Mu Xingqiu locked himself in the room and knocked him on the door twice, indicating that he was fine, but Chen Hao and others who were guarding outside did not disperse and were still whispering, scrambling to discuss Mu Xingqiu's strange behavior.

Mu Xingqiu did not dare to speak, and he didn't even have time to take out the magic weapon to stop the whole room from sounding. He immediately sat on the bed and tried to enter the state of indulgence so as to stabilize the inner elixir of the lower dantian again.

Strictly speaking, his inner elixir did not leave the lower dantian, but it was becoming unstable. Without the permission of his master, he generated waves of magic power on his own, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, impacting various levels of the meridians. Mu Xingqiu's vomiting came from this. He knew that as long as he relaxed a little, the inner elixir would snatch his mouth and turn into a physical body in the air, and would no longer belong to him.

This is the inner alchemy he has worked hard for more than ten years, and he will never want to give up just like that.

Mu Xingqiu could not think about it, but he could barely suppress the restlessness of the inner elixir of the lower dantian. It was the second inner elixir in the Niwan Palace that helped. Although it was still very weak, it could generate magic power and protect the meridians throughout the body.

Mu Xingqiu finally took time to think about what was going on.

Fifteen Taoist priests of the Gods used the art of controlling the heart to check Hong Futian's memory. Among the lowly Taoist priests on the ground, Mu Xingqiu could feel the existence of this magic and wanted to touch it curiously. It was this action that almost caused him a disaster.

The magic of the Shintoshi is like a leopard that is always on a vigilant state. If he is stimulated a little, he will fight back. Mu Xingqiu's magic of the mind is like a newborn animal. He does not recognize the danger and actually approaches the leopard. He wants to see the patterns on it clearly, but he is counterattacked.

If you are an ordinary low-level Taoist priest, you will fall into a coma at that time and will even become an idiot after waking up, because it is not an ordinary mind control technique. It is a powerful technique that can tear apart a lot of magic power.

Mu Xingqiu's seventh-level illusion resisted for a while, but for a short while, the Shintoshi probably recognized the source of the illusion and took the initiative to retract the spell.

Mu Xingqiu escaped, but the inner elixir of the lower dantian was shaken due to overload operation.

The power of the Taoist priests of the Gods is so powerful that they neither use all their strength nor use real offensive spells. They just have a natural reaction, and they almost hit and smash the lower dantian and inner elixir of a seventh-level Taoist priest inhaling.

Mu Xingqiu was very afraid and remembered what the young demon said again. Only after becoming stronger can he see the truth clearly. The truth flashed before his eyes, but it was enough to make him feel excited.

However, there is something strange that the heart control technique acts on the mind, so the magic power reaches Mu Xingqiu's forehead, but his upper Dantian Niwan Palace was not affected at all. The Jiang Palace in the middle Dantian was slightly shaken, but the lower Dantian was most damaged.

After the inner elixir of the Dantian became more stable, Mu Xingqiu was finally able to enter a half-perception state. After observing himself and finding that the lower inner elixir was not seriously injured, he then checked the white inner elixir in the Niwan Palace. It should not be exposed. Mu Xingqiu remembered that he was using the lower inner elixir when casting spells. That was a habit and an instinct, which happened naturally at the most critical moment.

But afterwards, it was this upper inner elixir that saved the Niwan Palace. Although it was weak, under the attack of external forces, it was more stable than the lower inner elixir that Mu Xingqiu worked hard to refine.

What does the color of the inner alchemy represent? As Mu Xingqiu knows, all Taoist priests’ inner alchemy are light yellow. Isn’t white not a variegated color? It’s not the color of the inner alchemy of the scattered cultivator? He has too many secrets he doesn’t know, but he must make a choice as soon as possible.

The young demon sent a new inner alchemy, which Mu Xingqiu accepted, and occasionally used, but he had never made up his mind to practice this inner alchemy specifically. In his mind, the one that really belonged to him was still the one in the lower dantian. Today's experience told him that the lower inner alchemy was too weak, and even dragged the illusion of Minxin.

The practice of Taoism ultimately requires internal alchemy as the foundation, and the illusion of mind is no exception. The seventh level of illusion is nominally in line with the Taoist priest who can be summoned, but there is no corresponding inner alchemy. The illusion is ultimately a big tree with strong external strength and hard work in the middle. It has a scary air, but it cannot withstand the real storm.

The descendant of Nianxin in Xingshan’s Demon-Bao Cave has not mentioned this. In her introduction, the inner alchemy is not important, just a little foundation is enough.

Mu Xingqiu had to choose one of the two inner alchemys, because the love disaster had not been overcome, and there was almost no possibility of moving forward again. The white upper inner alchemy seemed to be unaffected by the love disaster. Since he moved into the new home, it has been steadily improving. After only over a month of three-minded practice, it has reached the level of three levels of inhalation, which is an unimaginable speed.

Mu Xingqiu jumped out of bed, walked to the door, pushed the door open and said to Shen Hao outside, "Do you a favor and be the one who guards the pass for a few days."

When a Taoist priest was in seclusion and practiced, he always needed a pass guard to prevent accidents. Mu Xingqiu's pass guards in Luanjing Mountain were Sun Yulu and Zhang Suqin. In Huangjing, he had to ask for help from his good friends.

There were more than a dozen Taoist priests standing outside the door, but there was no Yang Qingyin among them.

Shen Hao was very shocked, "Of course, I can be a guardian for several days, but... are you going to survive the disaster?" He really couldn't think of the reason. In his opinion, the disaster was the only reasonable explanation.

