After three months of conditioning, the middle-aged man was thunderous and ready to start treating his injuries. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Night Wind Thunder didn't intend to let too many people in the organization know about their use of the 'Heaven Returning Creation Pill' to treat Dust Wind's injuries. If possible, the dust wind can be cured, restore the previous talent, and even go further, then the Night Organization will usher in a genius young cultivator with a super spiritual sense, cultivate it, and may become a supreme killer in the future, which is not a good thing for the night, which is also one of the reasons why he is willing to use the 'Creation Return to Heaven Pill'. He naturally doesn't believe how good the young man's qualifications are, but he believes in Lao Lou's vision, although Lao Lou's realm skills are not top-notch, but his eyesight is indeed unique, and there is another point, that is, his daughter Ye Fengxue hopes that his father can save the dust, which he can't refuse.

A rare place, lined with trees, here the aura is abundant, the rich aura is like the substance, the perennial fog is hazy, this is a treasure of the night organization, used by the core disciples to cultivate, today it is used as a place to treat the dust wind, everyone is forbidden to approach, it is listed as a forbidden place.

In the depths of the woods, there is a spring, and a thick spiritual spring sprays out from it, which is the spring of spiritual energy in this mountain forest, and it is also the source of spiritual energy.

"Dad, we're here." Ye Fengxue and a group of five people came here, and Lao Lou and Ye Fengyu carefully placed the unconscious dust wind next to the spiritual spring. "Well, you guys go down, set up the formation, seal off this place, don't let anyone get near here, I'm going to start treating him." The middle-aged man said majestically.

"Yes, landlord." The three of them retreated into the distance and did what they had to do.

"With the Huitian Creation Pill as the mainstay, the spiritual spring as the pavement, and my Night Wind Thunder will treat you in the center, even if you are a waste person, after washing your muscles and cutting the marrow, you will become a genius, boy, don't let me down." Night Wind Thunder stood in front of Dusty Wind and muttered. The middle-aged man stood quietly for a while, took a deep breath, the vitality in his body flowed, his hair was windless and automatic, and he looked like he had an elegant temperament out of the dust, and the dust wind in front of him slowly floated up, just lying on top of that spiritual spring, the night wind thunder clenched his fist with one hand, at this moment, the void was imprisoned within a radius of ten miles, and the aura within ten miles was raging like a rushing river, boiling, as if the essence of the aura began to converge towards the body of the dust wind, constantly washing the body of the dust wind, with this hand alone, The middle-aged man deserves the title of grandmaster, and his skills are extraordinary. This situation has been maintained for three days, three days later, the aura within a radius of ten miles is more intense, almost turning into raindrops, at this moment, the middle-aged man moved again, one hand into a palm, backhand to the sky, if the previous aura boiled like a rushing river, now the aura is like a hungry beast out to feed, see the prey, began to rage, all the aura began to converge towards the dust wind, slowly formed a large cocoon, the dust wind wrapped, from a distance like a huge light source, There was a black substance floating out of the middle, it was the impurities on the body of the dust wind, the middle-aged man was washing the essence of the dust wind, this situation lasted for seven days, plus the first three days, a full ten days.

"Almost." The middle-aged man muttered to himself. Immediately afterwards, the night wind thunder shook his hand and took out a pill from his hand, the pill was simple and unpretentious, and there was nothing peculiar at first glance, but in the hands of the night wind and thunder, it was slowly catalyzed, and a spiritual pressure rose suddenly, and the aura of the riot around it suddenly stopped, and then it became even more violent, and the night wind thunder did not hesitate, and pressed the palm of his hand fiercely towards the big cocoon where the dust wind was, "Seal." The night wind thunder shouted, waving his hands, and constantly forming one ancient and complicated handprint after another, all hitting the light cocoon, and the surface of the light cocoon was all one ancient handprint after another.

