"What a copy!" Xiao Hua checked it, thinking about the danger just now, and still felt a chilling fear. If it weren't for Xin Xin's golden hairpin, the Xuanshui Ancient Beast would have been hit again, and his body would have been injured again. His body might have strong repair ability, but he could not resist the excessive damage. After being attacked by the Xuanshui Ancient Beast and the Battle Couple several times, he would really die here!

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua couldn't help but curse again: "This Xuanshui Ancient Beast is too insidious, right? He actually attacks the east and west? No, it is surrounded by Wei to save Zhao, not right, it is a tactic of hard to get!!! I have to think about this trick for a long time after this guy can actually do it in an instant! It's really... a spirit! However, although Xin Xin's golden hairpin is powerful, it is obvious that Xin Xin can't fully activate it. The Xuanshui Ancient Beast still has the power to fight in the end, but why did it flee in a panic?"

"Little monk..." When Xiao Hua thought, Xin Xin spoke, "Thank you just now! If it weren't for you, I... would be very lucky!"

"Oh, stop talking, donor Xin!" Xiao Hua waved his hand, "That was the trick of the Xuanshui Ancient Beast to Get. Its main target is the little monk. Speaking of this, the little monk would like to thank you for your help. If you hadn't taken action, the little monk would have to go to see my Buddha!"

Xin Xin looked at Xiao Hua with some complex eyes and asked tentatively: "Little monk, Mo Qian, if you see your Buddha, I wouldn't have to meet my saint? You and I have crossed a boat together, how can we not support each other? By the way, how can the Chaoyuan elixir be effective? Why did I look at your face without expectation?"

Xiao Hua naturally heard Xin Xin’s implication, but he didn’t plan to say it clearly, and said with a smile: “The donor’s Chaoyuan Dan is really effective. The little monk’s extremely injured internal organs have now repaired the foundation. There is no big problem for the time being. After we find a way out, the little monk will return to the temple to rest and recuperate!”

"Well, this Chaoyuan Dan is... My Confucianism cultivates the essence of the essence. Any five qi is insufficient. If the five qi is damaged, the root of the true qi can be damaged. This Chaoyuan Dan can be used to heal the wounds. Even if there is no other strangeness, it must have been repaired long ago!" Xin Xin nodded slightly, as if he had said in a pun.

Xiao Huazhiruo didn't hear what Xin Xin said, and smiled and said, "Maybe. My Buddhist Sect..."

As soon as he said this, Xiao Hua was suddenly shocked, his smile condensed on his face, and looked at Xin Xin in confusion, and asked hurriedly: "Xin Xianyou, what are the shortcomings of the five qi? What is the root of the true qi? What is the relationship between the damage to the five internal organs?"

Xin Xin smiled at the corner of her mouth, and a hint of cunning appeared in her eyes. She was not exploring Xiao Hua's Confucianism's foundation. After all, monks who practice both Buddhism and Confucianism, and Taoism and Confucianism are not uncommon in the Tibetan Immortal Continent and the Pure Land. What she wanted to know was Xiao Hua's background of demonic energy, but even so, Xiao Hua's words still revealed his level of Confucianism.

"Isn't the little monk a disciple of the Buddhist sect? Why are he so interested in the secrets of my Confucianism?" Xin Xin asked without answering.

"Grandma's secret story?" As soon as she heard the secret story, Xiao Hua, who loved to take advantage, felt like a cat scratching her heart.

"Cough cough..." Xiao Hua hugged his abdomen with his hands pitifully and coughed twice, "The little monk was just curious. He had heard before that Confucian cultivator could only cultivate a ball of righteous energy in his chest, which could shock the earth and the ghosts and gods, but he didn't expect that what did this true energy have to do with the internal organs?"

"Has the little monk burned too much?" Xin Xin suddenly asked a question that seemed to be incompatible.

But Xiao Hua replied naturally: "Of course. The little monk has been farming since he was a child, chopping firewood, and weeding and arable land. He knows everything..."

"Ah?" Xin Xin was very slacked. At the same time, Xiao Hua himself was also very slacked. The two of them had their mouths together. The mouth shape was very consistent.

"The little monk is so pitiful!" Xin Xin reacted, thinking that Xiao Hua was joking, and said with great sympathy, "What kind of fire does the little monk use to burn the house?"

Xiao Hua came back to his senses and said thoughtfully: "Of course there are dead branches and dry firewood. If it is winter, there may be some dead grass, or even dried wheat straw."

"Wheat straw?" Xin Xin naturally didn't know what wheat straw was, but she didn't want to ask, nodded, "Since the fire was ignited by these dead branches and dry firewood, without these, wouldn't it be impossible to generate a fire?"

"Ordinary people can't!" Xiao Hua frowned slightly, as if he understood a little.

"Yes. Under the great way, we are all ordinary people!" Xin Xin pointed out the truth, "Although the great energy of my Confucianism is true qi, it is not the same as the true qi of the Dao Sect. The difference is not only that the great energy of the Confucianism cultivates, but also that the true qi of my Confucianism is not the fire of the rootless wood without source!!"

