Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 163: Ye Xiuwen who successfully built the foundation

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When Ye Xiuwen exhausted his last spiritual energy and threw Jun Xiaomo up, he didn't actually think too much in his heart.

There is only one thought in his mind, that is, not to let Jun Xiaomo fall with him.

The sound of the wind rustled in the ears, the chasm of the abyss above the head was swiftly moving away, and Jun Xiaomo's heart-piercing shout came from a distance-"Brother!!!"

Ye Xiuwen tried to pull the corners of his lips, but in the end it became a straight line.

Little Junior Sister will be sad for a while again this time, just like she thought "Little Tuanzi" was dead last time.

Maybe this stubborn little sister will cry again, right? But he could no longer comfort him.

With such regret, Ye Xiuwen closed his eyes, and the gap above his head that turned into a white line finally disappeared completely.

……

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xiuwen woke up. He woke up in a burst of tearing pain in his body.

...not dead?

Ye Xiuwen looked up and found that the cracks on the top of his head were no longer visible-this only shows that he is very far away from Jun Xiaomo, so far away that he can't see where Jun Xiaomo is staying. .

There was a sense of loss in my heart, but I was also lucky.

I am glad that I am not dead, I am glad that I still have the hope of going back. Ye Xiuwen knew very well that with Jun Xiaomo's temperament, if something really happened to herself this time, she might not be able to adjust it for a long time, let alone say it, and might even do some extreme things.

For example, jump down to find yourself...

I have to say that Ye Xiuwen still knows Jun Xiaomo quite well. If the Jun family hadn't arrived in time, Jun Xiaomo might have really jumped off.

Ye Xiuwen sighed lightly, gathered various thoughts, and began to observe the surrounding environment.

...Net?

Ye Xiuwen realized that he was lying on a huge net, and there were some dark shadows on the net, and he couldn't tell what it was.

This net is very flexible, which is why Ye Xiuwen was not thrown to death.

Ye Xiuwen struggled to sit up, pursed his lips, and started to crawl to the side of the net... Along the way, he encountered those black bones, not only human bones, but also spirit beast bones. .

This net looks more like a Shura field, or a hunting field.

Ye Xiuwen's heart was raised high, and he released his consciousness vigilantly, and his whole body was tightly prepared to fight at any time.

However, until he touched the edge of the net, he did not encounter any accidents.

Ye Xiuwen breathed a sigh of relief, crawled out of the Internet, and stood on solid ground. Here is still the depths of the abyss of death, there is not a trace of light that can penetrate through it, and there is a depressing darkness all around.

"Um..." Ye Xiuwen snorted, covering his heart.

He was about to break through the level barrier before, and later a series of things broke this process, and now the aura activity in the body has finally reached its peak. If he doesn’t find a place to steadily break through the barrier, he is very likely. Is about to explode and die.

At this time, it was too late to carefully search for a suitable place. Ye Xiuwen thought for a while, and simply sat on the ground, took out several formation maps from the storage ring and laid them on the side. After starting the formation map, closed The eyes began to meditate.

Although this kind of behavior is dangerous, in an emergency, he can't tolerate any further delays.

The defensive formation radiated a faint blue light in the dark depths of the abyss of death. Ye Xiuwen's heart was beating frantically at first, but when he started to meditate, he gradually calmed down.

Ye Xiuwen entered a mysterious realm. He could "see" that the spirit energy running around in his body was gradually smoothed, and along the meridians of his body, he slowly entered the pubic area.

The pubic area was originally a misty void, and all the auras were evenly distributed throughout the pubic area, like a friendly neighborhood in peace.

Ye Xiuwen guided the aura in his body for two weeks, until the aura in his dantian and meridians was completely calmed down and could flow with his own thoughts.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen could feel the obvious pain in his meridians and dantian.

This is a sign that the aura in his body slightly exceeds the ability of his meridians and dantian, and it is also a signal that Ye Xiuwen can break through the barrier of the twelfth level of Qi training peak and hit the foundation stage.

Ye Xiuwen's thoughts moved, and slowly guided the excess spiritual energy in the meridians to the dantian.

Under the infusion of the new aura, the aura in the dantian vibrated slightly, and slowly, the misty white began to become dense and clear.

While Ye Xiuwen compressed the aura in the meridians into the dantian, the aura from the outside world began to slowly replenish his meridians, keeping his meridians in a state of fullness and pain forever. And the white mist in the dantian began to slowly rotate in the same direction...

I don’t know how long it has passed, maybe an hour, or maybe several days, Ye Xiuwen only felt a strong sense of turmoil from the dantian, and then "bounced" the ground, as if something burst inside. The same, his head was blank, and the aura around him began to rush towards his dantian and meridians frantically.

