Chapter 27: Yuanli

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The qualification to enter the spiritual washing pond for one year is the reward of the Daxia royal family, which bestows on the top 1,000 monks in the Seven Domains.
Zhou Yuan also used this spiritual washing pond to complete the improvement of his cultivation from the early Yuanying stage to the late Yuanying stage within a year.
The miraculous effect of the washing pool can be seen.
It’s just that when Daxia’s senior Xia Yuan gave Lu Qingshan rewards, he told him that the spiritual washing pond is full of spiritual power, which is of great benefit to breaking the realm. He suggested that he enter the spiritual washing pond again when the cultivation bottleneck is reached.
For Lu Qingshan, the bottleneck of cultivation does not exist.
But he did not rush for a while.
Because in the Nascent Soul stage, the most important thing for a monk is to improve his artistic realm. It is not unimportant to improve the cultivation level, but it is really second.
Therefore, he has not been in a hurry to squander the opportunity to practice spiritually.
It now appears that the qualifications for this spiritual sink are just right.
It happens to be taking advantage of this rare opportunity to complete the reshaping of Daoji!
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Xiaowancheng.
This is a heavy city located in the middle of the Western Regions.
The city wall is as tall as a mountain, and pedestrians are like weaving, full of the rough wind unique to the Western Regions.
Lu Qingshan emerged from the transmission.
Qin Yitian found an opportunity, and he was already back in the Dragon Sparrow Sword, saving him a transfer fee.
It is nothing more than diligence and thrift.
The washing pond is located in this heavy city.
This was a place of practice that he had absolutely no chance to experience in his previous life.
Because the spiritual washing pond is the secret realm of Daxia's cultivation, there is only one in each domain, plus there are three in the city of Chang'an, and there are only ten in the world.
Under normal circumstances, the washing pond is only open to monks of the Daxia royal family.
In order to create the momentum of the Daoism of the Seven Domains, Da Xia was bleeding heavily and released a thousand places.
The washing pond in Xiaowan City is located on an inner peak called a barren mountain in the city.
The Tibetan Mountain in the city is very unique and can be regarded as a landmark of Xiaowan City.
However, this barren mountain is not barren at all. It is a hundred feet high. Under the construction of Daxia, it now looks more like a giant building than a mountain peak in nature.
A large formation shrouded the entire barren peak.
Under the scorching sun, the large array seemed to gleam with the moist light of Lantian jade, and even smoke-like gas rose from it, full of brilliance.
From far away, you can see the circulating shredded tobacco rising from the barren peak.
Lu Qingshan came to the foot of the mountain.
At the foot of Huangfeng Mountain, there is a large hall.
"Who is coming?" A tall and thin male repairer stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking at Lu Qingshan and asked: "This is a restricted area. People who are not from the Daxia royal family should not approach it."
The male cultivator wore the costume of the Daxia monk.
It was a long Taoist robe, the workmanship looked rather exquisite and luxurious, but it was not flashy.
Because on the robe, there are also many Dao patterns engraved, these Dao patterns have various functions similar to defense, meditation, and gathering.
The talking male Xiu looked serious, his eyes staring at Lu Qingshan like an eagle.
"I'm here to enter the spiritual washing pond to practice." Lu Qingshan did not directly answer the male Xiu's questioning, but took out a crystal card from the storage ring and handed it over.
The male Xiu hurriedly took the crystal card, and after the divine sense went into it and checked it, he returned the crystal card to Lu Qingshan.
It's just that the gaze he looked at Lu Qingshan was a little bit more surprised.
Can a qi-refining monk be allowed to enter the spiritual pool to practice?
This is too extravagant, right?
Is it possible that the boy in front of you is the illegitimate child of your honor?
You know, the monks who can be allowed to enter the spiritual washing pond on weekdays, the golden core cultivation base is rare.
Qi refining cultivator, it is the first time that a man has been in this Western Region Spirit Washing Pool for so long.
The tall and thin male Xiu had many ideas in his mind, but on the face he showed good psychological quality, and said politely: "You come with me."
Led by the tall and thin male Xiu, Lu Qingshan entered the main hall, then went out from another door of the main hall, and climbed straight along the stone steps made of blue and black boulders.
On each boulder, there are some strange Dao patterns.
Lu Qingshan didn't learn Dao Wen, but his knowledge and vision were still outstanding.
He can recognize these Dao patterns, it should be the three functions of warning, defense and gathering spirit.
Rumble!
There was a loud rumbling from the top of the mountain.
Lu Qingshan's heart moved slightly.
The tall and thin man was still walking in front of him without saying a word.
As the distance from the top of the mountain gets closer, the loud rumbling noise has become clearer and clearer, and even a little deafening.
Soon after, the source of the loud noise came into view.
