Chapter 392: Wandering in Thought

Mu Xingqiu locked himself in the room and knocked on the door twice to show that he was fine, but Shen Hao and others who were guarding outside did not disperse. They were still whispering and vying to discuss Mu Xingqiu's strange behavior.

Mu Xingqiu did not dare to speak, and did not even have time to take out the magic weapon to silence the whole room. He immediately sat on the bed and tried to enter the state of meditation to stabilize the inner elixir in the lower dantian.

Strictly speaking, his inner elixir did not leave the lower dantian, but it was becoming unstable. Without the permission of the owner, it produced bursts of magic power on its own, which was strong and weak, and impacted the various checkpoints of the meridians. Mu Xingqiu's nausea came from this. He knew that as long as he relaxed a little, the inner elixir would burst out of his mouth and turn into a solid in the air, and he would no longer own it.

This was the inner elixir he had practiced hard for more than ten years, and he did not want to give it up just like that.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't visualize, but he could barely suppress the restlessness of the inner elixir in his lower dantian. It was the second inner elixir in the Niwan Palace that helped. Although it was still very weak, it could generate magic power and protect the meridians of the whole body.

Mu Xingqiu finally had time to recall what was going on.

Fifteen Taoists who were invigorated by the spirit used the mind control technique to check Hong Futian's memory. Among the low-level Taoists on the ground, only Mu Xingqiu could feel the existence of this spell and wanted to touch it out of curiosity. It was this action that almost brought him a fatal disaster.

The spell of the Taoists who were invigorated by the spirit was like a leopard that was always on guard. It would violently counterattack at the slightest stimulation. Mu Xingqiu's mind illusion was like a newborn animal that didn't recognize the danger and actually approached the leopard to see the pattern on it, but was counterattacked.

If it was an ordinary low-level Taoist, he would have fainted at that time, and would even become an idiot after waking up, because it was not an ordinary mind control technique. It was a powerful magic that was attached with a large amount of mana that could tear a person's soul apart.

Mu Xingqiu's seventh-level illusion resisted for a while, but only for a short while. The Taoists who were infused with spirits probably recognized the source of the illusion and took back the magic on their own initiative.

Mu Xingqiu escaped, but his lower dantian inner elixir was shaken due to overload operation.

The strength of the Taoists who were infused with spirits was so strong that they neither used their full strength nor cast real offensive spells. It was just a natural reaction that almost shattered the lower dantian and inner elixir of a Taoist who was inhaling seven levels.

Mu Xingqiu was terrified and once again thought of what the young demon said. Only after becoming stronger can you see the truth. The truth flashed before his eyes, but it was enough to make his heart beat.

However, there was one thing that was very strange. The art of controlling the mind acted on the brain, so the mana reached Mu Xingqiu's forehead, but his upper dantian Niwan Palace was not affected at all.

The middle dantian Jiang Palace was slightly shaken, but the lower dantian was the most damaged.

After the inner elixir in the lower dantian became more stable, Mu Xingqiu was finally able to enter the semi-contemplation state. After observing himself and finding that the lower inner elixir was fine, he then checked the white inner elixir in the Niwan Palace. It should not be exposed. Mu Xingqiu remembered that he still used the lower inner elixir when he cast the spell. It was a habit and an instinct. It happened naturally at the most critical moment.

But afterwards. It was this upper inner elixir that saved the Niwan Palace. Although it was weak, it was more stable than the lower inner elixir that Mu Xingqiu had worked hard to refine under the attack of external forces.

What does the color of the inner elixir represent? As far as Mu Xingqiu knows, the inner elixir of all Taoists is light yellow. Isn't white a mixed color? Isn't it the color of the inner elixir of a casual cultivator? He has too many secrets that he doesn't understand, but he must make a choice as soon as possible.

The young demon sent a new inner elixir, which Mu Xingqiu accepted and used occasionally, but he never made up his mind to practice this inner elixir. In his mind, the one that truly belonged to him was still the one in the lower dantian. But today's experience told him that the lower inner elixir was too weak, and even hindered the mind illusion.

The practice of Taoism must be based on the inner elixir, and the mind illusion is no exception. The seventh level of illusion can compete with the Taoist who can infuse the spirit, but without the corresponding inner elixir, the illusion is ultimately a tree that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. It has a scary frame, but it can't withstand the real storm.

The mind inheritor in the Xingshan Demon Cave did not mention this point. In her introduction, the inner elixir is not important, and only a little foundation is needed.

Mu Xingqiu had to choose one of the two inner pills, because the lower inner pill had almost no chance of progressing without overcoming the emotional tribulation, while the white upper inner pill seemed to be unaffected by the emotional tribulation. Since moving into the new home, it has been steadily improving. After only more than a month of half-hearted practice, it has reached the level of the third level of breathing, which is an unimaginable speed.

Mu Xingqiu jumped off the bed, walked to the door, pushed the door and said to Shen Hao outside: "Do me a favor and be the gatekeeper for a few days."

When Taoists practice in seclusion, they always need a gatekeeper to prevent accidents. Mu Xingqiu's gatekeepers in Luanjing Mountain are Sun Yulu and Zhang Suqin. In the Imperial Capital, he has to ask his good friends for help.

There were more than a dozen Taoists standing outside the door, but Yang Qingyin was not among them.

Shen Hao was very surprised, "Of course, I can be the gatekeeper for a few days, but... are you going to overcome the tribulation?" He really couldn't think of the reason. Overcoming the tribulation seemed to him to be the only reasonable explanation.

