Three hours later, the torrential rain above Yuan Ke's heart gradually subsided, the dark clouds dispersed, and the three rings above also separated, but faintly emitted light, which seemed to be much more condensed than before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the sea of hearts, that pool of vitality condensed like the sea, but at this moment, it was as calm as autumn water.

The corners of his mouth raised, Yuan Ke's thoughts moved slightly, and a monstrous wave suddenly set off on the sea of hearts, moving with his heart, and a condensed vitality suddenly appeared in his hand, exuding cyan light.

The sea of hearts has not changed, but the vitality seems to have a body, and it has condensed a lot more than before.

But at this time, looking at the slightly moving vitality in his hand, Yuan Ke gently picked his fingers, and the vitality flew lightly, wrapping around his fingers, it was no longer so vain, just like the mist in the forest in the early morning, not only the color was more intense, but even the touch was more real.

Other than that, as if there was no other difference, his middle finger curled slightly, flicked it into the air, and the vitality condensed like raindrops, fluttering out, floating for a while, gradually dissipating in the air, and disappearing.

Thinking of the old man of the Xiao family that day, Yuan Ke couldn't help frowning, the old man's exercises were weird, without the help of any magic weapon, just flicked his fingers, without a sound, the vitality could fly out and hurt people, this kind of move, when the sneak attack, it must have a miraculous effect.

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Slightly stunned, Yuan Ke took it out of his arms, the "Qingyang Casting Body Decision" hidden in the scroll, and took advantage of the cultivation at this time to be the first to achieve, the mind was accessible, and the vitality was abundant.

According to the valve of the casting body, Yuan Ke is now dividing a small share of vitality, which is meager, and I am afraid that one ten-thousandth is not enough.

The vitality slowly flows through the heart to the meridians, and gradually guides to the index finger of the right hand, but unlike in the past, the vitality is only stored in the meridians, and does not leave the body, but is transferred from the meridians to the fingertips at a very slow speed.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Ke remembered the key to casting the body, and gathered and detonated the vitality all over the body, after millions of reciprocating, in order to achieve the effect of quenching the body.

At that time, the vitality can exist separately from the meridians, and all parts of the body can become the abode of the vitality, and for a short time, the vitality can be stored for later use.

Qingyang Flash, a heaven-level mystic technique recorded in the Qingyang Secret Record, is based on this, and after condensing the surging vitality through various parts of the body, it is released violently, and the vitality can be as thin as a hair, thick as a giant tree, the speed is so fast, the power is so great, it is unimaginable.

But the most terrifying thing is that when fighting for life, you can release all the vitality in your body within one move, without reservation.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, like the sound of a wound bursting, Yuan Ke's right index finger was opened, and the blood had not yet flowed out, and the wound on the fingertip was deep into the bone.

Hiss!

gasped, Yuan Ke grinned, as the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and it is indeed true.

However, this pain is better than an ordinary wound, but bursts from the inside out.

This is just a small strand of vitality as thin as a hair, and it can have such power in the body, if it is cultivated, it will spew out the vitality, how powerful is it? However, what makes Yuan Ke's heart move is not the power of the exercises, but the exercises of casting the body, which can turn the physical body into a container for storing vitality, which is invisibly equivalent to an extra life amulet.

Before the blood seeped out from his fingertips, Yuan Ke immediately used the Qingyang Divine Skill, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the wound on his fingertips was almost healed, leaving only a light white mark left when the vitality exploded.

Qingyang Divine Skill has a strong recovery ability, as long as it is not seriously injured and dying, ordinary physical injuries, as long as there is enough time, I am afraid it is not a problem.

After cultivating these days, Yuan Ke found that the several sets of exercises contained in the original Qingyang Secret Record were actually mutually dependent on each other, the casting body was responsible for tempering the physical body, and the Qingyang Divine Skill was responsible for practicing the exercises to obtain vitality, and the two heaven-level mystical techniques were the best way to test the results.

The more he practiced, the more frightened he became, and Yuan Ke couldn't help but be in awe of the founder of Qingyang's secret record, Qingyang Zhenjun. If such power is still alive in the world, if it is fateful, it will be necessary to talk with him over wine.

