Xuan Ling put the winter beaver into the alchemy furnace, and the lid of the alchemy furnace had been removed at the moment, so he could directly see the appearance inside. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

And he himself followed him into the alchemy furnace.

The beaver was so badly injured that he couldn't think of any panacea for the time being.

Except, he!

Xuan Ling's eyes were firm, without the slightest hesitation, and he sat in the alchemy furnace opposite the winter beaver.

At this time, the Dan furnace was steaming hot, and under the Dan furnace, the tongue of fire was licking and striking.

Xuan Ling's hands were sealed, outlining a mysterious and simple pattern, which exuded the old texture of the wilderness, golden and slightly red.

The pattern was smashed into the body of the winter beaver, her rag-like body, and there was no reaction.

Originally, Xuan Ling didn't expect any reaction.

No reaction seems to be the right thing to do.

After the pattern was punched in, suddenly, a golden light rose from the ground where the two of them were.

The whole room is brightly illuminated.

Xuan Ling quickly pulled his fingers, and there was little afterglow between them, and the spirit line was disordered.

I don't know what kind of seal this is outlining.

It's just that the process is unusually slow, and as time passes, Xuan Ling's movements become more and more full, and his face becomes more and more pale.

After all, he didn't cultivate enough.

The tribulation period was not enough for him to complete this secret method.

But now, apart from this secret method, there seems to be no way to save the winter beaver.

So, he can only do that.

It's just that there is still a long way to go before the secret method is completed, and now he has the phenomenon of physical exhaustion!

This is definitely not a good sign!

In the end, Xuan Ling's face was gloomy, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the magic seal was no longer knotted, and was just put aside.

Fortunately, even so, this seal will not dissipate.

And he himself quickly took out a vermilion fruit, which was red in color and very smooth, and looked appetizing.

And Xuan Ling didn't say anything else, just put the fruit in his mouth at once, and then swallowed it.

Suddenly, the surrounding spiritual power suddenly changed abnormally.

Xuan Ling's eyes struggled, and he took a deep look at the winter beaver and then climbed out of the alchemy furnace where the winter beaver was.

After leaving the alchemy furnace, Xuan Ling returned to his bed, sat down cross-legged, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and fell into cultivation.

He has already reached the level of impacting Mahayana, and he has not been impacted because he feels that it is not yet time, and he wants to be stable.

And just now, after realizing that his cultivation was not enough to support the completion of the secret method.

Xuan Ling knew that he had to make a decision quickly.

So, he decided to start attacking Mahayana right away.

Moreover, only Mahayana can give the winter beaver a chance to live.

It's just that this impact on Mahayana is really not just talking.

He didn't know if he would be able to wait until he was done, but now he had to gamble.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ling was no longer distracted, and sank his heart into the impact process.

The spiritual power was terrifyingly surging, and he was now tightly wrapped in spiritual power like a cicada chrysalis.

If he hadn't been able to feel his breath, no one who saw him would have thought he was alive.

The cicada chrysalis is surging as if it has vitality, as if the life inside is about to break out of the cocoon.

Xuan Ling slowly explored the laws and mysteries between heaven and earth, this process was difficult, he had to have enough patience.

The sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the chirping of birds, the sound of fish sliding.

These voices rang in my ears so clearly.

What Xuan Ling has to do is to capture their laws.

When the wind blows, the leaves move, so how does the wind blow?

Is the Heavenly Dao pushing that?

Birds chirp because they have discovered something new or because they are afraid?

And the carefree swimming of the fish, the murmuring of the water, what is the reason for these?

The answer doesn't seem to matter.

It was as if he had suddenly taken a fancy to the winter beaver, which was unreasonable and somewhat unreasonable.

If it doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense.

Xuan Ling felt that this was not bad.

And at a certain moment when he thought so, there was a sudden "pop" sound in his body.

It seems that something has been washed away.

It was as if the upper reaches of the river, which had been besieged for a long time, had finally opened a fence, and the water was surging downward.

And Xuan Ling's body is full of tons of spiritual power surging.

The furious spiritual power brought the pain of the meridians being torn apart.

It hurts, as if the whole person is going to be torn into several pieces.

Xuan Ling endured the pain, and slowly mobilized the spiritual power that could still be used to appease those violent spiritual powers.