"Almost." Mu Xingqiu couldn't reveal the truth yet. The fact that the inner elixir was stored in the Niwan Palace was enough to cause huge controversy, not to mention the unknown origin of this inner elixir. "Seven to ten days, no longer."

"What should we do with the Demon Slayer Club?" Shen Hao asked. This was the most critical moment. Mu Xingqiu was a general. His sudden retreat would affect everyone's enthusiasm.

"Please preside over this with Yang Qingyuan. In short, don't let anyone withdraw from the Taoist sect until I finish my retreat."

This was also a choice. Between the Demon Slayer Club and practice, Mu Xingqiu must first improve the latter. Without a strong inner elixir, he could not lead the Demon Slayer Club too far.

The bald man jumped out from behind Shen Hao, "Brother Xiaoqiu, don't worry. Shen Hao and I will be here together. When you are in retreat, I will never close my eyes."

Mu Xingqiu smiled at the bald man, closed the door, took out five magic tools, imposed restrictions on the room, and created a retreat place that was not affected by the outside world. He sat on the bed. First, spend an hour to completely stabilize the lower inner elixir, and then start to concentrate on practicing the white inner elixir in the Niwan Palace.

The practice of a Taoist is a slow and meticulous process. One must be like a skilled micro-carver, using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a knife and needle to carve the inner elixir bit by bit. If the speed is too fast, the weight of the inner elixir will be unbalanced. This is the fundamental shortcoming of the inner elixir of casual practitioners. If the speed is too slow, the inner elixir will not progress but regress. It will not be effective in the end.

The root of Taoism can produce pure inner elixir, and meditation can ensure that Taoists will not make mistakes in the process of practice. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the best tool.

Mu Xingqiu has all three, especially the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Because of the demonic calamity in Luanjing Mountain, a large amount of spiritual energy was stored in his body. It can be said to be a luxury, but it has never been used.

Mu Xingqiu entered the longest meditation since he became a Taoist, even when he was in seclusion in Luanjing Mountain and there was absolutely no one to disturb him. He had to wake up at least two or three times a day. He had never opened his eyes for seven days and seven nights like this time.

The white inner elixir was spinning rapidly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to flow from the meridians of the whole body to the Niwan Palace. Creating an increasingly strong pressure environment, making the inner elixir stronger little by little.

Mu Xingqiu was fully focused on the white inner elixir, not eating or drinking, not moving, not tired, and even his breathing became vague.

The practitioners in the house did not know the passage of time. The gatekeepers outside felt that the days were like years.

The bald man did not close his eyes, let alone leave a step, and Shen Hao kept his promise. He only took turns with Xiao Qingtao occasionally.

"It's the eighth day." Xiao Qingtao was very worried, "Brother Xiaoqiu still has no movement?"

Shen Hao shook his head seriously, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, "At most ten days, I will wake him up."

"Brother Xiaoqiu's retreat this time is too strange."

Shen Hao nodded in agreement, and was about to speak when a Taoist priest came over. The timing of Mu Xingqiu's retreat was too unexpected. Many people came to inquire about the situation every day, but today this one was very special. It was not an ordinary low-level Taoist priest, but Zuo Liuying, the head of the Forbidden Secret Department.

Except for that one time when the Taoist priests of the Injection Spirit appeared at the same time, Zuo Liuying had never walked out of his room, let alone left the Pangshan Taoist Hall.

Shen Hao, Xiao Qingtao and Baldy were all very surprised and hurriedly saluted the chief seat.

Zuo Liuying walked straight to the door as if he had not seen the three people, stood for a while, and suddenly said: "Spiritual Wandering and Contemplating."

"What?" Baldy was the most courageous in front of the chief seat and dared to ask the doubts in his heart.

Zuo Liuying did not say a word. Shen Hao also knew what "Spiritual Wandering and Contemplating" was, so he whispered: "This is a kind of deep contemplation. Only those who have practiced hard for a long time and accumulated a lot of potential can encounter it once. Most Taoist priests will not encounter it once in their lifetime."

"What are the benefits?" Baldy's eyes lit up. He had read a lot of Taoist books, but he swallowed them whole and was not impressed.

"It can greatly improve the inner elixir in a very short time." Shen Hao quickly glanced at Zuo Liuying who was silent, thinking that the Taoist priests of the Injection Spirit must have experienced more than one spiritual wandering and contemplating.

"Brother Xiaoqiu can finally reach the Canxia realm?" Xiao Qingtao was also happy.

Shen Hao had hope in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a guarantee.

After Zuo Liuying said that, he didn't speak again for a long time, just standing in front of the door motionless, like a stubborn visitor who was rejected but refused to leave. www.anshcm

Shen Hao and Xiao Qingtao walked away slowly, and both felt that the head was even stranger than Mu Xingqiu.

Only the bald man refused to leave the door, and glanced at Zuo Liuying every once in a while. After five hours, Shen Hao and Xiao Qingtao took turns to rest for a while. The day passed and the night fell. The bald man finally couldn't help it, and leaned close to Zuo Liuying's ear and whispered: "Are you asleep?"

Zuo Liuying shook her head gently.

"When will Brother Xiaoqiu come out?"

"It's time for him to come out. The mind wandering can't last too long."

"Well, how can we get him out?"

"Tell him that Yang Qingyin went to Pangshan Laozu Peak alone to investigate the enemy. Without his help, this trip is likely to be dangerous."

With a bang, something seemed to explode in the room.

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