emperor's consort, and he was a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk who was quite famous in the entire Central Plains cultivation world. Naturally, he didn't need to bump into the same people as before.
Every few months, disciples of the Peiling Sect would gather information about possible ruins or caves, and he only needed to explore them one by one.
The source of this information may be hearsay from some disciples, or it may be that they have seen some visions with their own eyes. Even if the credibility is not high, the efficiency has been greatly improved.
What's more, after going through layers of selection, all the people who were qualified to be placed in front of him were existences with high credibility. In the past explorations, his guesses were proved to be completely correct. In every expedition or
He will gain more or less, but as his cultivation level increases, fewer and fewer treasures can enter his eyes.
"The mulberry trees were harvested and lost in the east. Wan'er meditated in retreat, but these many treasures came to her door on her own initiative." Looking at the large number of third-level spiritual objects in a storage bag, Zhao Shoushou laughed at himself rather helplessly.
All of these treasures were obtained during more than ten years of exploration, and most of them are mainly various third-level treasures. In fact, this is also the current situation in the world of cultivation.
For monks, whether they are practicing in seclusion or seeking and exploring various opportunities, time always disappears without a trace without even realizing it.
More than twenty years are just a blink of an eye for Zhao Shoushou. During this period, Wan'er had already left the seclusion five years ago, successfully promoted to the late stage of Jindan, and left Peiling Mountain to explore under the protection of two cormorants.
The world of cultivation is looking for opportunities, laying a solid foundation, and quietly waiting for the opportunity to be promoted to Nascent Soul.
Going from the golden elixir to the Nascent Soul is an insurmountable threshold, which is an all-round improvement for a monk. Zhao Shoushou can provide her with some cultivation resources, but he cannot forcefully help her break through the bottleneck and advance to the Nascent Soul.
Therefore, he did not stop Wan'er from going out and wandering around, but only left two means on her body that could be used to save her life at critical moments.
However, this peaceful life is destined not to last too long. Zhang Shengsheng, the supreme elder of Peilingmen, has very little life left and is already on the verge of death. According to the rules, Zhao Shoushou will go to see him off today.
"Zhao Shoushou has met senior brother. If it hadn't been for the big battle between senior brother and Sun Cheng ten years ago, I'm afraid his longevity wouldn't have been consumed so quickly." Looking at Zhang Yisheng, who seemed to be withering in one fell swoop and full of deathly energy, he spoke from his heart
Inner self-blame.
When Zhao Shoushou went to explore a cave, Sun Cheng of the Heavenly Thunder Sect took the opportunity to sneak attack on the spiritual mineral vein group. Zhang Yisheng spent his own energy to repel it with serious injuries.
"Since there is no chance of moving forward in my own cultivation, what's the point of living for ten more years? At the cost of a frequent death, my brother, seriously injuring Sun Cheng, can at least buy the sect a hundred years.
Everything has value. I summoned my junior brother today to explain two things. "Ahem, cough, cough." Zhang Yisheng seemed to have really reached the end of his life.
"That's what senior brother orders."
"After I become a brother, I ask my junior brother to take care of everything about the sect so that I can handle the affairs of the sect. After all, my cultivation is too low." Zhang Yisheng stared at him tightly with his eyes motionless.
"Whenever the sect is in need, Zhao Shoushou will definitely go all out." Human beings are not ruthless. After hundreds of years, he also has a certain sense of belonging to Peiling Sect.
"Brother, if you are born into a sect or lose a sect, you cannot condense your Nascent Soul without the blessing of the elders of the sect. If you don't put too much energy into the sect, it is also possible for your own cultivation to continue to take a step forward.
After all, we monks need to put our own cultivation first. Junior brothers should take this as a lesson and never make the same mistake again. "People who are about to die have good words, and they all speak from the bottom of their hearts."