Listening to Mi Xiaojing talking to others, eating, walking, sorting herbs, and cleaning wild vegetables and fruits, Wang Weijun lived like a year. He prayed in his heart that the little guy would go to bed early so that he could trick Mi Xiaojing into cultivating.
Time passed little by little, and finally it was night, and then he heard Mi Xiaojing letting that little carrot head sleep. Wang Weijun was still wondering, how could a young boy bring a child with him
Finally, Wang Weijun waited until Mi Xiaojing went to the Kang.
Then Wang Weijun was completely tragic.
I didn’t sleep, but I was chanting mantras! Mantra! Mantra!
Once the mantra was recited, the entire ten thousand-character mantra tower began to move. Countless Yan family classic mantra characters were flying. It was really a mess. Wang Weijun was fascinated when he heard it. He almost went crazy. Seeing the mantra characters dancing around him, he was forced to He had to use his Nascent Soul to resist the invasion of mantra characters.
From dark to dawn, Mi Xiaojing never stopped reciting the mantra.
This kid won't sleep! Do not sleep! Do not sleep!
Wang Weijun almost collapsed. You must know that after reciting the mantra all night long, he resisted all night. He was so tired that his Yuanying was about to fall apart. You must know that the power generated by this prayer building has an effect on the Yuanying and the soul. Every one Wang Weijun felt like a sharp knife stabbing Yuanying, and the knife was bloody.
After a night of torture, when Mi Xiaojing stopped reciting the mantra, Yuanying became sluggish and was about to dissipate.
Wang Weijun hung in the Mantra Building in despair. He could not think of any way to resist. Once the Nascent Soul collapsed, the collapsed Nascent Soul would be the best nutrient for the Mantra Building. It could not only nourish the Mantra Building, but also bring Mi Xiao. After countless benefits, this is what Luo Mei and Mi Youran want to achieve.
The worst thing is that Wang Weijun is still unable to self-destruct his Nascent Soul. Being bound by the mantra characters of the Mantra Tower, he cannot even self-destruct himself and die together.
Listening to Mi Xiaojing getting off the kang, listening to him washing up, and listening to him climbing to the roof, Wang Weijun lamented in his heart: "I don't want to die... I don't want to die! The body and soul will disappear... God, are you going to kill me?" !”
Then Wang Weijun heard a long inhalation sound, and a purple light poured down.
Qianyang purple energy!
It’s still the Qianyang purple energy filtered by the Mantra Tower!
There is always a way out!
With these words flashing through Wang Weijun's mind, Yuanying immediately crossed his legs and floated in the air, opened Yuanying's small mouth, and inhaled sharply, and a trace of dry Yang purple air penetrated into his mouth.
Just this mouthful of Gan Yang Purple Qi stabilized Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul, which was about to collapse. Even Mi Youran and Luo Mei had not thought of this change, or even calculated it. Everyone thought that once this guy entered the Mantra Building, he would be completely destroyed and completely dissipated in the Sutra Building. However, they did not expect that Mi Xiaojing would actually absorb Qianyang Purple Qi.
Really, people are not as good as God!
Taking three puffs of Qianyang Purple Qi, Wang Weijun completely stabilized the Yuanying that was about to collapse. When he wanted to take the fourth puff, Mi Xiaojing had stopped practicing and came down from the roof.
Wang Weijun wailed. Even if he took one more breath of Qianyang Purple Qi, he could restore a little bit of Yuanying's strength, but he could only take three breaths, not more. And these three mouthfuls of Qianyang Purple Qi could only stabilize Yuanying. , but it cannot let Yuanying's cultivation level increase.
Even one more bite would be good!
Wang Weijun was going crazy. Ever since he was beaten to pieces by two inexplicable guys, nothing had gone smoothly. Even if he found a chance to survive temporarily, he had no hope of improving his cultivation.
In desperation, Wang Weijun was forced to practice in the Sutra Building. In addition to digesting the Qianyang Purple Qi, he also wanted to improve his Yuanying's cultivation.
What Wang Weijun didn't know was that his Nascent Soul cultivation had brought great benefits to Mi Xiaojing. The Nascent Soul absorbed spiritual energy. Since his Yuanying was in the scripture building, the spiritual energy passed through Mi Xiaojing's body first. During the practice, the spiritual energy is washing Mi Xiaojing's body.
Moreover, as the spiritual energy enters, the Mantra Building is also absorbing it, which gives the Sutra Building power.
For a whole day, Mi Xiaojing was surprised to find that he felt refreshed and energetic, and his cultivation level was also improving. This made him completely confused. What was going on
After a busy day, Mi Xiaojing immediately went to the kang. He thought that he had made great progress in reciting the mantra yesterday and would work harder today.
Wang Weijun found Mi Xiaojing on the kang, and couldn't help but tremble, here he comes again!
This kid doesn't sleep and just chants mantras!
Wang Weijun wailed, and then the sound of chanting sounded, and Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul began to resist.
This time, Mi Xiaojing's speed of reciting the mantra became extremely fast, so that the number of times he recited the mantra increased. The fast speed and high number of recitations of the mantra in the mantra building means that there are more characters in the Yan family's classic mantra. The more frequent the mantra characters appear, the greater their impact on the Nascent Soul.
When Mi Xiaojing stopped reciting the mantra, Wang Weijun was about to cry.
Yuanying is on the verge of collapse again!
Opening Nascent Soul's small mouth, he took three big sips, but he really didn't get one more sip. This can't be blamed on Mi Xiaojing. The sun was rising, and in such a short time, there really wasn't much Qianyang purple energy that could be absorbed. It was already quite impressive to suck three mouthfuls from Wang Weijun.
What makes Wang Weijun most speechless is that these three mouthfuls of Qianyang Purple Qi, plus a day of practice, can only restore and stabilize the Nascent Soul, but at night, his Nascent Soul is washed away by Mi Xiaojing's chanting of mantras. It was in dire straits and faced a collapse situation.
There was no time to complain this time. Wang Weijun practiced hard, trying to buy some time to make his Yuanying tenacious so that he would not collapse after reciting the mantra all night.
There are three stages in the Pratyekabuddha stage: refuge, practice, and enlightenment. Mi Xiaojing has already reached the stage of enlightenment, which means that once he has accumulated enough, he can advance to the next level.
When Wang Weijun practiced like crazy, the benefits he brought to Mi Xiaojing were too great. The spiritual energy quickly poured into the body, washing the body and internal organs, washing the meridians, bones, and flesh.
As for Mi Xiaojing, apart from reciting mantras and practicing in the evening, he also absorbed a little Qianyang purple energy in the morning. The rest of the time was spent collecting various mountain products for the winter.
Pueraria lobata, Polygonatum sibiricum, Poria cocos, ginseng, and wild red dates are all ingredients needed by Mi Xiaojing. There are many in these Jingshan mountains. As long as you search patiently, you will always find a lot.
Every day, Wang Weijun practices crazily. Every night, Wang Weijun spends his time in torment. His only hope every day is to inhale three mouthfuls of Qianyang Purple Qi in the morning. This day is simply unbearable.
Every day, Mi Xiaojing goes up the mountain to collect mountain products, recites mantras every night to practice, and absorbs a little Qianyang purple energy in the morning. These days, Mi Xiaojing goes through a very nourishing life.
Every day, Wang Weijun's greatest wish is not to take three sips of Qianyang Ziqi in the morning. His greatest wish is for Mi Xiaojing to take a nap. How can he communicate and deceive Mi Xiaojing if she doesn't sleep? But for more than ten days in a row, Mi Xiaojing didn't even sleep.