Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Dao Yi's body frantically absorbed spiritual energy, which washed over her. Due to her constitution, she didn't need to guide it; the spiritual energy flowed autonomously through her meridians.

Thanks to the dantian that had been shattered and reassembled, it was also frantically absorbing spiritual energy as it washed over the body and took root. One dantian was not enough, so it split open again, with each tiny dantian floating above the sea of ​​dantian.

The fragments of dantian that once resembled fireflies are now like a sky full of stars.

Dao Yi looked at the 'stars in the sky', which traveled through every inch of her body. Where her spiritual power used to be slightly stagnant, it was broken through by these spiritual energies one by one. Then, these spiritual energies took over and settled in her meridians, squeezing out other things in the meridians little by little and expelling them from her body. The spiritual energy in front found a home, and the spiritual energy behind surged in, constantly squeezing and merging.

The spiritual energy within Dao Yi became increasingly pure, making physical pain seem insignificant in comparison. Dao Yi also discovered that the spiritual energy not only improved her body, but also enhanced various bodily functions due to its refined nature. Her consciousness—or rather, her divine sense—also noticed the changes.

Her divine sense could perceive a wider range and more subtle things.

For example, if there's a fight nearby, the spells will be colorful.

A dozen or so people surrounded one of the white-haired men, and the two sides fought to a standstill.

Oh, no, it should be said that only the white-haired man's side gradually lost ground.

Look, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Oh dear, this person is so strange. Why did they put the blood they vomited into something to collect it?

The white-haired man looked vaguely familiar; she needed to ask someone about him.

What about her acquaintances?
Dao Yi's divine sense detected something moving on his waist.

Little Bifang lay on the edge of her Qiankun bag, chattering away, earnestly recording the debts these cultivators owed her upon her entry into the cultivation world. However, the sudden stench made its eyes dart around, and it immediately covered its beak with its wings. Although it was better than nothing, it at least had some psychological comfort.

The branches of the peach tree beside it waved erratically in the air before crossing themselves, as if trying to comfort themselves, while trying to avoid any contact with Dao Yi's body.

Little Bifang: "."

Little Bifang couldn't help but roll its eyes at the other's even more exaggerated expression.

A bird and a tree, in that instant, suddenly found themselves disliking each other.

Xiao Bifang's eyes darted around, glancing inside the Qiankun Bag.

Tao Yao, inspired by a sudden inspiration, reached a peach branch into the bag and, mimicking Dao Yi's usual manner, rummaged around until she finally pulled out a small red fox.

The half-dead red fox: "." It's just about to die, not already dead.

Xiao Bifang and Taoyao: Finally, it's not just the two of them suffering anymore.

Dao Yi observed the entire process with his divine sense: "."

If one could hear Dao Yi's inner thoughts, one would find that her face was even more sour than her body.

Dao Yi didn't want to see any more of the scenes of people looking down on her, so her consciousness drifted back to the fighting crowd.

The more she looked at the white-haired man, the more familiar he seemed. With a sudden thought, her consciousness began to leap and jump back and forth during the fight.

The two sides were locked in fierce combat when Dao Yi's divine sense suddenly swept over them, causing both sides' spells to pause for a moment. Someone asked in surprise and uncertainty, "Who!"

Dao Yi's consciousness was startled and quietly slipped back to its side.

What she didn't know was that in the cultivation world, using divine sense to see people was tantamount to taking off their clothes and looking them over from head to toe. Divine sense was even more powerful; those with high cultivation could see a person clearly from the inside out.

Dao Yi's consciousness was as still as a chicken, and the fighting crowd could not find the source of it.

"It must have been some venerable one who passed by and has now left," the swordsman said, unaware of any attempt to spy on him.

Upon hearing this, the red-haired man hurled a fireball, "Then what are we waiting for? Come with me and take down Liang Yuan!"

Following the red-haired man's words, the two sides started fighting again.

Although Dao Yi's divine sense stayed obediently by her side, she was particularly curious about the spells used by both sides. Unlike the mountain spirits and monsters she had encountered before, these were genuine cultivators. She wanted to take this opportunity to learn and observe them carefully.

