Since the spiritual root was planted, this method of opening the spiritual acupoints to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has destined the spiritual energy in the body to be muddy and mixed. Even if you break through the foundation building stage, your cultivation strength will not be as good as that of monks of the same level in Kyushu, and the longevity will not be reached. The limit of the foundation building period.
Planting spiritual roots, planting spiritual roots, is Ye Feng giving the Yang God Realm a hope of becoming an immortal, or does it have some other purpose? There are too many secrets in the Yang God Realm that need to be explored.
"Goddess." Yuan Song said, "If we can enter Jianmu and reconnect to Kyushu, maybe we can recover."
Yuan Song said, "There must be a problem with the laws in this small world, which forced Yang Shen Tianzun to give up the Yang Shen realm. Jianmu is a bridge between heaven, earth, humans and gods, and can be connected with the heavenly ways of Kyushu. As long as it becomes a part of Kyushu, Yang Shen will There will be salvation in the divine realm.”
I don’t know how many years it took the Yangshen Realm group to reach such a conclusion, or who hinted at such a method. Yuan Song and the others wanted to board Jianmu and open the door to Kyushu to solve the problem of Yangshen. The weirdness of the environment is full of confidence.
"Where is Yang Shen Tianzun?"
"The laws of each world are different. Yang Shen Tianzun must be bound by the Heavenly Dao of Jiuzhou and cannot help."
Their words are full of their years of respect for Yang Shen Tianzun, so there is no idea in their consciousness that Yang God Tianzun will harm them. After all, in the entire Yang Shen Realm, there are countless monks and monsters. One hundred thousand, plus other creatures.
Even Zhao Ning was wondering what Ye Feng was planning.
Unable to get the answer for the moment, Zhao Ning did not dwell on these matters, but said to Yuan Song, "I have a way to help you survive."
Yuan Song's eyes widened, and he was overjoyed. He knelt heavily on the ground, "Please help the goddess!"
No one doesn't want to live for a few more years, even if he has lived for nearly fifty years and has witnessed the strange changes in the Yangshen Realm, he still has expectations for the future.
Zhao Ning didn't say anything more, but took out a small bottle, which contained a drop of heaven-defying water.
"Do you know that your true energy is actually very mixed?"
Yuan Song nodded, and he took the small bottle that Zhao Ning gave him, "I know, but our entire Yang Shen realm practice is like this. Only the spiritual power of the Yang Angels is pure."
He realized something and looked up at Zhao Ning, "Can I also become that pure?"
Zhao Ning shook his head, "This water can only reduce the impurities in your cultivation, and it can add some vitality to your body through the repair of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
This is enough for Yuan Song, and he has no intention of pursuing more.
He kowtowed heavily beside Zhao Ning, "The old man's life was given by the goddess."
Zhao Ning said, "I have not tried such purification. You may experience some pain."
Yuan Song doesn't care, being able to survive is better than anything else.
Zhao Ning asked him to stand up, and she looked at Yuan Song, "If you plant spiritual roots, you will open the Lingqiao acupoint. The Lingqiao acupoint cannot filter the impurities in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It originally hindered your foundation building, but I didn't expect that you still broke through the foundation building." base."
It was the first time Yuan Song heard such a statement. In the ancient books of the Yangshen Realm, he also heard that monks asked the Tianyang messenger why the messenger's spiritual energy was so pure, but theirs was turbid, but Tianyang The messenger rarely said anything, he just smiled and said that this is the law of heaven and earth in the Yangshen realm.
Therefore, few future generations would explore this, until this situation became common sense in the Yangshen Realm, and no one would question it anymore.
Yuan Song marveled, "It turns out that this is the reason. No wonder it is extremely difficult for us in the Yangshen Realm to get a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm."
In fact, Zhao Ning discovered the weirdness of the Yangshen realm from the very beginning when he landed on the altar. Everyone's true energy is turbid. This degree of turbidity makes it almost impossible for them to achieve foundation building, but it is not certain. It won’t work, but the most important point is that golden elixir definitely won’t work.
However, Zhao Ning didn't ask much about this matter at first. Firstly, he had just arrived and hadn't figured out the situation yet, so Zhao Ning would not cause trouble to him for nothing. Secondly, he was worried about Uncle Qin and desperately wanted to get rid of him. After leaving the Yang Shen realm, there is no time to do many things.
But now, Zhao Ning was silent, there were some things that he had to change and he had to let them change.
Yuan Song looked at the small bottle in his hand and felt a little emotional for some reason, "If the child can be promoted in the future... Unfortunately, it may be difficult for us to get a foundation-building monk now."
