At this time, Yi Cheng had already used the submersible sail to dive into the ground for several miles, and then slowly escaped towards the periphery of Kunwu.

The two ancestors were not wrong, Yi Cheng did loot the Kunwu Treasure House, and the credit was naturally Dajin.

When Uncle Song's fugue was too empty, Yi Cheng let Dajin enter the treasure house, and after several swallows, he put all the items in the treasure house into the Seven Mysterious Space.

Yi Cheng was also surprised by Dajin's ability, but this harvest made Yi Cheng himself startled.

Fortunately, the Qixuan space is vast and boundless, otherwise this mountain-like thing would really not be able to be taken out.

It's just that Yi Cheng didn't have time to count, at this time he had reached his limit, but he had only sneaked for more than a thousand miles.

This injury was too serious, and it was something that Yi Cheng had never experienced since his self-cultivation.

Yi Cheng knew that he could no longer move forward at this time, and if he left the submersible sail too deep underground, he would have to supply spiritual power at all times.

At this time, he could not wait to heal his wounds, so he could only carefully move the submersible sail towards the surface.

After sneaking around for a while, Yi Cheng's divine sense investigated, this seemed to be the cave of a Qi cultivation period monk, and there was no one at this time.

Yi Cheng quietly walked out of the ground and looked at the surrounding arrangement, which seemed to be a female cultivator's boudoir.

It didn't seem to be a good place to heal his injuries, but Yi Cheng was seriously injured at this time, and his divine sense was also severely limited, so he could only observe the scene within three or four miles, so he didn't dare to leave, so he could only stabilize his injuries first.

Yi Cheng found a remote corner in this nunnery's boudoir and arranged a hidden formation.

As long as it wasn't for the Yuan Infant Monk's careful probing, no one should be able to detect it here.

After doing this, Yi Cheng sat down cross-legged and quickly recovered from his injuries.

The blow of this Yuan Infant Ancestor was really not so easy to receive.

His semi-spiritual armor was completely shattered, and his physical body was almost on the verge of collapse, his viscera was bleeding, and his meridians were seriously damaged.

Yi Cheng estimated that even if his Great Yan Tian Jue had an excellent healing effect, this time he would not be able to use his spiritual power to fight with people without a month.

No longer delaying time, Yi Cheng took all the best healing pills on his body, and then slowly healed his injuries with his knees crossed.

For three days in a row, no one entered this cave, Yi Cheng is now a lot more relieved, maybe the owner of this cave is out on errands, and his luck is not bad.

But on the fourth day, Yi Cheng's good luck came to an end, and two monks, a man and a woman, came into this cave.

Yi Cheng was seriously injured at this time, and his divine sense was also limited, so he didn't dare to look closely, so as not to be discovered by the two.

But the man and the woman walked straight towards Yi Cheng's boudoir, which made Yi Cheng depressed again.

The male cultivator seemed to be an anxious person, and as soon as he entered the room, he directly hugged the woman and gnawed it for a while, and then took off the female cultivator's clothes one by one.

Yi Cheng was sitting in the corner at this time, and he couldn't see Yi Cheng outside because of the formation, but Yi Cheng could see the two of them clearly.

Faced with the fragrant scene, how could Yi Cheng have the heart to appreciate it at this time, he is not untrained now, and at the same time, the mental training on the second floor of the Qixuan Space has already made Yi Cheng turn a blind eye to this.

But when Yi Cheng saw the appearance of the male cultivator facing him, he couldn't help but sigh, it was really a narrow road.

This person is none other than Yue Lin, the descendant of the Kunwu Mountain Yue family.

But Yi Cheng is absolutely unable to do anything at this time, even if he can kill Yue Lin by surprise, his own line of hiding will definitely leak.

So Yi Cheng could only turn a blind eye to everything in front of him.

At this moment, Yue Lin had already stripped the female cultivator's clothes, and there was nothing left on his body.

The nun turned around and pouted her hips high.

Yue Lin seemed to enjoy this posture very much, and he fought with it with a gun.

