Yu Wan felt that her fist was wrapped in a layer of soft spiritual power. Although she wondered why the opponent was only defensive, she did not hesitate at all.
She used the punch to lean down, body in the air, turned over and kicked out her right leg.
Mo Yiming saw that Yu Wan, who was completely skinless and had his eyes closed tightly, didn't stop and kicked him again.
He immediately guessed that Amei might not only be unable to see, but also unable to hear.
So the next moment, while dodging to one side, he held the palm of Yu Wan's fist and continued to send spiritual power outward.
After one breath, Yu Wan, whose whole body was red, was covered with a thin lavender aura membrane, including the nose and ears.
Yu Wan felt waves of comfort coming from the surface of his body, and the pain was instantly relieved.
After reading the handwriting written softly on his arm, Yu Wan finally knew who the visitor was.
Brother is here.
So she swallowed the elixir that Mo Yiming put to her lips with peace of mind, then sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes to heal her wounds.
Although what Mo Yiming gave was the Guiyuan Pill that was only used during the Golden Pill stage, for injuries at this late stage, such powerful pills were exactly needed.
Seeing that Yu Wan had fallen into trance, Mo Yiming put down his formation and stood aside to protect him so that he could deal with Yu Wan's situation in time.
When the formation was activated, the forest returned to silence, with no wind or waves.
Over the next half month, Yu Wan swallowed several more pills, and then the skin all over her body grew. However, his eyes and ears could not recover. When he opened his eyes, it was still dark, and his ears were also quiet.
Moreover, what worried her was that her nose seemed to be malfunctioning. No matter when she took out the fragrant barbecue or the extremely smelly sour bamboo shoots, all she could feel was a faint smell.
At this time, Yu Wan's heart, which had always remained calm, began to feel uneasy and anxious.
To a spiritual chef, a nose is no less than a sword repairman breaking the sword in his hand.
She didn't know what to do next.
Mo Yiming also felt her anxiety. He squatted in front of Yu Wan without saying a word, covering Yu Wan's hands with his hands.
I saw that the hands that were still covered with blood and flesh some time ago and could only rely on their own spiritual energy to cover them had now grown new skin, as delicate as a baby's, glowing with a light pink color.
Spreading Yu Wan's palm, he continued to write on it with spiritual energy.
"Don't worry, sister. Brother is here. Let's go to the Tao Tower together. There may be a solution in the tower."
At this moment, the palm of his hand was slightly itchy from the spiritual energy, and Yu Wan was slowly relieved by this itching.
She nodded and said, "Brother, don't worry, I won't let myself get stuck in this for too long. What time is it now?"
Listening to his sister's hoarse and harsh voice, Mo Yiming's nose felt sour, so he resisted and continued writing in her palm.
"Chen Shichu. Do you want to leave immediately?"
Yu Wan nodded immediately.
Seeing this, Mo Yiming put away the formation and handed the tip of the Hidden Edge Sword in his hand to Yu Wan's palm. He held the hilt of the sword, and the two of them started to move in the direction of Xiaochi, one behind the other.
This was what the two of them had discussed together a few days ago. Since Yu Wan could enter this place through the small pond, maybe the exit also needs to start from the small pond.
Half a day later, the two stopped in front of a stone monument.
The stone tablet was almost as tall as the late Qing Dynasty. It was engraved with the seal script of Qingxi. Mo Yiming gradually frowned as he looked at the content on it.
Yu Wan put his hands on it and slowly read word by word.
Not eating in the pond?
The hoarse voice read out with a questioning voice. She felt that there were no other words in the column, so she returned to the highest point, moved inward an inch, and continued reading.
Food and color are natures, but I only love food and not color. There should be a proper diet, and you should never get tired of fine food and never get tired of fine food, that's all.
I love to eat, but there are eight things I don’t like.
The fish is tired and the meat is rotten, so it will not be eaten. If you look evil, you won’t eat. It smells bad, so I won’t eat it. Loss of cooking, no eating. From time to time, do not eat. If you don't get the sauce, you won't eat it. Selling wine and selling preserved meat, but not eating. Do not withdraw ginger food, do not eat too much.
Although there is a lot of meat, it does not make the food better. Only unlimited wine is not as good as chaos.
However, as the sour Confucian said, do what you should do and stop where you should. The same should be said for food.
Therefore, I opened this pond and erected this monument for self-examination.
As his fingers touched the edge of the stone tablet, Yu Wan knew that this was the end.
