Ping'an hugged the fire without worry, returned to the dormitory, turned on the switch of the secret room, and walked down. In the middle of the secret room is a circular spirit gathering array, and he usually cultivates in the array, so naturally, according to his own habits, he puts the fire directly on the ground.

Straight black hair and white bare feet contrast strongly with the rough ground. It seems that the flowers are thrown into the mud with their own hands, and the beautiful jade is thrown into the pile of boulders, how awkward it looks. Ping'an turned around and went back to the bedroom, and told Zhaoxi and Nafu to go to the treasury to get the elixir, what is good to take. I took a cushion and spread it under the worry-free body, and then I felt satisfied.

When the spiritual power was probed into his body, a large area of blood congealed between the blood vessels and muscles, and the original rupture of the blood vessels had gradually recovered under the action of the earth's spiritual power. Although the fracture of the spirit pill spirit vein did not overflow the spiritual power, there was no sign of improvement. If nothing else, the bruises must be sucked out, and the injuries of the body itself must be recovered as soon as possible.

Ping An was very patient, holding a long-handled spoon to press his tongue and feeding the fire a little bit to drink the elixir. After feeding two bowls, he used his spiritual power to urge him to help him absorb it. Feeling that it was almost over, he sacrificed the Qilin Sword, cut a shallow wound on his arm, covered it with his hand, and sucked out the blood. Another stroke, sucking blood .... From morning to night, I finally sucked out all the blood in Huo Wuwu's body.

Looking at almost a large basin of bruises, Ping An secretly rejoiced, fortunately he fed him a lot of blood, otherwise he would have lost too much blood, and the child would have died several times.

Looking at the fire that was still unconscious and covered with wounds, Ping An frowned, planning what to do next? Once the quenching spirit body is triggered, it will be irreversible.

From the time he saw the fire worry-free, his best physical condition was when he was taking a bath in the Floating Dream Garden. Because he unintentionally triggered the quenching spirit body, his body, aura, and mind could not meet the requirements, so as soon as the fire spirit power overflowed, he passed out in a moment. At this time, his physical condition could not catch up with that time, so he went to the bottleneck by himself, and he was undoubtedly looking for death once.

You can't live by yourself, you can only be brought by peace. There is no precedent for passing through the cultivation bottleneck, even if you want to estimate that no one has thought about it! But even if you do, you can only use your spiritual power to block his mind and dominate him with your own mind. But his body and aura are still his own, and if he can't meet the requirements, he is also looking for death! Ping'an feels that he has already entered the same life and death, and he is dead when he goes around.

A happy voice came from outside the secret room: "Princess, tiger skin cream, can you use it?" tiger skin cream, the best trauma medicine.

"Yes, yes, thanks to you reminding me. Ping An patted his head and said. In the morning, I just wanted to nourish his body and nourish his qi, but later he cut his skin and sucked blood, because the wound was not deep, and he didn't care. But wouldn't it be better to have trauma medicine?

Hurriedly brought a black tiger skin ointment, carefully and evenly applied it to the wound of Huo Wuwu, after applying it, Huo Wuwu looked very funny, his hands and feet were white, his limbs were black and white, and his chest was pitch black.

The neck, head, hands, and feet are the edges of the spiritual veins, and there are almost no injuries. The limbs are in the direction of the spiritual veins, and there are not many injuries, except for the places where the spiritual veins of the spiritual pill in the chest and abdomen are dense, the wounds are almost all painted black at most, and the body is clearly divided into several pieces in black and white.

Divided into several pieces, several pieces, divided into blocks, step by step, a flash of inspiration. She had already thought of a way to quench the spirit body through the bottleneck.

The quenching body is irreversible, but it can be done step by step! It's like moving a heavy rock, which can't be moved. You can break it into several pieces and move them one by one, won't you be able to move the stones away?

After making up his mind, Ping An decided to rest for one night, and after cultivating his spiritual power, he began to make a great attempt to get past the bottleneck - the quenching spirit body.

After a night, the fire carefree injury, under the effect of the earth's spiritual power and elixir, was much better. The skin has begun to heal and crust over. Princess Ping'an had a full meal, returned to the secret room, fed the fire and ate two bowls of elixir without worry, and prepared to start.

First, with his left arm, he used his spiritual power to cut off the transmission of blood vessels, spiritual veins, and nerves at his shoulder. Urging the fire spiritual power with his own mind, refining his entire left arm. Fire Wuwu does not feel a trace of pain, but this pain must be borne by someone, and the person who bears it is peace.

In the mind that urged the fire spiritual power, there was a burning pain. The whole left arm was like being roasted over and over again on the fire, and she had to keep fanning the flames, making the fire burn more vigorously, refining this arm to the fullest, forcing out the dirty impurities, so that the arm could be tougher, purer, and contain more spiritual power.

An hour later, the fire spirit power in his arm finally dissipated and scorched. Ping An was freed from the pain, and a layer of black-and-yellow sticky-greasy impurities oozed from the entire left arm of the fire. Looking at this sticky-greasy, Ping An smiled bitterly. She had seen this thing a long time ago, and it was oozing out of her own quenching spirit body, but not as much as Fire Worry-free.

Take a break and wipe the stain off his left arm. Start the right arm..... Legs.... Head.

After refining the head, it was already late at night the next day. Ping An felt that he had never been so hurt or tired. Hold on to the fire to wash your hair, wipe your body, wrap it, and put it comfortably on the cushion.

