Chapter 993

Huaigu's body is well carved, but it is absolutely impossible to generalize the aura used by a man about 1.8 meters and a small doll the size of a palm.

For the sake of safety, several people pushed the lotus root into the spiritual water, so that even if there is danger, the spiritual energy can be replenished in time.

Si Jinhan couldn't bear to let Jiang Meng suffer this crime, so he said directly: "Let me do it."

But Jiang Meng directly refused: "No, the aura to be imported must be inclusive and integrated. Your aura is too domineering and cannot be used."

Water and fire are incompatible, although the spiritual root of nostalgia is not water spiritual root, but ice is also a kind of mutation, and it is also a rank that cannot be used.

Jiang Meng was a medical practitioner with a gentle aura, which was originally used to save lives and heal the wounded, so their lives were considered good. It was because of Jiang Meng's existence that everything went so smoothly.

Otherwise, there won't be any major danger when sending spiritual energy at the beginning.

But if no one pays attention, and forcefully fuses the body with the lotus root, the result will only be a drop of water dripping into the hot oil, sparks will fly, and the end will be tragic.

And another piece of luck, over there, is this medical practice space.

The aura here is continuous because of the existence of water essence, and Jiang Meng is the main one here. It can be said that these auras are equivalent to a sea of ​​aura in Jiang Meng's body. As long as she needs it, she can use it without restraint.

The biggest difficulty in reshaping the physical body is the lack of aura. In the end, the person who wants to be resurrected may not have been resurrected, and the person who cast the spell is absorbed into a single person.

Even people in the Mahayana period are not [-]% confident that after resurrecting people, they will not damage their own foundations.

Si Jinhan gave up and reached out to touch Jiang Meng's face.

"Baby, take care."

Jiang Meng nodded with a smile, and glanced at the big cradle being pushed by Xiaojin Xiaoli. The three little guys were opening their teeth and claws vigorously.

"Well, take care of the baby and wait for me to come back."

"Wait, when you come back, we'll leave here and go home."

Jiang Meng didn't answer, she still had a lot of things to do, how could she have the face to go back.

Huaigu saluted Jiang Meng.

Although the practice world talks about following one's heart, it is very strict about the system of superiority and inferiority, especially this kind of big gift to people, especially the monk of Huaigu, the Nascent Soul Stage, to Jiang Meng.

But Jiang Meng did not hide, she is not the Holy Mother, she would not do that kind of silly sacrifice to keep others from knowing.

However, she will not do something deliberately to let others know.

Especially this time, it can be said to be the grace of regeneration.

"I nostalgia from today and swear to Heaven that if I harm Jiang Meng and the hearts of everyone related to Jiang Meng, I will be struck by lightning and die. Jiang Meng will become my best friend. As long as I speak, I will never refuse."

Then, a ray of white light branched out from Huaigu's body and flew towards the sky.

Jiang Meng smiled at the corner of her mouth and squinted her eyes. It is one thing to trust Huaigu, but since Huaigu is willing to directly surrender her sincerity, she will not refuse.

She has no shortage of gold, silver and treasures, and she has a lot of natural and earthly treasures, but Huaigu's trust and friendship are much more valuable than these.

When Jiang Meng closed his eyes and sent the aura into that body, Huaigu directly attached to it.

Slowly, he felt a film wrapping him, and then bit by bit squeezed him into a very narrow place.

(End of this chapter)

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