"Ah?"
Wen Caiqiu exclaimed in shock. His mouth was wide open, covering half of his face.
They stared at their junior brother in disbelief.
After the two of them confirmed that the illusory gas around them was True Spirit Qi, the two of them seemed to have been struck by lightning!
One had to know.
The difficulty of cultivation…was as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
Drawing spiritual energy into one's body was something that defied the heavens.
For a person who was cultivating for the first time, every trace of spiritual energy that entered the body would be like a steel needle, attacking the meridians!
Therefore, while the two of them were cultivating.
He would be very vigilant and absorb spiritual energy, but his junior brother had already mobilized the spiritual energy in the surrounding dozens of meters!
If it entered the body!
Even if he didn't explode and die, he would still go berserk…and live under the destruction of spiritual energy for the rest of his life!
At the thought of this, the two of them trembled and hurriedly reminded,"Master, quickly stop Junior Brother! We can't let spiritual energy enter our bodies!"
With that, the two of them prepared to charge forward again.
"Don't be anxious!"
Ninth Uncle stopped him in a hollow voice. His entire person was tense, and his eyes were filled with anticipation and fear!
Wen Caiqiu's reminder was right.
However, that was only for ordinary people…because the spiritual energy they mobilized was not pure.
It had to be purified again through the meridians.
It was precisely because of this that they suffered the pain of being pierced by ten thousand needles!
Little Chen was completely different.
The spiritual energy that he was using was extremely pure…It was as if it had been bestowed upon him by the gods. It was several times purer than the spiritual energy of Daoist Priest One-eyebrowed!
Little Chen's talent!
It made his teacher, who was once known as a genius, feel ashamed!
Ninth Uncle's eyes were burning with excitement.
Wen Caiqiu Sheng, who was originally worried about Ye Chen, also felt that something was wrong!
Back then, they were cultivating.
He felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and sweat poured down like rain!
It made the two sturdy young men want to hide in their mother's arms and shout at the top of their lungs!
But Little Chen?
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her cheeks were flushed red. She looked like she was soaking in a hot spring!
If not for Ninth Uncle's eyes that were as wide as copper bells, shooting out lightning-like surprise!
They would definitely think that their master was using magic power to purify their junior brother's root bone.
No wonder his master's eyebrows were so happy that they curved. He had met such a disciple who was rewarded by the heavens!
If it was someone with an unstable Dao heart, he would probably have died on the spot!
The moon was bright and the stars were few, but the frogs still croaked.
After Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of turbid air, the Spiritual Qi that was rolling in the surrounding dozens of meters calmed down.
Wen Caiqiu Sheng quickly squatted beside Ye Chen, wiping the sweat off his face while massaging his muscles.
"Junior Brother, are you feeling unwell anywhere?”
"Do you feel any chest tightness, short of breath, or see stars?”
Ye Chen shook his head," I only feel full of energy. My body is full of energy."”
"There's also a mysterious gas that's permeating my internal organs.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Time seemed to stop.
The three of them fixed their eyes on Ye Chen, their expressions extremely complicated…there was fear, excitement, and disbelief!
What Little Chen said!
It was him, Wen Cai, who spent three months, Qiu Sheng, who spent two months, and Ninth Uncle, who spent three days.
He had reached the small success realm of the Maoshan Qi Drawing Technique!
"Little Junior Brother, you're really a genius!”
"Just now, in the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, you've already cultivated this technique to the initial stage. You're much stronger than the two of us!”
"Right, right, right…He even beat up the so-called genius of a certain mountain, a certain sect, and a certain Taoist priest!”
Ninth Uncle was speechless.
Wen Caiqiu was bragging about his horse, no…he should be explaining things!
Although he was extremely envious.
However, they were simple and honest by nature, so they did not have a trace of jealousy. They would not be like their sleeping companions, who would say one thing and do another behind their backs.
He had no choice.
After cultivating for several years, Ninth Uncle had been using his former glory to beat them!
He couldn't compare, so he didn't dare to say it.
They only dared to say in their hearts,'Everyone has their moment of glory, don't treat it as forever!'
Fortunately…
Xiao Chen is here, the mortuary is peaceful!
When Little Chen came, there would be a clear sky!
Wen Caiqiu praised himself,"
The first prodigy in a thousand years in the cultivation world, the strongest disciple in the history of Mao Mountain, and the grandmasters of various sects.
Envy and weep for the masters of the various meridians!
It might even cause a bloodbath among the higher-ups of Mao Mountain…
The more he bragged, the more he lost his edge.
Ye Chen was also a little excited when he heard this. After all, as a transmigrator, he did not know much about cultivation!
Fortunately, when Wen Caiqiu saw Ninth Uncle's dark face, he stopped flattering him.
"The greatest taboo in the path of cultivation is arrogance!”
"Little Chen…your talent is indeed a bit stronger than mine, but you can't be proud of it.”
"Instead, you have to work even harder. Don't become a cripple!”
Ninth Uncle's tone was calm and steady, and his two curved eyebrows completely betrayed his inner world.
He thought to himself.
In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, he had cultivated Mao Mountain's Qi Drawing Technique to Small Success!
What kind of talent was this?
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