In the morning, before the sun came out and the weather was still cool, Shan Heyuan squatted in the yard and pulled weeds, planning to clear out the land in the yard and plant some spiritual plants.
He was immersed in his work when he suddenly heard the "squeak" sound of the door opening.
He looked up in surprise and saw Ma Rupei actually appearing outside the door, looking at him.
Shan Heyuan immediately stood up: "Senior Brother Ma! Why are you here?"
Ma Rupei: "Didn't you send me a message saying you wanted spirit animal meat? I'll drop by and deliver it to you when I have time."
Ma Rupei looked at Shan Heyuan and suddenly said: "Why do you look so bad? Don't be in a hurry when it comes to cultivation, and don't take pills casually. It will be bad if you leave hidden dangers."
Shan Heyuan couldn't explain the fact that there was a broken sword in his dantian, so he had to explain: "I didn't eat it. I was injured accidentally and the blood was a bit heavy."
Ma Rupei had a look of suspicion on his face, and took out a large piece of spiritual animal meat from the storage ring and handed it to him: "That needs to be replenished."
Shan Heyuan took it: "Thank you for your hard work, senior brother, come in and have tea."
Ma Rupei: "Next time, I'll have something to do later."
Shan Heyuan hurriedly took out the spirit beads: "Senior brother, how many spirit beads are there?"
Ma Rupei: "It's not much. Just take good care of it. I'll leave first."
Shan Heyuan grabbed a handful of spirit beads and handed them to him: "That won't work. It's already hard enough for you to go all the way. How can I let you put the spirit beads on it?"
His attitude was very resolute. Ma Rupei looked at him and had no choice but to accept the one hundred and twenty spirit beads, and told him to take good care of his body and not to rush his cultivation.
Shan Heyuan agreed repeatedly.
After Ma Rupei said goodbye, Shan Heyuan sent the meat to the kitchen, divided it into several portions, fried and marinated it.
It happened to be late, so he even made lunch together.
After making lunch, he put the food on the table and invited Shen Duheng to eat with him.
These meals are made from ingredients that contain spiritual energy, and can also be eaten by sword spirits.
Shen Duheng came over, looked at the dishes on the table and said, "It's useless to supplement."
Shan Heyuan looked up at him: "I have no other choice."
When he woke up in the morning, Shan Heyuan looked in the mirror and found that his face was sallow.
If Can Jian continues to suck him like this, the blood in his heart will probably be sucked away one day.
Shen Duheng frowned slightly.
Shan Heyuan: "I don't think senior can go back to the Broken Sword. His figure has become a little blurred these days?"
In the past two days, Shan Heyuan took the time to read a lot of information and knew that the sword spirit was a spirit body, and it was best to return to the spirit sword every day to nourish it under the Nascent Soul.
Only when the Nascent Soul is cultivated and has a physical form can the connection with the spiritual sword be weakened.
Although Shen Duheng's momentum is strong, according to his guess, this senior is still far away from Nascent Soul.
Shan Heyuan estimated that the broken sword's penetration into his Dantian would definitely have a considerable impact on Shen Duheng.
Shen Duheng didn't answer, and Shan Heyuan didn't mind either, and then asked, "Senior, is there any way to solve our predicament?"
Shen Duheng: "Only if you practice and take out the broken sword after you have achieved the level of cultivation, can you get out of trouble in one fell swoop."
Shan Heyuan smiled bitterly: "I have also thought about this method, but my meridians are extremely blocked and cannot be unblocked for the time being."
Previously, Ma Rupei asked the master of Taihe Sect to help him check his meridians.
The Taoist priests of the Taihe Sect said that maybe because he came from a world without spiritual energy, impurities accumulated in the blood and blood of his meridians since he was a child, and they merged into one body, making it extremely difficult to clear them.
Several medical clinics in Jingzhishan Town were unable to help him, so he had to go to a big city outside to find a doctor who was above the pill formation stage to have a glimmer of hope.
Shen Duheng: "It is indeed a dilemma."
Shan Heyuan sighed: "It's not good to sit still and wait for death. I've been thinking about it for a long time these days, but I haven't thought of a way out. Does senior have any advice?"
Shen Duheng glanced at him: "This is your dilemma."
Shan Heyuan: "The remaining swords have gone to my Dantian and are bound to me. Isn't my predicament not the predicament of my predecessors?"
Shen Duheng: "Mortals have limited influence on the Broken Sword. When you die, I will get the Spiritual Sword back."
Shan Heyuan immediately said: "I traveled through time and received a lot of help from the Taihe Sect. If I die, I will go to the Taihe Sect and die, leaving the broken sword in my Dantian to the Taihe Sect."
Shen Duheng looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Are you threatening me?"
Shan Heyuan: "I don't dare. I don't have anything to offer, and I want to repay you a favor. This is the only way."
