She bowed slowly and said apologetically: "I hope that the true monarch will forgive the sin, and the junior will leave the Bian family." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Bian Hongjun raised his head slightly, still expressionless.

Bian Changkuo was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this woman to be so powerful, but now she is talking to Bian Hongjun, and he is not easy to interject, but his face is getting darker and darker.

Bian Hongjun looked at her for a moment, Mo Qiqi stabilized his mind, maintaining the look of guilt on his face, Bian Xianya has always looked at Mo Qiqi unpleasantly, Bian Hongjun didn't know, it's just such a trivial matter, he was too lazy to care, waved his hand and said: "A named disciple, she is disrespectful to her seniors, she should die, how are your meridians recovering?"

Mo Qiqi's heart was cold, at the time of the auction, he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy the fragments of Taoist ware to make jewelry, but now there is no use value, and it is very simple to abandon it.

She knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to leave the Bian family openly, at least until the prohibition in her mind was lifted, unless it hurt her life, she would always stay here.

So he got off the donkey down the slope, with a faint apology on his face, and said, "It's almost recovered." ”

"Well, after a few days of recuperation, Benjun is going to go out, and when he comes back, he will cleanse the spirit yuan, and you are ready. Mo Qiqi originally washed the flame in that wisp of Lingyuan to almost nothing, for a long time, he was able to suppress it by himself, during this time, he didn't even go to the cold jade bed, just by virtue of this, Mo Qiqi's position in his heart was more than many people in the clan.

"Yes. ”

Seeing Mo Qiqi responding, he said again: "You go back, if you need anything, you can tell the treasury." ”

He remembered that he seemed to have said this several times, but she didn't seem to ask for it once, he was a little surprised by his patience, as if he was admonished, he got used to it, and as soon as he was not careful, the words came out of his mouth, waved his hand, and let the two leave.

The young master spoke, and Bian Changkuo didn't dare to make any more trouble, so he said goodbye with a smile, and then glanced at Mo Qiqi with a dark face, and left.

Back to Zilanyuan, she cooperated with the Xuannu Duel's physical skills, practiced the reincarnation of the aura of eighty-one days, thinking that Bian Hongjun had said that she would work in a few days, so she didn't open the furnace for alchemy, and then combed the fifty copies of Yangyuan Dan materials sent by the Bian family's treasury in the storage bag with wood aura one by one.

The medicinal materials that can be included in the warehouse by the Bian family must have been combed, and the medicinal materials that have been sorted out in this way are generally directly used by the monks next to them to refine, but Mo Qiqi has always had to repeat this process again, and the medicinal materials after combing with her own aura have a higher affinity with herself, and after she combed the medicinal materials, she can also understand the subtle differences of the medicinal materials in more detail.

After all, there will not be two identical leaves in the world, and there will be no two pillars of medicinal materials that are exactly the same, in the process of refining, subtle superdifferences can determine the success or failure of a furnace of elixir, although this thing is cumbersome, but it is not useless.

In fact, as long as she calms down, it is the same wherever she cultivates, if she is not detained here in the Bian family, if she is in retreat in Changshengdu by herself, her life is just like this, and when she is tired here, she can still see the intrigue of the maidservants, which is a special taste...... It's just that she is probably used to being wild, and occasionally breathes in the yard, and always feels that the sky enclosed by the courtyard wall is not so blue, and the air is not so fresh.

Xu has been a person for a long time, and occasionally she still misses the days in the 100,000 mountains, the Tao is natural, dry and orderly, and it is called a comfort.

After a few days of leisure, Bian Hongjun came to invite her over.

This time, she had already prepared and discussed with Qinglianmu, when Bian Hongjun injected Lingyuan into her body, Qinglianmu skillfully intercepted it, and the rest was dragged by Mo Qiqi, passed through the meridians twice, and then returned to Bian Hongjun.

If there is a little less Lingyuan, it will naturally have an impact on cultivation, and it is impossible for Bian Hongyun not to even notice this.

He was originally a fire spirit root, and the flame spirit bead was a special treasure of the fire system, which was originally the best nourishing thing for him, if it was refined well, it would be inexhaustible, but it was really good to clash with his exercises, and the partial fire spirit bead could not be taken out, and gradually merged with him, Bian Hongjun was already the perfect cultivation of the Yuan Infant, because of the special relationship in this world, he had progressed.

But the flame that the Yan Lingzhu spits out to him every day has nowhere to be eliminated, and as a fire spirit root, it is also a little funny to guard the suffering of burning himself in the fire every day.

Although the flame qi will cause him a burning feeling, it can also improve his cultivation, the washed spirit yuan is two points weaker than before the transmission, and the green lotus wood does not move much at one time, the inflammation and poison in the body are relieved, and the lack of such a little spirit element, Bian Hongjun will not notice it for a while.

Even if he noticed it one day, he would not suspect Mo Qiqi's head, if his brain hole was bigger, he would probably think that it was Yan Lingzhu who burned his spirit yuan.

After all, other people's spirit yuan, for monks, is not to fuse if they want to, just like the blood of the blood type that does not match, there is no need to transfuse indiscriminately, it will go wrong, the light will be damaged by cultivation, and the heavy will be a life, which is also the reason why he is so bold that he dares to inject spirit yuan into people's bodies at will.

Coming back from Bian Hongjun, she first used the spiritual liquid secreted by the green lotus wood to repair the somewhat burned meridians, and looked at the group of spiritual yuan after the refining of the green lotus wood, she thought about it, and did not absorb it immediately, but used the spiritual energy to gather it up and put it in a certain place in the dantian.

Qinglian Mu was a little puzzled, stretched out the roots of the tree, kicked the ball like a ball, and kicked the aura mass.

Refining Bian Hongjun's aura group can indeed improve cultivation safely, quickly and without side effects, frankly speaking, this thing is very attractive, and Mo Qiqi also likes it, but it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, because this cultivation method is so easy to use, she is afraid that if she does not control it, she will slowly degenerate in the future, and then become a crooked evil way that kills people and takes away the yuan to cultivate.

Qinglianmu may not dislike her because of this, but she doesn't want to become like that, of course, according to her temperament, even if she refines a few spiritual elements, she may not become such a person, but inertia is slowly cultivated, you can be lazy, who wants to work hard.

Just like taking drugs, she doesn't know if she can quit in the future, and she doesn't want to use such a thing to test her perseverance for the time being, so she simply doesn't touch it, anyway, Lingyuan is intercepted and hoarded there, and she can't say that she will use it one day.