Ling He and the others were alive and well under the nourishment of the elixir of Monsoon Smoke, and swept away the previous embarrassment, and everyone wanted to do a 3,600-degree backflip on the spot, only Ji Fengyan looked at the excited people with a smile, and yawned lazily: "Okay, since the wound is starting to heal, then you hurry up and clean up this place, otherwise you will sleep in the courtyard tonight." ”

Rao is monsoon smoke said this, but he couldn't resist the excitement in Ling He's heart, and they worked hard one by one, and started to do it after dividing five by two.

Ji Fengyan sat leisurely on the steps of the courtyard, looking at the guards who began to clean with sweeping and rags, and subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

The flesh is easy to heal, but what will she do with this shattered Neidan?

From childhood to adulthood, all of Ji Fengyan's energy was spent on cultivating this inner pill, and he was only one Heavenly Thunder Tribulation away from ascending to the Immortal, and the result was ...... After the catastrophe, the inner dan was broken, and the broken one was called a tragedy, and it was estimated that it was this degree of damage, according to the cultivation speed of the monsoon smoke in the past, it would not be possible to repair it back in ten years and eight years.

At the thought of starting all over again, Monsoon Smoke vomited and wanted to vomit blood.

If she knew which group of bastards were blowing up the building on the side of the mountain, she would send him to see Lord Yama!

Complaining about the shattering of his inner dan, Monsoon Smoke raised his head and looked at the dark night, Ji Cheng Feng Shui is good, not like the twenty-fourth century, there are steel and concrete everywhere, the aura in the mountains and forests is still there, and the spirituality of all beings has not been destroyed.

Ling He's hands and feet were nimble, and after a while, they had already taken the lead in cleaning up a small courtyard, so that the monsoon smoke who had been tired for a day went over to rest first, and the monsoon smoke was not hypocritical, today there were two five thunder bombardment charms, and in addition to urging the alchemy with aura, her tattered inner pill was really a little difficult, her cat went to bed, and fell asleep after a while.

The guards in the courtyard were still cleaning continuously, and the effect of Xu is pill was indeed outstanding, and they felt full of vitality throughout the night, until the sky turned white, they finished cleaning, and they each found a place to sleep.

This night, Monsoon Smoke slept a little unsteadily.

In the dream, lightning and thunder, countless lightning forced her to have no way out, she didn't know how many heavenly thunder tribulations she had avoided in her dream, it was better not to sleep than not to sleep......

[Stinky girl, don't hurry up and get out! ] This is such a wonderful place, how can you still have the heart to sleep! 】

In the midst of the lightning and thunder, the roar of the long-deceased master suddenly sounded in the ears of the monsoon smoke, and she sat up from the bed with a startled sound.

The strange and familiar environment in front of her made Monsoon Smoke a little trance, she raised her hand, touched her cold cheeks, and it was sticky under her tentacles, she noticed that she was sweating in her sleep, and her single clothes had already been soaked with sweat, she got out of bed, looked at the white sky outside the window, changed her clothes, and walked out of the yard.

"Old fellow, is this a dream for me? Good girl, capable! I've worn it all, and he's still capable of it. Monsoon Smoke remembered the roar in his ear, which seemed to be real and illusory.

I don't know if it's an illusion, although the monsoon smoke slept unsteadily, but after waking up, I felt that my whole body was a lot lighter, and the inner dan, which had consumed a lot yesterday, had recovered its previous aura at this moment......