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"Xiao Lian, haven't you entered the Spirit Disciple Realm yet?" Anyway, there was still some time to rest, Mochizuki touched Ouyang Lian's head and asked softly.

"Master!!" Ouyang Lian raised his head aggrievedly, there seemed to be a layer of mist in his big eyes, which was pitiful, and people couldn't wait to hold it in his arms and love him well.

Mochizuki feigned anger and said, "This light dance is also true, why are you so strict, I'll talk about her later!"

"Don't master!" Ouyang Lian hurriedly grabbed Mochizuki, "Actually, the light dance teacher is very good, the strict teacher is a high apprentice, and Xiao Lian will soon step into the realm of spiritual disciples." ”

"Well, yes, come on, if you don't understand, you can ask Jack. ”

Jack listened to Qingwu's words very much, took out a pen and paper, and tirelessly copied the trick of the sky. Mochizuki was also very curious about this Deception Formula, and Qingwu also said a few words to her, it seems that this Deception Technique was created by a master who is also a master of the Hegemony of Force, and it is the most suitable for the cultivation of the Hegemony of Force, Huo Xinchen is also a type of body refining, and he is also a little interested in this Tyrant Technique.

Mochizuki took the Deception Recipe on the paper copied by Jack, and looked at it with taste, and put it down in disappointment after reading half of it, although this Deception Recipe is not good, but it is not very suitable for the body of the dragon warrior, I believe that the light dance will also have more advanced and more suitable exercises for yourself.

After so much time and space shuttle, she was actually a little tired, so she returned to the cabin that Qingwu had arranged for herself to meditate, trying to adjust her best state and strive to succeed in her cultivation tomorrow.

There is no time limit for practitioners to meditate, so many people meditate for days at a time, completely forgetting the time. When the news of the light dance came, Mochizuki opened his eyes, couldn't help but clench his fists, and smiled with satisfaction, his current state was so good that he couldn't be better, and his spiritual power had also increased slightly after these days of fighting.

Light Dance called Mochizuki to the third layer, and the five ghost pets of the Void Refining Realm respectfully prostrate on the ground, and the palm of the originally injured skeleton man did not know how to heal.

The five ghost pets of the Realm of Refining Void formed a circle, and in the circle was a wooden barrel with a diameter of about two meters. The barrel is as fresh and green as a flawless jade, and the barrel exudes a strong vitality.

The light dance, on the other hand, floats above the barrel and puts in some material from time to time.

"Master, please change your clothes, the medicated bath is about to be adjusted, and you can start immediately!" Hearing Mochizuki's footsteps, Qingwu raised her head, and smiled at Mochizuki with a slight bead of sweat on her little face.

Hearing this, Mochizuki nodded, and quickly took off his dress, Mochizuki looked at his suffocating naked~ body, and couldn't help but sigh again at the gift of the creator, although it was not the first time she had seen this body, but every time she looked at it, it was still a small heart.

Every inch of skin exudes an alluring luster like porcelain, the jade peak is not big or small, just right, there is no trace of fat on the flat abdomen, smooth and tender like the most exquisite satin, which makes people love it.

When Qingwu threw the last herb into the tub and floated away from the top of the tub, she gestured to Mochizuki.

Mochizuki took a deep breath, now that the liquid was mixed purple, his divine sense swept over, and he could feel that the energy inside was chaotic but it was secretly in line with the rules of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which was very mysterious.

Mochizuki Yuzu lightly tapped the medicinal bath, and immediately a hot feeling surged up, as if the part of his rain liquid contact was about to melt.

And it's very incredible, obviously this medicinal bath still exudes a cold breath, and there is a trace of cold, but the inside is extremely hot, and if it is tightly touched, it feels like it is going to melt.

But how could Mochizuki escape from the battle, it must not be easy to create such a powerful physique, took a deep breath, and the whole person jumped directly into the bathtub without the slightest hesitation.

Qingwu didn't hesitate when she saw Mochizuki, her little face was full of pride, this is her master!

As Mochizuki jumped in, the liquid in the bath bucket also splashed out, and seeing this, the light dance gestured to the Ghost King Flying Skull, and the Ghost King Flying Skull was ordered to open its dark mouth, and an invisible wind lifted the spilled potions back into the bath tub.

"Really, it's just one of the drops, it's a sky-high price outside, it's a waste, it's good to have me!"

"Ahh

"The first step, refining dirt!" came from the solemn voice of the light dance, and at this time Mochizuki had an urge to escape, but she was horrified to find that the control of her body was not in her hands, but she could feel the feeling that her body was melting extremely quickly.

And there was still darkness in front of her, and she couldn't even open her eyes, and as the sound of light dancing fell, Mochizuki felt countless warm currents pouring into her internal organs from all directions.

Fortunately, at this time, Mochizuki's divine thoughts were still there, she looked inside her body, and found that her body was simply terrible, and her internal organs turned into a puddle of liquid, and she was surprised to find that countless small chains were shuttling in her body, and there were tiny runes on the chains.

There was an ancient vicissitudes of life in his ears, this voice was a light dance, and this language was very similar to the spell that Xiao Ya had fused with Mochizuki at the beginning.

As the spell was remembered, the chains were neatly woven through the entrails, sewing the entrails back together like silk threads, and as they turned into part of the entrails, they could no longer be noticed.

This process is undoubtedly very painful, but now Mochizuki doesn't even have the sound of shouting, and the whole person is confused, but the pain that can tear the soul is very clearly conveyed to himself.

"The second step, practice blood!"

Mochizuki felt that his skin was cut open, and something seemed to flow out of his body, and then a cold liquid returned to his body, the heat of his internal organs, and the coldness of his blood, which made Mochizuki feel the discomfort and pain of the two heavens of ice and fire.

The Sanskrit sound in Qingwu's mouth seems to have a magical power, whenever she feels that she can't hold it, the Sanskrit sound will inexplicably make her wake up suddenly, so that the urge to can't sleep is a little lighter.

At this time, she felt as if she was dying, completely relying on her perseverance and the light dancing Sanskrit sound to hang her breath.