Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Three-Breath Spiritual Essence

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Seeing that Jiang Xin was stationed, Jiang Ling smiled, "Senior Sister Jiang Xin, I'm really sorry, who made me the master of this guy." ā€

Jiang Ling kicked Guan Ziyi on the ground with his foot, "Hey, are you dead!" ā€

Guan Ziyi's eyes were burning, and he glanced at Jiang Xin, who was fixed, "The enemy is still there, how dare you say death?" ā€

"Ha, then you definitely don't mind letting that Spirit Devouring Gu stay in your body for a long time?" Although Jiang Ling said this, he leaned over to check the injury of Guan Ziyi.

"Shout~ This Spirit Devouring Gu is very happy to eat, it's really hard for you to still be able to speak!"

looked at Jiang Ling, who was talking coldly, but there was no trace of anger at Guanziyi, perhaps because this girl who didn't know the height of the sky had saved herself many times.

"Hey! I'm going to lure the Soul Devouring Gu out now, even if it hurts, you are not allowed to make a noise for me, so as not to affect my mood. ā€

Jiang Ling said, but he took off the navy blue coat that covered Guan Ziyi's body, and it didn't stop until he reached his waist.

The thin waist that is tight and covered with thin muscles is unobstructed.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling whistled twice, and there was still half a point of shame before, only to see her look at herself with interest, and then at Jiang Xin, who was set aside.

He secretly laughed twice, and then looked at himself, "It seems that your life is quite good." ā€

But it's not to blame Jiang Ling, in the Luoshen Pavilion, even if I haven't seen a few "goblin fights", "Spring Palace Picture Scroll" or something, I still have watched it.

It's just Jiang Ling's frivolous jokes, but it caused Guan Ziyi's anger to soar, "Shut up! ā€

Jiang Ling: It's really rare, this guy is still annoyed and angry.

Jiang Ling didn't answer, only to see her fingertips force, and at the position of the Guanzi Yi Tanzhong acupoint, a cross wound was drawn.

It wasn't until the wound was drawn out that Jiang Ling looked at Guan Ziyi playfully: "Lang Qing concubine, dry wood and fire or something, I can also understand." ā€

Jiang Ling said, glancing at Jiang Xin behind him, "Besides, with my senior sister's flower and moon appearance, I still wronged you?" No matter how you look at it, you earned it. ā€

"Shut up!" Guan Ziyi's forehead is swollen with green tendons, and the scarred left side of his face eats people like a hellish ghost.

Jiang Ling looked playful, she touched the scarred left side of her face, and poked the right cheek that was as beautiful as an immortal.

"In this way, you are not bad, half of the hell rakshasa and half of the fairy gods, it seems that my senior sister earned it."

At the end, Jiang Ling's fingers stroked the scar on Guan Ziyi's face, "You should have been burned by the spiritual fire, the pain at that time was comparable to now?" ā€

The more Jiang Ling spoke, the more energetic he became, "Being betrayed by a beloved woman and planting a Spirit Devouring Gu, and then being picked off and broken, the heartache and body pain are more painful than being burned by the spiritual fire?" ā€

Guan Ziyi heard this, but his eyes narrowed, and there was a dangerous haze under his eyes, "You are too much!" ā€

"yes, I'm too much! I should have watched as Jan Xin chopped you into a pile of minced meat! Jiang Ling said, but chuckled.

"At this time, as a servant, shouldn't you say "thank the master for your great kindness" or something like that? ā€

Jiang Ling thought about the scene where Guan Ziyi said to himself, and suddenly felt a chill, "Forget it, this master is magnanimous, and I will forgive you for the sin of disrespect!" ā€

But then, Jiang Ling remembered the soul contract again, and she secretly shook her head in her heart, who let herself be confused......

In his heart, Jiang Ling secretly muttered: This soul contract is simply better than "robbing the people's daughter"! "The overlord is the bow" or something, and he is still coming domineering!

"Alas~" Jiang Ling sighed, who made himself sorry for this guy first.

Jiang Ling thought, but his fingertips were forced, and he cut his wrist alive.

Before Guan Ziyi could figure out what Jiang Ling was sighing, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest.

Large drops of blood, with a scorching heat, fell on his chest, not far from the cross wound.

The blood that flowed from his wrist meandered down the graceful curve of his thin waist, and the temperature was too hot, as if even the heart in his chest that had been cold and silent was warmed up.

Honey-colored skin and red blood mixed together to form an incomparably ambiguous and charming taste, which filled this small cave.

Guan Ziyi was stunned, but suddenly felt a pain in the sea of consciousness, the soul devouring Gu like a ladybug seemed to be tempted by delicious food.

It let go of the spiritual veins that had gnawed out of the gap, and followed the source of the aroma all the way backwards.

The retrograde crawling of the Spirit Devouring Gu was even more painful when he looked at himself, only to see the green tendons on the back of his hands bulging, and he was drenched in cold sweat all over his body.