At this time, inside the light cocoon, after the Huitian Creation Pill was hit by the night wind and thunder, it turned into a huge vitality to the extreme, constantly rushing into Chenfeng's body, repairing all the damage on Chenfeng's body, and this repair was accompanied by destruction at the same time. If you don't control it well, you will be destroyed by a raging aura. It is the vitality that accompanies death, and the destruction that breeds vitality.

Dusty Wind had already woken up at this time, and in just a moment, he understood the condition of his body, and at the same time, he also knew that someone was washing the muscles and marrow, treating the body, but he couldn't make a sound, couldn't move, and endured the pain of destruction and creation, because he knew that only by holding on, he would have a new life, and five days had passed, and the situation gradually improved, and the treatment would end in two days, and the middle-aged man was gradually relieved, and finally succeeded.

However, at this moment, when the originally violent aura slowly returned to calm, a mutation occurred. Like a calm lake, a grenade was dropped, and the spiritual power that had been restored to calm instantly surged again, and it became even more irritable. The aura within a radius of dozens of miles began to converge towards the light cocoon where the dust wind was, and the range tended to gradually expand. At this time, the night wind and thunder could no longer be calm, "How can this be?" His hands kept sealing, trying to stabilize the void and control the situation, but more and more spiritual energy converged towards the dust wind, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred miles of spiritual energy, thousands of miles, spread all the way to three thousand miles.

"What's going on, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles is rioting, and it is converging in one direction." The movement grew louder and louder, alarming many people in the Night Order. "Senior brother, should we go and have a look?" It was proposed. "Don't go, it's a forbidden place for the master." Someone who knows the situation said.

Within three thousand miles, the aura coefficient converged, and the light cocoon where the dust wind was located became smaller and smaller, but the danger was getting bigger and bigger, because all the aura was compressing, as if there was a pair of invisible hands manipulating.

At this time, Dust Wind's life is in danger, because the spiritual storm is not only washing and repairing, but also destroying, Dust Wind's whole body hair is falling out, and flesh and bones are disintegrating.

At this time, the night wind and thunder were powerless, the aura was too great, and the density of compression was extremely small, I am afraid that only a saint would have such means to control it, and he was not a saint yet. The Night Organization also has old monsters whose skills have reached the realm of creation, but those old monsters have been in retreat and cultivation all year round, and they don't ask about the world, and there are no important things, so it is difficult to invite them. The middle-aged man resolutely withdrew from the woods, and if the spiritual pressure exploded, he couldn't bear it.

"Dad, what's wrong, what's the dust? The aura around you seems to be very wrong? "Night Wind and Snow saw Night Wind and Thunder retreat from the woods, and asked anxiously." Hey, Daddy is incompetent, his condition is not good now, I'm afraid。。。。。。 The middle-aged man looked at his daughter apologetically.

"What, Daddy, you save him?" The night wind and snow do not give up, and ask the middle-aged man for help. Night Wind Thunder shook his head and didn't speak again.

Inside the light cocoon, the spiritual power was raging, and the flesh and blood of the dust wind were all turned into powder, which looked terrifying, and the spiritual power began to shatter his bones, and the terrible thing was that the spirit of the dust wind was awake, and he could see his body crushing little by little, and his body could feel the pain.

"It's a comparison, Lao Tzu is a dead person, this pain is nothing, I still have to find Xiaoyue." Inside the huge cocoon of light, only the unyielding will of the dust wind resisted, cursing. That desire to survive is so strong that it is impossible to add, there has never been a moment, and the dust wind is so eager to survive.

That desire can shake the heavens and the earth, as if the sky is in front of him, and it is as small as dust. It was the desire to survive that sustained him from dying immediately.

However, the reality is very cruel, when the raging spiritual power wants to destroy the bones and consciousness of the dust wind, and when the dust wind consciousness is about to be unable to support it, in the innermost layer wrapped by the flesh and bones of the dust wind, a little golden light emerges, at first there is only a little, slowly and slowly, more and more golden light, until the golden light fills the entire light cocoon, and the mutation protrudes.

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