After they had had enough wine and food, Master Jiu Xuan began to talk about everything. He traveled extensively throughout his life and had rich and extraordinary experiences.

Even though it was late, I listened with great interest.

From the beginning, he wanted to join various circles just to broaden his knowledge and network.

At this time, when he heard Jiuxuan Lao'er bragging about how he had taken in several great masters in the secular martial arts world as his slaves, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "No matter how strong a secular warrior is, he can't compare to a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining."

Who?"

"Despite this, it is still very good to use it as a handyman, or as a bed warmer for those female heroes."

Master Jiu Xuan had a look of aftertaste on his face and smiled like a spring breeze.

"That's not necessarily true... If secular warriors are fully prepared and adapt to the terrain and equipment... if we run out of mana in the early stage of Qi refining, it is really possible for us to capsize." Di Qi interfaced.

As a family cultivator, he was specially warned by his elders.

"Actually... the way ordinary warriors train their bodies is somewhat similar to physical training." Fang Xi secretly led the topic.

"No, no, no..." Master Jiuxuan shook his head: "Even if the 'body armor' among the Thirteen Armors of the Yue Kingdom was famous at that time - Qin Tian, ​​the strong man of the ten, was known to practice the ten hard skills and unique skills by one person.

He was extremely powerful, but in the end he was just a little bit inferior to the monks at the first level of body refining, and... he died suddenly within a few years."

"There is a high probability that this person will die from the inner breath conflict. If monks like us can reconcile with inner vision with spiritual consciousness, there may not be a way to survive, or even achieve higher achievements!" Fang Xi's eyes flashed.

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult... If secular martial arts could compare to the secret method of body cultivation, I would have learned it long ago." Chen Ping shook his head and said.

"In fact, there may not be any way."

When Di Qi heard this, he pretended to be profound.

"Oh? I also need to ask Fellow Daoist Di for advice." Fang Xi's heart moved, and the secret drama finally came.

Di Qi took a sip of the spiritual wine in front of the gourd, as if closing his eyes to taste it, shaking his head and saying: "The spiritual consciousness of an immortal cultivator can only temporarily suppress the conflict of inner energy. If you want to eliminate hidden dangers, it is better to buy a pill from the Danding Pavilion."

Breath-regulating Pill', this pill is best at reconciling the inner breath of different species. My family previously recruited a peerless warrior who had not been seen in the world for a century as a servant, and this was the reward!"

When Fang Xi heard this, her eyes brightened.

I’m not sure that Pranayama Pill can solve my problem.

But the problem of martial arts energy and blood being mixed and difficult to break through may be a shackle in Great Liang.

But from the perspective of the foundation-building overhaul in the Southern Wilderness Immortal World, it might just be a joke!

'After all, the Breath Adjustment Pill only solves the inner breath problem of Yue warriors, and it is completely different from the Qi and blood.'

‘But in the Danding Pavilion, there may not be elixirs that can harmonize martial arts energy and blood!’

‘Even if you want a pill that increases the upper limit of Qi and blood, an alchemist may not be able to make it!’

Fang Xi felt great joy.
Chapter completed!