Don’t eat… don’t eat…
Do what you must do and stop where you must.
She kept chanting silently. After a while, a three-color cyclone suddenly appeared above his head, and the three spiritual energies of water, wood, and fire rushed into his body.
The spiritual wind surges and the forest leaves rustle.
Mo Yiming just quietly put down the formation and continued to protect himself.
The sky is getting dark, but the storm is still surging beside the stone monument, and I don't know when it will stop.
On the second day, the dawn passed through the swaying branches and leaves, and fine golden light shone on the two of them.
Yu Wan's whole body aura subsided, the wind stopped, and Lin Jing remained silent. She opened her eyes, her eyes bright and lively, and a trace of blue-to-purple arc flashed in her dark pupils.
"Brother." She turned around excitedly and looked at Mo Yiming, who was protecting the law.
At this moment, in Mo Yiming's eyes, Yu Wan's eyes were as dark as a hidden river, his silver curly hair was more lustrous, his skin was fairer than before, and his whole body's aura had reached the perfection of Qi Refining.
His sister finally recovered.
Mo Yiming also looked at Yu Wan, and he smiled brightly when he relaxed.
After a night of enlightenment, Yu Wan successfully entered the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. His gallbladder, large and small intestines were perfectly opened, and now only the last small veins of the bladder were left.
She also looked at Mo Yiming with crooked eyes.
The two of them looked at each other and laughed. The golden sunlight shone in their hair, and their faces and shoulders were all excited about this sudden surprise.
After a long while, Mo Yiming spoke, still worried about Yu Wan's health, "A-mei, has your body recovered now?"
Yu Wan nodded happily, "My vision, hearing, and smell have all recovered, and they are better than before. This injury and enlightenment directly allowed me to break through in my physical training and reach the ultimate state."
Next, is the meat refining after foundation building.
Yu Wan completed the unfinished words in his mind.
Mo Yiming laughed loudly again, "Very good, very good. My sister Jiren has celestial phenomena, which is great." As he said that, he gave Yu Wan a thumbs up.
Seeing his stupidity, Yu Wan couldn't help but laugh. He paused for a moment before speaking, "Brother, with the help of the stone tablet this time, I already know that the formation gate of Buchilin is in the pool."
"In this case, Amei will lead the way. Let's leave this ghost... no, it's a good place."
Seeing the way he hurriedly closed his mouth, Yu Wan couldn't help laughing again.
The two continued to walk in tandem, this time Yu Wan led the way. After jumping into the pool, they followed the route in their minds and began to swim downstream.
On the other side, Zeng Mingyue, who had just come back to her senses in front of the Xiaoyaoyou Stone Tablet, had already crossed a realm from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage of Jindan.
With her eyes clear, she let go of the late pressure and waved her right hand back, directly cutting off the right arm of the female cultivator who had been trying to break the stone barrier.
A painful scream instantly rang out in the slightly quiet Forest of Steles.
The female cultivator picked up her right arm that had fallen to the ground, sealed the wound on her right shoulder with her spiritual power, and stared at Zeng Mingyue fiercely, "You little bitch, I actually allowed you to get the inheritance of Zhuang Ru. I will wait until you see me in the Tao-seeking Tower." "
After making the threat, the female cultivator threw out a black marble from the fingertip of her left hand, and the surrounding area was instantly filled with black mist that blocked her consciousness and sight.
By the time Zeng Mingyue waved her sleeves and blew away the black mist, the female cultivator had long since disappeared.
Zeng Mingyue's expression did not change. Zeng Kewei had entered the Golden Core for a long time. Although she was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, her methods and fighting techniques were definitely more sophisticated.
If she doesn't get enough, she will ask them to pay back one by one in front of the Taoist Tower.
Without stopping, she just bowed towards the monument, bowed to the handrail, and flew away.
As the time approached, the monks in the Qi Refining, Foundation Building, and Golden Elixir areas stopped searching for spiritual objects one after another, and rushed towards the center of the secret realm.
The Qi Refining monks who have entered the Snake Valley are fighting fiercely, and the monks in the Foundation Building Area are constantly climbing the snowy mountains one after another...
The monks in the Jindan District jumped off the cliff one after another and entered the Baijia Soul Forest.
The monks on the north side of the Tanjiang River were also crossing the river and inserting themselves into the Soul Forest from the river bank.
The four sects and three factions have the same goal at the moment, which is the Tao-seeking tower that is only opened once every five hundred years.
