Ringbell thought about it for a moment.

She felt that Qingwen's current situation should be divided into several links to consider.

First of all, it is necessary to connect the broken meridians and weak veins first, so that the tea qi of the bell can lead Qingwen's true qi to a big week. After that, it is necessary to find a way to make the Great Seal continue to generate new and rolling true qi after it is broken away, and this requires Qingwen to recover her physical strength after carefully recuperating her body. Finally, it is also necessary to let Qingwen initially have the ability to control when the true qi gushes out of the opening place in the body, and when to accumulate and prepare the true qi in a timely and economical manner.

To do the following, although the bell is the leader, it mainly depends on Qingwen's understanding and determination. The so-called resolute force is not only to know what cannot be done, but also to know that in the face of danger, it is to be decisive and not to take risks.

Looking at the little fishing scholar who had been sleeping and confused all day, Ringing was very worried, and he didn't think that he had to be able to grasp all this, even under his own support and uninterrupted monitoring and supervision.

The tea vapor flowed softly, and under the guidance of the bell holding his breath, it meant that the little scholar was fishing, and Miao Miao's tea smoke entered the little scholar's seal hall.

And Qingwen frowned a little in her sleep or because of this external force, and immediately, she was at ease again.

On the one hand, Ringing Bell continuously used his true qi to convey tea qi into the little scholar's body, and on the other hand, through the strong and abundant tea qi that had entered the body, he was looking for various places where his meridians and weak veins could be broken, so as to give nourishment and repair in one place and another.

However, it is a long process of recuperation.

Seeing that the bell was panting and his face was pale, it was obvious that he was using too much force, and his energy supply was also a little weaker.

At the moment when the bell was resting, she did not relax her grasp of the situation of the little scholar. And at this time, Qingwen didn't really feel anything at all.

Through the supply of bell tea qi, the changes in Qingwen's body made various intentions flicker and disappear in her ignorant consciousness:

In his sleep, the wolves howled, and even the wind weakened.

The Great Wilderness Mountain is black and swarthy, revealing its back to the thatched huts in the valley.

Looking back, in the distance, the tip of the mountain on the opposite side of the practice has turned into a small bright spot like a firefly.

Ignorantly, Qingwen's consciousness dragged her tired body forward, and in the afterglow, suddenly, she was attracted by the faint light in the sky, and curiosity drove her to observe carefully.

Two black mushroom clouds were merging, and behind the clouds, a faint ray of light was revealed. This ray of light gave the tired Qingwen an indescribable strength, so the already sore legs suddenly had a little more strength.

In the sky, the clouds closed together into an impermeable wall, and the sky was black and rumbling.

With her memory, Qingwen began to secretly look for the silver light in her heart that few seconds ago, she smashed it, what could it be that the light emitted by something was so magical, and it also inspired her fighting spirit?

Could it be the eyes of a wolf?

Qingwen chuckled in her heart, and she began to look around nervously, trying to find the silver light again.

A gust of wind rose, and countless rays of silver light flickered, not far in front of them.

It's not a wolf, yes, the light from the wolf's eyes is green, and the ray of light in front of him is silver.

Qingwen strode towards the place where the silver light shimmered. After running a long way, she finally found the place, and at this time, even the wind stopped following her.

It turned out that Qingwen was in a tall, straight, unknown forest in her dream, but, again, the silver light was gone.

She had to rest against the trunk of a large tree.

Inside, the drums were beating, and the heat wave was pounding one by one, from the top of her head to her legs, leaving her in a state of irritability, anxiety and unable to control herself......

That's when she noticed that there were layers of scales growing on the trunk of the tree against which she was leaning. This old tree, like the hundred-year-old silver fir in my hometown, has hard scales, but it is soft to the touch, which is very comfortable......

The wind above the forest rustled the leaves of the silver fir trees, and the silver light reflected from the leaves was pouring into her body again from Qingwen's hall.

It was this strange, in-the-body silver light that was being sought......

However, these silver lights could not pull her out of her dream.

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