The white mist on the Floating Moon Pool gradually turned brown, and the fog that had been permeating everywhere suddenly disappeared, revealing the black pool water below. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏし

A stench of * came to my nose.

Many female disciples couldn't hold back and vomited on the spot. Even though Yun Qianman's concentration was extraordinary, he also felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and he turned around and glared at Dugu desperately, only to find that this guy had already fled. When he looked at the pool again, he saw a woman in white flying on the water, and in a few steps she arrived in front of Yin Wenjian and them, dancing in white without wind, obviously angry to the extreme.

Yin Wenjian and the other man were quickly lifted out of the pool, and in the woman's hand it was as light as a piece of paper, and it was only a moment before they were taken to the edge of the pool.

"Who did this!"

The woman's voice was as sharp as a sharp sword unsheathed, and a long sword in her hand trembled and aimed at another woman in white.

"Ruan Keqin, it must be that you can't see me well, and it's bad for me!"

The long sword emitted an equally sharp whistling sound, and several sword qi burst out layer by layer, condensing into a sword shadow that was like substance.

The woman who was pointed at by the sword took a few steps back one after another, her face showed surprise, she stretched out her hand to protect her and said, "Bai Ziyu, don't mess around." ”

Bai Ziyu couldn't help but say, and the sword shadow in his hand immediately moved forward, unstoppable.

But at this moment, a voice came from afar in the air: "Nonsense ......"

The voice did not fall.

A thin golden thread coiled down like a swimming snake, and the speed was very fast, forming a cross in front of Ruan Keqin in the blink of an eye. There was a bang, and the golden thread that seemed to break at the touch of a touch easily blocked the sword shadow, and Bai Ziyu, who was originally full of anger, gradually regained his anger, and looked at the sky respectfully with the other disciples.

An old woman flew down in the air, looking at the speed was not fast. It only took one breath to reach the crowd.

Everyone greeted in unison: "Mother-in-law." ”

Yun Qianman looked at the old woman without squinting, and suddenly an invisible sense of oppression came to her face, only to feel that her heart was beating faster, and for a moment she felt that it was difficult to breathe. This was the first time she had felt this way since she arrived in the Phantom Immortal Palace, even if the Nine Palace Lord Bai Lingyu was in front of her, she would not be so nervous at all.

The old woman looked at the water, and another golden thread sank into the pool.

In a moment. A strange noise broke out in the pool. The murky water seemed to be stirred by something and began to churn wildly.

A huge bug five people long leaps out of the water and is about to land on the crowd. The golden threads in the air formed a golden net, and Shengsheng cut it into several sections. The green slime spilled from the air, and when it fell to the ground, it made a strange snorting sound. Flowers and plants within a few steps quickly*. The insects writhed on the ground for a full quarter of an hour before they gradually became ossified. The stench is worse than before.

The old woman sneered: "The bedbugs in the North Marsh have all come to the Phantom Immortal Palace." ”

A disciple stepped forward and asked, "Mother-in-law, many of the sisters' faces seem to have been burned. ”

After a moment's thought, the old woman told the disciple, "Grind the ice rock flowers and fruits into powder, add a small amount of water to the wounds." One day is good. ”

Then she turned her head suddenly, and a pair of yellowed eyes that barely had pupils looked at Yun Qianman, which made Yun Qianman's heart tremble again. In her opinion. The eyes were covered with golden gossamer, like a pair of cloudy agate. It seems to be less angry and more dead. Her intuition told her that it was terrible, very scary, for the owner of the eyes.

The old woman walked over by herself, like a spring breeze, and melted away the coldness on her face.

But her eyes were still terrifying.

I saw her smile faintly and said, "Miss Yun came to this Phantom Immortal Palace as a guest, and there was an accident just now, which made you smile." ”

"Where, where."

After a few words of greeting, Yun Qianman hurriedly said goodbye and returned to his residence, thinking of the old woman's eyes on the way, he still had palpitations.

