Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

Fang Ye seemed to see Zhang Yi's thoughts and sneered.

However, in the face of Zhang Yi's qualifications, it seems that he will be a bit outstanding after a while, but the man in front of him does not want to make progress, probably mainly because of his father Leslie Cheung.

"Qin Mu, come up."

As Fang Ye spoke, there seemed to be a hint of desolation in his words.

Qin Mu felt that something was wrong, as if he wanted to explain the funeral.

"This is…"

Fang Ye sat up slowly, only to see strands of white smoke begin to appear around Fang Ye, and then enveloped the two of them.

"Don't worry, it's good for you." Fang Ye half-opened his eyes and looked at the nervous Qin Mu, "I believe you will thank me in the future."

Qin Mu's face turned red. To be honest, he still didn't quite believe the white fairy who suddenly appeared in front of him, but he had to be more reliable with that snake spirit.

"It's troublesome."

Qin Mu nodded, and slowly closed his eyes. Within a quarter of an hour, he felt the breath around him change.

Only then did he open his eyes, only to see the figures of Zhang Yi and Leslie Cheung outside. They were all white, as if they were in the clouds.

"This is the realm of our Baixian's cultivation, and it is also my consciousness."

As Fang Ye spoke, he seemed to have aged a lot.

Could it be that it takes a lot of spiritual power and spirit to activate the mental zone?

Thinking about it, Qin Mu got up and walked around, only to see a steady stream of spiritual energy pouring into Qin Mu's heart where he couldn't see his fingers.

"This... what is this?!"

Qin Mu took a few steps back again and again, but Qin Mu was placed in it as if forming a whirlpool.

"Hmph, you kid really haven't seen the world."

Fang Ye stroked his beard, and looked at Qin Mu in fear, wanting to shake off the spiritual power in front of him.

"Xian... Xianjia... Are you trying to harm me?"

Qin Mu clutched his heart, a little weak.

Powerful spiritual power poured into my heart, and I couldn't bear it for a while.

Qin Mu felt that he was about to explode, and his eyes were cloudy.

"This is spiritual power. All the spiritual energy emanating from the nearest dragon vein has been integrated into my spiritual power." Fang Ye coughed and said to Qin Mu with a smile.

Qin Mu looked back, Fang Ye seemed to be getting older.

"Could it be that you are consuming your..."

Qin Mu didn't dare to imagine that Fang Ye was getting older the more he went, and it seemed that even his body was a little transparent.

"That's right, we Baixians practice and save the world by relying on years of cultivation."

Qin Mu clutched his chest violently, watching that Fang Ye didn't want to accept the spiritual power.

The spiritual power seemed to lock Qin Mu to death, and after a while, it slowly disappeared.

There was still a white mist in front of him, Fang Ye beckoned Qin Mu to come forward

"Tell me, what happened to me..."

Fang Ye sighed, shook his head and said, "Your wisdom is good, but your body is not good."

"Physically not good?" The corners of Qin Mu's mouth twitched a bit, and he looked down at his muscles, what was wrong.

Fang Ye was a little helpless, "I mean your roots."

"What is the root bone?"

"How can you practice if you haven't opened the second meridian of Ren Du and the acupuncture points all over your body?"

As Fang Ye said, he sat down slowly on the ground, a gust of wind swept around him, and his swaying body suddenly became solid.

Qin Mu was a little surprised, but she was more worried about where Zhang Yi and Leslie Cheung went.

Fang Ye saw Qin Mu's thoughts early in the morning.

"Don't worry, your friend is in the cave."

After finishing speaking, Fang Ye waved his hand and a cloud mirror appeared. In the mirror, Zhang Yi, Leslie Cheung, and Xiaoyue were leaning against the stone and sleeping.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you."

Qin Mu lowered his head and said, since he dispelled his worries, the man in front of him might really be here to help him.

Facing Meng Chan, who seemed like an enemy but not a friend, Fang Ye in front of him was more worthy of his trust.

"Now draw up the breath, slowly sink into the dantian, and feel the feeling of internal force swimming in the body."

Fang Ye looked at Qin Mu kindly, with a hint of appreciation.

Qin Mu followed suit with his eyes closed, and sure enough, he felt a stream of Qi flowing slowly in his body, breaking through joints or acupuncture points.

That powerful feeling is breaking through every clogged acupuncture point in my body, and everywhere I go is soft and comfortable.

"Well, I didn't hurt you, did I, young man?"

Seeing Qin Mu's reaction, Fang Ye felt a little proud.

"It's my villain's heart."

Qin Mu scratched his hair embarrassingly, his body felt refreshed, not as weak as before when he stayed up late.

"Let's go."

Fang Ye got up, walked towards the distance, and gradually disappeared into the white light.

Qin Mu's heart tightened, as if something was piercing him, he immediately followed.

"Don't leave me, Xian family!"

After shouting, he saw that the stones under his feet were very close to his ankles.

"Ow—"

Qin Mu fell to the ground, and the touch of the ground brought him back to reality successfully.

"Hmph, you still know how to follow me."

Fang Ye stood on the stone, and with a flash, a crystal clear bead appeared in front of Qin Mu.

"This... what is this?"

Qin Mu grabbed the bead, but the white bead melted into Qin Mu's body directly.

"Fuck."

Qin Mu shook his hand, a little unbelievable.

This thing can't be poisonous, can it?

"This is my inner alchemy. I have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. Although I am about to suffer a catastrophe, now...this is my life."

Qin Mu's face turned pale, "Xianjia, what do you mean by that, I still want to know the origin of the evil dragon!"

"I'm leaving, you guard here and Longlingtan well."

Fang Ye's body became more and more transparent until it turned into a ray of white light and disappeared.

"Fairy family!"

Qin Mu blurted out, but could only hear a faint echo in the cave.

Qin Mu touched his face, it was full of tears.

Although they had known each other not long ago, Qin Mu could feel Fang Ye's devotion to him.

"Inner alchemy...cultivation...spiritual power..." Qin Mu suddenly knelt on the ground, "Why didn't I expect...I didn't expect you to give me all your cultivation bases in your life."

Zhang Yi stood up suddenly and rubbed his eyes.

"You are this?"

"Qin Mu, where's Bai Xian'er?"

Zhang Yi got up and walked in front of Qin Mu, seeing that Qin Mu couldn't afford to kneel.

"Go, all go."

Qin Mu took a deep breath, touched his tears, got up and sat on the ground a little bit decadent.

"Gone?" Zhang Yi still didn't understand, "Where did you go? Why didn't you tell us..."

"But... why did I fall asleep, I just remember a white mist at that time, and then you disappeared..."

Zhang Yi scratched his hair and woke up his father Leslie Cheung.

Xiaoyue next to her was soundly asleep, if she didn't have the urge to wake up, Zhang Yi would have woken her up too.

However, the tigress Zhang Yi didn't dare to provoke her.

"Bai Xian'er gave me my cultivation, and asked me to protect the evil dragon and this place."

Zhang Yi was still drinking water, but when he heard Qin Mu say that Qin Mu had given all his cultivation, he spit out a mouthful of water.

"Give it all to you?"

Qin Mu nodded, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Yi's pale face, and he didn't know what to say.

"Damn it, hundreds of years of cultivation..."