Jiang Ling held down the trembling Guan Ziyi with one hand, but the other hand held his short sword, and the blood was still flowing down his wrist, but Jiang Ling had no time to scruple.

Suddenly, a black bug the size of a soybean poked out two tentacles from the cut cross.

Seeing that the Spirit Devouring Gu began to emerge, Jiang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although this Spirit Devouring Gu was difficult, as long as it came out of the sea of consciousness, then it would be effortless to destroy it.

Jiang Ling saw that although the Spirit Devouring Gu was probed, it still looked hesitant and wandering, so she had no choice but to let go of the palm that was holding Guan Ziyi.

I saw that her fingertips were forced, but she tore the wound that had begun to heal and scab again!

It's just that this time the wound was torn open a little harder, but a few drops of blood splashed on Guan Ziyi's face and landed on his somewhat dry lips.

Guan Ziyi didn't know what he was thinking, but at that moment, he sent the drop of blood that fell on his lips and rolled it between his lips and tongue.

Guan Ziyi will never forget the taste of that drop of blood for the rest of his life, like a sweet and fragrant venom, just a little, it will make people burn in their hearts and never forget it.

If that Spirit Devouring Gu was hesitant again and again at first, then as the blood on the wrist of the Spirit continued to flow out, the Spirit Devouring Gu followed its own nature.

I saw the six pairs of insect feet on the belly of the Spirit Devouring Gu swaying slightly, and he dragged a bright spot like a firefly, and crawled out of the wound on his chest.

Jiang Ling held his breath and condensed, waited quietly, and waited until the Spirit Devouring Gu had completely crawled out, and then waved the short sword in his hand!

The sword light flashed, and the soybean-sized Spirit Devouring Gu was nailed to the tip of the sword, and the six pairs of insect feet were still dancing, obviously extremely tenacious.

Seeing that the Spirit Devouring Gu was frozen, Jiang Ling stretched out two fingers and crushed the head of the Spirit Devouring Gu.

"Don't thank me too much!"

Jiang Ling said, but he smiled smugly at Guan Ziyi, and then threw the light point dragged on the tail of the Spirit Devouring Gu into Guan Ziyi's mouth along with most of the insect corpse.

The point of light dragged by the Spirit Devouring Gu looked very small, but it was the spiritual power that it gnawed at from its self-conscious body.

Without the suppression of the Spirit Devouring Gu, coupled with the return of spiritual power, Guan Ziyi has become the Jindan monk with a great reputation and ruthless methods!

"You're in trouble with this wound." Jiang Ling was holding his cheeks and looking at Guan Ziyi's wrist that had been broken.

Guan Ziyi said coldly, "You don't have to worry about this!" ā€

"Hey, why don't you bother me?"

Jiang Ling sprinkled the elixir to stop bleeding on his wrist, and then looked at Guan Ziyi, who was facing away from him and dressing with one hand.

"I only said that there was some trouble, but I didn't say that it couldn't be cured, do you want to be a "one-handed hero" before you get married? ā€

Guan Ziyi was stunned when he heard this, and the hand that was dressing also stopped, revealing most of his honey-colored back in front of Jiang Ling.

The shoulder blades are stiff, the explosive muscles cover the skeleton, the shoulders are wide and the hips are narrow, the ape arms are bee waist, and the straight spine is hidden in the wide clothes......

All the moves in Guan Ziyi's cultivation of "Soul Refining" came from the palm of his hands, how could he not care.

He looked sideways at Jiang Ling behind him, "Do you have a way to connect the broken bones?" ā€

"I think we can settle another thing first, and then talk about this healing thing in detail." Jiang Ling looked at Jiang Xin who was fixed to the side meaningfully.

"Although this lady's scale powder is easy to use, I don't know how long I can hold my senior sister." Jiang Ling said, but he stepped aside with interest.

She found a place where she couldn't see the two of them, silently swallowed a pill to heal her wounds, closed her eyes and recovered.

In order to lure the Spirit Devouring Gu before, the more blood he shed, if he didn't make up for the deficiency in time, he was afraid that it would become an obstacle to his advancement in the future.

Guan Ziyi covered the placket on his chest, dragged the left leg that was picked off by Jiang Xin, and walked step by step towards Jiang Xin, who was still beautiful and dignified even if he was fixed by scales.

Guan Ziyi stopped in front of Jiang Xin, but he looked at Jiang Xin with a frightened face in front of him, hooked his lips and smiled, and there seemed to be a storm sweeping in his eyes.

"You haven't always wanted "Spirit Refining", today, I will let you see with your own eyes how the spirit silk in "Spirit Refining" is refined......"

"Everything in this heaven and earth has spirituality, and man is the chief of all things, this spiritual silk is to take the best monks, skin them and refine them, and condense the bones, essence and blood, talents, cultivation, and attributes of their whole body on a small silk thread......

