"......?!" Feng Xing's pupils shrank again, and he couldn't help but be anxious, and immediately ran his whole body cultivation and forcibly grabbed the Bodhizi. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the result was still the same, and even this time the repulsion force was stronger, and there was a loud roar, forming an invisible force that swept Feng Xing several meters away.

Seeing that he was about to hit the wall, a soft force suddenly appeared, and at the same time he caught Feng Xingde, he easily dissolved the repulsive force.

Before Feng Xing could stand firmly, the air in front of him was distorted, and a white old man walked out of it.

"Ancestor?!" Feng Xing was shocked again, looking at the old man with a smile on his face, who was the ghost-eyed ancestor who had disappeared for a long time?

Feng Xing opened his mouth, and after being shocked, he was about to blurt out a question in his heart, but when the words came to his mouth, they turned into a hasty request: "Ancestor! Please heal Shaozong! ”

After speaking, he hugged his fists and bowed, and made a big salute.

Seeing this, the ghost-eyed ancestor smiled even deeper, but it quickly disappeared, and after turning his eyes to look at Su Jiu, who was still unconscious on the jade bed, he slowly nodded and said, "I already know the general situation, so you can go out." ”

Feng Xing hesitated for a while when he heard this, and he couldn't hide the worried look in his eyes, but he didn't dare to delay the time, and after clasping his fists again, he raised his hand and the bone umbrella that the church had dropped not far away, and he walked out of the spirit cabin with a dodge, and at the same time carefully covered the hatch.

Xueqin was walking over with a storage bag at the moment, and when she saw Feng Xing like this, she couldn't help but be stunned, and she had doubts, so she quickly approached and asked with confusion in her mouth: "Feng Xing, has you changed people again?" ”

The tone is skillful, in the past few months from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave to this Immortal Palace Realm, the disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect are no longer as strangers to each other as before.

Even gradually, many disciples have developed a sense of unity, and they have cooperated very well in dangerous situations again and again, and their overall strength has increased several times.

Hearing his name, Feng Xingcai withdrew his gaze from the closed hatch, and after seeing that the person who came was Xueqin, he immediately restrained his emotions, showed a smile, and nodded in response: "Well, sort of." ”

"Huh?" Listening to Feng Xing, who has always been steady and rigorous, say such an ambiguous reply, Xueqin's footsteps were unconsciously paused, and he couldn't help but be curious while doubting in his heart.

And Feng Xing seems to be in a good mood at the moment?

Xueqin's eyes flashed, and he passed Feng Xing and landed on the closed hatch, a little more probing.

But the spirit cabin itself was engraved with a formation, and with her current cultivation, she couldn't detect the situation inside, so after sweeping it, she withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Feng Xing, waiting for Feng Xing's next words.

Sure enough, after just a breath, Feng Xing smiled again, with a bit of excitement in his tone that he hadn't even noticed: "Old Ancestor is back." ”

"The Ancestor is back?!" Xueqin's eyes widened instantly, and his tone was even more shocked than Feng Xing before: "Ghost Eye Ancestor? ”

"Well, it's the Devil-Eyed Ancestor." Feng Xing nodded and repeated, and then his eyes fell on the dusty storage bag in Xueqin's hand, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"Let's keep it for the time being, there is a ghost eye ancestor, if you need it, you should let us know."

"Hmm." Xueqin nodded, and wanted to ask a few more words, but suddenly thought of something, and after bowing with a fist and leaving a word, he quickly turned around and left.

"I'll go and call back those disciples who went out first."

After all, the ancient forest here is not an ordinary place, it seems to be calm, but in fact it is full of dangers, many ancient relics are coiled, angry mountains and rivers are moving, and there are many scattered cultivators eyeing each other.

Now that the Ancestor has returned, the Shaozong should wake up soon, and there is no need to venture out to find those immortal elixirs.

At the same time, there are some people who have different hearts...... It's time to clean it up, too!

Thinking of this, the blood in the blood qin's eyes flashed, causing the surrounding air to condense a little at this moment.

Why Shaozong was so seriously injured, she knew very well in her heart.

In the melee of the Sword Cultivation Pool, with Shaozong's fierce attack, coupled with his strange body style, he could completely retreat after capturing the fairy sword.

However, she ran around and saved many disciples by risking her life.

If it weren't for Su Jiu, I'm afraid their casualties would have been even heavier.

Most of the disciples who survived the war were grateful to Su Jiu, and completely identified with Su Jiu as a young sect from the bottom of their hearts.

The Blood Lyre is one of them.

However, not everyone knows how to be grateful.

Xueqin's footsteps gradually accelerated, and a jade slip appeared in his hand at some point, flashing and flashing, and he didn't know what news came out.

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And at this time, in the spirit cabin, the Bodhi Zi who was originally suspended in Su Jiu's eyebrows didn't know what means was used by the Ghost Eye Ancestor, but he was actually tightly grasped by the Ghost Eye Ancestor.

The skin on his hands was a little yellow and flabby, but it was still strong, and it seemed that even the air around him was clutched in his hands.

"This is the power of words and spirits......" The Ghost-Eyed Ancestor closed his eyes and carefully perceived it for a moment, before he opened his eyes to look at the Bodhi Seed he was holding in his hand, and its surface was shrouded in a layer of hazy silver.

But at this moment, it seems to have encountered some kind of force squeezing, and it is gradually dissipating.

After sighing, the ghost-eyed ancestor looked at Bodhi Zi with some reluctance, and then looked at Su Jiu, and he didn't know what to mutter, and the momentum of the whole person changed abruptly, and he became serious at this moment.

A supreme aura spread out from around him, curling the hair of his robe.

But it suddenly shrank and disappeared, as if it were just an illusion.

But at the same time, a layer of white spiritual light suddenly gushed out from his palm, and at a strange speed, the Bodhi seed was wrapped in its entirety.

Then it emitted an extremely high temperature, like a flame burning, burning the bodhi seed in it little by little.

Bodhizi seemed to feel threatened, and at the first moment, he trembled, and suddenly burst out with a strong emerald green aura to resist the invasion of the white spirit flame.

However, it was locked tightly, and not even a trace of breath could be overflowed, and if someone else was here, it would be in an uproar and shock.

The Bodhi Seed, which condensed the essence of the Bodhi Divine Tree, could be smelted so easily?

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a heavenly thunder bombardment of the Bodhi Zi that was about to take shape, but it could not shake it in the slightest, how can the scene at this moment not be shocking?

It's a pity that no one knows.

The ghost-eyed ancestor's expression was solemn, and as time passed, a dense cold sweat began to overflow on his forehead, which was obviously not easy, but at this time, the Bodhi seed in the spiritual flame was only slightly blurred.

It wasn't until an hour had passed that an extremely tiny drop of essence liquid was smelted.

As soon as this drop of essence came out, a strong vitality spread in an instant, and in an instant, it filled the entire spirit cabin.

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