The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Yunying had known for a long time that the water mirror technique had been cast on the Muxianglan plant, which could communicate with Gaoyi, which is far away in Huishuo Mountain, but seeing the old pharmacist Zhu yelling at a tree, this scene was a bit funny.

Gao Yi obviously didn't think it was funny, but after a cup of tea, he came to Yaoshengtang lightly, looking at the little impurity that Yunying forced out just now, with deep eyes.

Yunying was very puzzled by his attitude.

Isn't that what a blood refiner should do?

Gao Yi looked at Yun Ying carefully, and asked: "When you get rid of these impurities, don't you feel uncomfortable, does the spiritual source in the dantian tend to collapse?"

"Yes." Yunying nodded, "But while stabilizing them with the power of Xuanrong, while absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, they gradually stabilized."

Gao Yi thought for a moment, and asked her to continue to remove impurities, and let himself examine it carefully.

Yunying followed suit, closing her eyes and using spiritual energy to repeatedly filter the impurities in the blood, taking them out of the body with great difficulty.

If there are too many impurities caught at one time, there will be a feeling of pulling weeds, as if the roots of these impurities have spread all the way to the dantian, too much force will only pull out the spiritual source together, so she is always extremely careful , bit by bit to cut off the indistinct relationship between the impurities and the dantian, and after picking out its roots, the impurities are simply and neatly removed.

Gao Yi attached the power of Xuanrong to his eyes, clearly saw every detail of the spiritual energy flow on Yunying's body, and took the whole process into his eyes.

When Yunying opened his eyes, he also slowly withdrew the power of Xuanrong, with a sneer on his lips.

"So it's like this...it's like this..."

Yunying is puzzled, what is this like.

Gao Yi looked into Yunying's clear eyes and said with a smile: "I only know now that Xuanming Palace is a scam."

Yunying's heart skipped a beat, and she sensed something in a daze.

Gao Yi told him word by word: "In the cultivation method of Xuanming Palace, there is no such thing as blood refinement state."

Yun Ying's heart was as expected, but she still couldn't stop her heart from shaking.

Gao Yi continued: "Because the body of Xuanrong was born by borrowing other people's blood as the foundation, absorbing, replicating, and merging continuously, only in this way can it be strong. Even if you are like you, you can expel the blood immediately after absorbing it. There are still other people's blood and breath in my body, and even the spiritual source is completely supported by other people's breath. I didn't know what that breath was, but after that day, I probably understood , Let the spiritual source become the one that can be driven freely by the complete spiritual source, it is the air of chaos..."

Due to these reasons, Xuanrong's Dharma body is destined to be filled with a lot of aura that does not belong to him, and this aura is an impurity from the perspective of cultivation.

It does not belong to oneself, so it cannot be fully absorbed and integrated, and it is not considered a part of oneself.

The more Xuanrong dharma body is cultivated, the more it looks like a pouch filled with countless impurities. As long as it continues to be filled, the pouch will burst open one day.

In the Xuanming Palace, the day when it is broken is the day when the body dies and the dao disappears.

But this kind of thing can't be avoided, so everything is already doomed, the cultivation of Xuanrong's body is like this, there is no other way to go.

Gao Yi has always thought so, who would have thought that Yunying would actually walk out of a different path.

She actually pulled out those miscellaneous auras!