This process was extremely long, and it took Xuan Ling three days to finally complete.

Combined with the time of the previous impact, six days have passed.

And at the moment when he completed his Mahayana cultivation, the sky suddenly covered with clouds, and Xuan Ling knew that this was a thunder tribulation.

He didn't dare to vaguely run out of the cave, and then found a secret place to meet the next thunderstorm.

Because of the particularity of his identity, Xuan Ling was not afraid of this thunder tribulation at all, or it could be said that this thunder tribulation could not hurt him at all.

So, soon, he survived the thunderstorm.

And Mu Tian, who was watching the thunder tribulation from a distance, suddenly found that this thunder tribulation was a little terrifying.

Even a glance from a distance made his mind flutter, and his soul ached faintly.

I don't know, what kind of cultivation Xuan Ling is.

And, isn't he saving the winter civet?

How did you run out?

But he said that Xuan Ling, after he got better, he immediately rushed over and entered the cave.

Without saying anything, he rushed directly into the alchemy furnace.

Mu Tian outside the door only felt a gust of wind blowing.

Now that Xuan Ling's cave is closed, he can't easily enter, and he can only pin his hopes on Xuan Ling.

Whether it's public or private, the winter beaver can't have an accident.

Otherwise, the Taoist would have to kill him. And the winter beaver person, Mu Tian likes her very much.

The two have long been good friends, and Mu Tian doesn't want something to happen to the winter beaver.

And now it's just prayer.

Hopefully the beaver will be okay.

Mu Tian sighed. Inside, after Xuan Ling entered, his hands quickly began to seal.

He is now in the early stage of Mahayana, and his spiritual power is very abundant.

I guess it's done.

But Xuan Ling still underestimated the difficulty of the secret method after all.

Since it is a secret method, it originally requires extremely strong cultivation and spiritual power to complete.

And now, Xuan Ling's cultivation is obviously not enough.

But he had no other way but to continue to use the spiritual ore mined in the veins to provide spiritual power, and only then did he barely complete the seal.

It's just that the process took him almost three days.

And in the past few days, the face of the winter beaver has become more and more pale, and it is almost hanging by a thread.

Xuan Ao's complicated seal submerged into the body of the winter beaver, and seeing that Xuan Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, he sat in the alchemy furnace and gasped for breath.

When he had enough gasp, he calmed down and reached out to uncover the beaver's coat.

After a while, the underwear was also lowered to Xuan Ling's chest, and a piece of snow white on the winter beaver's chest appeared in Xuan Ling's eyes.

It was so beautiful, but Xuan Ling's gaze did not change.

He stretched out his hand, and the nail of his little finger scratched the snow-white chest of winter, and suddenly, there were bright red blood beads gushing out.

As soon as Xuan Ling's hand left the winter beaver's chest, a red line of blood followed his fingers and was pulled out.

It's like a red thread.

At this time, Xuan Ling's other hand suddenly thrust into his chest, and when he took it out again, there was also a blood line following.

Xuan Ling had a red blood line in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he tied the two blood lines together, and tied a strange knot.

The knot is quite good-looking, and under his slender hands, it looks like a small red flower.

It's especially beautiful.

But if you look closely, you can see that the color of the blood line of the winter beaver is relatively light.

As the knot was tied, a red blood mist suddenly surged from Xuan Ling's body.

Slowly permeated the entire alchemy furnace.

The blood mist became thicker and thicker, and in the end, the shadows of the winter beaver and the Xuan Ling could not be seen directly.

But the mist did not dissipate, only around the beaver and the spirit.

In this mist, Xuan Ling's face became more and more pale, and in the end, he almost couldn't support it.

The beaver's face became more and more ruddy, and in the end, the wounds on her body were slowly healing by themselves.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ling obviously finally let go of his heart.

The two sat opposite each other like this, until the blood mist dissipated, Xuan Ling cheered up, and his hands began to seal again, this time it was relatively smooth, and it was quickly sealed, and Xuan Ling also pushed this seal into the body of the winter beaver.

After doing all this, Xuan Ling fainted with no physical strength.

When he woke up again, the beaver hadn't woken up yet.

And the liquid in the alchemy furnace has long been boiled dry.

Xuan Ling sat in the alchemy furnace, took out a set of clothes from the storage space, and then slowly changed into them.

