Cultivation of Immortality

Xiyang rushed over quickly, and Zhui'er's appearance shocked him.

"How is your injury? How did you get injured?" Xiyang looked around with full vigilance.

"It's hard to explain. I asked for it. I wasn't hurt by anyone. Let me recover." After finishing speaking, Zhui'er closed her eyes.

More than an hour later, Zhui'er opened her eyes dejectedly and discussed with Xiyang, "This matter must be kept secret. Can you help me think of a way?"

Xiyang shook his head and said, "There is nothing you can do. Your injury won't heal for a while, but if we don't go back today, there will be an explosion over there tomorrow. Please tell me what's going on first."

Zhui'er hesitated for a moment and then said with a grimace, "It was Sister Minglan who told me there was a treasure here. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after I went in, I realized that this treasure was extraordinary. The mechanism was not very powerful, but the things were not." "Master, Sister Minglan is kind to us, so I only took what I could. I hope you won't ask about the treasure. I have to keep this secret for Sister Minglan." He took it out and gave it to Xiyang and Jiangxiao. He took the two elixirs and the spiritual treasure Xuan'a, "This is for you two. There are not many elixirs suitable for monks in Nanjingzhou, but this sword is a spiritual treasure."

"Lingbao?!" Xiyang looked at the sword in surprise.

"This is the best one. Although there are still others, but..."

Xiyang raised his hand to stop him and said, "Don't worry, I'm not an unjust person. Since Minglan gave the treasure to you, I won't try to get involved. Langxing, I know how kind you are. Lingbao is not Whatever you can get, you should keep it for yourself.”

Hearing what he said, Zhui'er smiled happily and said, "I have a spiritual treasure. Sister Jiangxiao is the only one among us who doesn't have it yet. This spiritual treasure can only be used in the middle stage of Yuan Ying. I specially selected it for Sister Jiangxiao." Yes, if you don’t take it, I’ll have to send it back.”

Xiyang was speechless looking at the boy in front of him. He felt a little ashamed of himself. Although Lang Xing had intervened between him and Jiangxiao, he couldn't find fault with this man. , can't regenerate hatred, even if he really snatches Jiangxiao away, I'm afraid he can only accept it sadly. No one can make him feel so frustrated but without the fighting spirit to fight back, Lang Xing is Like a perfect man with endless blessings, he doesn't have to fight or fight, but he can get whatever he wants, including Jiang Xiao. I am not on the same level as this person, he is an anomaly in this world, the proud man of heaven.

Xiyang's almost gloomy expression forced Zhui'er to explain himself. He said with some embarrassment, "I just feel that I am very close to Sister Jiangxiao. There is no other meaning."

These words made Xiyang realize that there must be a look on his face, and he hurriedly said, "I can see that you two are very compatible, and only you can make her come out of the gloom. We all sincerely hope that she will get better and better." Okay, you don’t have to worry too much, I’m very pleased with her current condition. If you want to give this spiritual treasure to her, just give it to her yourself.”

Zhui'er shook his head with a naive smile and threw Xuan'a and the two pills to Xiyang. Although Xiyang was asked to hand over this spiritual treasure to Jiangxiao, Jiangxiao would also come to him to ask what happened, but this represented an attitude, an attitude that Xiyang could understand.

Of course Xiyang understood. He stepped forward and patted Zhui'er on the shoulder and said, "Recover quickly." For Xiyang, who was not good at expressing, this sentence contained all his emotions.

Zhui'er slowly stood up and said, "It's useless. I lost a lot of my consciousness and I can only recover it slowly."

Xiyang frowned and asked, "How to lose it?"

of? Can it still be found? "

"This is it, be careful." Zhui'er took out the Qiankun bag and handed it to Xiyang.

Xiyang took it and carefully examined it, then looked at Zhui'er in confusion, "It's sealed. How was your consciousness taken away?"

"I thought it was sealed at first, but then I concentrated my consciousness hard and saw that it was sucked in. Don't try, otherwise we won't be able to go back for a while."

"Can the Universe Bag also absorb spiritual consciousness?" Xiyang said suspiciously as he fiddled with the Universe Bag.

Zhui'er said smartly, "I've thought about it. It might not be the Qiankun Bag, but a magic weapon deliberately made to look like a Qiankun Bag in order to deceive people into actively sending their spiritual consciousness into it. Think about it, if you encounter a strong force, When facing an enemy, you can easily deceive the opponent by pretending to surrender and handing over such a Qiankun bag.”

"That makes sense." Xiyang shook the Qiankun bag, "It's quite disguised. It really looks like it contains a lot of things."

