After receiving the guidance, in the small courtyard of the house, the cultivator couldn't wait to unfold the secret tips, follow the guidance, sit cross-legged and slowly exhale, feel the changes of the five elements of heaven and earth, and guide the intersection of the spiritual element and the sword qi in the body.

After a short time, the remnant sword really took shape with the influx of spirit yuan. The sword turns with the heart, the blue light is faint, and the green Qi rises into the air.

It's done!

After fixing his mind, the cultivator jumped to the ground and grabbed the hilt of the sword. I saw the tip of the sword ticking into the water, and she was as light as a swallow and jumped into the air.

Between the moves and movements, the hissing wind drew a coherent wind mark along its body. The blade of the sword is like a green snake spitting letters, and the pen is walking in the dragon, which can make inches and inches, and cannot be soft around the fingers.

As the vitality exhales, the spiritual cultivation spins faster and faster. Fast as thunder, as fast as lightning, Du Ruo in the courtyard fluttered and danced all over the sky.

Just as he was having fun, suddenly, a mixed force surged in his body, and his eyes became hotter and hotter. The green qi sword seemed to be sucked into the body, and the blood spurted out along the veins.

The moonlight reflected on the blade of the sword, allowing the cultivator to see his own appearance. Her pupils had turned cat's eye green, and her body was covered with a thorn-like blue sword light, as if it was full of fine steel needles, and she was in pain.

She quickly held her breath, trying to keep her inner breath from continuing to disturb, but her hands were involuntarily still moving, like hanging silk puppets.

The needle was deeper, piercing the shirt and revealing a crimson.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the green Qiwu spun out and slammed into the big tree in front of the house. In an instant, a green light galloped towards the upper and lower ends at the same time, and the big tree was like a lightning strike, split vertically into two, and fell down with a bang.

At the time of the loud noise, Gongsun Changqin appeared instantly, and wrapped his arms around the crumbling girl with one hand.

He pointed a little at the jade point, sealed the acupoint of the spiritual cultivator, and then led it to the front chest with a palm, and poured spiritual power into her body. Then flip your wrist and use your palm power to guide Lingyuan to the direction, completely calming the chaotic aura.

Xiu Ling fainted, "Master......"

A sudden stiff smile condensed in Gongsun Changqin's eyes, and he gently squeezed the person in his arms, "Hey, you can see clearly, the deity is not a song of the wind." As soon as the words fell, he raised his eyes and saw the figure that had just appeared in the wind.

Feng Jinge frowned, held up the thin wrist of the cultivator with one hand, choked the pulse with two fingers, and chanted with narrow eyes: "She should have gone mad...... Thankfully, you arrived in time. As she spoke, the wind swept across her face and stopped at her sleepy brows.

The corners of the eyes of the spiritual cultivator are overflowing with faint brilliance, and the water is green. She was choking up in a nightmare, "I'm sorry, Master, but I couldn't bring you back......"

It turned out that she was calling her first departure master.

The heart was cold, and the wind sang gloomily towards the grave of the first departure, and the wind swept over the "Heaven and Earth Introduction" left on the ground, and looked at it casually.

Gongsun Changqin leaned over, looked at the handwritten annotations between the lines, and frowned frequently, "Who approved it?" This last paragraph is very problematic. ”

Putting the scroll in his sleeve, Feng Duan sang "You take care of her" and flashed away.

***

Seeing the annotation of "Heaven and Earth Citation", the handwriting is like a tadpole oracle bone, and the song of the wind is full of songs, and you know that it is written by Piao Piao. I went to find it, only to realize that the spiritual cultivator went mad and fell into the devil, and it was the speed of being a "senior sister" for a while, and he actually annotated it out of thin air in an unknown place.

disposed of the stubborn apprentices, and went to the Pavilion of All Things to take medicine for spiritual cultivation.

He chose two herbs for her, one was the spirit pill of Peiben Guyuan, which could not only help her recover her essence, but also help her be wise and clear. The other flavor is the Xuanhuang Pill that gains cultivation, and after taking it, it is quite beneficial to practice the sword and play the piano.

These two medicines are refined from heavenly materials and earth treasures, and they are not easy to come by.

