The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 87
I just don’t know who harvested the moss here. If he didn’t care, he ran to such a deep place to harvest it. If he was caring, he couldn’t tell if it was the moss that looked like a dog gnawed on it. Come on.

Yun Ying was curious and wanted to know if he was still in the cave, so she speeded up the collection and went in. She deliberately avoided the newly grown moss, and only harvested the mature moss.

Collecting and walking in this way, it took half an hour to reach the end of the cave. Under the light ball, I vaguely saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the stone platform at the end, with a faint golden light on his body. The golden light was like a sword, constantly attracting people. The invisible black air gathers them around, and pulls them together again, wiping away the black air inch by inch. Although the golden light loses an inch, it becomes more solid.

Yun Ying could tell at a glance that this was a senior who tempered his aura here, thinking that he would not disturb her, and was about to take a few steps back to avoid suspicion, but accidentally caught a glimpse of that person's side face, and felt that his head had been slashed. A Jiao Lei is average.

There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. This is the senior brother Cen Shuyue who she misses so much!
Different from the unexpected joy when she met Tao Ningqin, when she saw Cen Shuyue, Yun Ying only felt that the long-term planning was finally going to bear fruit, and her heart was beating with joy.

Her golden practice body finally has it!

After the excitement subsided a little, Yunying forcibly calmed herself down, and took a few steps back and forth, following Cen Shuyue's example, attaching spiritual energy to the body surface, while attracting the thin miasma in the mountains and engaging in a tug-of-war with them.

Soon, she realized the benefits of this approach. The miasma can indeed consume the spirit energy, but the spirit energy can also dissolve part of the miasma. Although the miasma was overwhelming at first, as long as it persists, the spirit will gradually gain the upper hand. It is inevitable to lose a lot of aura in the stage, but the aura will also become very solid because of it.

Take this spiritual energy back to the spiritual source, and then run Xiao Zhoutian, the impact will become stronger, and the meridians will become wider due to this impact.

This is also a brother who practiced hard.

Yunying praised in her heart, the speed of running Xiao Zhoutian was faster.The practice of this pulse-gathering period is like plowing the land with an ox. It needs to be plowed millions of times with the plow, and finally a deep furrow will be plowed.The deeper the ditch, the more it can accommodate the surging river, and the more benefits the monks will have. But after all, the process of plowing the land is too long, and it may last a lifetime, so everyone can only choose between depth and time. balance.

Yunying chose depth, but it doesn't mean that he is unwilling to shorten the time of running the small week. Right now, this method is quite effective, and it is undoubtedly a pleasant surprise for Yunying.

Cen Shu noticed someone approaching early in the morning, and was vigilant in his heart, but seeing that the visitor took a few steps back and didn't mean to rush him, he didn't speak.Unexpectedly, after the visitor sat cross-legged, he began to practice like him, and he practiced quite smoothly, not at all as difficult as he was when he first started. He was surprised and weird for a moment, and opened his eyes to look at the visitor.

It turned out that he was only an eleven or twelve year old child, about the same age as his younger sister, and only in the third level of Jumai, Cen Shu felt a little relieved.

(End of this chapter)