Chapter 103 Can’t do it

The mixed spiritual power was in her spiritual palace, which Wei Qinglan could not reach or touch. And now her spiritual palace would not let him touch it, so he naturally could not do it for her.

He looked at Jiang Lisheng in silence. Such a grown-up girl was so difficult to teach. He wondered how difficult it was for Master Yu Qingxu to teach her when she was younger, still a tiny baby.

I'm afraid he's been worrying so much that his hair has gone bald.

He also thought back to when he was a child, his master understood everything about him. His talent, comprehension, and spiritual roots were the best among all Kunlun disciples. His master always sighed and said that it was his fortune and Kunlun's fortune to have such a good disciple.

He tried to heal his wounds on his own, but the effect was minimal, so he simply gave up, took out a blanket, lay down on it, and planned to take a nap.

Jiang Lisheng was very jealous when he saw this, "Senior Brother Wei!"

Wei Qinglan said "hmm" without looking at her, "You work hard."

Jiang Li was so angry that she wanted to beat him up, but she couldn't hit him. She stretched out her evil hand and pinched his face, "Get up and stay with me. You are not allowed to sleep."

I don't know how he could have the heart to do such a hateful thing.

Wei Qinglan reached out and moved her hand away. "Think about the bighead carp that dragged you down, and think about the accomplice fish in the backwater, as well as Senior Sister Zhu and the dog thing that we threw on the backwater shore. We don't know whether they are dead or alive. We have to get out quickly."

Jiang Lisheng took a breath, and then another, but he still felt uncomfortable. "If you hadn't lost your temper with me and made me soak in the backwater as punishment, would I have been caught by that bighead fish and landed here?"

"Or is it my fault? If you didn't think about me and Senior Brother An so much and your mind was full of nonsense, would I be angry?" Wei Qinglan closed his eyes.

Jiang Lisheng knew he was in the wrong, so he snorted, but he was still a little unconvinced, "Get up."

"I can't afford it."

"Get up."

"Do not."

Jiang Lisheng reached out to pull him, "Get up and stay with me."

"The cultivation of the Great Dao is your own business. I can't accompany you." Wei Qinglan stopped her hand. Seeing that she was snorting and acting like she would not give in until he got up, he could only say, "When we get out, you can roast the fish in the water. Flying fish is also fish. The water is cold. I'm afraid every fish is very fresh and tender. If you roast it, it should taste good."

Jiang Lisheng was afraid of the consequences and stopped pestering him, "You are right."

Her mind was immediately drawn to the backwater and the flying fish. "Why is the backwater so cold in the middle of summer? You are so cruel to let me soak in it for so long."

"The water is cold, but it helps to unclog the meridians." Wei Qinglan covered her eyes with her hands and explained to her, "You should soak in the water more. It will be good for your body."

But he didn't expect that there would be such a dangerous formation underwater, which almost killed both of them.

"My whole body is frozen stiff. Is that what you call the strong meridians?" Jiang Lisheng pouted. She didn't find any strong meridians, but it was true that she was frozen stiff and that she almost died.

Wei Qinglan was speechless.

Seeing him lying there unable to get up, Jiang Lisheng rolled her eyes at him unhappily, then sat cross-legged and tried to control it according to what he said. After a long time, she finally caught a small ball of spiritual power, and she turned it into her own according to what she thought in her heart.

No, I can't do it. I tried several times, but still couldn't do it. She could only follow the method she had used to collect them earlier, writing words and drawing arrays in her sea of ​​consciousness. When she wrote the word "化", she was already sweating profusely. She tried to muster up her strength, but she couldn't.

"Take the tonic pill." Wei Qinglan said she could not sleep, and she kept observing Jiang Lisheng's movements. Seeing that her body was as clean as water, although she didn't know what was happening in her spirit palace, she knew that she must have done something, and it was very difficult, and she didn't have enough strength.

Jiang Lisheng took out the spirit-replenishing pill from his storage ring, panting, "I want to use the word-transforming painting array in my sea of ​​consciousness. If it works, I should be able to refine it, right? This pill replenishes spiritual power. Will it work?"

"Let's give it a try!" Wei Qinglan also felt that her method might be feasible, although he had never heard of anyone using it.

Jiang Lisheng opened a bottle of elixir, chewed it all in one breath, and put the rest next to him for future use.

She concentrated her mind and tried again, trying to replenish the spiritual power of the elixir and let it enter her spiritual palace. Just like before, it dissipated into nothingness. It was no use. She still couldn't raise any spiritual power of her own.

She crushed it again and tried to absorb the spiritual energy directly, but it was still useless.

"This is really weird." Jiang Lisheng wiped the sweat off his face, feeling disappointed, and pushed all the soul-replenishing pills to Wei Qinglan, "Brother Wei, it would be a waste if I were to eat them, so I might as well give them to you. If you eat them, maybe you can heal yourself."

Wei Qinglan shook her head, "Then put it away! I have never relied on too many pills, and I know my current spiritual palace well. I'm afraid it will be useless if I take these."

He is different from her. If he takes too many pills, even if they work, it will easily damage his foundation.

Jiang Lisheng could only put it in his storage ring. Looking at Wei Qinglan's expression, he sighed. Who can rely on whom? Looking at him like this, he can't be relied on at all.

She could only concentrate again and try again and again to write the word "化" in her sea of ​​consciousness. It was obviously just a few simple strokes, but she failed again and again. Sometimes she could only write one stroke, sometimes she could only write two strokes, and at most she could not muster any strength to write the third stroke.

She didn't have the energy to refuse to admit defeat. When she couldn't bear it any longer and collapsed, she gave up and lay back on the ground, "Brother Wei, I can't do it."

Wei Qinglan stuffed a pill into her hand and said, "It's okay if it doesn't work, but don't sleep."

Jiang Lisheng opened his mouth and swallowed the pill. "You only collected a few high-level pills of this quality to stabilize your cultivation when you reach the Nascent Soul stage, right? Now take them out one by one and give them all to me."

Wei Qinglan didn't think it was a big deal, "Just return it to me after you get out."

"I do not have."

"Then you can practice it yourself."

Jiang Lisheng sighed, "It would be great if I could make an elixir."

She lay there for a while, then felt she had regained some strength, so she sat up and continued.

One stroke, another stroke, and another stroke.

No, it still doesn’t work.

After repeating this countless times, Jiang Lisheng was exhausted again. She lay back on the ground again, and this time she didn't even want to say a word.

Wei Qinglan looked at her and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation above his head. He looked up instantly and saw a person falling from above and hitting the ground not far away with a "bang".

This man was wearing a black robe and a mask. He had no identification on his body and his features could not be seen, but from his cultivation level, one could tell that he must be above the Nascent Soul stage.