Shan Heyuan sat up straight and looked at Shen Duheng.
Shen Duheng's brows wrinkled.
Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Shan Heyuan said, "The food is getting cold. Let's have lunch first."
Shen Duheng said: "Five million spirit beads. I will help you solve the problem of blocked meridians."
Half a million!
Shan Heyuan's eyes widened. He only had more than 500 spirit beads on hand!
He said: "Do you want to buy materials? I don't have that many spirit beads in my hand."
Shen Duheng said coldly: "My reward. If you don't owe me anything, I'll pay it back within three years."
Shan Heyuan: "Senior! Brother Shen! Three years..."
Shen Duheng's eyes glanced over, and he immediately changed his words: "Three years, three years! Thank you, Brother Shen!"
Shan Heyuan didn't expect that Shen Duheng could really provide a solution. After feeling the pain, he couldn't help but feel happy.
He finished his lunch quickly, hummed a tune, took the dishes and chopsticks to wash.
After washing, he came back and asked, "Brother Shen, what can you do?"
Shen Duheng: "Pack your things and get ready to go into the mountains."
Shan Heyuan: "What are you going to do in the mountains? How long will it take you to go?"
Shen Duheng: "Then it depends on your luck."
As he spoke, Shen Duheng smiled and said gently: "Maybe I'll never come back, so I don't have to pay back half a million spirit beads."
Shan Heyuan shivered.
Shen Duheng said he would go out in the afternoon, but Shan Heyuan pushed it to the next morning.
His reason is very good - I don't know how long this trip will take, and I need to take care of the ginseng on the mountain in advance.
If Tu Ling Ginseng died, he would have no way to return Shen Duheng's spirit beads.
Early the next morning, Shan Heyuan carried a backpack, dressed from head to toe, and entered the mountain according to Shen Duheng's instructions.
Jingzhishan Town is a mountain town, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with only one road leading to the outside.
The mountains here are neither high nor strange, neither dangerous nor precipitous, but there are simply too many of them, one after another, one over the top and another over the other.
There are also various monsters in the mountains. Although there are no powerful characters, they are not ones that a mortal like Shan Heyuan can challenge.
Shan Heyuan knew he was going into the mountain and was very worried, but he had no other choice but to risk his life.
Otherwise, he would be sucked to death by a spiritual sword in a few months, or die of old age in a few decades. It would still be death.
When people are not familiar with the mountains, it is very easy to get lost.
Even if Shan Heyuan brought a pointing charm, after walking all morning, he could no longer discern the direction and could only follow Shen Duheng closely.
Shen Duheng took him over mountains and down river valleys, collecting various elixirs and minerals along the way, and occasionally some monster materials.
Shen Duheng was indeed very strong, and none of the monsters he met on the road survived a single encounter under his hands.
Shan Heyuan could see it clearly and knew that he was indeed merciful to him, so he was as honest as a quail along the way, doing whatever he asked.
The two wandered in the mountains for six and five days. Shan Heyuan drank mountain spring water when he was thirsty, took Bigu Pill when he was hungry, and fell down to sleep on a stone or a big tree when he was tired. He was as haggard as a savage.
On the afternoon of the sixth day, they discovered a hot spring.
The spring water was crystal white, and steam was rising from it. Shan Heyuan smelled a smell of sulfur.
Shen Duheng stopped and looked around.
Shan Heyuan asked tentatively: "Are you going to camp here today?"
Shen Duheng pointed at the hot spring: "Don't you want to clear your meridians? This is your chance."
Shan Heyuan looked at the steaming hot springs and then at Shen Duheng.
Shen Duheng didn't give him a chance to ask questions and ordered: "Go to the river in the valley and wash yourself clean before coming back."
Shan Heyuan nodded, took some new clothes from his backpack, took the cleaning pills and knife, and walked slowly down.
The river in the valley was less than fifty meters away from them. It was said to be a river, but in fact it was a mountain stream, and the water was less than his knees deep.
He took off his clothes and got into the water, his legs turned red by the cold mountain spring.
The water was really cold, so he gritted his teeth and poured water on himself, then washed it from head to toe with cleaning pills.
Afraid of not washing properly and causing trouble, he cut a handful of grass, rolled it into a roll, and rubbed it again.
Half an hour later, wearing a new robe and dragging his freshly washed cloth shoes, he returned to the hot spring.
Shen Duheng's eyes swept over his dripping hair, slightly blackened lips, and then to his slender calves that were so rubbed that they almost reflected light. He nodded slightly and signaled him to wait on the side.
Shan Heyuan stood aside and watched Shen Duheng throw various elixirs, minerals and monster materials into the hot spring.
Shen Duheng must have thrown away a batch before. The spring water was black and exuded a strange smell that was both fragrant and smelly. It smelled very pungent.
