Chapter Thirteen: Receiving Qi and Returning to Yuan
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Yuan Fei was unwilling to let Mr. Xiao invade his body, but he was hugged tightly by Mr. Xiao's body and could not break free. He watched the ball of light shoot a ray of light towards his head, knowing that if he didn't fight hard, everything would be over.
Therefore, he took the risk of not having enough cultivation to destroy both body and soul, and forcibly used the method of stealing people's cultivation in the second volume of "Tao Jing" "Nai Qi Gui Yuan".
He had never tried to operate this method. He originally thought that even if it failed, he would be destroyed physically and mentally and die together with Mr. Xiao, but he did not expect that a thin mist of Guiyuan actually condensed. According to "The Stolen Scripture"
According to the volume "Naqi Guiyuan" in the book, what should be condensed at this time should be a colorless ring. Obviously Yuan Fei's skill is insufficient and he can only condense a thin mist.
The light collided with the mist fiercely, and immediately made a hissing sound. Old Xiao's consciousness wrapped in the light group immediately felt that something was wrong. When his true essence came into contact with the mist, it turned out to be like the Yangtze River embankment.
Like a gaping hole, it surged uncontrollably and violently poured into the mist.
Old Xiao was so shocked that he wanted to withdraw his original essence that was used to break open Yuan Fei's forehead. Unfortunately, he seemed to be in front of a huge whirlpool at this time, not to mention his original essence.
The crystals condensed by his own consciousness moved little by little towards the mist, coerced by his natal essence. The mist was like a greedy demon that kept absorbing and devouring Mr. Xiao's natal essence.
The mist gradually grew stronger as it absorbed Mr. Xiao's true energy, and it grew by a third in just a few breaths.
Mr. Xiao was really scared at this time. It was a fear he had never experienced before. Even when he was killed by Yuan Fei, he didn't have such fear. He felt that the mana of his body was being torn apart.
Entering the mist, Mr. Xiao suddenly remembered something. He used the miserable "Returning Ring" to tear out the opponent's true essence from the monk's body and forcefully absorb the Qi and return to it. If this happened to an ordinary opponent,
Using it in front of someone is definitely a death-seeking act that harms oneself and benefits others. Moreover, the method of stealing qi and returning it to the original source can only absorb the true essence of a monk who has a cultivation level similar to that of the caster. There is absolutely no way to practice qi like Yuan Fei.
The fourth level of cultivation absorbs the native mana of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.
It’s a pity that fate plays tricks on people! Mr. Xiao’s fate is indeed not good!
Yuan Fei's method of absorbing qi just now was used just right, because it turned the impossible into possible. At that time, Mr. Xiao's physical body was destroyed and he was eager to seize his body to force all his life essence out of his body, and directly use his life essence
Shot into the mist of Guiyuan, it was like Yuan Fei, a four-year-old child, struggling to lift the sword with all his strength, while Mr. Xiao, a middle-aged strong man, desperately held back his energy to press the tip of the sword.
It was so hard that it was hard not to die! This also directly led to a magical story in the world of immortality. A young boy in the fourth level of Qi training stage destroyed a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, both physically and mentally! It has never been done before or since.
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Of course, compared with the miserable fate of Mr. Xiao, who was a generation of Nascent Soul monks and the world-famous and feared thief lord Ge Hong, he was quite lucky! At least he didn't get excrement thrown all over him and then his long penis was licked by a street gangster.
The knife stabbed the body to death.
Yuan Fei, who was lying on the ground at this time, was not happy at all. Instead, his face was full of horror, because he found that he could not take back the mist that had been vented outside his body and turned into flesh and blood...