Treating Boyang is a very energy-consuming thing.

Lin Lan had never tried to output spiritual power for such a long time, and wanted to stop several times, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Therefore, as soon as her second meridian was opened, her eyes turned black, and she collapsed weakly in Tian Xin's arms, dizzy.

"If it weren't for the promotion, I wouldn't have done such a thankless thing", without admitting his soft-heartedness at all, Lin Lan thought through gritted teeth.

A Huiling Pill was stuffed into Tian Xin's mouth, which made her feel a lot better.

"Thank you young master!" Boyang was immersed in the joy of the changes in his body, and when he heard the reminder, and then saw Lin Lan's pale face, he was suddenly a little in a hurry.

"Thank you, Sister Mo!"

He was a little distressed, and even swept away the melancholy brought by the confession, and wanted to come forward to help, but he didn't know how to do it, so he could only help pour a glass of water and hand it to Lin Lan, "Sister drink tea, I, I'm sorry for you." ”

Lin Lan waved his hand, didn't take his tea, but took out a pot of Space Spirit Spring and drank it.

Boyang's hand froze in mid-air, a little lost, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and became high-spirited. Sister Lan has the grace of reinvention for herself, and she must work hard to cultivate in the future, and prove to her with practical actions that she is useful.

"You go back, and see how you perform later."

"Yes!" Boyang honestly walked out of the small courtyard.

The creak of the courtyard door closing, Lin Lan couldn't suppress the surging spiritual power, and sat down cross-legged.

The spiritual power that fed back was somewhat linked to the other party's level of gratitude, and the crystal spiritual power instantly poured into the limbs, and the feeling of weakness was alleviated, and it soon touched the barrier of the sixth layer of qi refining. Lin Lan hooked the corners of her mouth, thinking to herself, this kid was not saved in vain.

Lin Lan was not in a hurry, she worked steadily, guiding her spiritual power to run around her body in circles, washing away the impurities in her meridians. Soon, gray dirt appeared again from every pore, and the body soaked in the spiritual spring became more transparent and clear.

Seeing that she was almost ready, she gradually gathered her strength, and her spiritual power hit the gate of the sixth layer of qi refining like a river, and there was a "boom" sound in the spiritual platform, Lin Lan hugged Yuan Shouyi, her face was calm, she knew that the breakthrough was only a matter of time.

At this time, Tian Xin, who was protecting the Dharma on the side, was almost shocked. The young master, who was still weak just now, is about to break through the realm all of a sudden?

Originally, she felt that it would be almost impossible to break through from the fifth layer of qi refining to the seventh layer of qi refining in two or three months. But looking at the spiritual power of her young master rising from time to time, she suddenly became a little confused and confident.

Her world view and monastic outlook have been washed away, and a great sense of glory has risen, her own young master is really a rare ghost talent in a hundred years, in the future, no matter what the young master does, we will support it unconditionally.

Well, long live the young master, the young master is invincible.

……

By the time Lin Lan finished his work, it was already dark.

After a hard night's work, she didn't feel half tired, but was full of energy.

Successfully promoted to the sixth layer of qi refining, the sense of urgency in Lin Lan's heart also eased, and he only needed to upgrade one more layer before he could take over the task of leading the late stage of qi refining. She looked at her stomach and weighed it, she could delay her pregnancy for three months at most, but it should be enough.

"Let's go, go farming." Lin Lan cast a cleaning spell, and said to Tian Xin, who was full of stars, looking at the other party's collapsed round face, and was in a good mood.

……

At this time, Lin Lan was proud, and her cultivation and side business were correct.

At that time, Lin Yier fell into a deep entanglement.

This matter has to be talked about from the return of Mingyang City. Last time, Lin Yi'er took advantage of Xiao Tuo's absence to quietly buy all the things that Lin Lan wanted to buy but couldn't afford, especially the black stick in the weapon shop, which cost her a thousand spirit stones.

Although she is a little distressed, she has always had a deep awe of the heroine's halo, and she firmly believes that these things picked up from the stalls must have rare treasures, as long as you press a treasure, then don't you earn it?

On the same day, she carried a series of "treasures" in her arms and plunged into the cave to conduct in-depth research.

This black mess, the stall owner blows to the sky, just a mud puppet.

This bell cost her a hundred spirit stones, even if it doesn't have a big effect, it has to be a magic weapon, but when it drops blood, there is no reaction at all, it is just an ornament.

There is also this dagger, this chain, this seemingly simple copper coin that actually only has a slight effect on warding off evil spirits, all of them, all of which are of little value.

spent all her belongings, and what she bought back was a pile of rags. No matter how bad luck is, it won't be like this, right?

She once wondered if Lin Lan had seen something and deliberately played with herself, but when she picked up the black stick, she wasn't sure.

This black stick actually has some doorways.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of, it is much stronger than the ordinary blade, Lin Yi'er tried it with the magic weapon dagger, but he could only leave a shallow white scratch on it, and with his strength in the second layer of qi refining, he couldn't see through its internal structure.

"There's a door!" Her eyes lit up, after all, it was the heroine who had her heart in mind, maybe this was the supreme divine soldier.

She dripped blood, only to see that the blood was absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she actually vaguely sensed the emotions that the black stick longed for.

"Not enough, not enough, blood ......"

Although the situation is a little strange, the desire to obtain the Arcana prevails. Reluctant that the child couldn't trap the wolf, Lin Yier gritted her teeth, cut her wrist, and let the blood drip on it.

The black stick flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, absorbing all the blood until Lin Yi'er's face was pale and she didn't know how to eat.

"It can't go on like this." Lin Yier finally covered the wound and stopped irrigating.

Looking down at the black stick, its surface became so smooth that even the marks of the dagger she had just used the magic weapon were gone.

The black stick hummed and trembled, making a sound that seemed to speak of longing, as if the ancient soul that had been sleeping for a long time was about to awaken, haunted by a mysterious aura.

"There's no way if you don't have enough blood, you can't be taken by you to do it alone in order to recognize the Lord. Big deal, I'll give you a little blood every day. ”

The black stick seemed to understand the words, stopped making noise, and fell silent. It looks like an ordinary stick.

Lin Yi'er turned her senses, and while she was pleasantly surprised, she felt that this black stick was strange and unpredictable, and she had to study the reality before making plans.

So during these days, she tossed and turned among the senior brothers of Qifeng, and even invited her own Yuan Infant Master, after a variety of means such as fire, forging, and divine scanning, she said that there was no demon soul in this black stick that she imagined, at most it was an ignorant and untruly awakened instrument spirit, and she really put her mind at ease.

Thus, the blood sacrifice began to confess the Lord.

For a week, Lin Yier didn't know how many blood-replenishing pills she had taken, and with a zombie face, she finally established contact with the black stick tremblingly. If it weren't for the thought that this was originally Lin Lan's thing, she might not be able to hold on.

Lin Yier wants to cry, it's not easy to snatch the opportunity of the heroine.