Without raising his incomparably clever head, Qiao Mengchen also knew that he was standing in the shade of the ancient tree and had inadvertently acquired its magical power. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At a height of more than ten meters above the ground, the sparse leaves of the ancient tree are in the shape of almonds, resembling the leaves of a poplar tree that are one size larger. The trunk of the old tree, uncovered by leaves, was black as if it had died, and some of the recesses were oozing with slimy liquid. And in the high places where there are branches and leaves, the trunk is white and flawless, and the dark roots underneath are nothing short of different.

Could the black part be caused by the inclusion of too much exhaust gas? It can be inferred from this that the ancient tree did not know how many years it had hidden dirt and dirt, and how many black pots it had carried for others, before it became so embarrassed. So, these two trees are actually magic weapons for improving a cultivator's inner body and regulating a cultivator's aura?

The longer you stand, the more you feel the tree. The ancient tree selflessly dedicates the breath that cannot be seen but touched, and the human body is covered by layers of sweat. Qiao Mengchen simply stripped himself naked, and enjoyed this unexpected bath with joy. With the help of this strong and beneficial ancient tree qi, it is also possible to do the same, and it is taken care of both inside and outside, and it is healthier to wash.

The impurities in the body have been discharged once in the Suolongjing, and the internal qi has been washed once in the high-temperature five-color stone liquid, and the sea of qi has begun to open the rudiments of divine consciousness, and it has the conditions to open its own potential. Of course, all of this is thanks to Ao Maojiu's nonsense, and it is also gratifying that Qiao Mengchen's physical foundation is different from all nether people, so that he can easily cross the stage that is difficult for ordinary people to advance. Now, according to Mu Chongsheng's wishes, he is ready to knock on the door of the cultivation realm.

The last trace of residual poison left by the qi fangs was uprooted into the veins of the ancient tree with the moistening and replacement of the tree qi, and the red smiling face was very conspicuous in the dark environment.

Even the bite marks have been transferred? This black spirit is a little too vicious, isn't it? What did you eat to grow up?

Refreshed, it didn't take long for a new wave of more severe hunger to be overwhelmed. His hands and feet were so trembling that he could barely put on his clothes, Qiao Mengchen reluctantly returned to the house with his arms, and deceived himself by rummaging through the jumpsuit, what if someone left him a piece and a half of bread?

How can there be so many surprises?

Knock, the courtyard door sounded.

Could it be that they brought food?

No, it's fists and insults that are sent.

There were a few bangs, the door didn't open, and there were three people on the courtyard wall. The person who came was Tan Li, and behind him, the masked man and the tall man who had made Qiao Mengchen suffer stood with cold faces. The masked man's name is Mo Youyu, and the tall man is called Li Qiangwei, both of whom are the best among the second-generation disciples of the Shape God Sect.

What do you want to do? Qiao Mengchen turned around and ran, but unfortunately his hands and feet were not good, and he fell down before he could take the first step.

He held his hands on the ground and tried to get up and fight back. Bang, the back of the head was hit again, and he was dizzy and his blood was churning. For a moment, there was silence behind him, giving Qiao Mengchen the illusion that the enemy had left. He had just tilted his head, and a cloud of dirt and ash came to his face, fascinating his eyes, mouth, and nose for a moment.

Nima, killing people is not a nod to the ground, what are these three brutes going to do? Qiao Mengchen straightened up desperately, regardless of whether he could see it or not, and swung his fist towards the silhouette closest to him. Halfway through the fight, the fist was wrapped in a larger palm, and it was sent back as a gift to the master's family—

One, two, three...... Qiao Mengchen's face allowed his fist to be punched more than a dozen times. This time, it's not just a gold star in his eyes, it seems that even his brains are about to be knocked out!

In a daze, Qiao Mengchen saw the beater's face clearly: he had long hands and feet.

He didn't want to be bullied by Li Qiang, but he couldn't help himself, just like a nether person who had suffered a soul curse, how could he be perfect under anesthesia? Confused, his hands and feet did not listen to the call, and he did not know where the breath of the demon dragon was hiding, and he saw that his master was in danger, but he did not come out to protect the master and save him.

He didn't know that everything was the dust that covered his mouth and nose. Tan Li and the others had already discovered that the demon dragon qi hidden in Qiao Mengchen's body was arrogant, and it must have suffered if it was provoked. Therefore, the medicinal powder prepared in advance can seal the dragon's breath and confuse the victim, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Once upon a time, when fighting on the rivers and lakes, if you use auxiliary tools such as lime, you must be looked down upon. The people of the Shape God Sect are very old-fashioned, in order not to provoke the dragon qi and burn themselves, after thinking about it, they used a unique secret weapon: Fenfen.

The people of the upper realm disdain to do heavy physical work, such as moving bricks and stones, sowing and harvesting, digging canals and building roads, etc., basically relying on various spirit beasts to complete. There are loggerhead turtles who carry stones, there are flame snakes who harvest crops, and there are nest peaks who engage in civil construction. Although he works hard and complains, he can work a lot, and the spirit beasts who have attained the Tao also have times when they are not happy. In order to prevent them from causing trouble, the powder came into being.

The main raw materials of the powder are dried black cockroaches and pith mosquito wings, and after the amount is collected, it is stirred into the medicine with divine sense. Once the beast spirits are sealed with powder, they lose their temper and can only sell coolies honestly.

Immortals also have a dark side.

