Chapter 8 The Eight Desolate Spirit Gathering Cauldron (This chapter is free)

Wu Aotian was completely shocked, and then he was overjoyed. He quickly held his breath and calmed down. His mind controlled the spiritual energy to wander along his meridians. Where the spiritual energy passed, Wu Aotian had a warm feeling, making people feel warm all over, as if they were sunbathing in winter.

However, the faint spiritual energy stopped quickly, and the stopping position was exactly one of Wu Aotian’s two atrophic meridians.

Wu Aotian felt a little nervous in his heart. He did not stop, but focused more on controlling the spiritual energy to continuously immerse in the shrinking meridians. As the spiritual energy was immersed in a slight sense, Wu Aotian was surprised to feel that the listless meridians suddenly had a slight change.

It seemed as if the dead tree had encountered spring rain and sprouted tender buds again. The shrinking meridians were no longer as dead as before, but became more vital. Although they had not been transformed immediately, Wu Aotian was sure that as long as the time was a little longer and the number of times was a little more, his shrinking meridians would definitely return to normal.

"This method is indeed useful!"

Wu Aotian screamed in surprise in his heart. He was about to continue practicing hard, but suddenly he remembered that he was taking a shower now, and Ai Bier was right in front of him. It was probably dangerous to practice like this. After all, practicing requires full concentration. Any abnormal movement around him may affect the practitioner and cause harm.

According to the methods taught in the Eight Destiny Burial God Jue, Wu Aotian controlled his mind and retreated from the Eight Destiny Spirit Gathering Cauldron.

As soon as his mind retreated from the Eight Desolate Spirit Gathering Cauldron, Wu Aotian's eyes were dark. When he opened his eyes again, the extremely huge Eight Desolate Spirit Gathering Cauldron in front of him was gone. The one who appeared in front of him was a red face.

Wu Aotian's consciousness had retreated from the Eight Desolate Spirit Gathering Cauldron and returned to reality again. In front of Wu Aotian, Ai Bier was staring at Wu Aotian with a little confusion, and there was still some worry between her eyebrows because she found that Wu Aotian's expression suddenly became extremely dull. Although it was only a moment, she was careful and still noticed something strange.

Looking at Ai Bier's expression, Wu Aotian knew that Ai Bier's strangeness was caused by her "distractedness". However, looking at her expression, she obviously didn't stay stunned for long. It seemed that the time in her consciousness was not very the same as the time outside.

"I'm fine. I was just thinking about something just now... Well, keep going, Well, use some force...comfortable..."

Ai Bi'er was instantly distracted by Wu Aotian's casual words, and her face turned redder and was a little confused. She looked extremely cute. Wu Aotian discovered the secret in his body at this time, and knew that the atrophy of meridians could be solved. He could embark on a path of cultivation that he had not experienced before. He was in a good mood and couldn't help but reach out and gently twisted Ai Bi'er's face.

Ai Bier exclaimed in surprise, but she did not escape. Her little face became more and more red, and she desperately shrank her face toward the bottom of her chest, like a shy ostrich.

Wu Aotian laughed loudly and felt very comfortable.

Hearing Wu Aotian's laughter, Ai Bier secretly glanced at Wu Aotian's face, then hurriedly lowered his head, carefully wiped Wu Aotian's body, and pursed his mouth tightly. Just looking at Wu Aotian's happy laugh, there was also a bit of unconcealable joy in Ai Bier's eyes.

After taking a shower, he changed into clean clothes. Wu Aotian, who was refreshed, walked out of his door, followed the road in his memory, passed through the garden, and came to a big house behind him. He knocked on the door gently, and a slightly puzzled question came from inside: "Who?"

"Brother, it's me."

Wu Aotian gently pushed open the door and walked straight in. Anyway, the eldest brother didn't marry and lived alone.

"Third brother!" Wu Lingfeng leaned on the bed and saw Wu Aotian walking in. His eyes suddenly stared at the boss, and his face showed a look of surprise. He also instantly supported his hands on the bed and jumped to the ground, and held his feet on the ground and shouted loudly: "You have finally woken up. It's so great. Third brother, are your hands okay?"

Wu Aotian nodded with a smile, gently shook his right arm, indicating that there was no problem, but his eyes fell on Wu Lingfeng's hanging leg with a thick bandage: "I heard that brother, you broke your leg by them in order to avenge me..."

Wu Lingfeng spitted on the ground, and there was no sadness on his face as if he had been broken at all. Instead, he looked excited: "Those gangs of miscellaneous people are just more people. If I hadn't brought fewer people, how could one leg be broken? When my leg is ready, I will go back to the venue. But third brother, I heard that you broke five ribs with one punch, and vomited blood on the spot. Now they are still in the bed and can't move. You can't practice, why are you so powerful?"

Wu Aotian looked at Wu Lingfeng's appearance and had a smile in his eyes. Wu Lingfeng was indeed extremely thick and generous. He was not afraid of his legs when he was broken. His tone was quite rude, without any aristocratic appearance. However, looking at Wu Lingfeng like this, Wu Aotian felt very pleasing. After all, this could be considered a true nature, without any hypocrisy.
Chapter completed!