"Absolutely." Mu Xingqiu could not reveal the truth. The storing of inner alchemy in Niwan Palace alone was enough to cause huge controversy, not to mention that the origin of this inner alchemy was unknown, "Seven to ten days will not last longer."

"What will happen if you kill demons?" Shen Hao asked. Now is the most critical moment. Mu Xingqiu is a Dharma general. His sudden retreat in practice will affect everyone's enthusiasm.

"Please preside over the leadership with Yang Qingyuan for a while. In short, don't let anyone withdraw from the Taoist throne and wait for me to end my seclusion."

This is also a choice. Between the Demon-Slaying Association and the practice of practicing, Mu Xingqiu must first improve the latter. Without a powerful inner alchemy, he cannot lead the Demon-Slaying Association to go too far.

Yang Qingyuan was also at the door and nodded to Mu Xingqiu, expressing his willingness to take on this responsibility. Shen Hao was full of doubts, but he knew that this was not the time to ask the bottom line, "Okay, you can go into seclusion with peace of mind."

The bald man jumped out from behind Shen Hao, "Brother Xiaoqiu, don't worry, Shen Hao and I will guard together. When you are in seclusion, I will never close my eyes."

Mu Xingqiu smiled at the bald man, closed the door, took out five magic weapons, imposed restrictions on the room, and created a retreat place that was not affected by the outside world. He sat on the bed. He spent an hour to completely stabilize the lower inner elixir, and then began to concentrate on practicing the white inner elixir in the Niwan Palace.

The Taoist priest's practice is a process of slow work and meticulous work. It is like a micro-carving craftsman with superb skills. He uses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a knife needle to carve the inner elixir bit by bit. If the speed is too fast, it will cause the inner elixir to be imbalanced. This is the fundamental disadvantage of the inner elixir of the casual cultivator. If the speed is too slow, the inner elixir will retreat. In the end, there will be no results.

The Taoist root can produce pure inner alchemy. I want to ensure that Taoists will not make mistakes during their practice. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the best tool.

Mu Xingqiu has all these three kinds of things, especially the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Because of the demonic disaster in Luanjing Mountain, it was stored in large quantities in his body. It was simply a luxury, but it has never been used.

Mu Xingqiu entered the longest thought since he became a Taoist priest. Even when he was in seclusion in Luanjing Mountain, he had to wake up at least two or three times a day, and never opened his eyes like this time, for seven days and seven nights.

The white inner elixir was rotating rapidly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to flow from the meridians of the whole body to the Niwan Palace. It created an increasingly powerful pressure environment, making the inner elixir stronger little by little.

Mu Xingqiu was fully focused on the white inner elixir, without eating or drinking, without moving, without fatigue or tire, and even breathing became vague.

The practitioners in the house do not know the passage of time. But the guardians outside feel that life is like years.

As expected, Bald man did not close his eyes, nor did he leave a step. Chen Hao also kept his promise. He only occasionally rotated with Xiao Qingtao.

"It's the eighth day." Xiao Qingtao was very worried, "Brother Xiao Qiu still has no movement?"

Chen Hao shook his head seriously, and he felt a little uneasy, "I will wake him up for ten days at most."

"Brother Xiaoqiu's retreat this time is too strange."

Chen Hao nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to speak, a Taoist priest came across from him. The time for Mu Xingqiu to go into seclusion was too unexpected. Many people came to inquire about the situation every day. But today this person is very special. He is not an ordinary low-level Taoist priest, but Zuo Liuying, the head of the Ban Secret Department.

Except for the time when the Shintoshi appeared at the same time, Zuo Liuying never walked out of her room, let alone leaving Pangshan Gymnasium.

Chen Hao, Xiao Qingtao and Bald were all surprised and hurriedly saluted the first seat.

Zuo Liuying walked straight to the door as if she hadn't seen the three of them, stood for a while, and suddenly said, "Shenyou Cun Xiang."

"What?" The bald man was the most courageous in front of the head seat and dared to ask for the doubts in his heart.

Zuo Liuying didn't say anything, and Chen Hao also knew what "Shenyou Cunning Thought" was, so he whispered: "This is a kind of deep Cunning Thought. Only those who have accumulated a lot of potential after a long period of hard practice and have accumulated a lot of potential can encounter it once. Most Taoist priests will never encounter it once in their lifetime."

"What are the benefits?" The bald man's eyes lit up. He had read many Taoist books, but he was not impressed by them.

"It can greatly improve the inner alchemy in a very short time." Chen Hao quickly glanced at Zuo Liuying who was silent, thinking that the Shintoshi must have experienced more than once.

"Brother Xiaoqiu can finally reach the realm of Guxia?" Xiao Qingtao was also happy.

Chen Hao had hope, but he did not dare to make a guarantee.

After Zuo Liuying said that sentence, she didn't speak for a long time, but just stood in front of the door and remained motionless, like a stubborn visitor who was rejected but refused to leave.

Chen Hao and Xiao Qingtao walked away slowly, and both felt that the first seat was even more strange than Mu Xingqiu.

Only Bald man refused to leave the door. After a while, he glanced at Zuo Liuying. After five hours, Chen Hao and Xiao Qingtao took turns to rest for a while. Day passed and night fell. Bald man finally couldn't help it. He leaned into Zuo Liuying's ear and asked in a low voice: "Are you asleep?"

Zuo Liuying shook her head gently.

"When will Brother Xiaoqiu come out?"

"It's time to let him come out, Shenyou Guanxiu can't last for too long."

"Well, how can I get him out?"

"Tell him that Yang Qingyin went to Pangshan Laozu Peak alone to investigate the enemy situation. If it weren't for his help, there would be more disasters in this trip."

With a bang, something seemed to explode in the room.

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