It was a tall and majestic waterfall, hanging on the top of the mountain, like the Milky Way in the sky, rushing down, poured into the pool below, and suddenly it was spray like a rainstorm.
After getting closer, Lu Qingshan realized that the waterfall was actually formed by the liquefaction of spiritual energy!
This is especially true for the pool below.
An aura waterfall and a pool of aura.
What a big hand!
No wonder Da Xia hid this spiritual washing pond on weekdays and never opened it to outsiders.
The spiritual energy waterfall is like a white dragon, full of infinite power, falling from a high place into the pool below, the surging of the aroused spiritual liquid water, seems to make people break the bones.
On the periphery of the spiritual pond, there is a light cover composed of aura.
This mask, on the one hand, is to guard against someone forcibly breaking in, and on the other hand, to avoid leakage of spiritual power.
In front of the light shield, there was also a team of four monks guarding.
Three of them are Lianxu monks.
The headed person is a great monk who transforms into a god.
A six-level monk is responsible for looking at a pond?
This is enough to show how precious this sink is.
"Your Excellency Ming Hou, this person is here to practice in the washing pond, and he holds the crystal medal in the washing pond." The tall and thin man stepped forward and said respectfully to the head monk.
Lu Qingshan was very foresighted and offered the crystal card at the right time.
Ming Hou took the crystal card, nodded slightly, did not say much, just flicked his finger on the light shield covering the washing pool, the crystal card flew out, and immediately flashed a dazzling light, blending into the light shield. in.
Then, a stream of light flashed on the mask.
"It's indeed a cultivation crystal card. You can enter the spiritual washing pond to practice for a year." Ming Hou looked at the reaction on the mask and nodded to Lu Qingshan.
Later, Ming Hou also fulfilled his obligation to introduce the specific situation to Lu Qingshan, "The washing pond is built with the help of the magic circle to absorb the spiritual energy from the heights and cooperate with the original special spiritual veins.
In the spiritual veins deep in the washing pond, every period of time will give birth to an extremely pure aura, which we call Yuan Li.
The purity of Yuan Li is several times better than spiritual strength, so it is called Yuan, which has extremely powerful gains for monks to break through the realm of cultivation.
With this kind of energy, the annual output of the spiritual washing pond is limited, so only the best children of Daxia can enter the spiritual washing pond to practice. "
"Yuanli?" Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed after hearing this.
Before the transformation of the gods, the power absorbed and used by the monks was called spiritual power.
But after transforming the gods, the spiritual power in the monk's body will be transformed into a vital power that has exploded several times in both purity and strength.
Under normal circumstances, only the cultivator of the gods can cultivate vitality.
And this spiritual washing pond actually contains the vitality that can be absorbed regardless of the level of the realm, and it is not surprising that the spiritual washing pond is so precious.
"However," Ming Hou looked at Lu Qingshan with a smile, "These elemental powers are mixed in the immense spiritual power. If a monk wants to capture it and refine it, it is as difficult as a mortal catching fish with his bare hands.
Therefore, at least the Jindan monks who come to the Spirit Cistern to practice cultivation have such a chance to catch this slippery Qiu Qi. "
Ming Hou felt that Lu Qingshan's practice of coming to the washing pond as a Qi refiner was quite wasteful in his heart.
But on the surface, he showed excellent restraint, and did not sneer at all. Only then did he slightly mention the matter in his speech.
The meaning is also quite simple.
"If you can't swallow one or two yuan strength, it's tantamount to wasting the opportunity to practice in the spiritual pool.
Because if there is no elemental power, this spiritual washing pond is actually a blessed place for cultivation with particularly strong spiritual power, not to mention the secret realm. "Ming Hou said.
"Thank you senior for reminding." Lu Qingshan didn't care, but thanked him.
After raising a mouth, Ming Hou said no more, "If you want to start practicing, go in."
He stretched out his hand, and immediately above the mask, a gap was opened for one person to pass through.
Seeing this, Lu Qingshan moved forward without hesitation.
He just stepped into the mask with his front foot, and then the gap in the mask quietly closed.
The incomparably rich aura, rippling from the washing pool and waterfall, rushed towards the face.
The spiritual energy was so strong that it didn't need to be absorbed by Lu Qingshan's exercises, but it naturally poured into his pores, making Lu Qingshan refreshed.
Not long after, the spiritual energy drenched his clothes.
"The closer you are to the waterfall, the stronger your spiritual power will be, and the more vitality you have gathered," Ming Hou's voice came from outside the mask, very solemn, "However, just like your current feelings, the spirit sink The spiritual energy in is very presumptuous and will automatically flow into your body.
And the closer to the waterfall, the more violent the aura.
If the spiritual energy that enters the body exceeds the upper limit of your tolerance, your meridians will inevitably be torn apart, and your life may even be in danger.
