The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 164: A lot of dusty bonds
? Those breaths that are fresher than spring and softer than mellow wine are fairy qi.
Most of the immortal energy was poured into the body over the winter, and some spread out to the quiet room.
All the flowers and trees in the nunnery began to bloom, and the koi in the lake began to rejoice.
Shuiyue'an formation is activated. A light gauze about several tens of meters in a circle, fluttering in the sky, looks like a huge handkerchief. If He Zhan saw this scene, he would think of his own Huanxi yarn, but of course this formation was countless times more powerful than Huanxi yarn.
The fairy qi is so pure and minimal, even if there is a large array of isolation, it is inevitable to leak the slightest.
The hills near Shuiyue Temple turned green in an instant, and wild flowers grew gradually, spreading far away at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking like a real miracle.
When those fairy qi came to the Tongtianjing tens of miles away, they were already lightly imperceptible, and they easily inspired the scriptures and charms in the mountains when they were engraved around them, glowing golden luster, and their power became hundreds of thousands. Times, the sound of things being burnt and countless faint screams came from the bottomless gloomy cave.
The ghosts in Tongtianjing suffered heavy casualties, whimpering with fear, and then their voices drifted away, afraid to stay on the surface and peer into the world.
I don't know how long it took, the golden light in the quiet room of Shuiyue'an gradually disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
For the winter, I still closed my eyes and fell asleep, but my face was no longer so pale, and there was more beautiful blush.
Jing Jiu knew that there should be no problem.
In the West Sea for a few years, she was slashed by the sword **** of the West Sea, her meridians and vitality were cut off. According to reason, there was no possibility of surviving anymore, but her will and mood were too strong. With the help, I have survived until now.
The immortal consciousness attached to the eternal immortal urn has been completely refined, leaving only the purest immortal energy.
So many immortal energy poured into her body, no matter how severe the injury is, it can be cured.
He walked out of the quiet room and said goodbye to the host.
Shuiyuean is like an ordinary girl, and her mind is not much different from that of an ordinary girl.
She was a little grateful watching him rescue the elder sister, but she was a little unhappy when she saw him leaving now.
Sister Sister hasn’t woke up, you have to leave. What does this mean?
What did you do that you did not dare to see her?
Jing Jiu naturally didn't know what she was thinking.
When he broke with Lian Sanyue, this little girl was still meditating in the nunnery, and she hadn't seen it much.
He didn't sit in the small sedan chair, and left Shuiyue'an directly to the Tongtianjing not far away.
The scripture spells are still emitting a faint golden light, and there is no movement in the cold cave.
He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the bottomless inside, silently thinking about how many immortal urns there are in the Zhongzhou School?
The immortal urn floated down from the sky and directly restrained the Emperor. It took him six full years and numerous risks to refine this immortal urn. If the Zhongzhou faction uses the immortal urn again, how should Qingshan respond?
His consciousness went to the distant, cold and empty universe, looked at the black seal of the Hades, and calculated that in about three years, he would be able to deal with another one.
In the Suppressing Demon Prison, following the Underworld Emperor to learn the Soul Fire Defense, it means that he has the qualification to use the Underworld Seal, but his realm is still a bit low.
Then he looked at his twisted right hand, thinking that the universe front seemed unable to give Gu Qing immediately.
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There was a gust of wind in Tongtianjing.
Jing Jiu took the wind, went straight into the virtual realm, and returned to the green mountain with his sword.
The Wilderness Realm cannot stay in the Void Realm for a long time, but it is a special case. The speed of controlling the sword is naturally countless times faster than that of the carriage, and his speed of controlling the sword is even more astonishing. When the twilight enveloped the green mountains, he also came to the top of the Jiufeng and saw the Xijian River like a golden thread.
The green hills formed an induction and naturally separated a passage.
Many people have seen that sword light, and felt the sharp aura in that sword light. They were amazed, thinking this is the universe front that slashed the unicorn?
Two days ago, Zhuo Rusui returned to Qingshan and paid back in the Xilaifeng Hall.
The Qingshan disciples all know what happened in Guocheng Temple, and their admiration for Junior Master becomes more and more uncontrollable.
Looking at the sharp sword light that seemed to break through the world, all the disciples saluted.
The sword light fell on the top of Shenmo Peak.
Gu Qing and Yuanqu greeted them.
Jing Jiu threw the Universe Front to Gu Qing and said, "This is your sword from now on. I will be familiar with it for a while, but I may use it for a few more years."
Gu Qing was not surprised, but was a little dazed and uneasy, wondering what was going on.
Yuanqu is very envious, wondering if his master will also bring some good things back from Guocheng Temple?
At nightfall, a **** sword light flashed across the horizon, Zhao Layue was back, and of course he didn't bring any Moqiu's souvenirs.
Fusi sword is indeed the fastest sword in Qingshan.
They all set off from Guocheng Temple, and she was half a day slower than Jing Jiu.
Of course, Jing Jiu went to Shuiyue Temple midway, and spent a while at Tongtianjing.
The depths of the cave.
Zhao Layue looked at his left hand to confirm that the immortal urn was no longer there, then looked at his deformed right hand and asked: "What should I do?"
"I retreat for a few days and think of a way."
Jing Jiu said indifferently, it seems that this is a trivial matter.
But even he can't think of a way, which shows that his injury is a big problem.
Suddenly attacked by the monk crossing the sea with the Prajna palm in the method of sacrificing oneself, no matter how special his body was, he was also seriously injured irreparably. If he refined the Immortal Consciousness and directly used the Immortal Qi in the Immortal Urn to heal his wounds, he would naturally recover instantly, but he had given all the Immortal Qi for the winter without leaving a trace for himself.
Zhao Layue glanced at him, didn't say anything, turned and left the cave.
Jing Jiu closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Thinking is thinking.
Besides the injured and severely deformed right hand, he is still thinking about other issues.
The immortal urn of the Zhongzhou School, the civil turmoil in the Xue Kingdom, the intentions of the seniors, the situation in Chaoge City, the ghosts or demons in the green mountains.
He has always ignored world affairs, because the world is annoying and does not provoke the red dust, because the red dust is too messy.
He thought that he was reborn from the tragedy, and what he had to do in this life was to cut off the cause and effect of the previous life and cut through the past, but he didn't expect it to be more and more.
This is really annoying.
He snapped his fingers at random, expelled all his thoughts from his mind, and entered the realm of Taoism.
At this moment, he heard footsteps again and opened his eyes.
The white cat walked out from the depths of the cave, his footsteps fell silent, and his eyes were a bit complicated~IndoMTL.com~ he didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.
Jing Jiu was a little surprised. It didn't return to Bihu Peak, but stayed here.
The white cat walked up to him, lifted his right paw and took the chilli from the top of his head, gently placed it on the side, and then meowed at him twice.
Its cry is not stern or tactful, it can clearly hear helplessness and apology.
——I am very old, I am really afraid of death, so I didn't dare to make a move at the time.
Jing Jiu expressed his understanding and said, "It's okay, I'm also very afraid of death."
The white cat crawled on his knees and got down.
Jing Jiu rubbed its head.
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