At the beginning of Shen Shi, Lin Qingquan returned to Wuxin Peak and handed over the jade bottle to the old ghost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Stand down!"

"Yes!"

Lin Qingquan quietly retreated, went out of the door, and carefully led the door.

It's just that as soon as he entered the house, Yin Bo followed, holding a bowl of black medicinal soup in his hand as usual.

"The master said, "Drink it."

Lin Qingquan reluctantly took the jade bowl, and also let Xiao Bo taste it first, Xiao Bo was shocked: "The concentration of this medicinal soup is even higher than the last time, master, you can't drink it, you will explode and die." ”

Lin Qingquan's heart sank slightly, it seemed that the old ghost was using himself as an experimental subject, and the dosage was increasing little by little, even if he died, it was better not to die.

"I'll drink half of it, will you have a problem drinking the other half of Xiaobo?" Lin Qingquan thought of a good solution.

"No problem, Xiao Bo will increase his strength if he drinks it." The little bodhisattva shook the branches happily.

Lin Qingquan put her heart at ease, picked up the bowl and drank it, half a bowl of medicinal soup entered the blood dome unconsciously, and only half a bowl was really drunk into her stomach.

But the medicinal properties of this half bowl of medicinal soup are indeed violent, and she rolled on the ground in pain as soon as the soup was in her stomach, and the blood on her body continued to come out, and after a while, the whole person became bloody, and it looked even more terrifying than the last time.

Lin Qingquan gritted his teeth and held on, scolding the old ghost thousands of times in his heart, and Yin Bo just stood by and watched Lin Qingquan roll on the ground with an expressionless face.

Like the last time, Yin Bo probed under Lin Qingquan's nostrils, and when he saw that he was still breathing, he left slowly, thinking that he was going to report to the old ghost.

"Master, are you alright?" Xiao Bo shouted in the blood dome.

Although Lin Qingquan heard its voice, he really didn't have the strength to answer, and lay on the ground to stand up.

Another night passed, Lin Qingquan woke up to clean the dirt on his body, sat down cross-legged and cultivated, this time the cultivation was even faster, the bottleneck stuck in the second layer of Jindan was completely loosened last time, and he suddenly rushed to the middle level of the second layer of Jindan, and there were a lot of black dirt on the surface of his body that was cleaned up.

Lin Qingquan smiled with satisfaction, if he could make a breakthrough every time he drank the medicinal soup, he would not lose a pain.

"Come here!" The voice of the old witch ghost came.

Lin Qingquan was not surprised, thinking that the old ghost was going to probe her body like last time, and he didn't know what the old ghost was investigating?

After performing a dusting technique to clean his body, Lin Qingquan came to the old ghost of the witch, and as she expected, the old ghost grabbed her wrist and probed it as soon as he saw her, and the nauseous and sticky feeling appeared again.

Lin Qingquan pretended to be calm and indifferent, scolded the old ghost hundreds of times in her heart, and secretly decided that after Feng Ruyue was rescued, she would also find a way to leave this ghost place and get rid of these two disgusting old ghosts.

The old ghost's expression was not so indifferent, the five strong spiritual roots in Lin Qingquan's body made him inexplicably irritable, he couldn't figure out what the problem was, how could it be different from those medicine slaves before.

Obviously, the medicinal soup is the same, and the qualifications of those medicine slaves in the past are better than Lin Qingquan's, in comparison, Lin Qingquan, who has poor qualifications, should be easier to wash away the spiritual root, but now the facts are just the opposite, which makes him very puzzled.

"How did you feel after drinking the medicinal soup?" The old witch ghost asked.

Lin Qingquan carefully considered the words and replied, "It hurts, it hurts even more than the first time I induced qi into my body, and I almost didn't hold on." ”

The old ghost didn't doubt her statement, the spiritual root was naturally very painful, even more painful than the marrow washing tendons, and there were many medicine slaves in the past who couldn't stand the pain and died, and there were not many who were lucky enough to survive.

"How do you feel about cultivating after taking the medicinal soup?" The old witch ghost asked again.

"I just feel that the spiritual power is absorbed faster, and I don't feel anything else." Lin Qingquan didn't dare to say that her cultivation was progressing rapidly, this was the same as raising pigs, the faster she got fat, the earlier the time to be knifed would naturally come.

Anyway, she used the Breath Relief Pill to control her cultivation at the eighth layer of qi refining, and for a while, the old ghost couldn't find out that her cultivation had improved, and she could hide it from day to day.

The old ghost frowned, the spiritual root can't be washed away, and the cultivation has not progressed, this Lin Qingquan is very strange!

It's kind of interesting!

The old ghost closed his eyes as if he was thinking about things, and he didn't ask her any more questions, Lin Qingquan stood for a while, he really didn't want to be in the same room with the old ghost, he boldly retreated out of the door, and saw that the old ghost didn't react, so he simply opened the door and prepared to leave.

It was as if something was suddenly grabbed on her back, and before she could step out of the threshold, she was thrown into the air, and then fell heavily to the floor, and she could hear the snapping sound in her body, and her bones were broken.

Lin Qingquan wanted to try to get up, but he was quickly thrown up again, this time he threw it higher, and naturally he fell harder, and several bones were broken.

His grandmother's, this old bastard!

Lin Qingquan was lying on the ground and couldn't move, so he simply raised his corpse, anyway, this old ghost wouldn't kill her, at most it would be torture.

"Did the old man allow you to leave? The next time, if you make your own decisions, the old man will throw you into the Dan furnace. The old ghost snorted coldly.

"The disciple knows that he is wrong!" Lin Qingquan admitted her mistake in a trembling voice, the pain in her body made her unable to speak, but she didn't dare to take the healing pill out to take it, for fear of angering this old pervert again.

The old ghost flicked his right hand, and an elixir swished into Lin Qingquan's mouth, melting in her mouth, even if she wanted to vomit, she couldn't spit it out, so she had to swallow it.

The pill is quite good, and the injuries on her body healed quickly, but she was disgusted in her heart, and she didn't know what materials the old ghost's healing pills were refined, but don't use Dannu to refine the pill like Danfang.

With those bloody slaughter scenes in front of him, as well as pieces of cut meat, Lin Qingquan felt even more disgusted, and he just wanted to spit out the pills he had eaten.

"Let's go down!" The old witch ghost waved her hand to pull back.

"Yes!"

Lin Qingquan retreated respectfully, but he scolded happily in his stomach, the dead old ghost just changed his way to get angry with her!

It's a pity that she only dares to hold it in her stomach when she is angry, and she doesn't dare to show it at all, and she has to pretend to be a dog leg on her face that 'your old man is playing well', and her eyes hurt.

Lin Qingquan really wanted to poison the old ghost to death, but she didn't dare to try, the old ghost's vigilance was too strong, and the kung fu was unpredictable, her idea of cultivation was not able to use the means in front of him at all, and she might fill in herself if she was not good.

Everything must be careful, endure, there is no 12 points of certainty, you must not shoot easily!

Lin Qingquan took a deep breath and returned to his room, but saw Yin Bo performing the Spring Rain Technique on those spirit plants in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but think about it.

She didn't have the courage to do it, but she could always make a move, right? (To be continued.) )