The potency of the Blood Tree Pollen comes from the true fire of the center of the earth, and even after this transformation, it is still too strong and domineering for ordinary cultivators. She can't take it directly like Yun Wei, she is afraid that her muscles and veins will burst and die, which is too much to make. It must be diluted with five or six times water to be able to drink it little by little, and every three sips must be breathed in situ for twelve weeks to refine its potency.

This substance is sweet and smooth in the throat, and is not very different from ordinary honey. However, immediately afterwards, a rich and warm power rose from the dantian, penetrating into every inch of the body's texture, bones, tendons and blood, and the huge vitality contained in it made every cell of the body cheer.

This is the life force that the Blood Tree transforms from the true fire in the center of the earth. Feng Miaojun's cultivation in the past three years has been all on his own, just like a pharmacist who tests poison with his body, even if he gains something, his body is also somewhat damaged. This is not unavoidable, but as long as you continue to take bloodtree pollen for dozens of days, these injuries can be properly repaired.

This is the effect of Peiyuan.

She is still in the vigorous years of growing her body, and her performance is not so obvious. If the old woman is convinced, it only takes more than ten days to get rid of the wrinkles of the crane hair and return to the appearance of twenty or thirty years ago.

Feng Miaojun didn't expect the effect of powder honey to be so strong, so she secretly mixed a large glass of water with her private inventory and drank it, and as a result, she breathed for half an hour, and when she finished work, she was happy and worried.

Happily, my skin was oozing sticky mortar, and there was a faint fishy smell when I smelled it. This is incredible for a girl who likes cleanliness, but Feng Miaojun knows in her heart that she has been practicing hard for three years, even if what she has learned is mixed, it is time to usher in the change of "washing the marrow". She hadn't sensed it before, and she was already slightly anxious in her heart, but after eating the blood tree powder honey, she immediately squeezed it out.

Born with meat ¥~ mortal body, inhaling red dust and turbidity and eating grains, pickled things slowly accumulate in the body, which invade the blood and bones, hindering the operation of spiritual power. And the process of driving them all out is called "washing the marrow", because the blood comes from the marrow, which is a process of cultivating the soul from the inside out.

The aura of heaven and earth has declined so far, and the method of cultivation has changed in due course, and there has long been no unified realm measurement standard, but "washing the marrow" is a level that practitioners must pass.

At the same time, she also secretly shouted badly. Yun Jie told her last day to "go out early in the morning", but now the sun is rising. I'm afraid he's going to change his face again.

It's too late anyway, so it's not bad for this time. Feng Miaojun turned his heart sideways, and simply took a bath to wash off the dirt first, then dried his hair and went to find the national teacher.

At this time, she felt that all the 108,000 pores of her body were breathing freely, and all of them were comfortable and comfortable. When a person takes two steps down from the ground, it seems that he can fly upwards.

Of course, this is just an illusion after washing the marrow and losing weight.

Walking to the door of Yun Kui's room, she first tapped on the left door frame, tapped twice on the right door frame, and a gossip plate floated in the air. She pressed one on each of the earthquake position, the Gen position, and the departure position, and the gossip plate was gone.

Now, she can knock on the door, otherwise she will be chopped to pieces by the wind and thunder prohibition that guards the room-Yun Jie said the original words. As for the position on the gossip plate, is it fixed? Of course not, the national teacher can set up as many directions as he wants, and ensure that there is no trace to follow.

She knocked on the door, one heavy and two light, which was the code word agreed with Yun Jie to identify herself.

Quietly inside.

Feng Miaojun frowned and knocked twice.

Still no one answered.

She looked left and right, noticing that the windows of her room were also airtight. Of course, now that winter is approaching, the night is cold and dewy, and most people will sleep with their windows closed.

She thought for a moment, took two steps back, and stood silently, not knocking on the door again, nor pushing it in.

It was about a quarter of an hour before the door creaked open.

She didn't hear footsteps.

Yun Kui stood inside the door, looking at her quietly. Feng Miaojun raised a smile: "My lord, it's not early. ”

She laughed so hard that she couldn't think of a city, but Yun Jie asked her, "Why didn't you come in and call me?"

"When you think about it, you get up. In fact, she believed that he had no accident. Feng Miaojun replied, seeing that he was wearing a middle coat, his face was slightly ruddy, and his hair was scattered and draped, obviously he had just woken up, and the confusion in his eyes covered up the edge of the past.

At this moment, Yun Kui looks two points cute.

He reached out to cover his mouth, yawned, and walked into the house, "Come in and tie my hair." ”

She has more and more chores to do, will this guy give her a salary increase? Feng Miaojun pursed her lips, compared it with the grate, and chirped in her mouth: "It's too high, I can't comb the top of my head." ”

She's short, he's tall, and his hands can't reach anyone's head.

Yun Wei didn't say a word, sat down in front of the mirror, and let her tie the knot with her fingers.

Her movements, dexterous and gentle.

Yun Kui's hair is jet black, tough, smooth and shiny, and it is a pleasure to hold in your hand. Feng Miaojun only felt weird, his hair was blood, and only people who were extraordinarily full of qi and blood would grow such hair. For example, the hair of teenagers always grows vigorously, and as they get older, the hair gradually withers and dries yellow, and it is easy to fall out, and the hairline recedes.

The quality of hair is closely related to the quality of the body. If Yun Jie is not in good physical condition, how can he have such an external performance?

Feng Miaojun was thinking about it, and seeing that his eyes were slightly closed, and he was still in a state of dissociation, he couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and gently squeeze his temples.

Before his hand touched, Yun Lai suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, and he swept the reflection of Feng Miaojun in his glasses.

She was slightly startled, stopped, and secretly cursed herself for how dare she move him.

However, Yun Kui narrowed his eyes again and said lazily: "Go on." ”

She gently massaged him with just the right amount of force. Although Yun Jie didn't say anything, he looked comfortable, and even put away the little momentum of Fang Cai, and enjoyed ¥~ by her service wholeheartedly.

His expression was like a cat napping by the fireplace, cosy and relaxed.

Feng Miaojun remembered that in the days when the two of them were in the White Elephant Mountain Range, Yun Ku seemed to use pranayama meditation to represent sleep, but his body actually needed a good night's sleep, right?

Sleep is the best way to rejuvenate the body and drive away fatigue. Thinking of this, she stuck out her tongue and secretly said that it was dangerous. Yun Kui dared to let himself fall asleep, he must have done a good job. If she had just broken in without knocking on the door, I am afraid that nothing good would have happened.

She had inadvertently walked back and forth through the ghost gate, which was also the true meaning of his words.

This guy is really full of malice towards people.

Men's hairstyles are much simpler than women's. Feng Miaojun combed his long hair meticulously and tied it with a white jade crown, and a beautiful man with a radiant spirit was baked.

Yun Kui opened his eyes again, where was there still a trace of sleepiness?

He stood up and was about to walk out, when he suddenly turned around and lifted Feng Miaojun's chin and looked at it carefully.