Therefore, it is very important to do what you can. Don't let the secrets of practice become dangerous because of greed. "
Hearing Minghou's admonition, Lu Qingshan calmed down slightly.
His toes are a little bit, and the next moment, his figure has jumped into the washing pool of spiritual energy rolling.
Lu Qingshan was very self-aware, and only practiced at the very edge of the washing pond.
The aura is surging, and the incomparable aura condenses into a great wave of aura, rolling endlessly in the washing pond, such a momentum, like a flying wave and a rock.
Not far away, the momentum of the spiritual energy waterfall impacting the washing pond was even more shocking and deafening.
"It's a rich aura." Lu Qingshan muttered to himself, feeling the huge aura that was too large for him who had only refining qi, and it was pouring into his body continuously.
Under the tremendous spiritual pressure, his skin gradually turned red.
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"He is a qi-refining cultivator who came to this spiritual washing pond to practice. Although he is very self-aware, he did not rush to go deep, which is a very smart choice.
But that vitality is hidden in the place where the spiritual power is rich. He practiced in this way, it is impossible to try to extract that vitality, it is completely wasting such a precious opportunity for practice. "The tall and thin male cultivator who led the way for Lu Qingshan, watching Lu Qingshan enter the meditation practice at the edge of the pool, envy flashed in his eyes.
The vitality in the washing pond, not to mention it is of great benefit to him, even for the Minghou who has transformed into a god, is quite precious.
Because the average cultivator who wants to transform the gods needs to spend a year or two to cultivate hard.
But in the pool of spirits, but there is a chance to sit back and enjoy the results, who can not be moved?
"It's better to come to a Qi-refining cultivator than to come to an imaginary cultivator.
At that time, the king of runners entered our Western Region's spiritual washing pond with the practice of imaginary cultivation. With his strong physique, he entered the concentration practice directly adjacent to the core of the spiritual pond.
In one year, I extracted 21 wisps of vitality from the washing pond, and all the vitality outside the washing pond was extracted, leaving only the core that almost no one could enter. Force residue.
With so much vitality, it would take decades to accumulate the spiritual washing pond.
Forcing us to have no alternative but to seal the spiritual pool for three years to recuperate. "The Golden Punishment of another cultivating monk who was guarding the washing pond couldn't help muttering quietly from the side.
"In recent decades, there have been no such monsters in the monks who have come to the spiritual pool to practice.
The vitality accumulated in this pool of ours can be said to be rich, even if the runner comes again, he is afraid of a bird. "Lian Gang, who was extremely rough in appearance, said with a grin.
He has been responsible for guarding this washing pond for hundreds of years.
"What is the King of Wheels? If the Lord comes down, you will know what terrible is.
Do you know how many strands of the vitality did the majesty absorb when he entered the washing pond with the cultivation base of the soul infant? "The news seems to be quite well-informed, Wu Zhenshan, a cultivating cultivator, suddenly became gossip, and said mysteriously.
"You mean the highness who is in Jianzong now?" Jin Xing raised his eyebrows.
Wuzhenshan nodded.
"I heard that she seemed to have captured seventy-two strands of vitality at the time." The tall thin man said.
"How is it possible?" Jin Xing couldn't believe it.
"Yes, it is true that the rumors are true," Wu Zhenshan nodded, "but you only have to think about the achievements of that majesty now, and you know that she was able to perform such exaggerated performance at that time, which is nothing."
"Seventy-two strands of vitality?!" Lian Gang on the side was already exclaiming, "In this pool of ours, there are no 72 strands of vitality remaining, right?"
Ming Hou glanced at Lu Qingshan, who closed his eyes on the edge of the washing pond, and listened to the conversations of several colleagues. For the first time, he answered: "Yes, and definitely more."
After a pause, Ming Hou continued: "Because most of the Yuanli is concentrated in the core of the washing pond.
And the core area is inaccessible to ordinary monks, let alone practice in it to capture vitality.
With such accumulations over the years, the amount of vitality at the core of the washing pool has already exceeded a hundred strands, but it's just visible and can't eat. "
"Your Excellency Minghou, did that His Highness really use the Yuanying cultivation base and extract seventy-two strands of Yuanli from the washing pond?" Lian Gang followed the conversation and asked in a low voice.
He was still a little unbelievable.
Because he has been guarding the washing pond for hundreds of years~EbookFREE.me~ and he has never seen it. There are monks who can extract more than 30 strands of energy from the washing pond.
Seventy-two strands?
Supermodel, alright.
"No." Minghou shook his head.
Lian Gang let out a sigh of relief, relieved.
Although that Highness is known as the most amazing and brilliant monk among the Daxia royal family.
Although the achievements of that Highness today, he admired them incomparably.
But no matter what, a woman who is so exaggerated is always too embarrassing. The halo on her body is less, and he can feel better in his heart.
"It's ninety-three strands." Minghou said calmly.
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