When she got to the room, she found that Dugu, who had almost killed her, almost disgusted everyone to death to be exact, was occupying her bed on all fours. Before she could ask for her guilt, he jumped up and cried out with cracked teeth: "That old woman has killed my little brother, and sooner or later I will cut off her head, skin her and dig her bones, and feed her to wild dogs." ”

"Just that bug?"

"What's wrong with the bug, it saved me twice."

"Don't say it, I kind of want to throw up."

"You humans are deceitful and intriguing, and in my opinion, you are not as good as a worm."

"Aren't you human?" Yun Qianman grasped the point.

"I'm suddenly a little hungry, is there anything I can eat?"

"You're not human?" She repeated.

"Pay attention to your words, you're swearing." He pretended to cough dryly, walked to the window and glanced at it a few times, "As soon as it gets dark, we'll go to save people." ”

And the face to tell her to save people again?

She was thinking in her heart how to say "let him get out" more euphemistically, if she kept him, God knows what else would happen. This Phantom Immortal Palace was originally a place of right and wrong, and with this guy who caused trouble, I really didn't know when he was going to be killed. However, when I looked at it again, Dugu was already lying on the ground and asleep.

Covering his face with a woman's silk scarf, Yun Qianman was angry and hateful, and went to open it, but he snatched it away again, shouting: "Don't move, this thing is very useful, if you like it, I'll give it to you when you run out." After saying that, he continued to cover his face, and soon the snoring sound came one after another. Yun Qianman thought about it, then let him sleep again, and wait for it to get out after dark, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to cultivate Aoyun Jue.

Since breaking through to the fourth layer of qi refining, every time he cultivates, all the veins around his body have opened, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is much faster than before.

After Aoyun Jue had practiced for a week, the aura of all meridians in her body was full, and her dantian was almost full, making her have to sigh that the aura of the Phantom Immortal Palace was so rich that it was indeed incomparable to the outside world. Inhaling so much aura was enough for her to digest for a while, and it was estimated that it would take at least three days for all the aura to be converted into spiritual power. It's a pity, even if there is more aura here, it doesn't seem to have much effect with her current cultivation speed.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark.

Dugu, who had slept for a day, finally stood up from the ground, and there seemed to be a red light in his pupils that flashed and disappeared.

He sniffed the air with his nose and said with a solemn expression: "What a heavy smell of blood!" ”

She sniffed it with her nose too, but she didn't smell anything.

Dugu desperately pointed at her side with his hand, "Look, there are a few blood-colored breaths here, you must have brought them here when you practiced." ”

She looked at it with wide eyes, and there were indeed a few dark red hairsprings in the air, as thin as hairlines, and she would never have noticed them unless he reminded her.

Then he asked, "What's going on?" ”

Dugu desperately emphasized: "This is a blood-colored breath." ”

She asked, "What is the scent of blood?" ”

"You don't even know that?"

Dugu showed a shocked expression, as if to say in his eyes, you don't know this grandmother's common sense.

Yun Qianman looked at him calmly, this blood-colored breath was indeed the first time she had heard of it, what happened to common sense, there were fewer things that my aunt and grandmother knew!

He scratched his head, as if he didn't know where to start, and it took a long time before he said: "It's not difficult to say that cultivation is difficult, and it's not easy to say, in layman's terms, it is to turn the world's spiritual energy into something that you have, so as to have all kinds of magical powers." But there are many kinds of aura in the world, and as far as I know, there are more than a dozen. Generally, monks cultivate heavenly and earthly qi, which is the most common spiritual energy, which is found everywhere, nothing unusual. Just now you saw that the blood-colored aura is also a type of aura, this aura is not common, but it is very powerful. However, I advise you not to cultivate here, you used to cultivate the righteous Heavenly Spirit and Earth Qi, and it is still a trivial matter to cultivate as a degeneration, so let this kind of thing demonize the mind, so what else can I do my wife......"

"Scarlet ......"

She muttered a few more times, and suddenly felt a cone pain in her palm, and the marks of the insect bite at the bottom of the valley a few days ago reappeared. (To be continued.) )

ps: Thank you jly69 for the peace charm, thank you for your support!

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