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In the wooden house.

She cleaned countless times with spiritual power, and there seemed to be another person's smell in the room.

Fairy Chenyan is neatly dressed and sits on the futon. There is a portrait of a person hanging in front of the futon, not Dongyang Bo.

Originally, according to the requirements of the exercise method, she must now retreat into concentration immediately, and use the evil power and this person's Yuan Yang to pursue a breakthrough opportunity.

But she had been sitting so withered, her eyes confused, her eyes without focus fell on the portrait, her expression was a little weird, she seemed to be struggling with something, and finally murmured to the portrait: "Master, disciple practice evil arts. , Hurting innocent people... Is the disciple doing something wrong?"

The portrait is a dead thing, so naturally it won't give her an answer.

There was silence in the wooden house.

After a while, Fairy Chenyan suddenly straightened up, lost her confusion, and had a firm face.

She suddenly opened her palm, and her palm was actually a dozen silver needles like hair.

‘Wow! ’

With the wave of Chenyan Fairy's palm, the silver needles suddenly dispersed, the silver needles shone with cold light, the needle tip exudes a trace of cold, and the temperature in the wooden house dropped a little bit.

These silver needles hung in the air, pointing to various acupuncture points on her body, of which the acupuncture points on the head were the most.

Then, Fairy Chenyan's palm changed, sending out a series of mysterious runes on the silver needle, and saw the silver needle getting more and more crystal clear, and the runes flowing on it were extremely mysterious.

‘Shoo...’

One by one silver needles fell on her body and pierced deeply into the acupuncture points. She was still expressionless and did not seem to feel the slightest pain. When the last silver needle fell on her head, it was about to pierce Baihui acupoint. , Fairy Chenyan hesitated suddenly, as if thinking of something.

The silver needle was floating above her head, unable to advance.

Fairy Chenyan flicked his fingers, and a piece of spiritual energy turned into a piece of paper in front of him, and then the piece of paper was automatically folded into a paper crane.

In the gloomy wooden house, the paper crane flapped its wings, sprinkled a little bit of star dust, and flew around the fairy smoke, emitting a crisp crane sound, seeming to be grateful for its creator, and excited.

Seeing the naughty paper crane, Chenyan Fairy, who had always been expressionless, suddenly smiled, angrily nodded on the paper crane's head, whispering silently in his ear.

After a while, the paper crane lit the folded head, whispered softly, and flew out from the window lattice.

...

The top of Shaohua Mountain.

The steep Dufeng almost pierced into the nine-day wind and white snow.

The top of the mountain is where the spiritual veins of Shaohua Mountain converge, and the spiritual energy is extremely strong, but on the top of the snow mountain, there is only one cave mansion, which is the retreat of Shaohua Mountain Yuan Ying Patriarch Dongyang Bo.

Except for the constantly screaming cold wind, there was no more noise on the top of the mountain, and Shaohua Mountain disciples would never dare to come here to intrude on the Patriarch.

Suddenly, a little starlight flew in the distant sky. In the starlight was a palm-sized paper crane. It flew to the cave house in the wind. The door of the cave house opened silently, and a large hand made of spiritual power held the paper crane. Detained in.

In the cave.

Uncle Dongyang smashed the paper crane and chuckled.

...

As soon as Qin Sang walked out of the wooden house, the scenery in front of him changed abruptly, and he was moved out of the island without any resistance.

Then I saw clouds rising on the small island, covering the entire island in the blink of an eye. There was a flash of profound light in the clouds and mist, and finally the entire island completely disappeared from Qin Sang's field of vision.

There are only faint water waves left in the same place, with unobstructed views, and no trace of the island.

Qin Sang knew that the master of the island had opened the big formation, and this cave mansion would be completely closed.

He saw his current appearance from the lake below his feet, alive a few dozen years older than before, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

The spring light last night is definitely not charming. What he remembers most now is only the last helplessness and fear. The vitality in his body poured out like a bank burst. He could only watch without any resistance.

Fortunately, the opponent's men were merciful and stopped when the jade liquid was about to dry up, and backhanded him to lock Yuanyang and stabilize the jade cauldron.

The self-cultivation is precarious, but there is still a chance to make up.

Feeling the little spiritual power left in the sea of ​​qi and the ubiquitous weakness in his body, Qin Sang barely condensed his spiritual power, and was about to urge Feitiansuo to find an uninhabited island to refine the Nine Sun Pill.

At this moment, a silver light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and the flying boat emerged from nowhere and hovered in front of him.

Qin Sang's complexion changed slightly.

When he discovered that Ma Wu had been replaced by Chenyan Fairy last night, he realized that there must be something tricky in this, and even the head of the boss did not know the inside story. As the only insider, would he be silenced?

Fairy Chenyan was a high-level monk who was about to give birth to a baby, and he could be wiped out with a single finger. In the end, he not only did not kill him, but also kept his promise without completely ruining his foundation.

If you want to kill your mouth, you don't need to spend so much time and effort to make Qin Sang feel at ease, but he still doesn't dare to gamble with his life. He had planned to find a place to take the Nine Sun Pill first, stabilize the Qi Sea, and then return to his cave house as quickly as possible.

But he didn't expect Feizhou to wait outside the island all the time. With his current state ~www.readwn.com~, he couldn't run away, so he couldn't let him think about it.

Set foot on the flying boat and return to Shaohua Mountain.

Feizhou placed him in the cave mansion before, and just left.

Head Yu looked like a cat smelling the fishy smell, and then he approached with his sword. Seeing Qin Sang’s face, he was startled and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Qin, don’t hurry to refine the Nine Sun Pills. Transformation!"

Qin Sang was suspicious in his heart, his eyes swept across Yu Zhangmen's face, and saw that his expression was not fake, and the heart that he had always held back then fell. He didn't have the mood to greet him any more, and said weakly, "It's rude. "

Then he plunged into the cave and took out the Nine Sun Pill and swallowed it into his abdomen.

When the pill enters the abdomen, it immediately turns into a gentle flow of heat, from the throat to the sea of ​​qi, the vitality that is lacking in the body is supplemented by the Nine Sun Danyang Qi, and it is quickly recovering, and the power of the medicine flows into the body, and the ubiquitous weakness gradually gradually Get better.

With the recovery of his vitality, his appearance naturally returned to the appearance of his youth.

The Qi Sea, which had been on the verge of collapse, was also slowly turning around at this time, and the spiritual energy in the cave was aroused and gathered around Qin Sang.

Feeling that his cultivation is slowly recovering, Qin Sang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't feel any strangeness to his soul. It can be seen that the Jade Buddha helped him avoid the biggest hidden danger of the furnace.

Fortunately, the Nine Sun Pill did not disappoint him, the Qi Hai recovered faster and faster, until the spiritual power was full.

Qin Sang sighed secretly.

The miracle he was looking forward to did not happen, and now his sea of ​​anger has shrunk by more than 10%.

If he can't recover, he will always be 10% less spiritual power than a monk of the same realm, which determines that when he fights with a monk of the same realm in the future, he must not fall into a situation of competing for spiritual power.

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