My Sister is Tianzun

"Sister, are you awake?"

Chen Yun fell asleep within a few minutes after taking a bowl of tonic for herself, and it was time to wake up after a small day's work.

"Old sister?" Chen Ze called again, but still did not respond. Chen Ze muttered, "Is it possible to wake up and leave by myself? It should be, it has been several hours, and I should wake up after drinking sleeping pills."

Chen Ze came to the bedroom and was a little surprised to see Chen Yun who was still asleep on the bed. I walked up to see that the old lady continued to sleep evenly and deeply.

He couldn't help laughing, although this look was not familiar to him, but Chen Ze knew that she was his relatives. After four years of suffering, now I know that my mother may be killed. Fortunately, God is not indifferent to the end, so he went around and sent the old sister back.

Chen Ze watched his smile suddenly stiff, and then slowly dissipated. He hurried to the window and grabbed the old sister's wrist to check his pulse.

Ten seconds later, I became more puzzled: "Weird, there is nothing wrong with the pulse. But... why is the spirit of the old lady so unstable?"

After that, Chen Ze stuck out **** on Chen Yun's forehead, a little bit of spiritual exploration, and felt that her consciousness was extremely confused.

"It's so fast. At this speed, the soul consciousness will disperse, even an ordinary healthy person may not last for five years."

As long as a person is alive, the body will continue to age, and the spiritual consciousness will gradually dissipate until death.

Chen Ze estimated that with the dissipating speed of his sister's spirit, it might not last three years without suppressing it.

She wanted to stop Yunji's zhenqi pouring from Chen Yun's eyebrows, and gradually smooth out her messy consciousness.

"call…"

Within ten seconds, the sleeping Chen Yun opened her eyes and let out a big breath. Seeing Chen Ze's serious expression, he couldn't help but smile wryly, "Hey, I'll let you know."

"If it weren't for me to find out, how long would you still think about it?" Chen Ze said in a reproachful tone: "Sister, you are my only relative now, you have to think about it for me."

"My soul is only damaged by a trace. If I can continue to practice, it would be better to say that it can be slowly restored with the nourishment of true energy and the elixir. However, my awakening is a mortal body, and the earth's aura is very thin. Support soul cultivation. If I can't temper my body and practice, I will die in three years. We have just met again, how can I bear with you all day, I am afraid of fear." Chen Yun said.

Chen Ze said: "I can practice, and I will give you my true qi every day."

"It's not as simple as you think. As time goes by, you need a lot of true qi to maintain your soul and body. The earth's aura is so thin that you will be overwhelmed by yourself."

Chen Ze turned his head and looked around and said, "I don't want to live forever, and I don't need to maintain it. Besides, I think my cultivation speed is okay, even if I continue to lose my true spirit for one hundred and eighty years, it is not a problem."

Chen Yun curled her lips in disgust: "Said you are getting fat and panting, and you have been practicing for some time, right? Has the true Qi circulation been condensed?"

"Look at what you said, why isn't it solid? Look."

After talking, Chen Ze ran to the bed and sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting the zhenqi in the group and starting to practice. Suddenly, there seemed to be an air current rushing over her body, and Chen Yun was surprised when she felt it.

Gradually Chen Ze fell into a state of emptiness, and the aura around him was quickly absorbed into his body to become true qi. Even Chen Ze's body surface is faintly flashing, and it becomes more and more solid with the circle of the week.

For almost a child, Chen Ze scattered his true energy in the meridians and stored it. After finishing his practice, he saw the old sister staring at him with her chin drooping, and she couldn't help but touch her chin, "What's wrong, you're handsome again?"

"Fart!" Chen Yun was still a little relieved: "It seems that you have been very diligent during this period of time, and you have been able to consolidate your anger on your body, not bad."

Chen Ze seemed to be deliberately showing off, "Are you diligent? I only practiced three times, for a total of twenty weeks."

"Huh?" Chen Yun jumped up, "Twenty weeks can condense on the body surface? Blow it."

"No." Chen Ze said: "This is very simple. The second time I practice True Airflow, I have the thickness of my thumb, and the True Spirit Vessel has expanded to about three inches."

