"Shhhh

The temperature of the Ding furnace rose sharply at this moment, Lan Wujiang only felt that the whole person was going to be boiled, she was now a great consummation of forging her body, and she was one step away from quenching her soul.

The doubling pain at this moment was precisely because Lan Wujiang was facing a breakthrough, she was angry and dantian, and the skin, flesh, muscles and bones that had been tempered in every way were integrated into the Ding Furnace, which was crushed into ashes, and the pain nerves disappeared, leaving only a skeleton with a white silkworm robe as light as paper.

The fragile soul was stripped away, emitting a faint light, like an illusory shadow.

Everything is extremely unreal.

The souls of ordinary people are extremely fragile, but the souls of those who cultivate can resist the attacks of the monks' divine sense! Solid as a stone.

Lan Wujiang transported the stored strength upward, and subtle changes occurred in the realm of the sea of knowledge, the magma pool went down, the scorching temperature gradually mild, the barren rocks disappeared, and the land appeared......

She snorted with a furrowed brow, and a wave of heat flowed from her brain to her body.

After quenching the soul, the body reappeared along the skeleton, the bones were as white as jade, the skin was like snow, the hair was as thin and soft as ice, quietly hanging on the shoulders, the white silkworm clothes were still spotless, and the slender and perfect body curves made Lan Wujiang's last bit of immaturity disappear, she opened her eyes in the Ding Furnace, the power in the dantian was pure, and there was no impurity.

The medicinal juice around was refined, and only the white mist was rising in the giant ding.

The fourteenth day of cultivation is over!

Quenching the Fourth Order, a Spirit-Body Dual Cultivator!

The jade plate was pinched into powder in her palm, and with a bang, the gas inside burst out, and the Ding furnace slowly opened, Xu Yun looked at Lan Wujiang with a stubble beard, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

"Why bother?" Hoarse voice when he speaks.

Lan Wujiang hooked his lips and smiled, his voice crisp, "Back to the dean, Wujiang is not reckless, thank you Dean for helping me exercise!"

Xu Yun looked at Lan Wujiang and sighed, and sighed, "When you are old, you are better than blue, and I will help you find the matter of Shengyuan Dan." Grandpa asked you to go back to participate in the small competition after you got out of the customs, and I have nothing to give you, thinking that you don't have weapons, this Leng Mei sword is a little bit of my heart, you take it and use it first, and I will give you a better one in the future. ”

Lan Wujiang took the sword, only to see that this sword was delicate and very handy, she brushed the scabbard, and her heart was touched, this was her first weapon......

"I'm stunned, I don't want to go back soon, how long have I been delayed." Xu Yun looked at the stunned Lan Wujiang and only felt angry and funny.

Lan Wujiang saluted Xu Yun, put on his shoes, and went straight to the Lan family's hall.

Lan Family Sect Spiritual Hall, the young children are all gathered here at this moment, and Lan Jun reads the list of participants, and when Lan Wujiang arrives, she happens to have read herself.

"Here!" She walked out of the crowd and quickly answered.

Let Lan Wenjiu, who was trying to see her jokes, eat.

Lan Wenjiu is specially dressed today, the purple clothes are smart and beautiful, noble and extraordinary, but he never thought that the Lan Wujiang ice muscle and jade bones after forging his body have his own immortal energy.

Everywhere you go, you will attract the attention of others.

She gritted her teeth, angry in her heart.

Secretly scolded the fox embryo.

Lan Junlin also saw Lan Wujiang's otherness, and his brows furrowed deeply, "Wujiang, I'll go and change my clothes later, and dress up like this." ”

"Back to the head of the family, the disciple just came out of retreat, and he didn't have time to change his clothes." She holds the Lengmei sword in her hand, adding a bit of chivalry, and her movements are neat, which makes many women frequently look sideways.

Lan Xiaowu stood in the corner, looking at Lan Wujiang in a daze.

The palms of the hands were quietly clenched.

The elder on the side coughed twice, "King's Landing, let's get the game done and start the game early." ”

When Lan Junlin heard this, he had no choice but to give up and let Lan Wujiang go for the time being.

Lan Wujiang's gaze met Lan Xiaowu, she smiled happily, and made a gesture with Lan Xiaowu, signaling that she would go back to Qinghuanlou to change her clothes first.

Lan Xiaowu's eyebrows were crooked, and her lips raised a beautiful arc.

It's good that she hasn't seen her so much, but she still thinks about herself.