"Hmm...?" Zhui'er stared at the Qiankun bag and made a puzzled sound. Only then did he notice that the Qiankun bag had bulged a little, as if a small breath had been blown into it, but he remembered it very clearly. , the Qiankun Bag was deflated at first. I just put a small crescent moon in it. It couldn't be stretched like this. Could it be that the part of the spiritual consciousness that was sucked in made it bulge? How can the invisible and insubstantial consciousness still take up space?

"Do you see anything wrong?" Xiyang picked up the Qiankun bag and asked.

"It was deflated from the beginning, so... my guess just now may not be right." A deep look of thought filled Zhui'er's eyes.

"Oh?" Xiyang became interested and took out a piece of spiritual stone and tried to put it inside. He was very brave. Faced with such a weird and dangerous thing, he not only had no fear but also started tossing around anxiously.

"Be careful! Don't do it yet. Do you think it is refining my consciousness?" Zhui'er was scared and panicked.

"No way? Don't scare yourself." Xiyang comforted Zhui'er while concentrating his consciousness and sending it towards the Qiankun bag again, but he was careful and not as energetic as Zhui'er. Send it in, even if this bit of consciousness is sucked in, it won't hurt too badly.

After the test was fruitless, Xiyang muttered, "I tried it again and felt...it really doesn't look like a magic weapon that absorbs spiritual consciousness, unless it is a spiritual treasure, and the spiritual intelligence of the weapon spirit must be high enough." He He is already a great monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his ability to send out spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of Zhui'er. It makes no sense that Zhui'er's spiritual consciousness can be sent in, but his can't.

Zhui'er understood what he was thinking and explained, "I have learned the magic of cultivating my spiritual consciousness. After the dream, I can see the scenery three or four thousand miles away. You must not try it again."

"Oh..." Xiyang looked at Zhui'er in surprise. This kid was so unbelievable. If that were true, his spiritual sense detection ability would be stronger than his own.

"But... I put something in it earlier, please give it to me..." Zhui'er reached out for the Qiankun bag and the spirit stone that Xiyang was holding, wanting to try it himself.

"Let's go back and try again." Although Xiyang was brave, he didn't dare to let Zhui'er get into trouble again. It would be hard to explain to everyone when he went back. As he said this, he put this weird Qiankun bag into his own Qiankun bag I tried putting it inside, but I couldn't put it in after trying it twice.

Zhui'er walked up the two steps. "The grade of this Qiankun bag is definitely not low. It makes sense that it can't fit in. It's okay. Let me try again." Xiyang rushed over quickly, and Zhui'er's appearance made him Shocked.

"How is your injury? How did you get injured?" Xiyang looked around with full vigilance.

"It's hard to explain. I asked for it. I wasn't hurt by anyone. Let me recover." After finishing speaking, Zhui'er closed her eyes.

More than an hour later, Zhui'er opened her eyes dejectedly and discussed with Xiyang, "This matter must be kept secret. Can you help me think of a way?" ??

Xiyang shook his head and said, "There is nothing you can do. Your injury won't heal for a while, but if we don't go back today, there will be an explosion over there tomorrow. Please tell me what's going on first."

Zhui'er hesitated for a moment and then said with a grimace, "It was Sister Minglan who told me there was a treasure here. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after I went in, I realized that this treasure was extraordinary. The mechanism was not very powerful, but the things were not." "Master, Sister Minglan is kind to us, so I only took what I could. I hope you won't ask about the treasure. I have to keep this secret for Sister Minglan." He took it out and gave it to Xiyang and Jiangxiao. He took the two elixirs and the spiritual treasure Xuan'a, "This is for you two. There are not many elixirs suitable for monks in Nanjingzhou, but this sword is a spiritual treasure."

"Lingbao?!" Xiyang looked at the sword in surprise.

"This is the best one. Although there are still others, but..."

Xiyang raised his hand to stop him and said, "Don't worry, I'm not an unjust person. Since Minglan gave the treasure to you, I won't try to get involved. Langxing, I know how kind you are. Lingbao is not Whatever you can get, you should keep it for yourself.”

Hearing what he said, Zhui'er smiled happily and said, "I have a spiritual treasure. Sister Jiangxiao is the only one among us who doesn't have it yet. This spiritual treasure can only be used in the middle stage of Yuan Ying. I specially selected it for Sister Jiangxiao." Yes, if you don’t take it, I’ll have to send it back.”

Xiyang was speechless looking at the boy in front of him. He felt a little ashamed of himself. Although Lang Xing had intervened between him and Jiangxiao, he couldn't find fault with this man. , can't regenerate hatred, even if he really snatches Jiangxiao away, I'm afraid he can only accept it sadly. No one can make him feel so frustrated but without the fighting spirit to fight back, Lang Xing is Like a perfect person with endless blessings, he doesn't have to fight or fight, but he can get whatever he wants, including Jiang Xiao. I am not on the same level as this person. He is an anomaly in this world, a proud man of heaven.