"You...you mean..." Xiao Hua suddenly felt a little incredible, and his tone was a little stuttering, "You Confucian scholar's true qi is not purely tempering the great qi, but... tempering... tempering the five internal organs, and producing... true qi with the five internal organs, and then... tempering it in the middle dantian??"

"The mind hides the spirit, the acquired spirit is the consciousness, the innate is ritual, and when it is empty of sorrow, the spirit is calm, the fire energy of the Red Emperor in the south is towards the Yuan. The liver stores the soul, the acquired spirit is wandering soul, the innate is benevolence, and when it is empty of joy, the soul is calm, the wood energy of the green wood in the east is towards the Yuan. The spleen stores the mind, the acquired spirit is false, and when it is empty of desire, the mind is calm, the earth energy of the Yellow Emperor in the center is towards the Yuan. The lungs store soul, the acquired spirit is ghost spirit, and when it is empty of anger, the soul is calm, the gold energy of the White Emperor in the west is towards the Yuan. The kidneys store essence, the acquired spirit is turbid essence, and when it is empty of joy, the essence is calm, and the water energy of the Mo Emperor in the north is towards the Yuan." Xin Xin's face suddenly showed solemnity, and he recited word by word, "This is what my Confucianism calls the five qi to the Yuan! Cultivating these five qi to the Yuan is the fundamental way of my Confucianism!"

"But...but..." Xiao Hua bit his lip, not caring about why Xin Xin revealed the secret of Confucianism to herself at this time, and hurriedly asked, "Why... there are not so many records in many Confucianism books? Only... only talk about tempering true qi?"

Xin Xin did not answer, but instead smiled and said, "Little monk, you seem to know a lot about my Confucianism practice!"

"Not bad!" Xiao Hua nodded, "The little monk has learned a lot, and has practiced Confucianism, even..."

"Puff..." As he said that, Xiao Hua opened his mouth and a mouthful of Taiyi green light flew out, as if the flying sword had been spinning in the air for a while and then fell into Xiao Hua's mouth.

"Sure enough!" Xin Xin nodded slightly, "You have actually reached the realm of Jinyuan Sword Transformation, which is really good. But..."

"But what?" Xiao Hua asked.

Xin Xin smiled slightly: "But the little monk, like most people in the Zangxian Continent, practiced wrongly! Oh, it cannot be said that he was practicing wrongly, it should be practicing wrongly!"

"How do you say this?" Xiao Hua asked again.

Xin Xin did not hide it and explained: "The little monk seems to have the cultivation of the Taoist sect. I believe that I also regard my Confucian true qi as the cultivation of the Taoist sect's true qi?"

"Yes, yes..." Xiao Hua did not hide it, "Not only that, the young monk used the energy of heaven and earth as the great energy of heaven and earth, and now he asked the donor to solve his doubts."

"I dare not answer the doubts. I only know... People in the world are becoming more and more utilitarian and more anxious. On the one hand, they abandon the foundation of the five qi to the Yuan, and only pursue the tempering of the true qi, and emphasize the power of the martial arts; on the other hand, they simply pursue the ultimate of one of the five qi, and disdain the balance of the five qi, and have long lost the original intention of Confucianism!" Xin Xin said lightly, "In fact, in the early years, the Daozong stole the method of cultivation from my Confucianism, and created the use of meridians to temper the true qi and condense the true qi in the lower dantian. This was the lower level. Now, all of us, Confucianism, have seen the power of the Daozong magic, and once again, they have only cultivated the true qi, and abandoned the five qi to the Yuan. How can this become a great way?"

"What? You... you said that the cultivation method of the Taoist sect was to steal the five energy of your Confucian cultivator's qiyuan?" Xiao Hua laughed silently, feeling very absurd.

"This is a saying from the old man, and I can't make a guess!" Xin Xin said seriously, "I don't know whether it is true or not!"

"This is nonsense!" Xiao Hua shook his head, "One is the tempering of meridians and the other is the tempering of the internal organs. I can only say that the same works are the same. How could it be stealing? Could it be that only you, Confucianism, can you obtain the fortune of heaven and earth? This true qi is the authenticity of heaven and earth?"

"This..." Xin Xin hesitated for a moment and stared at Xiao Hua and said again, "The tempering of the internal organs is different from the tempering of the meridians, and the origin of true qi...maybe not Haoran's energy..."

"What is that?" Xiao Hua retorted.

Xin Xin smiled slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were like the moon: "Why should I tell you? The little monk, just a casual chat. Your injuries are now healed? Can I enter the real Xuanshui Palace?"

As he said that, Xin Xin pointed his hand not far away, a blue light like a triangle was slowly emerging on the messy stone wall. Needless to say, it was the exit of this passage.

"Are you going in now?" Xiao Huaqing knew that Xin Xin would never tell the secrets of Confucianism. Now that he said so much, he was a kind of reward for him. If he asked more questions, he would only be a way to blush his eyes. So he stopped thinking about it. He looked at the revealing words with a wry smile and asked, "We are all injured, how could we collect the immortal weapon?"
Chapter completed!