Guan Ziyi said, a cluster of flames rose from the palm of his right hand, "You haven't always pitied the scar on the left side of my face, I think of it, you must be very willing to be the same as me." ā€

Guan Ziyi pointed five fingers, the flame rose without wind, swept towards Jiang Xin, and the flame rose leisurely into a fireball from Jiang Xin's expanding pupils......

The rising light of the fire was reflected on Guan Ziyi's face, on his left side, which was burned by spiritual fire, and at this time, it looked like an evil ghost from hell's revenge.

A transparent spiritual silk was pulled out of the flame, and leisurely disappeared from the fingertips of self-consciousness, "You didn't say that you want me to never give up, love for three lives, I think you can always be with me, it is also your wish......"

"Solved?" Jiang Ling's self-nourishing wound poked his head out, and at this time, there was no one else in this cave except for the half-crippled Guan Ziyi.

Jiang Ling looked around, and then said, "How did you solve it so cleanly?" Even if you're turning her into powder, please leave her storage bag okay! ā€

Guan Ziyi's eyes narrowed, and his face showed impatience, even if he broke his hands and feet now, but it did not damage his momentum as a Jindan monk in the slightest.

"How are you going to renew my broken bones?"

Jiang Ling was a little surprised when he heard this, "What, don't you know?" ā€

Immediately, Jiang Ling chuckled twice, "Yes, how could she tell you." ā€

Jiang Ling said, but took out a piece of jade pendant from the collar, although the jade pendant is white, but there are three colors of light blue, yellow, and water blue, and behind the jade pendant is engraved a small "Ling" word.

But seeing that the jade pendant was taken off by Jiang Ling, his backhand was tied to Guan Ziyi's wrist where the tendons were broken, and as soon as the jade pendant touched Guan Ziyi's injured wrist, it instantly exhaled a burst of coolness.

The cold breath entered it along the wound on Guan Ziyi's wrist, connecting the already broken tendons together.

Jiang Ling held Guan Ziyi's arm, and his divine sense probed into Guan Ziyi's injured muscles and bones, and saw that the broken tendons began to connect, and Jiang Ling let go of Guan Ziyi's arm.

"Although the bones and muscles are starting to connect, it's best not to use this hand!" Speaking of which, Jiang Ling is looking at himself.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, when you are healed, remember to return this piece of "three-breath spirit essence" to me! ā€

Guan Ziyi looked at the three-breath spirit essence tied to his wrist, but nodded in a complicated mood.

Although this spiritual essence is divided into many kinds, the conditions for each appearance are extremely harsh, sometimes a whole medium-grade spirit stone vein, or an entire spiritual spring, may only appear a small piece of spiritual essence the size of a fingernail.

However, although the spiritual essence is scarce, it is highly sought after among monks, not only because it contains spiritual energy and nourishes spiritual veins.

It is also because it can improve the monk's physique over time, making it a "pro-Dao physique", and it is easier to feel the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

And the spiritual essence of the spirit is even more precious, because of the three colors on this spiritual essence, the color is called spiritual breath, and each color represents an attribute.

And the two finger-sized spiritual marrow actually have three spiritual breaths, and they are rich in vitality wood (light cyan), gentle and thick earth (goose yellow), and water (water blue) that encompasses all things, and its preciousness can be seen.

However, if it is just like this, it will not make Guan Ziyi's mood so mixed, as if he has overturned the seasoning jar, and all kinds of flavors come to his heart.

This is the same jade pendant, Guan Ziyi has seen it, except that the jade pendant is engraved with the word "Xin" behind it, which is no different from this piece.

Jiang Xin once told herself: This is the identity symbol that Hua Shang gave her when she worshiped under Hua Shang's door, but it was just a piece of jade pendant that was no different from ordinary jade pendant except for a few rare colors.

At that time, he just asked casually and didn't pay too much attention to it, but he didn't expect that the "ordinary jade pendant" in Jiang Xin's mouth was a rare three-breath spiritual essence in the world of cultivating immortals.

What I didn't expect was that this piece of three-breath spiritual essence would fall into my hands the most, and it would be handed over to me by a person who I originally wanted to kill.

Moreover, this man has saved himself three times......

Jiang Ling waved his hand in front of Guan Ziyi, "Hey! I've been talking about this for a long time, are you listening? ā€

Seeing something swaying back and forth on his own, he subconsciously grabbed it.

Seeing that it was Jiang Ling's wrist that was grabbing, Guan Ziyi came back to his senses, and he frowned and said, "What did you say?" ā€

"I said, I will lend you this piece of three-breath spiritual essence, and you must also promise me one thing."

Guan Ziyi heard this, but his eyes dimmed, "Say." ā€

Jiang Ling looked at him with a little weakness, "I did a very stupid and stupid thing, I hope you don't blame me when God knows!" ā€

"What does it matter to me?"

"Well, it's about you."

"Will it hurt my life?"

"Not really."

"Then it's okay......"

"Really?"

"Really ......" (To be continued.) )