Shangxian and his junior brother are beautiful as flowers

Chapter 82

"Ning'er, this is for you."

After watching Wu Jin go out, Wu Yue took out a box from his sleeve and handed it to Yin Ning.

Yin Ning took the box made of unknown materials from him, and slowly opened it under Wu Yuetian's signal.

Inside was a red pill that looked like a elixir. After taking a look, she raised her eyes to look at Wu Yuetian.

"This elixir is good for your cultivation. I have wronged you by letting you practice with Jin'er. The master gave you this as compensation. You swallow it now, and I will see the effect."

Wu Yuetian saw that Yinning swallowed it without hesitation, and the moment she lowered her head, it slipped through the depths of her eyes so quickly that it was hard to detect a dark light.

"There is a bit of tingling in the dantian."

After Yinning swallowed it "obediently", she raised her head again, she looked at Wu Yuetian with the same subtle admiration as always, so that he couldn't see anything wrong.

"That's normal, Ning'er, go back and run the true energy in your dantian for a few weeks, and you'll be fine soon."

Wu Yuetian explained with a smile, and then handed Yinning some spiritual herbs she was familiar with.

"Thank you, Master."

After Yinning took over, she bid farewell to Wu Yuetian and walked out of the hall.

When she returned to the room where she lived and sat on the bed with her legs crossed, the tingling pain in her dantian gradually made her forehead break out in cold sweat.

In the end, in order to relieve the pain, Yin Ning had to follow Wu Yuetian's words to run the zhenqi at the dantian back and forth for several weeks.

It's just that Yin Ning, who closed her eyes, couldn't see that when she was exercising her true energy, there was a faint black mist on her forehead.

It is imperceptible, like a thin halo is cast in front of the eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she breathed out lightly after she could no longer feel the tingling pain in her dantian.

The next moment, she was lying back on the rough bed, her eyes staring coldly at the beams.

Although she knew that there was something wrong with what Wu Yuetian swallowed for her, she still had to swallow it.

With a slight mockery, Yin Ning got up from the bed and left the room.

In another place, the news of Luoqing's retreat also reached someone.

"I found out how long they will be in retreat?"

On a high position sat a man in a black robe with an evil face.

His hand, which seemed to be painted with black nail polish, was tapping the python carved on the handle lightly.

Although the boa constrictor was carved out of dead objects, it had a bloody mouth and a terrifying figure.

"Devil Lord, according to Ling Jiu's message to the head of the Kongzhen Sect, I understand that they will probably need to retreat for five to ten years."

The person kneeling below was wearing the clothes of the Kong Zhen school, and he did not dare to look up at the person above him with his head down.

When the person sitting on the seat heard this, his face darkened. The next moment, the kneeling person vomited blood but did not dare to make a sound.

He just lowered his head lower in fear, and trembled uncontrollably.

"Go back, if you leave the customs in a short time, I don't want to encounter this situation again."

"Yes!"

Immediately, the kneeling person quickly disappeared.

There was only one man left in the spacious hall, and his original casual expression showed some doubts.

With his understanding of that person, how could 'he' retreat?

"Why exactly..."

The man frowned and murmured in a low voice. As he muttered, the black devilish energy that had solidified unconsciously in his hands continued to expand, and finally when he closed his hands, the devilish energy that had solidified into a ball dissipated completely in an instant.

At the same time, where is his figure on the seat?
　A reminder has been given earlier in this chapter, if you don’t understand it, just wait later——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)