After changing, he took the winter beaver in his arms and then came out of the alchemy furnace.

The winter beaver is in good shape now, at least the difficulties of life have passed.

Although covered in blood.

Xuan Ling showed a comfortable smile, although he was full of exhaustion, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

Even he doesn't know this kind of self.

A low laugh came from Xuan Ling's chest, and after placing the winter fox on the bed, Xuan Ling took off her coat.

Linyi thought about it but didn't care, it was because he wanted to save her that he took off his underwear to his chest, but now it's not good to do it anymore.

took out a quilt from the storage space and carefully tucked it for the winter beaver before Xuan Ling sat down cross-legged and cultivated.

This time is also a lot of loss for him, so Xuan Ling needs to meditate to recover.

But fortunately, no one in this space has been able to hurt him, even now.

On this trip, the winter beaver lay down for almost three months.

Bamboo branches, wind wings, and Mu Tian almost all settled at the gate of Xuanling's cave.

Although Xuan Ling had asked him to come in to see the situation of the winter beaver before, in order to know the news of the winter beaver's awakening as soon as possible, he directly stayed with the bamboo branch wind wing and them temporarily.

And the magic weapon of the winter beaver, because only the winter beaver can move, so they can only let the house be left there.

It was in the middle of the night when the winter fox woke up, and she opened her eyes in a daze, and the darkness in front of her was a little uncomfortable.

I can vaguely see a figure in front of me, as if I am sitting and meditating?

Winter Beaver wanted to gather her spiritual power to observe who the person in front of her was, but when she was about to mobilize her spiritual power, she found that her body was empty!

No spiritual power!

How could her spiritual power be gone?

Winter Beaver felt the condition of her body, and her whole body was now fine, as if she had endless power.

But why don't you have spiritual power?

The winter beaver braced himself and remembered, but as soon as he moved, a pair of hands were placed on his sides.

"Wake up? How do you feel? You've been in a coma for a long time. ”

This voice is very familiar, and the winter beaver sounds like the voice of Xuan Ling, but how could Xuan Ling be in her room?

"I," the moment he spoke, the winter beaver frowned.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and after a while she got used to it, she asked, "Why are you in my room?

Xuan Ling didn't know what to do, a hand left one side of her body, and the next moment, a glass of water was brought to the mouth of the winter beaver.

The rim of the cup with the scent of sycamore wood pressed against the lips of the winter beaver.

And a bony hand touched her chin so lightly.

She opened her mouth, and a stream of sweet, warm liquid flowed down her mouth.

Suddenly, my throat was much better.

After drinking the water, the winter beaver withdrew with the cup in his hand.

And with that the hand on the chin, and the temperature on the hand.

A faint sense of loss suddenly came to my heart.

But the beaver didn't show it.

At this time, I heard the voice say: "This is my cave, I have put away your sword embryo for you, how do you feel now?"

The beaver felt a little dizzy in his head.

"I feel pretty good now, but I don't have spiritual power in my body. ”

Because she had no spiritual power, she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly, but she vaguely knew by feeling that it was a mysterious spirit.

The smell of the body, and the voice of the voice.

are all the same as Xuan Ling.

The figure in front of him seemed to be groaning.

The silence of this scene made the winter beaver feel a little frightened, and finally only heard Xuan Ling laugh softly and leaned over to fold the quilt for her.

"Go to sleep, and you'll be up tomorrow. ”

The beaver blinked and lay back obediently, but she didn't want to sleep at this time.

She couldn't really see what the dark shadow above her head looked like, but she could feel the fiery gaze.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: Is the person in front of me really a mysterious spirit?

How does it feel strange?

When did Xuan Ling become so gentle with her?

"You talk to me, I can't sleep. ”

The winter beaver looked at the figure in front of him with wide eyes, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"Well, good. ”

Immediately a voice was heard from above.

When the beaver saw it, the figure seemed to straighten up.

Then there was a rustling sound.

After a while, the figure suddenly lay down, and just like that, he pulled the quilt off the winter beaver and covered himself.

His hand fished out the winter beaver and got closer to him.

The beaver could clearly hear his heart pounding.

It rang so clearly in my ears and knocked on the heart of the winter beaver.

In an instant, the winter beaver blushed cheeks!