Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 88

Three in the morning.

Liang Zhiche was awakened by a knock on the door.

Originally, he was fine if he didn't sleep for ten days and a half months, but he was idle when he was idle, and he fell asleep after wandering around the post bar.

The bleary-eyed Liang Zhiche opened the door, and the anxious Jiang Xi squeezed in.

Liang Zhiche yawned and closed the door, scratched his head in doubt and asked, "Brother, what are you doing up so late?"

"I'm in a hurry, help me try my new practice."

Jiang Xi picked up the water beside the bed and drank it in one gulp, with a little panic in his eyes.

Liang Zhiche seemed serious when he saw the matter, and said seriously, "What did you practice again?"

Jiang Lan stared straight at him, his gaze made the latter a little apprehensive for no reason.

"Tao Qi."

Hearing this, Liang Zhiche didn't feel sleepy at all. Although he vaguely knew that Jiang Xi had received four kinds of blessings in the Four Temples and was able to practice the four Dao, he was still a little surprised: "You have also cultivated Dao Qi? Why? try?"

"You can just stand there, and you can help me to see if Dao Qi is really like the book said, it will make people feel natural, like a cool breeze, and avoid disasters and avoid disasters."

"Uh, okay, just stand here, right? Okay, I'm ready."

"Don't block it with awe-inspiring righteousness, feel it with your heart."

"no problem."

Jiang Shou closed his eyes and muttered something. If Liang Zhiche got closer, he could clearly hear him insulting the immediate and collateral female relatives of the Los Angeles Ghosts.

The next moment, a cloud of smog-like turbidity permeated from Jiang Lan's body.

For some reason, Liang Zhiche always felt that this thing was barking at him.

He stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to take a breath, watching helplessly as the turbid air submerged towards him.

He had great trust in Jiang Lan, so he really didn't block it with awe-inspiring righteousness, and opened the door wide open without any defense.

When the turbid air drowned him, Liang Zhiche's first feeling was suffocation, not the suffocation caused by the surrounding air being taken away, but the suffocation caused by something inexplicable blocking his throat.

He choked his own throat tightly, his eyes were round and almost protruding.

"Cough. Stop. Brother, stop!"

Jiang Xi opened his eyes and quickly withdrew his Dao Qi.

Liang Zhiche suddenly felt nauseous, and couldn't help but vomited redly while kneeling on the ground.

But he felt that there was something in his throat, but no matter how he vomited, it was just dry retching, as if a mouthful of phlegm was stuck, or as if acridness rushed into his throat but was blocked, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

If I want to use a vivid analogy, that is when Dao Qi submerges him, he feels that someone has stuffed a ball of wet and sticky hair from his mouth into his stomach. The internal organs were stirred together and pulled out.

If you want to make a more vivid analogy-tentacles, evil fall.

Jiang Shou squatted down, patted the back of Liang Zhiche who was kneeling on the ground and retching, and asked softly expectantly: "How is it, do you feel like a spring breeze?"

"I'm like a vomit!!!"

Seeing that he was still throwing up, Jiang Shou quickly continued to shoot.

It wasn't until Liang Zhiche was so weak that he lay down on the ground like a college student who had finished running 1000 meters, unable to breathe, that Jiang Xi got up and sat on the bed with a serious face:

"Tsk, I said that the quality is not right, there is indeed a problem."

"Feelings. Feelings, you take me. Take me as a guinea pig, right?"

Liang Zhiche's chest heaved violently, and it could be seen that he was suffering. When he said these words intermittently, his expression was grim.

"You can't say that." Jiang Chen sighed: "I just kept a little thought, wondering if it might just look ugly, but the effect is the same."

Liang Zhiche was not annoyed at being used as an experimental product by Jiang Lane, he struggled to get up, leaned against the corner of the wall, faced Jiang Lane, and said helplessly:
"Your stuff is like smog. If you look closely, there is still black light. No matter how you think about it, it's not just a matter of unsightly. Look at Master Xuanqing's Dao Qi, which is illusory but solid and natural, that is Dao Qi All right."

"It makes sense." Jiang Xi nodded seriously, but then answered: "But I have already practiced it, so what should I do?"

"Is this another technique used by Old Wei to hide your identity?" Liang Zhiche was suspicious.

Jiang Sang gave a "hmm" and dumped all the blame on Mr. Wei.

Xuanqing had told everyone this before, which meant that Mr. Wei had sensed something and intended to cover himself up, so there was nothing to worry about for the time being.

Anyway, Mr. Cao and Mr. Wei valued the original heart more. For such a kind and lovely person, even if he was a little bit deviant, he could be forgiven.

That's why Jiang Chuan dared to try new things in front of Liang Zhiche.

Moreover, it was too cruel to experiment with himself. At that time, the shadow in his heart brought by the Golden Bell Shade and Haoran Zhengqi was too great, and he didn't want to experience it for the third time.

But the facts proved that he was right. Judging from Liang Zhiche's reaction, he could roughly judge that his aura was quite wicked.

It cannot be said that it is not Dao Qi, it can only be said that it is not a thing at all.

Jiang Xi was a little irritable, got up and patted his buttocks, ready to leave.

"Okay, it's okay, you go to bed early, I closed the door for you, thank you for your hard work, I will remember it in my heart."

The confused Liang Zhiche looked at the gastric juice he had vomited up on the ground, smelled the strange smell in the air, and said with a wry smile, "How can I sleep here?"

As soon as the words fell, he covered his mouth again, stumbled up and ran to the bathroom.

"No, this thing is so powerful, I feel sick again!!!"

Jiang Xi returned to his room, puzzled.

Just because I comprehend according to "human law and nature" and put human beings at the highest level, so something went wrong?
But it shouldn't be. If I practiced wrongly, I should not be able to practice anything. How could this be the case now.

"Forget it, let's use this Qi to practice the Golden Liquid Divine Pill Tongyi first. Anyway, I'm used to it, and the final result is generally not too bad."

Jiang Chuan abandoned distracting thoughts and began to use his spiritual power to attack the Lingtai, which is the place where Tianlinggai is located.

According to the records in the classics, to practice this technique is to use spiritual power to communicate with spiritual power, transform each other, and live endlessly.

Spiritual power makes spiritual power more abundant and tenacious, and spiritual power makes spiritual power more treacherous, changeable and lethal.

Practicing to great success, refining the soul into pills, when a person dies, the soul is immortal, and the soul is immortal, there is always the possibility of rebirth.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, opening the Lingtai is the hardest part, even Jiang Xi is no exception.

He gathered his spiritual power to attack the Lingtai time and time again, but he still couldn't break through the barrier.

But as a former Buddhist practitioner, the most important thing Jiang Xi lacks is patience. If he fails once, he will do it twice, if he fails twice, he will do it three times.

That is, when the sky was just getting dark and the chickens raised in the yard began to crow, Jiang Xi finally opened his eyes.

The 360th time, it's done!
　Why? !Why am I typing so slowly? !Why is station b so beautiful? !Why is the game so fun? !Why can't I be happy every day? !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)