As Shen Duheng threw more and more materials, the spring water changed faster and faster, sometimes purple, sometimes green, and then quickly turned black.
After throwing away the last elixir, Shen Duheng turned to Shan Heyuan and said, "Take off your clothes, dive down, and ask you to come up again."
Shan Heyuan: "Oh, okay!"
Shan Heyuan opened his belt, quickly took off his clothes, and jumped off according to Shen Duheng's instructions.
As soon as Shan Heyuan jumped down, he felt itchy, painful and hot.
He yelled, pushed his feet to the bottom of the hot spring, and rushed up reflexively.
Unexpectedly, before he could stand up, a force pressed down on his head and pushed him hard into the spring water, forcing his whole body into the hot spring.
He was just halfway through shouting when he was so pressed that he took a big mouthful of spicy and bitter hot water, which made the back of his tongue tremble. He suddenly coughed violently in the water and burst into tears.
There was no incontinence, it was purely because his stomach was clean.
He struggled desperately under the water, and the force holding him down was as strong as a mountain, not allowing him to escape at all.
Severe pain exploded from every part of his body, even in places that were unspeakable.
His mind was in a mess and he couldn't form any complete thoughts. He fell into a state of madness.
He was not conscious, but he did not faint. His vitality was extremely strong.
Shen Duheng stood on the shore and watched him struggling in the water quietly, his eyes gradually becoming a little complicated.
The water in the hot spring slowly turned from black to transparent gray, and then to grayish brown.
When the water turned completely gray-brown, Shan Heyuan felt a force pulling him and throwing him to the shore.
He lay on the ground coughing violently, and water came from his nose, eyes, and ears.
After coughing for a long time, his consciousness gradually returned, and he saw Shen Duheng clearly in front of him.
He reached out and pulled the robe next to him, covering his waist and abdomen, lying on the ground, heaving a sigh of relief, and said to Shen Duheng in a hoarse voice: "Brother Shen, you are too cruel."
Shen Duheng: "Do you still have cleaning pills?"
Shan Heyuan: "...Yes."
Shen Duheng: "Go wash it again."
Shan Heyuan: "Let me lie down."
There were pebbles and grass stalks on the ground, which were very irritating. However, compared with the pain in the hot spring where the skin and internal organs of the whole body were about to burst, this pain was almost gentle and sweet.
Shan Heyuan lay on his back on the ground, looking at the sunset like blood, the sunset like fire, and the green leaves floating in the wind.
There was something in the air that he couldn't see or touch, but he could feel the substance slowly crossing his skin and integrating into his body little by little, allowing him to gradually build up strength.
He could also feel that there was something tingling in his lower abdomen, where his Dantian was. He couldn't touch it or take it out, but it was a bit swollen.
Ever since he could remember, he had never felt that his body was in such good condition. His vision felt like it had been washed by water. His body's five senses were incredibly strong, and the world was incredibly rich.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to become a monk.
After lying for a long time, he sat up and said to Shen Duheng: "Brother Shen, you are my savior."
Shen Duheng said: "Fifty thousand spirit beads."
Shan Heyuan smiled: "I haven't forgotten."
Shen Duheng: "Go and wash."
Shan Heyuan had no choice but to tie his clothes around his waist, take the cleaning pills, and then go to the mountain stream below to take a bath to remove all the stickiness from his body.
When he came back, Shen Duheng didn't know how he did it. He chopped off a large piece of the mountain next to the hot spring and buried the entire hot spring and a piece of land in front of the hot spring.
When Shen Duheng saw him coming back, he said, "Let's go."
Shan Heyuan nodded, followed him, climbed over the mountains, walked through the woods, waded through the grass, and walked back.
They were not as far from home as Shan Heyuan imagined, and the two returned home the next morning.
After walking all night, Shan Heyuan didn't feel very tired and even had the energy to make breakfast.
While eating, Shan Heyuan said to Shen Duheng, "I tried, but I still can't get the broken sword out of my dantian."
Shen Duheng: "Let's talk about it after the third level of Qi refining."
Shan Heyuan: "I'm just afraid that you'll be anxious."
Shen Duheng: "Can Jian is nourished by spiritual energy and will no longer absorb your vitality."
Shan Heyuan wanted to say something else, but there was another knock on the door.
He stood up and was about to say hello when a man pushed open the door and barged in: "Junior Brother Shan, I heard from the villagers that you are back. Are you okay? Didn't I say before that you shouldn't act too hastily? Why did you go into the mountains?"
It was Ma Rupei.
Before Shan Heyuan could speak, Ma Rupei had already opened the door to the living room and walked in. He happened to face Shen Duheng in front of the dining table, and his expression suddenly became strange: "Who is this?"
Shen Duheng also looked at Shan Heyuan quietly.
"This, this -" Shan Heyuan looked at this and that, and got stuck.