In the past, it took many, many years for the foundation-building monks in the Yangshen realm to advance from the Qi-refining stage. The longest even took a hundred years. They were promoted on the last day of their lifespan in the Qi-refining stage. From now on, these children They have just started practicing, one month and one year, and they have just started practicing, and they are already in their teens or 20s.
What should I do in this situation? I have directly missed the best time to practice. Is there any guarantee for the future of my practice? Can their Yangshen realm be saved?
This is the fundamental reason why Yuan Song knelt down just now to beg Zhao Ning to save the Yangshen Realm. He didn't want to see the Yangshen Realm gradually decline in the last moments of his life.
The weird speed in the past was still bearable for the Yangshen realm, but until this month, everything was unbearable.
Zhao Ning said, "I will find a way to pass the ladder to the sky."
He did not say that even if the Stairway to Heaven went up, the Yangshen realm would not change. He knew that this was already the last expectation of cultivators like Mr. Yuan.
Zhao Ning paused on the couch and handed Yuan Song a gourd.
The gourd is full of those drops of heaven-defying water.
Yuan Song was surprised and heard Zhao Ning say, "In the past few months, I will walk around the Yangshen Realm more. If you see any monks dying in the Yangshen Realm, use this to extend their lives. Let If they hold on until the building is opened, there may be a miracle."
Yuan Song kowtowed again. Although he had lived for nearly one hundred and fifty years, tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes at this moment.
Zhao Ning closed her eyes and shook her head nonchalantly. She wasn't sure, but she didn't want to break these people's expectations.
With that said, he dodged and left the Guantian City agency point.
Zhao Ning walked in Yangshen Realm. In one month, Yangshen Realm and Jiuzhou did not change much.
On this day, Zhao Ning was walking on the road outside the forest and saw a motorcade approaching from a short distance away. Recently, these rather luxurious carriages were often seen on the road. Compared to Guantian City, there were far fewer cultivators in the middle part of the Yangshen Realm. Not even the shadows of demons and half-demon can be seen.
Zhao Ning heard that in the carriage, a woman was teaching her child to practice calligraphy. But even though the growth rate had only accelerated by two months, the child who looked eight or nine years old did not feel any resistance to practicing calligraphy and lay on the desk honestly. Write and draw on it.
What caught Zhao Ning's attention was another child, who was only two years old, walking around on the rather large carriage.
Zhao Ning did not feel that his mind was just that of a two-month-old baby.
Probably because he had been traveling for too long, the man in the carriage looked outside and found that the weather was nice, so he said he wanted to come down and have a rest.
The motorcade stopped on the side of the road. The man and a few boys unloaded the things dragged behind the carriage and prepared to get some tea.
Seeing that he no longer needed to write, the boy happily jumped out of the carriage and had fun on the edge of the forest.
The child was hugged by the woman and soon struggled down on his own. His short legs were swaying on the ground, and then he ran towards his brother. His young voice called out clearly, "Brother, wait for me."
This is a normal behavior for a two-year-old child, but it seems even more abnormal.
At this moment, the boy didn't know what he hit. He suddenly screamed and suddenly stepped on the air. Several adults rushed over in panic, but it seemed that they were too late.
At this moment, the boy was swept up in the sky by the wind, and the boy's fear instantly turned into curiosity.
The man rushed over in a few steps and picked up the boy who was hovering above the pothole.
The boy followed his father excitedly and said, "Dad, I just flew up."
The boy's father looked down and saw that the bottom was covered with thorns. It was probably a trap to catch wild animals. It was really a curse from God. How could someone place a trap at the edge of the forest? He listened to the boy's words and became angry. As soon as he came out, he slapped the boy, then raised his eyes and wandered around. Someone who could place people in the air like this must not be an ordinary person.
Sure enough, I saw Zhao Ning walking towards me.
Just one look at Zhao Ning's temperament and he knew that he was no ordinary person.
The boy's father and his wife quickly handed over their hands, "Thank you, Master Immortal, for saving me."
Zhao Ning raised her hand to stop him.
Children are innocent, and the two-year-old baby has run directly to Zhao Ning's feet, looking up at her cute little face and saying, "Sister Fairy is so beautiful!"
Zhao Ning smiled and reached out to touch the child's head. Taking this time, the spiritual light penetrated into the child's body. He was just an ordinary little boy, regardless of his physical condition or his mind.
The boy's father took a few steps up to see his young son being so bold. He pulled his young son to his side and apologized to Zhao Ning, "I'm sorry, Master Xian, it's my fault that I was reckless."
"nothing."
Zhao Ning was silent in her heart, wondering why this sudden increase in growth rate didn't show any abnormality in people in the Yangshen Realm.
Although there are only two months left, the child seems to have lived for two years.