Gradually, both of them had gasping sounds, and the monk's body was naturally not comparable to mortals, and after a quarter of an hour, the nun's voice gradually became high-pitched.

Yi Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't want this eye and ear blessing at this time!

The nun may have been emotional, and her head, which was originally lying on the table, was also raised.

What a pure face this was, if he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Yi Cheng would never have believed that the high cry would come out of the mouth of the owner of this face.

But Yi Cheng saw a trace of deeply hidden resentment in the eyes of this female cultivator, yes, although the flush appeared on his face because of instinct, but the resentment in his eyes Yi Cheng would never be mistaken.

It seems that this female cultivator is not voluntary, Yi Cheng shook his head helplessly, at this time, he could not protect himself, so naturally he couldn't help her.

Yi Cheng didn't want to look at it anymore, but this woman's appearance was a little familiar.

But I never remembered when I had seen this person.

"Qiao'er, you're getting better and better, Ha Luha, as long as you continue to serve Ben Shao like this, it's just a simple thing to help you build a foundation, ah"

That Yue Lin twitched more violently as he spoke.

When the nun heard this, she seemed to be very pleased, and her hips twisted more cooperatively, accompanied by a higher cry.

But Yi Cheng saw an even stronger resentment in his eyes.

"Qiao'er? Qiao'er? Yi Cheng thought about it carefully, and gradually, Yi Cheng thought about why this female cultivator felt familiar.

Qiao Qiao'er, the granddaughter of Qiao Li, who robbed and killed herself outside Yungang City, and gave her a piece of general ruin information later.

It's just that after many years, the little girl appeared in front of Yi Cheng in this situation, so he didn't remember it.

But at this time, Yi Cheng's healing had just begun, and even if he killed Yue Lin, he couldn't leave Kunwu with him, and he would inevitably die in the end.

Shaking his head, Yi Cheng had to close his eyes and stop looking.

Qiao Li has communicated with him several times, and the grievances have long been resolved, and he has also promised to have the opportunity to take care of his granddaughter on his behalf.

But at this time, Yi Cheng could not protect himself, so he could only wait for his injuries to improve before leaving with him.

Although Yi Cheng closed his eyes, the beautiful voice echoed in his ears.

Thinking of the resentment in Qiao'er's eyes just now, Yi Cheng couldn't help but think of the moment Yan Bingling was frozen that day, revealing a nonchalant smile.

Is it her own hallucinations or is she having something unspeakable?

Yi Cheng sighed, he didn't want to think about these things now, and he would only know the Tao when Yan Bingling was freed from Xuan Bing after a hundred years.

And now that she knows the result, whether she is willing or persecuted, it is also a fact that Yi Cheng was betrayed.

But in Yi Cheng's psychology, he hoped that Yan Bingling was forced to be helpless, so that Yi Cheng would be more acceptable.

No longer thinking about these useless things, Yi Cheng began to heal again.

That Yue Lin finally disarmed and surrendered after an hour, and then did not stay, and left two bottles of pills for Qiao Qiao'er, and left the cave.

Seeing Yue Lin leaving, Qiao Qiao'er put away the smile she had just given, washed her body expressionlessly, put on her clothes, and then took the two bottles of pills.

After swallowing one pill, he sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

Yi Cheng was embarrassed at this time, and he didn't show up, but the two of them just meditated quietly on their own.

In the next ten days, the monk's divine sense probed this place from time to time, but it was only swept away, because the cave mansion of a Qi cultivation monk was really nothing to see.

Yi Cheng's injuries have now recovered thirty percent, and he is basically under control, as long as he doesn't make violent moves with people, he will not continue to deteriorate.

Next, as long as Yi Cheng recuperates with peace of mind for a few days, there will be no major problems.

In the past ten days, Qiao Qiao'er has not left the cave mansion for half a step, and has been meditating and cultivating.

Yi Cheng looked at it and shook his head, this Qiao'er's qualification is also superior, a single line of fire spirit root, although the qualification is not excellent, but it is also superior.

Now that it is already the tenth stage of Qi training, without Zhuji Dan, it is almost impossible to break through the bottleneck by relying on one's own meditation.