Different from before, at this time Ye Xiuwen can no longer feel the painful sensation of the dantian and meridians being filled, but has a strong desire to absorb spiritual energy, as if the dantian and meridians are suddenly enlarged. The same countless times.

However, this was not Ye Xiuwen's illusion. With this outbreak, he finally successfully rushed to the foundation building stage, and the dantian and meridians in his body as well as the bones and blood had undergone qualitative changes.

If Ye Xiuwen's dantian and meridian were just a lake and a few streams before, then Ye Xiuwen's meridian and dantian are rivers and oceans, and the spiritual energy that can be contained in them is by no means comparable to that of a Qi-training monk.

After Ye Xiuwen calmed down, he looked inside the dantian and the meridians, and found that there was a small liquid whirlpool spinning spontaneously in the dantian, and all the spiritual energy slowly converged into this small whirlpool. Then slowly was released.

This is the difference between the monks in the foundation building period and the Qi training level monks. When the monks from the foundation building period to the Jin Dan period, this small vortex will undergo further compression and change, and finally form a solid, round Shaped golden pill.

However, according to the book, the color of the small vortex during the foundation building period is generally related to the spiritual root type of the monk. The wood type is green, the thunder type is purple, the fire type is red, and the earth type is red. It is brown, and the water system is blue... and Ye Xiuwen is the root of Fengling. Logically speaking, it should be a translucent color, just like a clear stream.

However, the small whirlpool in Ye Xiuwen's dantian exudes a faint golden color.

Golden? Why is it golden?

A trace of confusion flashed through Ye Xiuwen's heart.

At this moment, an angry shout interrupted his thoughts: "You wait for the child! I dare to absorb all the golden aura of the deity. What a courage!!!"

Ye Xiuwen opened his eyes abruptly, and saw a black shadow rushing towards him. He instantly took out his frost sword from the storage ring, and swiftly rushed in the direction of the black shadow. With a wave, the sword aura that was much stronger than before slammed straight in the direction of the shadow.

"Tsk tusk, the response is not bad." In the dark, Ye Xiuwen couldn't see the other person's appearance, only thought that the voice was very old.

This reminded him of Chi Lao, but it is obvious that Chi Lao is now rushing to the clan with his freshly baked disciples and his own descendants, and he will definitely not show up here.

Ye Xiuwen fought hundreds of moves with the opponent. At first, for the sake of caution, he always focused on defense, but slowly, he switched from defense to active offense.

It's not that the opponent is at a disadvantage. On the contrary, Ye Xiuwen can feel that the opponent's strength is very strong, and it is by no means comparable to this cultivator who has just entered the foundation building stage.

But he didn't detect the killing intent from the opponent, although the initial roar was really bluffing, but after dozens of moves, Ye Xiuwen felt that the opponent was correcting his offensive and defensive methods.

Ye Xiuwen was originally a person with high cultivating talent, otherwise he would not have been designated by Han Jianzong as his default disciple at a young age. Now, the expert seems to have the heart to teach himself, Ye Xiuwen naturally upholds a serious attitude to learn.

Gradually, he felt that he had a new understanding of swordsmanship.

"Yeah, it's not bad, it's you." After a few hundred tricks, the expert who couldn't see his appearance suddenly said to Ye Xiuwen.

Just me? Just me?

Ye Xiuwen's heart flashed with confusion, and in the next second, he only felt a pain in his neck, and he fainted like this.

When he woke up again, Ye Xiuwen found that his surrounding environment had changed. It was no longer the dark bottom of the Abyss of Death. Instead, he was in a room full of medicinal fragrance. This room was full of The sun is bright and makes people happy.

Have you been saved by an expert and returned to the ground?

As soon as this idea arose, it was no longer difficult to suppress. He hurriedly sat up, and when he got out of bed, he planned to open the door to see the scene outside.

"Drink! You baby, why run down in such a hurry? Do you know that my bed is a good thing, and I feel distressed if you occupy it!"

An old voice reverberated in the room. Ye Xiuwen was looking for the source of the voice when he saw an old man walk in from outside the door.

The old man stared at him angrily when he saw him getting out of bed.

Ye Xiuwen didn't understand the current situation at all.

"Excuse me...Is this senior who saved it?" Ye Xiuwen asked politely.

"Huh! Do you think I look like such a kind person?" The old man raised his eyebrows and asked Ye Xiuwen diagonally.

Ye Xiuwen stopped talking, because he really didn't know how to return to this old man.

"Your doll is really boring, not as interesting as the female doll in your memory." The old man touched his beard and said disgustedly.

"Did you read my memory?" Ye Xiuwen raised his eyebrows.

"Why, can't I? Before accepting a disciple, I always have to figure out the character of the other party, right?" The old man glared at Ye Xiuwen again.

Ye Xiuwen: "..."

Accept disciples?