Chen Yun was shocked: "Three inches? That's the only way to do it with Yin Qi Duo. You cultivated in twenty weeks? What a joke, even if you take Yin Qi pills to forcefully open up three true spiritual channels, you don't have this practice. Speed, not to mention this is the earth, there is no such strong aura to support your cultivation."

"Oh." Chen Zeman asked indifferently, "Is it amazing?"

"Of course it's amazing. All monks in the immortal world know that the foundation-building practice is the first to induce qi to cultivate the veins. Because of the different blood and body, the true spiritual veins that can be cultivated in the end are different. But the qi-inducing and cultivating veins are the foundation of the foundation. If you cultivate one, your future strength will be a bit stronger. The geniuses throughout the ages are not the cultivation of five true spiritual veins. Luo Qingcheng, the first genius goddess of the fairy world today, has the extremely nine true spiritual veins. Control the rules of one party." Chen Yun said.

After listening, Chen Ze closed his eyes and his consciousness was restrained, and he could see the true spiritual veins in his body as bright and gleaming as a big net. Yunji's true energy is smoothly squeezed down one by one, and it always feels not right.

"It shouldn't be."

Chen Yun saw her brother opened his eyes, but was full of doubts, and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"How can my true spiritual veins be ten? I checked it wrong? I'll count them again." Chen Ze closed his eyes after saying, a few seconds later, he said with certainty: "That's right, it is ten."

Chen Yun did not calmly said: "How is it possible, you draw it and let me see!"

Chen Zeyiyan drew it on the computer desk, and Chen Yun carefully counted the descendants who looked like a sculpture standing there for a long time, and said excitedly: "It's really ten, the legend really exists!"

Chen Ze wondered, although he was inherited from the Jade Talisman of the Great Sect of the Immortal Realm, they were all preaching and teaching methods of the Great Immortal, and he did not explain the foundation of these benchmarks.

"Sister, isn't the pole number nine. Why do I still have the tenth true spiritual vein?"

Chen Yun took a deep breath and calmed her mood. When she opened her mouth, her tone was still extremely excited: "Although everyone in the immortal world recognizes that there are nine poles of qi cultivating channels, there are also ancient books that record that various alien bodies that appeared in ancient times can surpass the limit, and there is one extra one. It's a different vein of talent. It is rumored that people with different veins have a vision of the laws of talent, and the cultivation to Dacheng is comparable to the ancient ways of heaven.

Aze, I didn't expect your talent to be so terrifying. It's a pity that if you were born in the immortal realm, and now you are afraid that you have long been famous, what goddess Luo Qingcheng, all suppressed and stepped on your feet. "

Seeing what Chen Yun meant, Luo Qingcheng was very powerful, but Chen Ze always felt that the old sister's reaction was not quite right.

"Sister, Luo Qingcheng's extremely nine true spiritual veins have been the cultivation base of the gods for a hundred years, and you were already twenty-four years old when you passed through it. Wouldn't it be even more powerful for you to enter the noble state in a hundred years."

Chen Yun's expression trembled unnaturally, and her tone of voice rose several steps when she spoke: "That's natural. Don't forget that our sisters share the same clan, so how could the qualifications be so bad."

Chen Ze ‘oh’ was silent, he was afraid that he should reveal his stuff if he asks the old sister again. You know she's bragging just by looking at her guilty-faced face with a big voice. After all, Chen Ze got the inheritance of Xianzong, knowing that the path of cultivation is no easy task. Especially in the later stage, each step is accumulated for thousands of years, and it is difficult to reach the heaven after a hundred years of cultivation to the noble state.

"Aze, even if you have such a talent, I still want to temper my body and cultivate immortality. Only when I start to practice can I recover my soul as quickly as possible." Chen Yun said.

"But before you successfully temper your body, you must let me use my true energy to nourish your soul once every three days." Chen Ze said in an irrefutable tone.

"Okay!" Chen Yun smiled comfortingly, it was not easy to absorb the spiritual energy on the earth and transform it into the true energy in the body. If it is not for blood relatives, no one wants to do this.