Carefully placed her on a dragon-shaped bluestone, and stretched out his finger to probe her pulse. The faint beating under his fingers was the only source of warmth in his heart.

The dragon-shaped bluestone was six or seven feet wide, and Shang Moyun slowly lay next to her, absorbing the abundant power from the bluestone, and slowly used it to repair the disordered and broken meridians in her body.

Qi rushed into the sea of blood, descended into the sandalwood, and the center of the life gate faintly emitted a trace of brilliance, and the qi flowed, flowing around his body.

The upside-down galaxy seemed to be attracted by a mysterious and unknown force, and the dots of light condensed into an imperceptible condensation to the naked eye, forming a large net like a heavenly gang, covering Shang Moyun in the middle.

The life force and essence that filled the space between heaven and earth were all ingested by this large net in an instant, and converged towards the dragon-shaped bluestone. Bubbling in, moisturizing things silently, as thin as a gossamer but endless.

As soon as the formless qi entered his body, it immediately rotated and flowed, slowly flowing through his flesh and blood meridians like a clear stream, slowly soaking into the cracks of his bones, and filling his brain from the bottom to the top.

There was a pressure squeezing the waste blood that had accumulated in his lungs, Shang Moyun vigorously choked on the black blood, followed by the impurities hidden in the meridians, which were slowly pushed out of the body by this squeezing force.

After the pain of the wound, he itched, like a thousand mosquitoes devouring his heart, slowly crawling through his flesh and blood, tossing him so much that he kept rolling and roaring.

Looking sideways at Su Qianruo, who was pale, all the pain became so slight, as if a warm fire had been injected into his heart, Shang Moyun no longer resisted the pain, and led these air currents to violently wash his internal organs and meridians around him once again in an almost paranoid state.

The pain faded like a cloud of smoke. What follows is an indescribable comfort.

The whole body seemed to be full of food and drink, and it became happy.

The airflow that was still filling the brain suddenly increased, and it smoothly broke into the sea of consciousness. That cool breath, like the feeling in the Kunwu Mountains, slowly flowed out a silvery brilliance.

"The soul is empty, there is no inadequacy, stepping on the clouds, and being happy. The spirit is not empty, it can accommodate all things, refining the void, the heart is extremely strong, and all things are nothing. Empty air, heaven and earth are yellow, I am not me, I am not empty; The world is destroyed, but the emptiness is not destroyed; There are obstacles, only emptiness is unhindered, the gods are full of emptiness, and the law is wonderful in the sand realm. If I want the sky to exist, the world has everything, I want the sky to be nothing, the four seas are empty. ”

The law does not pass on the six ears, and it is in the sea of knowledge, and the silver light flashes at once, and it is Zhou Tian by itself.

Shang Moyun was wrapped in a silver light cocoon, entwined, and countless fonts that only he could see turned into solid shapes, wandering around his mind, gradually strengthening his body, filling the sea of qi pockets, and deriving a faint drop of pale golden water.

This golden droplet, suspended above his heart, trembled and closed with the rate of breathing, and one by one, it turned out to be like a human nostril, with two invisible tricks.

The golden light shimmers, the silver light shrinks, and the gloom shrinks. Repeatedly, the golden light gradually flourished, and gradually became solid, and the golden droplets became more and more viscous.

When he woke up from his cultivation, he didn't know how long it had been, but he felt that Su Qianruo's face beside him was beginning to wither, his black hair began to lose his luster, and the whole person looked like he had lost a lot of weight, but he was still alive, and his breathing was gradually two points stronger than a few days ago.

There is no nail at the bottom of the mountain, and a dream is amazing.

In the blink of an eye, everything is illusory.

Shang Moyun only remembered that he and Su Qianruo were injured by the Taoist priest who collected the demons, and the little golden monkey with a big palm and Zhan Wuming saved them, and the little golden monkey said that Qianruo would sleep for a while.

He forgot that if he was a human being, he needed to eat every day, and that he must have been hungry.

Shang Moyun came out of the water, intending to go out to forage for her.

"Let it go...... Ahh A childish voice came from behind him.

Shang Moyun turned around abruptly, and a fiery figure rushed straight over, knocking him over on the water.

The man rushed out of several miles and turned his head stiffly, turned back with a wet body, stopped crookedly in front of Shang Moyun, and hurriedly arched his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my pet was too excited, and I crashed into you at speed, I apologize for her." You have a lot of adults, can you forgive her? ”

Shang Moyun saw clearly that the person who came was about twelve or thirteen years old, his face was as white as jade, his eyes were clear and smart, and he seemed to be able to speak. His shoulder-length hair was scattered at the side of his face, and he was wearing a fiery red robe. He had a ...... under his feet Uh, it's like a pipe.

It was golden, but it was red.

The young man's feet stepped on the tail of the cigarette stick, and in the round pit of the pipe was a yin and yang fish, one black and one white, and the eyes of the yin fish were still dripping and turning.

"What are you doing with me? Didn't my master apologize to humanity? Wouldn't you see my master grow like a jade tree in the wind, and be so ashamed that you want to find a balance from me? ”

The voice is sharp and thin, but the words are clear.

"What a fuss and no knowledge. It turned out to be a turtle! Yin fish's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be very disdainful.

The young man in red tugged at Shang Moyun's sleeve and said with a red face: "I'm sorry, my pet has been locked up for too long, and when it comes out, it talks a lot, and I am also annoyed by her." She is a cute little yin fish. ”

The bone-spinning yin fish eyes also echoed in time: "Yes, I am the owner's cutest pet little yin fish, and the stuffy gourd next to me is called Dayang fish, which is my younger brother."

The yang fish's eyes trembled slightly, which was a response.

After Shang Moyun was shocked, he thought about this talking yin fish, and buried his head in the big chimney with curiosity.

And the big yang fish suddenly moved slightly, approached the border where it intersected with yin and yang, flicked it, and then said tepidly: "You are good, I like you." ”

"What? You don't even like me, but you like this turtle? The little yin fish jumped up and rushed to the yin and yang border indignantly, shouting at the big yang fish.

The big yang fish froze in place, silent.

"Host host...... The big yang fish wants to rebel. Before you leave the sky, you will turn your back on your master, you and my own sister...... Master, cut it, cut it! The voice of the little yin fish was sharp and sharp, scraping people's eardrums painfully.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old man in red also bent down and lowered his head to look at the two fish eyes, and then looked at Shang Moyun suspiciously, then stretched out a finger and sighed between his lips, and then suddenly flicked towards the big yang fish.

The big yang fish did not move, and when it was about to be hit, it suddenly turned its bones, and it was just to avoid this bullet.

"How is that possible? When did you become so flexible? You don't just have to move three squares, it's always been like this. When I came out, my father also said that the mysteries of the Great Yang set the heaven and earth! You...... How can you turn a corner? ”

The hand of the young man in red froze in midair, and his fingers still maintained the flicking posture.