Fortunately, Liang Yuan didn't know what she was doing, otherwise he would have coughed up blood.

He was fighting tooth and nail over there, but Dao Yi was still in the mood to watch the show.

Dao Yi secretly observed for a while, then, feeling she had seen enough, she quietly ventured into her sea of ​​consciousness. The previously grayish-purple color gained a layer of light as her growing consciousness returned.

Until her divine sense fully returned, Dao Yi's dantian, which had been shattered into countless small 'stars,' once again learned to reassemble itself. Dao Yi's dantian had been shattered once before when it absorbed Chang You's crystal. At that time, she had a vague feeling that she would not have to suffer this pain again in the future. She did not expect that she would not have to reconnect the separated dantian herself, because it was a mature dantian that would separate and recombine on its own.

I don't know why.
His consciousness and dantian returned completely.

Dao Yi sighed quietly, and suddenly a thunderous sound rang in his ears.

"Little Fatty, I just sighed, right?" Dao Yi picked up the little Bifang from the bag and asked it uncertainly.

Little Bifang: "."

Xiao Bifang seemed a little resentful.

Everyone's together, why am I the only one being singled out?
You stinky Taoist priest, don't you know how stinky you really are right now?!

Little Bifang was furious. It struggled to grow a wing and pointed to the sky.

Dao Yi looked in the direction it pointed, and his eyes widened in shock. A bolt of lightning as thick as a finger descended from the heavens, its target being their group. The lightning was fierce and seemed poised to strike them all down.

"Liang Yuan, are you crazy? Bringing a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator with you by your side!" The red-haired man was the first to lose his temper. "We never intended to kill you. Are you trying to fight us all to the death?"

"Why waste words with him? Why not run away instead of waiting to die?" The man on the sword leaped onto his sword and turned to run.

Seeing this, the others also scattered and fled.

As for Liang Yuan
The moment Liang Yuan sensed the lightning, he leaped several miles away from Dao Yi, watching Dao Yi and those who hadn't had time to escape.

A group of a dozen or so people were fleeing at a speed that couldn't keep up with the speed at which lightning struck.

Both the swordsman and the red-haired man were enveloped in lightning.

"Liang Yuan, how could you be so vicious!" The red-haired man was struck by lightning and howled inside. He hurriedly took out his life-saving magic weapon to withstand the increasingly powerful lightning.

The man wielding the sword had a stern face, with more than ten flying swords guarding his side, and he also took out a protective magic weapon.

So does everyone else.

Dao Yi, who was at the center of the storm, was completely out of the loop.

What a strange world. All she did was sigh.

Why is the sky above acting crazy, and why do the people fighting seem so abnormal?

And is she the one they're talking about who has reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment? What does this have to do with the arrival of lightning?
She had only ever consulted the Thunder God before and had no idea about the connection between lightning and cultivation.

Sure enough, upon arriving in a strange world, learning became the primary task.

Dao Yi had the illusion that she had just come down from Jiuxiao Temple. She couldn't help but sigh again. She heard Xiao Bifang's gloating voice in her ear, "Oh, little Taoist priest, still sighing? Look, it's coming to strike you down from above!"

Dao Yi: "."

Can Dao Yi catch lightning with her bare hands?
Does not.

Dao Yi discovered something even more terrifying: the increasingly fierce lightning was likely meant to strike her, but it was blocked by that group of people by some twist of fate.

Lightning has already spotted her and is striking her.

However, her tortoise shell was damaged by this group, leaving her without any protective magic weapon.

What should she do?
correct!

Dao Yi remembered what Xiao Bifang had just said; this guy knew that the lightning was meant to strike her.

She grabbed Xiao Bifang's foot, turned him upside down, and shook him a couple of times. "Little fatty, you're getting bolder and bolder. Tell me quickly what this lightning is all about, or I'll put you on my head and let you experience it first!"

Little Bifang: "." So it's the easiest to catch, huh!

While being questioned, Dao Yi fled in all directions within the encirclement of lightning to buy time, lest he die without knowing why.

Wherever she passed, the lightning became even more intense.

The crowd, forced to bear the lightning: "." (End of Chapter)