The man learned the etiquette of cultivators and bowed his hands, "We are from Liujiazhuang in the next city. Our surname is Liu, a single word." He raised his hand to wave to the woman and introduced her to Zhao Ning, "This is my wife, Jing Niang. .”
Zhao Ning still calls "Lin Ying" to others.
The woman bowed to Zhao Ning and asked, "Where are you going, Immortal Master Lin? There is a temple fair in Tianzun Temple in Yueling City, is Immortal Master going there to see it too?"
Zhao Ning knew that there were such activities among the people in Jiuzhou, and they were just walking around in the Yangshen Realm at will, so she nodded.
Liu Hui smiled and said, "Our family is also going to the Tianzun Temple Fair. It would be better if the Immortal Master comes with us."
"Thank you so much, I'll excuse you."
"Master Lin is joking, don't bother me. You saved our Chang'er, it's our turn to thank you."
Zhao Ning got on their carriage, and the two children asked a lot of random questions.
"What kind of cultivation does Fairy Sister have? Is it the legendary kind that can fly?"
"Sister Fairy, I'm going to plant spiritual roots soon. Isn't it magical to plant spiritual roots? Can you fly to the sky with just one?"
Children are naturally not afraid of cultivators, and even have strong expectations. Even if their growth accelerates, they don't understand that they should be afraid. Instead, they feel happy that they can plant spiritual roots soon.
The same is true for the adults, who are not afraid of cultivators.
Zhao Ning just scolded the children a few times because they talked too much and closely, while Zhao Ning said a few words casually to comfort the two children.
When the child was tired from playing, he lay down in his mother's arms to sleep.
Zhao Ning asked Jing Niang, "It seems that I have grown up too fast in the past two months."
Jing Niang nodded, but she didn't think anything was wrong, "At first, we felt uncomfortable with it. We were afraid that the child would grow up too fast and not understand anything. But we found that the child learned very quickly. He just grew up quickly and had no physical problems. , I feel relieved.”
The child moved in her mother's arms, as if she had a good dream, and Cuiniang coaxed her with a smile.
For those in the Yangshen realm, a hundred years of accelerated growth seems to be normal to them, and even if it suddenly doubles, it does not seem to be unacceptable.
They seem to have been trained by the weird rules of Yang Shen Realm to think that even if one month is one year, their life span is only five or six years, it doesn't matter, or maybe the changes are too fast, they don't notice it immediately like cultivators. The changes in my lifespan are still immersed in the dozens of lifespans that I originally said were in the past.
At this moment, Zhao Ning seemed to be a bystander in the entire Yangshen Realm.
The group of people arrived at Wolleung City in the evening. The entire Wolleung City was shrouded in a lively atmosphere. As the night fell, countless lanterns in series were hung on both sides of the street, and large red umbrellas were spread out on top. .
Zhao Ning walked among the crowd. People from all over the city and nearby came out and had fun at the temple fair. Even if the children were running on the street, the adults would just tell them to follow them and not stop them. Behavior.
It was even more lively than the previous Mid-Autumn Festival Fair in Luotian Town.
Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and they were not affected by the strange changes in the Yangshen Realm at all. However, this was because such changes had been going on for a hundred years. After a hundred years and nearly two generations of people had adapted, they were not at all affected by such strange changes. Things have become normal.
Zhao Ning walked alone among the crowds, feeling the fireworks in this world.
She was standing in front of a juggling act. An old man was lifting a huge water tank with his belly, performing a show of great strength. People around him were clapping and applauding. The old man had no cultivation, so he relied entirely on the strength he had developed over many years. And affordable.
Zhao Ning glanced at it, and the old man suddenly stood up, pushed the huge water tank up to the top of his head, and then stabilized after shaking.
The excitement of the surrounding crowd reached a new climax.
Zhao Ning left here and looked elsewhere, only to see a parade approaching. The parade was full of monsters or mythical characters dressed up by humans. There was no difference compared to Kyushu. Zhao Ning watched one of the performances. The dancer danced forward, and his face changed as soon as the cloak on his body was lifted up. From the green-faced and fanged evil ghost at the beginning, he turned into a naughty and cute monkey face, which made the children in front of him exclaim in surprise and jump to follow. The team wanted to see if the performer was really a ghost.
As the parade continued to approach, in the middle section, a platform carried by eight people appeared in front of them. There was a small pavilion on the platform, and bright red curtains hung around it, revealing the appearance of the stone statues sitting inside.
Not surprisingly, the stone statue is still the Yang God Ye Feng.
But compared to the stone statue seen at the Fengshen Palace Agency Point, this Ye Feng has a more kind-faced look. He has his eyes closed and seems to be sleeping soundly.
Many passers-by respectfully saluted the stone statue.
