Chapter 631: This orchid

　　The spiritual practice of Yuanshen Tao encompasses all things and all rivers. In essence, each avenue has no distinction between high and low, and it is basically how to enlighten the Tao.
However, there is a distinction between strength and weakness in the method of physical cultivation. Like Yang Jian's eight-nine profound arts, it is obviously better than the method of physical cultivation of the Liuli Baozhu during his lifetime.
But this does not mean that this undefeated golden figure is a piece of paper for Yang Jian. On the contrary, Yang Jian just read the first Dao pattern of the undefeated golden figure, and the open but dark road ahead, just A glazed lamp was hung up.
If you get the treasure.
Even this practice technique of Taoism and Taoism engraved on the stone gave Yang Jian a sense of satisfaction of "hearing the Tao in the morning and dying at night."
In this way, retreat is a matter of smooth flow.
Yang Jian is not too impatient. This retreat is very important to him. He must complete it methodically and efficiently.
The main things to comprehend are the undefeated golden body battle, the various changes in the sea-covering battle, the many sages' magical powers and the essence of the great way that were experienced during the Three Qings and Qianhong;
In this process, Yang Jian still needs to guide the power of the Dinghai God Orb to refine the profound body, and thoroughly integrate the Dinghui God Orb with the Profound Orb, and then tap the potential of the Dinghai God Orb.
In addition, Yang Jian had to explore the limit of the seventh layer of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.
Although I feel that the limits this time are more difficult to understand and touch, and even if the limits are exceeded, this physical body will hardly be improved by leaps and bounds, but Yang Jian has broken through the limits all the way to today, and there is no reason to give up halfway.
It was meant to be one mind and two purposes, Yang Jian also divided two incarnations...
However, Yang Jian's retreat and enlightenment this time did not mean that he could not be disturbed. He just sorted out and realized that being disturbed would not suffer too much.
There is no way, he has to split one person into three uses now. The predecessor needs him to be in charge, and he must appear in person to conquer the Chaos Spirit Race. It is even more urgent to improve his strength.
The more you bear and the more you get, the more you have to pay.
Yang Jian had originally planned that he could only return his mind as much as possible to his body, leaving only a little by Ao Xinke, but he really underestimated the stickiness of Young Master Xiao...
Half a month after entering the tomb of the saint, Yang Jian's daily arrangements have almost formed a pattern.
Freed up for half an hour, more than half of my mind stayed in the wild, playing chess with Xiao Lan, instructing Xiao Lan to practice, seeking explanations and teaching many magical powers to attack, and preparing to use the nine-turn spirit pill given by the saint master to enhance Xiao Lan's qualification .
How can you do if you are not at the realm of Da Luo?
There is still half an hour to spare, and his mind is placed next to Ao Xinke, discussing with Ao Xinke about subduing the Chaos Spirit Race, or watching the various changes in the Wuling World.
Then the rest of the time can be at ease to enlighten.
Fortunately, he did not deliberately use the power of Dinghai Divine Orb to temper the profound body. After the initial guidance, the profound body would continuously repeat the tempering process.
The power of the physical body is still increasing slightly.
The sage realm became clearer in Yang Jian's heart, pulling away the layers of clouds and mist to see another piece of heaven and earth.
And only with the undefeated golden body decision, Yang Jian painstakingly extract the essence that can be used for himself, this is the most difficult and time-consuming ‘engineering’.
Time is rushing like flowing water, and meditation practice can always be unaware of the changes in time, and a hundred years pass by in a hurry.
These hundred years should have been the one in which Yang Jian's strength in this retreat has increased the most rapidly, but Yang Jian did not get up to confirm it from beginning to end, but just sat in the quiet retreat.
Kong Xuan left after a few months in Yang Jian's retreat. Before leaving, Liuli Baozhu gave Kong Xuan a technique, and he seemed to be quite optimistic about Kong Xuan.
Where did Kong Xuan go?
This is not well known, maybe it's still in the tomb of the saint, or it may leave Xuandu City to continue exploring in the Chaos Sea.
It's just that I learned a lot of secrets about the great world before the prehistoric times, and Kong Xuan must have lost the idea of ​​‘delivering death’ and ‘searching the nest of a powerful enemy first to make the best.’ Yang Jian did not worry much.
If this great power can't become famous in the Chaos Sea, other great Luo Jinxian and Quasi-Sage Masters who are born in the wild, there is no need to wander around the Chaos Sea.
For a hundred years, the city of Xuandu has been quiet, and the four spirit worlds were greatly injured in the last battle, and the forces of other chaotic spirit races did not seem to have any intention of attacking the city.
The waves in the Four Spirit Realm were surging, from Ao Xinke into the Wuling Realm in disguise, and after connecting with the Wuling Lord, it never stopped for a day.
Perhaps for the chaotic creatures, a hundred years is not too long; for the Wuling Realm, which is not a big but not a small chaotic ‘country’, a hundred years is far from enough to make up for the vitality that was previously damaged in front of the city.
But a hundred years, it was completely enough for Ao Xinke to secretly use the spiritual core control method taught by the Great Master Xuandu to control the Chaos Spirit Race up and down in the Wuling World.
Yang Jian's body is not here and cannot use profound blood, so it is Ao Xinke who directly controls these masters.
There are several people in the quasi-sacred realm, hundreds of people in the great Luo realm, and hundreds of chaotic spirit races in the power node of the Wuling realm.
Among them, dozens of'spies' planted in the Black Spirit Realm, Evil Spirit Realm, and Rain Spirit Realm were even found. Ao Xinke did not stun the snake, maintaining the other three spirit realms' lower defense against the Wu Spirit Realm. heart.
