Dusk goes and morning comes, the stars change.
It was a dust-free night and the moon was like silver. Shang Xuanyu woke up from meditation, and his magic power was already in a perfect state.
She blinked her eyes lightly, and couldn't help but feel a bit of joy.
Practicing a Tao requires a clear mind, a clear mind, and smooth thoughts, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort.
This is especially true for the Taoist scriptures practiced by Shang Xuanyu. She needs to sharpen her mind again and again and forge her own flawless sacred heart, so that she can hope for a fairyland.
Now that she is killing Mu Sheng, she is following her true intention and doing something to help China. The thin line between life and death once asked her to ask whether her actions were worth it. But she has no regrets after all.
Therefore, at this moment, her state of mind has improved, and her cultivation level also feels like it has been broken and then established. She has been practicing for more than a month, except for the damaged magical weapon, and her magic power has returned to its peak. Moreover, she has entered the early stage of integration less than ten years ago, but she has a glimpse of it. An opportunity for mid-term integration.
She was bathed in light light, stood up from the ground, and changed into a long green dress. Her appearance was no longer as charming as before, but rather like a green lotus in the water, without vines or branches, crystal clear.
Shang Xuanyu looked at Pei Xihe, who was still practicing, and couldn't help but feel some worry in his eyebrows.
It stands to reason that her physical body, which was far superior to her own, should have recovered by now. However, during the past month or so, she had sensed that even though Pei Xihe had absorbed a huge amount of spiritual energy, the mana in his body had not fluctuated at all for more than ten days.
I guess it was because of the two pills she had swallowed.
Being able to replenish the depleted mana back to its peak in an instant, there must be backlash, and the various methods Pei Xihe used to kill the enemy would also have to pay a corresponding price.
Now that one month has passed, Pei Xihe shows no sign of waking up. Shang Xuanyu raised his lips slightly and said, just keep her company.
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Another half month passed, and Pei Xihe's breath became stronger and stronger.
She has always maintained a clear consciousness, but has been immersed in practice. Now the backlash of Shenwu blood and the hidden dangers of the Soul-burning Xuandan have passed one by one, and her magic power and blood have returned to their peak.
The mana filled the meridians again, and the Queen of Heaven circulated in the Great Zhou Dynasty and flowed into the Jiang Palace. The little figure of the soul was nourished until it shone brightly, and the totems surrounding her became more and more mysterious, exuding the aura of the ancient world.
After his cultivation was complete, Pei Xihe opened his eyes.
Fragments of light shone in the dark golden eyes, and as his thoughts turned, the golden color faded away, leaving only the color of ink eyes.
She looked at Shang Xuanyu who was smiling beside her, her face softened a bit, and she stood up.
"I also want to thank fellow Taoist Shang for your support."
Without Shang Xuanyu by his side, I am afraid that my situation would have been even more difficult, and given the situation at that time, it would have easily caused a lot of trouble.
Shang Xuanyu's face was as bright as a spring flower, and he smiled brightly. He waved his hand and said to him: "It's nothing. You and I killed Mu Sheng on this trip to save me a trouble. It also benefited China. If I didn't How can I justify protecting you?"
Having said that, Shang Xuanyu had seen with his own eyes all kinds of supernatural powers on his body. The red-striped armor and the enemy-killing mirror had an extraordinary aura. He could guess that they were at least top-notch magic weapons, but he had never plotted against them to obtain the treasure. A rare sincerity in the world of immortality.
She deeply appreciates this true friendship, and this time, it can be regarded as a life-long friendship between the two.
Pei Xihe's cultivation has now been fully restored in more than one month and nearly two months, and she thinks that the blood butcher will not be able to live a new life with the substitute Gu without paying a price.
It was a pity that because it was important to kill Mu Sheng, I did not plant the mind breath in her body. Otherwise, if I tried to kill her again, I would have a 80% chance of winning.
She looked at Shang Xuanyu and asked.
“I wonder what Daoist Shang’s plans are now?”
Shang Xuanyu's eyebrows were fixed, and a burst of brilliance appeared.
"My cultivation technique was passed down from the ancient true demon Kuangsha. Maybe God will live up to me. I can already feel the pull of the same source of energy here. The place where Kuaisha inherited it must be within a thousand miles."
"That's what I came for when I entered this world, and I will go there no matter how difficult or dangerous it is."
She was not as delicate as she used to be from the Hehuan sect. At this moment, Shang Xuanyu stood on the same spot, as tall and handsome as a green bamboo, with determination in his eyes that seemed unshakable.
Pei Xihe frowned slightly, a thousand miles away?
"Why don't you point me in a direction and I can explore it for my fellow Taoist?"
Shang Xuanyu naturally knew during the battle that his telepathy was extraordinary, far superior to his peers, so he readily agreed.
She had been running the technique during her training, using her own aura as a reference to look for traces, so she said, "I have already explored it before, it is in the northwest direction."
The clay ball between Pei Xihe's brows trembled slightly, and the soul in Jiang Palace opened his eyes, and thought power poured out.
The golden, silver and purple rays of light are brilliant, and they spread out like mist and merge into the void, unable to be seen.
Her telekinesis extended toward the northwest, and she clearly explored the place she passed.
Pei Xihe has reached the late stage of becoming a god and is just a hair away from being integrated. After practicing the magic technique to kill three corpses, his telepathy has improved by leaps and bounds.
After a moment, she raised her eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised.
"There is a mountain stream eight hundred and thirty miles to the northwest. There is a round hole deep in the bottom of the stream. The demonic aura lingering at the entrance of the cave makes it impossible to extend the mind power, and that aura is quite similar to your magic power."
Shang Xuanyu's eyes welled up with joy.
"I'm afraid that's the place of inheritance that I sensed."
Pei Xihe walked to her side with a slight smile on his face.
"Then let's go."
Shang Xuanyu's eyes showed surprise. Did Pei Xihe mean that he was willing to go with him all the way?
She has a good grasp of people's hearts. She knows that although she has formed some friendship with her and left a good impression, she naturally knows that it is impossible for the latter to give up her time to look for opportunities and support her to find inheritance. of.
Pei Xihe didn't make any move, but he was already flying in the air.
"We are somewhat destined. There is something I have been looking for near the round hole."
"Let's go."
Shang Xuanyu stopped talking and walked in the air with his magic power, keeping up with Pei Xihe's figure.
It's really luck. If this happens, wouldn't it be a thigh sent from God? How can I not hug it? If there is any crisis, Pei Xihe will not stand idly by if it can be solved with his temperament.
She suppressed the joy in her heart and stabilized her mood. She must not allow the excitement of finding the inheritance to overwhelm her reason.
The inheritance of the true demon is very terrifying, and naturally it is also accompanied by the same danger. Even Shang Xuanyu and the same origin may not be able to obtain the inheritance, so we must not take it lightly.
Two strands of figures shuttled through the clouds and mist, avoiding one or two powerful monsters under Pei Xihe's perception.
In about half an hour, we arrived at our destination.
There were faint fluctuations in Shang Xuanyu's body, and his eyes couldn't hide the emotion in his eyes. It was the Taoism in his body that was echoing the inheritance of Jiansha.
Pei Xihe looked at another place, and some sharp ink-gold color unconsciously flashed across her eyes, and she raised her lips happily.
(End of chapter)