As soon as the injury recovered, Yuan Ke did not stop and continued to cultivate the Qingyang Casting Body.

Before I knew it, a few more hours had passed, and the rain outside had stopped, and the thunderstorm had taken away some of the heat, and the evening breeze seemed to be tired, blowing gently, no longer as manic as the day.

And at this time, inside the Burning Sky, Yuan Ke exploded his vitality at his fingertips, except for a white mark, the surface was indeed unscathed, smiling, and couldn't help but look forward to the casting body.

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At this time, there were seven days left before the Casting God Conference.

Under the moonlight, the sea breeze is gentle, although it is approaching the third watch, but Tianshu Island is already brightly lit, and it is all stained with the light of the Casting God Conference, and even the business around the island is much better.

After eating, Chen Kaixuan was in high spirits and went to bed early, business in the store was booming today, and some low-level talisman seals were sold out, most of them were purchased by young disciples inside and outside the island to prepare for the conference.

A rain during the day made everyone cheer, but in Chen Kaixuan's heart, it seemed to be covered with a shadow, and a sense of foreboding shrouded his heart for a long time.

Tossing and turning for a while, it was really difficult to sleep, and he thought in his heart, his current situation, except for the Chen family, should not have any worries.

By the moonlight shining through the window, he turned sideways and saw the little girl who had fallen asleep on the table, falling north.

Her snort was faint, and in the silence of the room, her faint breathing could be faintly heard.

After so many years, her habits have not changed, she can't sleep in bed, and she sleeps on her stomach.

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Chen Kaixuan recalled that when she was picked up outside the door many years ago, she was like this, and after all these years, she has grown a few times horizontally and vertically, but she is still like this, and the years seem to have left no traces on her face.

I don't know anything about the origin of Beiluo Shimen, but judging from the pair of long ears on the top of her head, there is no doubt that she must be a demon clan.

Chen Kaixuan is open-minded by nature and has no prejudice against the demon clan.

Besides, at first glance, he liked the stammering girl very much, and when he thought of this, he squeezed out a slight smile on his fat face full of sorrow.

That night many years ago, it was like this!

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The moonlight is thin, the sky is large, and only a few lone stars are dotted.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old Chen Kaixuan pushed open the door, looked up, and saw the north on the horizon, and then looked down, only to see a girl lurking at the door, and her breath was already weak.

Let people carry it into the door, and after a period of rescue, several thousand-year-old ginseng used for hanging their lives were also used, but fortunately, they finally snatched back a small life.

When asked, the girl's head was empty and she couldn't remember anything, Chen Kaixuan knelt on the couch and remembered the scene of that day, and laughed.

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"What's your name?"

"No...... Don't remember ...... Come on. ”

"Where did it come from?"

"No, no...... Don't remember ...... Come on. ”

"So, where are you going?"

"Also...... Still is...... I don't remember. ”

"Forget it, if you don't remember, you can't remember, I envy you, there are some things I don't want to remember. Since that's the case, I see you stammering, so how about calling you a little stammer? ”

"Good...... All right. ”

"Haha, just kidding, how can you take it seriously, I'll get you a new one, uh...... Yes, when I saw you that night, I suddenly saw the stars of the northbound division on the horizon, so I called you the northbound division, how about it? ”

"Hmm!"

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Chen Kaixuan remembered the past, smiled slightly, his heart moved, and secretly said whether it was five years ago or six years ago, he was only twelve years old......

Thinking of this, the dark clouds in my heart finally dissipated, but the sleepiness that had finally been brewed was gone.

With a slight movement, he stepped out of bed and gently draped his coat on the shoulders of Beiluo Shimen.

Just as he wanted to push open the door, suddenly, a chill came, surging from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, his pores trembled, his bones were soft, and his outstretched hand was stuck in the air.

By the moonlight, in the gap of the hollowed out window, a pair of eyes as black as ink were revealed, without the whites of the eyes, empty and lonely, staring at themselves.