Xiyang's almost gloomy expression forced Zhui'er to explain himself. He said with some embarrassment, "I just feel that I am very close to Sister Jiangxiao. There is no other meaning."

These words made Xiyang realize that there must be a look on his face, and he hurriedly said, "I can see that you two are very compatible, and only you can make her come out of the gloom. We all sincerely hope that she will get better and better." Okay, you don’t have to worry too much, I’m very pleased with her current condition. If you want to give this spiritual treasure to her, just give it to her yourself.”

Zhui'er shook his head with a silly smile and threw Xuan'a and the two pills to Xiyang. Although Xiyang was asked to hand over this spiritual treasure to Jiangxiao, Jiangxiao would also come to him to ask what happened, but this represented an attitude, an attitude that Xiyang could understand.

Of course Xiyang understood. He stepped forward and patted Zhui'er on the shoulder and said, "Recover quickly." For Xiyang, who was not good at expressing, this sentence contained all his emotions.

Zhui'er slowly stood up and said, "It's useless. I lost a lot of my consciousness and I can only recover it slowly."

Xiyang frowned and asked, "How to lose it?"

of? Can it still be found? "

"This is it, be careful." Zhui'er took out the Qiankun bag and handed it to Xiyang.

Xiyang took it and carefully examined it, then looked at Zhui'er in confusion, "It's sealed. How was your consciousness taken away?"

"I thought it was sealed at first, but then I concentrated my consciousness hard and it was sucked in. Don't try, otherwise we won't be able to go back for a while."

"Can the Universe Bag absorb spiritual consciousness?" Xiyang said suspiciously as he fiddled with the Universe Bag.

Zhui'er said smartly, "I've thought about it. It might not be the Qiankun Bag, but a magic weapon deliberately made to look like a Qiankun Bag in order to deceive people into actively sending their spiritual consciousness into it. Think about it, if you encounter a strong force, When facing an enemy, you can easily deceive the opponent by pretending to surrender and handing over such a Qiankun bag.”

"That makes sense." Xiyang shook the Qiankun bag, "It's quite disguised. It really looks like it contains a lot of things."

"Hmm...?" Zhui'er stared at the Qiankun bag and made a puzzled sound. Only then did he notice that the Qiankun bag had bulged a little, as if a small breath had been blown into it, but he remembered it very clearly. , the Qiankun Bag was deflated at first. I just put a small crescent moon in it. It couldn't be stretched like this. Could it be that the part of the spiritual consciousness that was sucked in made it bulge? How can the invisible and insubstantial consciousness still take up space?

"Do you see anything wrong?" Xiyang picked up the Qiankun bag and asked.

"It was deflated from the beginning, so... my guess just now may not be right." A deep look of thought filled Zhui'er's eyes.

"Oh?" Xiyang became interested and took out a piece of spiritual stone and tried to put it inside. He was very brave. Faced with such a weird and dangerous thing, he not only had no fear but also started tossing around anxiously.

"Be careful! Don't do it yet. Do you think it is refining my consciousness?" Zhui'er was scared and panicked.

"No way? Don't scare yourself." Xiyang comforted Zhui'er while concentrating his consciousness and sending it towards the Qiankun bag again, but he was careful and not as energetic as Zhui'er. Send it in, even if this bit of consciousness is sucked in, it won't hurt too badly.

After the test was fruitless, Xiyang muttered, "I tried it again and felt...it really doesn't look like a magic weapon that absorbs spiritual consciousness, unless it is a spiritual treasure, and the spiritual intelligence of the weapon spirit must be high enough." He He is already a great monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his ability to send out spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of Zhui'er. It makes no sense that Zhui'er's spiritual consciousness can be sent in, but his can't.

Zhui'er understood what he was thinking and explained, "I have learned the magic of cultivating my spiritual consciousness. After the dream, I can see the scenery three or four thousand miles away. You must not try it again."

"Oh..." Xiyang looked at Zhui'er in surprise. This kid was so unbelievable. If that were true, his spiritual sense detection ability would be stronger than his own.

"But... I put something in it earlier, please give it to me..." Zhui'er reached out for the Qiankun bag and the spirit stone that Xiyang was holding, wanting to try it himself.

"Let's go back and try again." Although Xiyang was brave, he didn't dare to let Zhui'er get into trouble again. It would be hard to explain to everyone when he went back. As he said this, he put this weird Qiankun bag into his own Qiankun bag I tried putting it inside, but I couldn't put it in after trying it twice.

Zhui'er walked up two steps and said, "The grade of this Qiankun bag is definitely not low. It makes sense that it won't fit in. It's okay. Let me try again."