Ping An was tired to the point of collapse, but he could look at Huo Wuwu's more and more white and smooth face, hands and feet. I felt that no matter how painful and tired it was, it was worth it, after all, this person was saved by himself. It's just that the price of this person is too great, not to mention his own hardships and suffering, Ruitu took out millions of loads of food, and was misunderstood by Huolie, and the most important thing is that he risked a lot of unicorn armor to wear on him.

When the time came, she woke up safely, got up to wash and change her clothes. Returning to the secret room to feed the elixir to Fire Worry-free, he began the final step of quenching the spirit body - quenching Fire Worry-free's chest and abdomen. This is where the elixir is located, the place with the most spiritual veins, and the most difficult step.

From the time of the hour to the time of unitary, it was a full four hours. It can be regarded as a great success, Ping An is tired and happy, but in fact, the unconscious fire is also tired. Ping An put his hand on his lower abdomen, trying to withdraw the unicorn armor. Ping An hesitated, as if the unicorn armor was a bond between the two of them, and it was withdrawn, and in the future, you are you and I are me, and there will be no more to do with it.

But what reason is there not to take it back? Qilin Ruitu blesses the Central Plains, and the sword and armor are united to dominate the world. He has passed the bottleneck and quenched his spirit body, and his body should be fine.

The hand that covered Huo Wuwu's lower abdomen reached out a trace of spiritual power to check his physical condition. The injury is very good, and it can be fully recovered in three to five days, and there will not be a trace of scarring. It's just that the damage of the elixir spirit vein recovers slowly, and it will take about a month.

After he woke up, he was bound to return to the Red Flame (Fire), the Red Flame (Fire) situation was turbulent, and caravan cultivators from all over the country gathered, in case he encountered any danger, using spiritual power, it might aggravate the injury of the spirit pill spirit vein, or even destroy the spirit pill and break the spirit vein, then this little life that he would come back with his hard work would be gone.

When I think of fire worry-free and in danger, I can't bear it. Those who come back after a lot of hard work, and then have an accident, those hardships are not in vain. The unicorn armor protects the body externally, is not afraid of all injuries, protects the spiritual veins of the elixir internally, and can prevent impurities from entering the body. Forget it, I will borrow him to wear it for another month, and when the spirit pill spirit veins heal, I will take it back myself.

Carefully wiped the body of the beautiful little boy again, and picked up the clothes that had been prepared to help him put them on. When he put on his clothes and pants and was helping him to put on the sleeves of his coat, Huo Wuwu woke up.

Huo Wuwu had a long dream, the beginning of the dream was pain, there was fire all around, he wanted to escape, but everywhere was fire, he couldn't escape at all. I can only keep rolling in the fire, opening my mouth to shout, but the fire rushes into my mouth, and I can't make a sound at all.

A burst of spiritual power overwhelmed him, and in an instant he was buried in solid soil, unable to even roll. It felt familiar to him, it was the earth spirit prohibition of the thief of peace. But this time there was only spiritual power, and no one pressed his hand.

He couldn't move, and the fire kept burning him. The fire pained more and more, and there was salty and sticky blood seeping through the earth, drowning him "Don't." He tried to open his mouth to shout, but as soon as his mouth opened, blood poured in, forcing him to drink it one bite at a time.

"Coo-hoo, coo-hoo-hoo. "What sound?" Huo Wuwu looked up, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. I moved, my body fluttering around in the darkness like a leaf blown by the wind.

"Coo-hoo-hoo, coo-hoo-hoo..... The sound became denser and denser, and it was so noisy and noisy! There were too many, what was it calling? In the darkness in the distance, he opened a pair of green eyes, and then opened a pair of ...... More and more, flying towards the fire without worry.

Suddenly, a fire lit up the darkness in front of him, and the fire saw clearly that it was an owl (owl), and countless owls flew towards him with a smile.

"Worry-free, I'm here. Huo turned around without worry, a beautiful and bewitching man, wearing a Vermilion Bird Immortal Costume standing behind him, he held the Red Flame (Fire) Zhenguo artifact - Vermilion Bird Fan.

"Who are you?" asked Huo Wuwu. This person is so familiar!

The man smiled: "Don't be afraid, like me." With a stroke of the Suzaku fan, the flames were overwhelming, and countless owl birds screamed "Goo ~ Goo ~ Goo ~" and fled in all directions.

"Huoyan, stop. With a pleading voice, a woman's voice sounded, and Huo Wuwu turned his head to look, a woman wearing a green dragon fairy costume held a magic staff, looking at Huo Yan with tears in her eyes.

"It's too late, it's too late. Huoyan's voice was weak, and a bolt of lightning flashed through it. A gun passed through the lower abdomen of the flame, and the whole body was a silver-white gun. Flame took the gun and fell from mid-air.

A white shadow jumped up and caught the flames in mid-air: "Please, don't die." Falling to the ground, Huo Wuwu saw clearly, this is a young man wearing a white tiger fairy costume.

The boy buried his head in the flame's chest and kept repeating: "Don't die, please." Don't die......"

Another flash of lightning flashed, and Huo Yan shouted at him with all his strength: "Don't worry, don't be afraid." ”

After the lightning, the world in front of me changed, and a farmer was running in the woods...... Out of nowhere, a huge spider fell on his back, and its finger-thick mouthparts pierced into his neck. The farmer stretched out his hand to the fire: "Save me." ”