Chapter 1719: The Secret House
A large hole appeared in the entire sky, and endless waves of qi rushed in all directions.
"Puff puff ......"
Qin Shuang's body was as if it had been hit by a mountain, his muscles shattered, his bones shattered, and he flew like a projectile.
"Ah......h
Qin Shuang let out a scream, crossed a parabola in the air, and fell heavily to the ground. The Dao Heart, Dantian, Soul Space, and Demon Heart in Qin Shuang's body all suffered heavy blows at this moment. The four primordial gods, the great yang gods, and the original plump and glorious body of the spirit all shrunk and lost its brilliance, and fell into a deep sleep, but the demonic heart was bleak, and the blood-colored runes on the demonic heart also became dim and fell into a deep sleep.
After a bang between heaven and earth, there was a gradual silence. A head poked out of a well in the ruins of the Zhengqi Gate, and then an old man flashed out of it, crossed a vague trajectory in the space, and instantly returned to the well, carrying the piano pair in his left hand, and Hua Taixiang in his right hand, and his eyebrows reflected his divine sense, and constructed a mysterious rune in the air, falling towards the well.
A layer of hazy brilliance suddenly emitted from the well, and the old man rushed into the layer of hazy brilliance with Qin Shuang, and his figure disappeared at the mouth of the well in an instant. The well has been restored to its original appearance, and the water is so clear that you can see the bottom of the well at a glance.
The old man dressed in Confucian clothes, carrying the qin pair and Hua Taixiang appeared at the foot of a mountain, which turned out to be an independent space, with mountains and water, flowers and trees, and pavilions.
As soon as the old man's heart moved, he appeared in a square with Qin Shuang and Hua Taixiang, at this time there were five hundred young people gathered in the square, each young man was full of qi and blood, just looking at this qi and blood, he knew that everyone was no more than a hundred years old. When he saw the old man appear, he hula and surrounded him.
"Uncle Shi, how is she?"
The old man put Qin Shuang and Hua Taixiang on the ground, and then his divine sense enveloped Qin Shuang and Hua Taixiang, and after ten breaths, he withdrew his divine sense and said:
"Although this big dog is seriously injured, he can still recover slowly under the treatment of the pill. It's just that this fairy ......"
The expressions of the five hundred young people were all tense, and in this independent space, they saw the scene of the Qin Shuang vs. the Demon Clan through the Confucian Treasure and the Clairvoyant Mirror, which was to avenge their righteousness. Qin Shuang has earned the gratitude of everyone's heart. If they hadn't gone out, they would have only been sent to death, and they would have been suppressed by the old man, and they would have rushed out a long time ago. At this time, seeing the old man's gloomy expression, he couldn't help but get nervous.
"You have also seen that the fairy has a demonic aura on him. This is to kill demons into the heart. Her injuries were already serious enough, and it is difficult to say whether she can recover, plus this demon killing heart, I'm afraid it will ......"
"Uncle Shi, is there really no way?"
The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Let's use Haoran Gong to cleanse it of demonic qi first." ”
The old man took out the pill and stuffed it into Hua Taixiang's mouth, and then applied ointment to Hua Taixiang's bones, combed her body, and applied ointment. Then he led five hundred disciples to sit cross-legged around Qinshuang, and a Confucian book appeared on the head of each Confucian scholar, of various colors, but each Confucian book emitted a heroic aura and shot into the sky above Qinshuang lying on the ground.
The old man sat in front of Qin Shuang's head, his hands continued to form various Dao seals, and the Haoran Qi shot out from the Dao Confucian Book was blessed by his Dao Seal, and built a rune full of Haoran Qi, which continued to fall towards Qin Shuang's body.
Together!
Ten courses!
Momochi!
A thousand ways!
……
The demonic qi on the surface of Qin's double body was purified at a trace, the demonic qi in his body was purified, and countless Haoran patterns besieged the demonic heart.
The demonic heart that had fallen into a deep sleep instinctively began to contract, and was pushed forward layer by layer by the aura of Haoran. But when the demonic heart shrank to the size of a fingernail, it was difficult for Haoran's qi to push further.
The old man pulled the treasure seal and suddenly snorted:
"Seal!"
"Buzz ......"
Countless Haoran seals fused into one place, forming a seal that sealed the Demon Heart inside.
"Hoo ......"
The old man let out a long breath, sweating through his clothes. The five hundred Confucian scholars were all weakly unable to sit still, and their bodies swayed. The old man took out two pills and stuffed them into Qin Shuang's mouth, then took another one himself, and began to exercise and regulate pranayama, as did the five hundred disciples.
Half an hour later.
The old man opened his eyes, gave Qin Shuang two pills again, then took out a jade bottle, summoned two female Confucian scholars, and handed the jade bottle to one of them:
"Qinglian, the two of you will send this fairy to Meilan Xiaozhu, straighten her bones, clean her, and then apply ointment and bandage her.
"Yes!"
Meilan Xiaozhu.
One bedroom inside!
Qin Shuang's body was wrapped into a rice dumpling and lay on the bed.
Not far from the bed there is a table, and a chair. On the chair sat a cardamom woman, holding a book in her hand, perusing it, exuding a bookish smell from her body.
It's been a day and a night!
The first to regain a trace of consciousness was the spirit that had reached the ninth layer of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal.
Within the heart of the Dao.
The aura of the spirit body is very unstable, and the condensed ninety percent of the body is thin and less than one percent. Recovering a trace of the spirit of metaphysical knowledge, the first action was to communicate with the demon tower, and it was extremely laborious to transfer the demon tower to the stomach, and then opened the door of the demon tower, allowing the skeleton monkey to squeeze a Vientiane fruit in the stomach, just such a short action, so that the spirit exhausted the metaphysical consciousness and fell into a deep sleep again.
Two days and two nights.
The spirit woke up again, and with great difficulty, he opened the door of the Demon Suppression Tower with great difficulty, and let the skeleton monkey squeeze a Vientiane Fruit into his stomach, and poured sixty drops of Void Lotus Seed Liquid into his stomach, and fell asleep again.
However, she didn't know that Mo Cheng had gone crazy in the past two days, and the Terrans had gone crazy in the past two days!
Two days ago!
The towering two lists, the Demon Slayer General List and the Demon Slayer Youth List, only occasionally shine brightly, and they are both outside the top 100 on their respective lists.
If the names on this list want to shine, it must be a change in ranking. And now the Terran monks are all slaying demons, everyone's points are almost moving, and it is really difficult to surpass a ranking, even if it is outside the hundred, let alone within the hundred.
And these days, although Xu Kaiyun, Tang Han, Chu Dali and others will take a look at the two lists every day, the ranking of Qin Shuang on the list has not changed in the slightest, although the points behind Qin Shuang's name have not changed, but it is not easy for the people behind to catch up with Qin Shuang in a few days, but the points of Qin Shuang are getting closer and closer.
It's just that there are no monks to mock Chu Dali and them at this time, after all, Qin Shuang's points are there, this is a real battle to kill the demon clan, and it cannot be humiliated.
However, the controversy is there.
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