CHAPTER XLVII

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After cultivating to a certain point, which is commonly referred to as the Bigu period, the cultivator no longer needs to rely on grains and grains to maintain life, but directly integrates the aura into the blood, and circulates with the flow of blood to provide energy for the body. Therefore, at that time, the dantian will become the second heart of the cultivator, so although the dantian fragment cannot hurt the life, it can also make its vitality greatly injured, and because the dantian aura and qi and blood are dissolved, the dantian is damaged, the aura riots, the qi must boil, and the seven orifices bleed!

Adhering to the mood of "I must make Wakaba happy", although his face is still as indifferent as frost, he spares no effort in treatment.

However, although he has cultivated for a thousand years, because he has not often cast spells for thousands of years, and now he suddenly uses spells, and he naturally can't make the best use of what he can't do, and at least one-third of the aura used in the treatment is invisible and ethereal between heaven and earth.

In the sunset of the western mountains, a large amount of passing aura was not replenished enough, even if it was sluggish, a wave of tiredness gradually appeared. Slightly in a trance, suddenly, Wei Wei clearly felt that his only remaining aura seemed to be sucked by something, and it passed quickly, it was simply ...... It's like being devoured!

Wei Zhuo's heart was shocked, and even his head with a trance quickly became clear, although his eyes were still blurred, but his hand was not slow, the magic trick changed, and the golden light on the inner pill was sheng, and it quickly flew towards Wei Zhuo's mouth!

But......

The expected obstacle did not appear, and Nedan flew back very obediently, making Wei Wei have thoughts such as "Is he too sensitive" and "Is he feeling wrong" to the "devouring feeling" just now!

The drizzle of the day was misty, and it had already been evaporated by the afterglow of dusk, and Wakaba, who was sitting on the big stone with Mu Chen on his knees in his arms, stopped and hurriedly ran over, but the "little sisal" left for Hu Xiaobao in his hand had long since disappeared.

Maybe it was eaten by Wakaba himself, or maybe he was taken back by Mu Chen, who was unhappy that Wakaba did this, but in short, when Wakaba ran over, he only had a few cooked straw mushrooms skewered with wooden sticks and a grilled fish that was not too big.

"Xiao Wei, how is Xiaobao?"

Wei Xuan, who was a little weak because of the lack of aura, still had that frosty face and said, "It's okay, I'll treat her tomorrow!" ”

As he spoke, he ignored Wakaba and walked towards the depths of the forest with Wakaba gently.

"Oh!" Wakaba is not angry with her indifferent attitude, she is a submissive and kind girl, so she does not have the idea that "no one can ignore me".

"Sister, I'm hungry!" Hu Xiaobao in the back basket opened his big innocent eyes and said pitifully.

Looking at Xiaobao's arms, which were no longer as stiff as sculptures, and his hands, which could already be flexibly handled, Wakaba almost shed tears of joy.

"Thank you, Ripple!" Wakaba turned his head and shouted at the back of the water.

As soon as the words fell, it could be clearly seen that the movement of the water was moving, and the back stiffened, and after a while, he said indifferently: "No! ”

Then he sank into the depths of the forest without looking back, as if he didn't want to pay attention to Wakaba and them anymore.

However, Mu Chen, who was following Wakaba, clearly saw that when he heard Wakaba's thanks, his ears were red!

Moreover......

Feed! You guy, don't throw the mess at me if you're cold! Am I really a wood that doesn't understand anything!

A certain thousand-year-old dryad named Mu Chen clearly felt that he seemed to have taken over the mess thrown by a certain dragon!

…… To be continued......