"Big brother, why are you drooling, it's so disgusting!" Lian Wushuang said disgustedly on the side.

Chen Qingyang hurriedly wiped off the viscous liquid at the corner of his mouth, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back for a while, I lost my temper!" ”

Seeing so much fairy spirit liquid, in fact, Chen Qingyang's performance was calm enough, if it was someone else, I am afraid that he would have gone crazy with excitement.

Then Lian Wushuang looked at Chen Qingyang suspiciously, and said, "Big brother, I feel that you are becoming more and more mysterious!" ”

Chen Qingyang not only resisted the extremely terrible cold and came to the deepest part of the cave, but also easily passed through that magic circle seal, and the most incredible thing for Lian Wushuang was that she actually felt a familiar aura on Chen Qingyang's body.

This breath is not because she has known or seen Chen Qingyang's familiarity before, but from the connection of blood, but Lian Wushuang's mind is still too low, and she doesn't know what this blood-connected breath means.

Faced with Lian Wushuang's doubts, Chen Qingyang only shrugged his shoulders helplessly, being able to pass through the magic circle seal, not to mention Lian Wushuang, even he felt very incredible.

Now that a pool of immortal spirit liquid was defeated in front of his eyes, Chen Qingyang couldn't wait to immediately improve his strength to the realm of the innate great dream, and then absorb the immortal spirit liquid and break through to the realm of the divine pill in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that fantasy can't become reality after all.

"Wushuang, you usually live by drinking fairy liquid?" Chen Qingyang still felt a little incredulous and asked.

"yes, is there a problem?" Lian Wushuang pulled his head and asked.

Chen Qingyang swallowed his saliva and asked, "Don't tell me that this big pool of fairy liquid was drunk by you?" ”

There was a pool the size of a basketball court, if it was filled with fairy liquid, Chen Qingyang really didn't dare to imagine how spectacular that picture was.

Lian Wushuang shook his head and said, "Where can I drink so much, when I was born, there wasn't much fairy liquid left in the pool, at the beginning I only drank one drop a month, but now I have to drink several drops a day, but if I drink too much, it will be uncomfortable." ”

"Born? You were born here? Chen Qingyang asked curiously.

"That's right, that's what my master told me anyway, and I don't know what birth is, but I remember being here as soon as I woke up." Lian Wushuang said.

"What about your parents?" Chen Qingyang asked.

Born in such a low temperature environment, Chen Qingyang really didn't dare to imagine how perverted Lian Wushuang's physique was.

"Parents? What is Parent? Lian Wushuang looked at Chen Qingyang with a puzzled expression and asked.

Chen Qingyang was speechless!

Lian Wushuang's mind is like a child, but she didn't expect that she didn't even know what the meaning of the word "parents" was.

"The one who gave birth to you." Chen Qingyang explained.

Lian Wushuang still looked at Chen Qingyang blankly, not understanding the meaning of Chen Qingyang's words at all.

Chen Qingyang could only choose to give up and no longer dwell on this issue.

There are too many secrets on Lian Wushuang's body, which are completely beyond the scope of Chen Qingyang's cognition.

If she was a powerful beast, Chen Qingyang could understand it, but she had the appearance and shape of a human being.

Shaking his head, Chen Qingyang's gaze was suddenly attracted by the pale blue ancient handwriting on the bluestone wall.

This is a kind of text that Chen Qingyang has never seen before, not like an immortal script, nor like the ancient font on the Demon Refining Ding.

Just by looking at it, Chen Qingyang felt dizzy, his eyes were dizzy, and his body was strongly uncomfortable, as if there was a fire burning his body, so that he had to withdraw his gaze.

"Wushuang, what is carved on this bluestone wall?"

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Qingyang gradually recovered.

"That's my practice, big brother, don't you understand?" Lian Wushuang asked.

Chen Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile, he wanted to understand that the cultivation method of such a mysterious text must be above the heavens.

It's a pity that Chen Qingyang doesn't even have the courage to look up now, he doesn't want to go through that kind of pain and torture again.

But at this moment, a blue light appeared on Chen Qingyang's chest again, but this blue light suddenly shot into the ancient words on the bluestone wall.

The next moment, the pale blue text on the bluestone wall suddenly emitted a more powerful blue light, releasing a breathtaking light.

Chen Qingyang subconsciously raised his head, and the five ancient fonts seemed to float up from the bluestone wall, and then submerged into Chen Qingyang's brain.

As soon as those five ancient characters entered Chen Qingyang's mind, a majestic and vast voice suddenly resounded in his entire mind.

"Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra!"

The voice read out the five big characters, and then they were deeply engraved in Chen Qingyang's memory.

Immediately afterwards, the other words on the bluestone wall slowly floated up, submerging into Chen Qingyang's consciousness space one by one.

The expression on Chen Qingyang's face was suddenly stunned, and as the ancient scriptures were submerged, he sat down cross-legged unconsciously, his mind was completely immersed in it, and his face became more and more calm, as if he had incarnated into a living Buddha who had attained enlightenment, and his six senses were also completely closed, cutting off all contact with the outside.

Lian Wushuang on the side saw this scene, opened his small mouth, and looked at Chen Qingyang with wide eyes.

"How can the eldest brother cultivate the Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra?" Lian Wushuang said with an incredible face.

Immediately afterwards, an even more incredible picture appeared in Lian Wushuang's sight.

Behind Chen Qingyang, a phantom faintly appeared.

The phantom was incomparably huge, like a big bird with wings outstretched, flapping its broad wings, and even making a crisp and loud chirping sound.

At this moment, Lian Wushuang's whole person was sluggish.

"It's actually a phoenix statue, is the big brother the same kind of person as me?" Lian Wushuang muttered to himself.

At this time, Chen Qingyang didn't know what was happening to him at all, and the whole person was completely immersed in the mysteries of the "Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra".

The original unfamiliar ancient words were no longer an obstacle for Chen Qingyang, turning into blue divine light, filling the entire consciousness space, and even faintly competing with the Book of War.

At the same time, that blue divine light covered Chen Qingyang's body, causing the blood in his body to boil instantly, like a burning fire.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyang's six senses were completely closed at this moment, and he couldn't detect this burning pain at all.

The blue divine light quickly "invaded" all parts of Chen Qingyang's body, muscles, muscles and bones, and even every cell, constantly burning and repairing, turning into blue energy, and finally pouring into Chen Qingyang's dantian.

After absorbing the blue energy transformed by his physical body, his dantian was instantly dyed with a layer of dazzling blue light, making his dantian more stable and powerful. ()