But the strange thing is that in the room where the best pills were originally placed, these two flavors of medicine are completely gone. The precious medicinal materials are all sealed by a special secret box, and it is really unbelievable that the golden cicada suddenly comes out of its shell.

The surroundings were quiet and silent, the dark night wind blew, and the moon shadow was sparse, making it seem cold and strange in the narrow room. Feng Duge twisted his eyebrows, carefully scrutinized the secret box, lit the lamp again, followed the dust of the cabinet to find clues, and suddenly there was a "boom", and the stone broke the earth.

The sound came from the alchemy room not far away.

The wind broke through the door, but saw Gongsun Changqin holding the Dan furnace with his left hand, covering his chest with his right hand, his face was as white as tissue paper, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. In the Dan furnace, the red, purple, blue, yellow, and indigo flames are burning brightly, and they are brilliant.

"You melted all the Lingling Pills and Xuanhuang Pill?!"

The smoke was ethereal, and the wind sang a familiar smell, and his face changed and changed with the five-colored flames.

After the two flavor pills were melted, the essence of countless genius earth treasures was constantly remixing in the furnace fire, and the heaven and earth spirit yuan that filled the entire Dan room was pouring into the Dan furnace through Gongsun Changqin's palm. Among them is a medicine, which is obviously new.

The wind stepped forward and dragged his right hand. As soon as he took the pulse, he was taken aback, "You broke your heart?" ”

His face immediately became more and more solemn, "What kind of medicine are you refining?" ”

Reluctantly withdrawing his hand, Gongsun Changqin hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes glanced at a broken bamboo slip on the case, and said weakly: "You Fuxi, there is an ancient method of Nine Turns Xuanhuang Pill and Nine Turns Hanling Pill, and its effect is a hundred times that of ordinary Xuanhuang Dan and Hanling Pill.

And the deity knows a home remedy. First, each of them is made one, and then the blood of the heart is used as the guide to fuse and refine, which can become fire dew. For those who take it, the five poisons do not invade, the evil demons do not enter, in addition, there is also the effect of prolonging life. ”

Heart-to-heart blood.

Feng Duge was stunned for a moment, "Fire dew? The deity had never heard of it. ”

Seeing that Gongsun Changqin waved his sleeves into the wind, the fire became more and more intense, and the face of the wind became more and more cold, "Is Xia Zun too casual?" In my Fuxi to come and go freely, take freedom, it seems that I really regard Tianyu Mountain as a scarlet flower. ”

Gongsun Changqin smiled, "If Fengzun can dispose of a guest house here for me, I am grateful." ”

Guest house?

There are seventy-two qinmen in the world, and I have never seen a qin zun who is so shameless.

Feng Jingge's face stiffened, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Gongsun Changqin seemed to see his thoughts, and said with a smile: "If Fengzun wants to drive the deity away, it is absolutely impossible. Not to mention that Fengzun may not be able to defeat the deity, secretly demolishing your Tianyu Mountain, the deity can still do it. ”

Song of the Wind: ......

In the middle of nowhere, the five-colored fire in the Dan furnace turned into seven colors, and suddenly the indoor and outdoor illuminated dazzling and splendid.

After a fleeting splendor, the ashes of the furnace were extinguished. A shimmering colored bead floated in front of Gongsun Changqin.

Gongsun Changqin didn't see it, Wuzi pounded the pill into fine powder, scooped it into the jade long-necked vial with a sacrificial spoon, poured honey nectar, reduced the bitterness, put it on the table, waited for the potion to be even, and handed it to Feng Duange, "This, give it to Ling'er to eat." ”

Gazing at the jade bottle, the wind sang and raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you give it to her personally?" ”

Gongsun Changqin lay on the desk, his eyes looked directly at the jade bottle, and sighed, "You see that I am like this now, I can't stand steadily, how can I give it to her personally?" The dew should be consumed within one hour of its preparation. ”

Now, although he is weak and supportive, he is very casual in what he says. Even if it's true, it always sounds like a pretext in Fengduange, and I can't help but ask, "What is the relationship between you and Ling'er?" Why don't you see her? ”

Gongsun Changqin drooped his eyelids, "Like you, I owe her in my last life." ”

He flicked his fingers and threw the jade bottle into the arms of the wind song, and there was no more follow-up.