Thunder flickered in the cavity of the white bone, and the spiritual roots that ran through the upper and lower levels crisscrossed each other, although they were different in size and depth, they all glowed with purple light.

"Si Lei Linggen?" Jiang Xiaogu asked.

Bai Gu straightened his sternum, "You can see clearly, I am the Heavenly Grade Si Lei Linggen." ”

"Is it heavenly? It doesn't look like it. ”

"Isn't it a heavenly product, can give birth to a spiritual treasure? How many years have I been dead, and I have not nourished to become like this. ”

Bai Gu suddenly stopped being shy, and looked down at his cavity with Jiang Xiaogu, arguing with each other.

Jiang Xiaogu nodded: "Well, that's good." My apprentice just lacks a good spiritual root. ”

Bai Gu suddenly closed his teeth and raised a kick to Jiang Xiaogu's stomach.

"You scoundrel! I'm dead with only one set of spiritual roots, and you still want to take it. ”

"You only have a pair of spiritual roots left, what's the use of keeping them?"

Jiang Xiaogu stood up, tore off the leg bone inserted in his stomach, and threw it aside.

This spiritual root is too strong, not only giving birth to a spirit body, but also absorbing a part of the white bone's divine soul, not letting the white bone be willing, I'm afraid it won't be able to fuse with Zhong Ying.

"I don't take yours for nothing. Your soul has been gone for a long time, and you still have unfulfilled wishes. ”

The white bones were sideways, making a thoughtful look.

Jiang Xiaogu looked at her skull curiously, she didn't have a brain and marrow, and she pretended to think.

"Well, you help me get my revenge. ”

"No problem, who is your enemy?"

"I don't know. ”

"Was there a sneak attack?

"No," Bai Gu sighed, "I am the first beauty in the southern realm, there are so many people who want to curry favor with me, and there are many people who hate me." ”

Jiang Xiaogu silently examined the white bones.

Zhuang Ye twisted his fragile lumbar spine.

"Can't you see? ”

"Your name is Zhuang Ye, right?Which sect, how long have you been dead?" Jiang Xiaogu changed the subject.

"These questions don't matter, don't you want to give my spiritual root to your apprentice, I'll just give him the memory. ”

Zhuang Ye leaned on the edge of the coffin and asked rhetorically, "Is your apprentice a man or a woman?"

"Your divine soul still wants to be attached to the spiritual root?" Jiang Xiaogu asked in a raised voice.

"How else do I know if you're going to help me get revenge?"

Jiang Xiaogu was silent for a while, "What kind of cultivation did you do when you died?"

"Jindan. ”

Jin Dan is okay, as long as Zhong Ying cultivates to Jin Dan, he can dispel Zhuang Ye's spirit, as long as she is prevented from making ghosts during the foundation building period. Now Zhuang Ye's spirit is very weak, and he can't stir up much turmoil.

Jiang Xiaogu asked in surprise: "You have such a spiritual root, and Jin Dan is actually dead." You're dying ...... Young. ”

"It's a shame. People like you will live longer. ”

Jiang Xiaogu stood up suddenly, stepped on Zhuang Ye's ribs, and reached out to pull out the spiritual root.

"You tap. Zhuang Yejiao said angrily.

Jiang Xiaogu opened the rose bush and fell into a ditch as soon as he stepped out.

Jiang Zhongying, who had already prepared the materials and was about to start the practice, quickly stopped and stretched out his hand to pull her out.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiaogu looked at the deep ditch around the flowers, and then at Zhong Ying, who was covered in mud, "Dig a moat for the flowers?"

"I'm going to make a magic circle and force the flower demon to hand you over. ”

Jiang Zhongying also looked at her, even more embarrassed than himself, his clothes were not only covered with mud, but also damaged, and he was injured again.

"What are you doing? Dig up the roots and plant them?"

Jiang Xiaogu raised the hand hidden behind him, "There is no flower root, there is a pair of spirit roots, do you want it?"

She held on to Si Lei Lingen tightly, her hands were struck by lightning and turned white, and her arms were covered with scorch marks.

Although he knew that she didn't feel pain, Jiang Zhongying's heart seemed to be pinched, and a handsome face appeared in front of him.

It's rare to see him smile, but no matter how injured he is, the first thing he says when he sees himself is always "Are you okay?"

"It's—"

Tan Yongbai stared at the spiritual root in Jiang Xiaogu's hand, dumbfounded, and froze like a wood carving.

Jiang Zhongying came back to his senses and nodded to Jiang Xiaogu, "Let's go, find a quiet place." ”

"You can't go!"

Tan Yongbai grabbed Jiang Zhongying's arm. "I'm not jealous of you, I'm afraid you're better than me.

"Your spiritual root has been taken out once, and if you change it again, you will die!"

Jiang Zhongying smiled and ripped his arm off. "If you die, you will be the lord of the city. ”

"Choke. ”

Tan Yongbai put his sword in front of Jiang Zhongying's chest, and his face turned pale. "You saved me once, I can't watch you die!"

"The way you repay me is to block my own will?"

Jiang Zhongying's face turned cold, he turned Tan Yongbai's sword away, and walked towards Jiang Xiaogu.

Tan Yongbai stood in place in a daze, and shouted viciously for a moment: "It's good to die, no one will fight with me!"

Seeing Jiang Zhongying walking away, he paused and chased after him, and said to Jiang Xiaogu:

"You are his master, don't you care if he lives or dies?"

Jiang Xiaogu ignored him and walked into a dense forest with Zhong Ying.

The jar stopped Tan Yongbai outside, "You are here, one more step to poison you." ”

Jiang Xiaogu used venom to mark an area, and said with some hesitation: "I didn't think that you might die, in fact, it's okay not to change." ”

"You finally helped me find this spiritual root, how can I not change it?"

"Actually...... It didn't take much effort. ”

Jiang Zhongying didn't squeak.

Jianmu has survived in the ashes, what is it to change the spiritual root.

After getting ready, Jiang Zhongying lay down. As soon as Linggen approached his lower dantian position, he inhaled cold air and propped up his upper body, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his face.

Jiang Xiaogu's hand loosened, and the spiritual root swooped in.

Neither of them can change the spiritual root exercises, so they can only be forced into it like this. Moreover, those exercises only preserve the vitality and increase the success rate a little, and there will be no less pain.

Tan Yongbai, who was outside the forest, only heard a group of white-fronted birds flying up in shock, and many demon beasts rushed out of the jungle. He tugged at his hands, his nails digging deep into his palms.

The jar stared at the forest with a serious face.

Jiang Zhongying's shout finally came out, not the kind of ridiculous woman's scream, but a low, desperately suppressed cry of pain from the depths of the body.

A moment later, Jiang Xiaogu walked out of the woods.

"How is he?" Tan Yongbai asked eagerly.

Jiang Xiaogu glanced back, "I'll put the spirit root in and leave." ”

"How can you go! You should be there to protect him! With your spiritual power, he won't be so uncomfortable. ”

Tan Yongbai was about to rush in, but Jiang Xiaogu looked at him coldly: "You dare to go in and try." You will only interfere with him. ”

After struggling for a moment, Tan Yongbai retracted his feet unwillingly and leaned against the trunk of the tree. Jiang Xiaogu also sat down beside him.

"If he dies, don't blame yourself as a master!"

Jiang Xiaogu snorted.

"It's so easy to die, and you can't be my apprentice. ”