The Wuling Lord's injury was mostly healed.
Every time Yang Jian talked with Ao Xinke, he was actually listening to what Ao Xinke said that the Wuling World again controlled the geometric chaotic creatures.
In the past ten years, under the instruction of Yang Jian, the Wuling Realm began to work on some small chaotic tribes near the Wuling Realm, in order to absorb more viable power and rapidly expand the strength of the Wuling Realm.
In the next hundred years, we can deliberately create some conflicts with the evil spirit world, slowly...
This is actually not the best news for Yang Jian.
What shocked Yang Jian the most was Xiao Lan's words without warning: "I also want to retreat."
"Retreat?" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan on the opposite side of the chessboard, and quickly came back to his senses, "Do you still want to practice for a while?"
"Both of them," Xiao Lan pursed her lower lip lightly, seeming to smile a little helplessly, "I have been forced to talk about the Tao every day for a hundred years, and I have also shown me so many interpreting and teaching classics and fed me so much. The panacea, if I don't realize it again, wouldn't it be too careless."
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, without saying anything.
The wind passes through the bamboo forest, listening to the rhythm of bamboo leaves, listening to the sound of the vast water at the mouth of the Guanjiang River not far away.
Xiao Lan whispered again: "I don't want to delay your major events. I will cultivate into Da Luo earlier, and I can go to Chaos Sea to help you earlier, so that you won't be told that I will take your advantage."
"Between you and me, why bother about this."
Yang Jian laughed, his long sleeves flicked, and a fast-losing chess game was instantly zeroed.
"Where to retreat?"
"I don't know, you help me find a good place. I don't want to go home anyway."
"Why don't you want to go back?" Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan, "Aren't you hanging with your grandmother?"
Xiao Lan snorted softly: "She now has no worries and no worries in the heavens. If my granddaughter who has taken refuge in the evil star of Erlang returns, it will be difficult for her old man to handle it."
She was not complaining about what happened to Yang Jian, but Yang Jian was also a little guilty when she heard that, and smiled apologetically to Xiao Lan.
After Yang Jian and the Heavenly Court broke up, Xiao Lan was not tolerated by Chaotian Pavilion for secretly spreading the letter for Yang Jian.
However, Chaotian Pavilion did not dare to offend Xiao Lan, let alone attack Xiao Lan, and could only persuade Xiao Lan to leave Chaotian Pavilion.
In fact, when Xiao Lan left Chaotian Pavilion, she really had nowhere else to go except for coming to Guanjiangkou.
"I'll send you to Meishan to practice," Yang Jian said with a smile, "After you retreat, I practiced with all my heart, and I can rest assured that you are in Meishan."
Xiao Lan nodded, chuckled suddenly, and stared at Yang Jian with playful eyes.
Yang Jian's monk like Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Lan chuckled lightly: "Among the plum mountains, there is a plum blossom, two gods and phoenixes, and a few beauties of the demon race. Now you have arranged for me again, don't you worry about them being embarrassed with me?"
Yang Jian looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. She didn't know when she had taken off her son's attire, and she always looked like her daughter in front of him.
The meaning of her words, Yang Jian is not stupid, how can he not understand.
"Why are they embarrassing you?" Yang Jian asked back, with a little warmth in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You are my rare confidant. They are all women who have some trouble with me. Of course, that plum blossom is because Saint Nuwa, I can't drive her away."
"Oh," Xiao Lan looked away, and said nothing.
Yang Jian's heart fluctuated a little, and he wanted to say something to ‘reassure’ her, or to give some promises, but when the words came to her lips, they became empty again.
A hundred years of getting along, although there is only half an hour a day, it can be considered to have a relatively deep foundation.
The most rare thing is that the two hearts know that her talent, her wit, and her every word and deed have made Yang Jian gradually sink.
However, Yang Jian looked forward, and the word'strong enemy' was like a big mountain pressing on his heart.
Let all the promises I want to give become empty and lifeless.
"You really have more ink than anyone else."
Xiao Lan stood up with an ugly expression, Yang Jian was still stunned, but Xiao Lan bypassed the stone platform in two steps.
The bamboo forest shook gently, and the wind passed quietly.
Perhaps Yang Jian was a little slow in retreating for too long ~EbookFREE.me~ Perhaps he was shocked by Xiao Lan's actions, and stared at Xiao Lan in front of him.
She closed her eyes a little nervously, and she touched his cheek purely with that breath, and her lips lightly touched.
To tell the truth, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke have been married for so long, and they are no longer the first brothers who were embarrassed to pull the little hands.
But Zhu Lin's kiss made his Dao heart agitated, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.
When Yang Jian stood up, looked at the woman standing in front of him, and admired her beauty when she was shy, he could only whisper: "I will send you there..."
"From now on... If you don't marry me... I will have no face to meet people..."
It's as thin as a mosquito, really can't hear clearly.
Yang Jian didn't know what to say, his right hand clasped her right hand, and the two looked at each other, Yang Jian smiled softly, with some relief in his brows.
Xiao Lan hugged Yang Jian's arm with her backhand, her ears were red, and she temporarily lost the ability to speak.
However, on the way to send her back to Meishan to retreat, Yang Jian had to consider a more difficult question...
How to explain to Ao Xinke, when Zhenggong was exhausted and running around, fighting for life and death, he used a hundred years to hook up a little daughter-in-law in Honghuang.
Yang Jian rubbed his eyebrows, is he really a scumbag?
It's not that serious.
Three thousand weak water, I wanted to take a scoop, but accidentally picked up a little...