As soon as the powder came out, Qiao Mengchen's breath veins were sealed, and the way of the dragon's breath was cut off. Especially unexpectedly, Qiao Mengchen also had the sequelae of anesthesia.

Aliens and mortals have no beast spirits, and powder has no effect. But Qiao Mengchen's external manifestation is the appearance of being fascinated! The more he beats, the stronger he is, the more he is afraid, how can a big living person be like this?

Tan Li looked at it coldly, Qiao Mengchen's face was bruised, his eyes were blue, and his head was swollen like a pig's head. Maybe it was because he saw Qiao Mengchen slumped to the ground, without the slightest resistance, Mo Youyu next to him hurriedly grabbed Li Qiangwei: "Okay, okay, killed...... The Second Highness will blame it, and you and I may be unlucky. ”

"Who wants this kid to be such a dish......?

Tan Li shook his head: "Something is wrong, the aura of the demon dragon is too powerful, maybe the human dragon is one, and it is unknown......"

Mo Youyu and the others were greatly surprised, in their rich experience, when had they ever seen such a freak who violated the laws of heaven and earth actually be able to transform an incompatible beast qi into a part of the human body's qi veins! Li Qiang didn't shake his hand, like a strong electric body, he couldn't help but open his clenched fist, making Qiao Mengchen's hand hang down softly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just speculating......" Tan Li probed Qiao Mengchen's snort and relaxed slightly.

"When His Second Highness sees his appearance tomorrow, he will definitely come to the door to ask for guilt......"

Tan Li smiled yin: "It depends on what His Royal Highness thinks...... His Highness is on our side, and he will consider it. ”

The three of them left, and the blood broke through the encirclement of the powder, leaving red furrows on Qiao Mengchen's face. After suffering an unprecedented blow, Qiao Mengchen finally realized what life is better than death. When the sky was dark, the index and middle fingers moved, and Qiao Mengchen, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, woke up with difficulty.

He looked up and tried to spit out the blood in his mouth, but his strength was not enough, and there was a lot of blood, and more than half of the blood he spit out was left at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't lift his hand, so he pressed his face to the ground and let his chin dry on the ground a few times. With a quick respite, he used his hands and feet to crawl back into the shabby and desperately shabby room.

The moon was on the top, and the white light remained on his body through the window. Qiao Mengchen looked up at the watery moonlight, and a tear flowed from the corner of his swollen eye.

Early the next morning, the three suns shone brightly on the courtyard, and there were no dead ends. Under the ancient tree, Qiao Mengchen is being baptized by something made in heaven. He had been "bathing" for nearly an hour, and as the tree qi circulated throughout his body, the scars left by yesterday were miraculously healing. The swollen and bruised corners of the eyes, the broken bridge of the nose, and the bruised cheeks all quickly recovered as before, except for the blood marks from the fingernails.

He didn't try to open the door and leave the hospital, Mu Chongsheng's bullshit seal was basically ineffective against the Shape God Sect, but it was an unsolvable problem for him.

As soon as he finished taking care of it, His Royal Highness Mu Chongsheng appeared, followed by two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, and the three of them had a relaxed expression of talking and laughing. Mu Chongsheng changed into a set of coats, but the placket and cuffs of the clothes were still greasy, and the corners of his mouth were also oily, as if he had just eaten pig's trotters.

As soon as he saw the sloppy nobleman's oily face, regardless of how dirty his clothes were, Qiao Mengchen stepped forward and grabbed him: "You want to kill Lao Tzu, don't you? Come on, it's better to have a good time now! Don't play tricks in secret!"

Mu Chongsheng didn't resist either, and let him push around. The man in the back was anxious, and his index finger reached out in the air, and he froze Qiao Mengchen, who had an increasingly violent temperament.

"Let him go, let him vent. The second elder of the Mu family waved his sleeves and lifted Qiao Mengchen's immobilization: "If he has a good temper, he won't be able to help us." ”

The Second Highness spoke, and the man naturally did not dare to disobey. Taking this opportunity, the middle-aged woman looked Qiao Mengchen up and down, and her face showed incomprehension.

"This person is described as haggard, but there is a strange pulse that does not resemble the aura of my realm lingering in his body, and this pulse is like a demon and a ghost...... It's so elusive, I don't know why. The woman did not shy away from expressing her opinion in front of Qiao Mengchen.

"Otherwise, no," the middle-aged man shook his head, "it must be the nether people who are indiscriminately supplementing, causing their qi to be confused...... Your Highness, please see, his right forehead is bruised, and there are red spots in the Fengchi acupoint, which is the disease of both qi and blood and excessive yang energy, which must be the sequelae left by taking elixirs such as Liuxian Zhi. ”

Yes, although they have their own opinions, they have basically figured out Qiao Mengchen's stubborn illness and are a little knowledgeable.

Mu Chongsheng nodded slightly, suddenly noticed the finger marks on Qiao Mengchen's face, and hurriedly asked what kind of pulse this was. The two idiot men and women hurriedly approached to observe carefully, and at the same time said, "It is caused by external forces, it doesn't matter."

"Did the people from the Shape God Sect come to harass you?" Mu Chongsheng stared at Qiao Mengchen's eyes.

"Why are you sleepwalking and scratching yourself, can't you?"

Crying, crying, and fake hands are not considered men. There are anger and resentment hidden deep in the heart, and they are left to settle accounts after the autumn. Good boy, count yourself ruthless!