Xu Cheng looked at Xie and then at Li Boxen, trying to act like he cared more about the ferocious beast than the fact that "you are already in the Spiritual Light Realm". But there was a real turmoil in his heart, which was not very natural after all. Li Bochen understood what he meant - he had previously refined some Yin spirits into dragons and tigers, but because he was not at ease with him, he had no share in them. Now that he is Lingzhao, he is still a Yangqi. Whether he improves his realm or not is entirely up to him. No matter how stoic his mind is, he will feel very depressed. I don't blame him.
Since he is already at the middle third level, it actually doesn't make much difference whether Xu Cheng is nourishing Qi or dragon and tiger. He said: "You don't have to think about it first. Help me cure it, and you will naturally be in the dragon and tiger realm."
Xu Cheng blurted out: "Seriously?"
Then he immediately smiled and said: "Of course I am serious. Brother Li, you are a great hero, how could you lie to a poor man like me? After all, I am also your secret soldier. If you tell me to become stronger, you will become stronger." Well, in the future, we can fight back to the Six Kingdoms and unify the world..."
Li Bochen glared at him, and Xu Cheng quickly shut up. When he spoke again, the topic had changed: "Was it burned by flint? In its mouth?"
Circled around the beast again. Xie felt something and his eyelids moved. Li Boxen said warmly: "Don't be afraid, I'm diagnosing your injuries."
Xu Cheng said: "It's obviously me, Dr. Xu, who is here to treat you."
He returned to stand in front of Li Boxen: "It's just that the mouth was injured, so it won't be like this. It's only been a few days, and even if I haven't eaten in the past few days, the storage is still very active. Looking at the current appearance, I'm afraid I've also injured the internal organs - it must be the mouth Some of the flint inside was eaten. My God, this thing is so powerful. It’s the same size. If it were a Hunjia beast, it would have been blown to pieces.”
Li Bochen became even more anxious when he heard this and said, "Do you have any idea?"
Xu Cheng said: "There are ways, but they may not work...Brother Li, don't worry, listen to me...Oh, wait a moment."
The expression on his face was stagnant, and Li Bochen knew that he was understanding the meaning of Fengxue Sword God. This made him feel a little strange: Could it be that Feng Xuejian wanted to treat its injuries? Or does the method of saving this beast involve the taboos of spiritual gods?
When he thought of this, Xu Cheng regained consciousness, but his face became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I think the Sword God doesn't mind me saying this...Brother Li, you also know that those of us who are spiritual masters , you know some things, but you may not be able to tell others, it all depends on the spirit god’s will... I didn’t mean to hide it from you..."
Li Bochen didn't know this feeling. But he only said: "I understand. Just tell me, I don't blame you."
Xu Cheng then said: "Don't blame me for being long-winded, but we really have to start from the beginning - you know that there are yin and yang in the world, birth and death, but what about spiritual power? In fact, spiritual power also has yin and yang."
Li Bochen was slightly startled after hearing this. But he is a smart man, and after thinking about it for a while, he understands a little bit. His Beichen lineage technique is indeed masculine and powerful, but similar to Liudu technique or Taisu technique, it is more feminine. It's just that he has never considered the aspect of spiritual power itself before... it involves the yin and yang of spiritual power, so no wonder he had to ask Feng Xuejian for instructions first.
Xu Cheng saw that he really had no intention of embarrassing him, so he added: "For example, there is spiritual power in flint, and the black stone Yang Baoping and the others wear also has spiritual power. Both of them have strong spiritual power, but why can flint ignite fire? Black stone But can’t?”
Li Bochen wanted to say that this was because the chemical properties of the two things were different. But suddenly he realized that he had considered something related to this matter before - he came from another world and had a unique knowledge system. This gives him advantages in many aspects, but also causes trouble in others. For example, right now, if I were a native of this world, I would have started thinking about the question raised by Xu Cheng based on my own curiosity. Instead of just saying "different chemical properties" - I would have to know the various phenomena in this world. , which cannot be explained by many of the theories used.
He asked: "You want to say that the spiritual power in the fire stone belongs to Yang, while the spiritual power in the black stone belongs to Yin?"
Xu Cheng said: "That's right. So Xie was injured by the flint, and the yang spiritual power was too strong, so its wound couldn't heal. If you want to save it, you have to use the yin spiritual power to eliminate the yang. Spiritual power."
"You mean using black stone?"
Xu Cheng shook his head and said: "So I said there is only this method... The spiritual power in the fire stone is very domineering, and the spiritual power in the black stone is also very domineering. This thing is like a strong medicine. If you don't use it well, you may die. Gotta go faster.”
Li Bochen frowned, thinking that what Xu Cheng wanted to say was just that spiritual power can be divided into yin and yang, but why did he need to see whether Feng Xue Jian Tong agreed first? What's the taboo about this?
Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly noticed a very faint light appearing in the distance. He had seen the flint pit under Blackleaf Castle a few days ago, and he had been worried about whether something would go wrong, so he was startled when he saw this bright light. But if you look closely, you will know that there is no problem in the fort - the place where the light is located should be the hillside when they attacked Black Leaf Castle, and it is like a long dragon. After looking carefully for a while, I found that the light was still moving slowly.
That's an army. Li Bochen's first thought was that Rakshasa was calling, but then he thought again. Rakshasa's eyes can see in the dark, and there is no need for torches when marching at night. What's more, if there is a surprise attack, wouldn't such light reveal his whereabouts? This place is very far away from the hillside. Even if he is now a spiritual person, if he wants to leave his body and go to check there, he will still be at least a thousand steps away, and he won't be able to see anything.
But then I saw light shining in the Black Leaf Castle at this time. They were closer to the hillside and should have noticed the abnormality earlier than they did. It was expected that the entire army would be on alert by now. Li Bochen breathed a sigh of relief - Yang Baoping and Ge Xuanbai were very capable of doing things after all.
He thought for a while, turned to Xiong and whispered: "Don't worry, I will find a way to save you. I will send two Yin soldiers here, and one is my spirit beast - the same one you saw when we last dealt with each other. Those things that arrived, they are all my subordinates. I will ask them to guard you first, and then I will think of a solution, okay?"
Xie didn't open his eyes, so Li Bochen said to Xu Cheng, "Just stay here."
Xu Cheng agreed happily: "Okay, I'll think about it carefully, and maybe I'll ask the Sword God."
Li Bochen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I keep my word."
After saying this, a cloud of snow mist exploded under his feet, and the person was gone.
Running fast, he could feel the huge pressure of the air in front of him, and the sound of wind in his ears was about to turn into dull thunder, but he still didn't feel it was very strenuous, and he even felt that he could go faster. But the steps he took were also extremely powerful, and each time they broke the frozen soil that had been frozen for thousands of years under the snow, making a dull sound, as if a giant was marching, so he controlled his thoughts.
