Bei Hongyu is even more magical, the vitality of life enters the body, and the qi sea spirit core is infused through the meridians, and it is devoured by that weird little book. Then the small book turned the pages and stopped on the page with two lines of ancient text, this time Yan San saw the text on it clearly, it was a poem: 'The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows'!

On this page, a large stream of green and life vitality of the same origin gushed out, feeding back the meridians. Gradually, the broken meridians of Bei Hongyu began to stretch, touch, and reconnect together, and then became tough under the action of the tender green spirit element, and the spirit element recirculated. The cracks on the small book gradually disappeared, and the decayed sea of qi returned to full of vitality.

Such a miracle!

For Mao and me, I can only use it as Yuanjing, and these two people can save their lives by using it? Yan San felt that it was really too deceitful.

In fact, Yan San's use of life vitality is the same as that of Murong Qingyi, generating qi and blood spirit elements through his physical body, but his vitality essence purifies the pearl sand, and the transformation effect does not seem to be as obvious as that of Murong Qingyi. The cultivation of monks is indispensable to use Yuan Jing, and the Yuan Qi in Yuan Jing also needs to be refined before it can finally be transformed into his own things, and this transformation process seems to be slow, in fact, because the Yuan Qi contained in Yuan Jing is not of sufficient grade. And the life vitality is a higher-order vitality, which is extremely pure, and the third-order cultivators naturally greatly shorten the refining process, so it appears miraculous and extraordinary.

For example, the vitality of life is like a tonic, curing diseases and strengthening the body without diseases, and Yuanjing is like a meal. Yan San usually only takes tonic medicine as a meal, so it rarely has the effect of curing diseases.

As for the magic on Bei Hongyu, it is the exercises she practiced. Bei Hongyu's practice of 'Spring Breeze and Rain' is a secret inheritance, and the small book in its Qi Sea is the spiritual core, and it is also a treasure of inheritance. Her spiritual essence and life vitality are of the same origin, and she is a highly respected physician among the monks. At present, the quality of her aura is not as good as the vitality of life, so through the infusion of vitality vitality, if she walks barefoot on a galloping horse, it is equivalent to the old-timers who are in the same practice as her to instill her with high-level spiritual energy, which will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

After two hours passed, the young shoots of the Muyuan Spirit Seed withered, and Yan San put them back into his body to recuperate in the 'Nazhu Dragon Scroll', Murong Qingyi's injuries healed, and his vitality was full, and he was already in a full state of resurrection! At this time, his eyes were circulating, his spirit was full of vitality, and there was frost on his face, sharp and cold, and he was almost like the tearful weak woman who was about to commit suicide with a knife a few hours ago.

Well, if it weren't for the fact that he was still gray-faced and smelled of sulfur, the contrast would have been a little stronger......

Bei Hongyu's face was radiant, all the meridians were connected, and the hidden dangers that hurt the foundation of cultivation were completely removed. Of course, she was seriously injured, and the meridian junctions were still relatively fragile, and she needed a period of recuperation. But that's only a matter of time, she is a medical practitioner herself, and the use of life vitality knows better than anyone else, and this time will not be too long. Even so, Bei Hongyu can move freely at the moment, as long as it doesn't rush to vitality violently.

And through this infusion of life vitality, Bei Hongyu's spiritual cultivation has reached a higher level, and that little book has turned a new page. Her practice is different from other monks, and even different from ordinary medical practice, the magic and the practice are one, and the spiritual core and the inheritance are one, which is very unique. The new page of the book that Yan San saw was 'Wildfires can't burn inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows', which can treat major injuries, as long as there is a breath of air, there is hope for life when this operation is performed.

The two daughters had a breakthrough, but Yan Sanniao didn't feel it, but because they helped the two of them heal, only half of the blood element converted in the body was left, and the person was even more tired to death. This night, Yan San first punched the landslide to destroy the bloody hand, and then designed to drive away the snake and mess with the snake's nest, snatched Murong Qingyi, and then carried the two of them to climb the mountain and cross the mountains, and transported blood yuan to heal the two of them...... was really exhausted, so I asked about the situation of the two of them at the moment, and fell asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, a cold thing had already wrapped around Yan San's neck, causing goosebumps to rise on Yan San's neck. Yan San barely opened his eyes to see it, but it was Murong Qingyi's knife chain that slid out of his hand, and the spirit snake wrapped around Yan San's neck, and the sharp blade reached Yan San's throat.

Yan San asked blankly, 'What are you doing?'

Murong said with a cold face: "Black-clothed Wei Yansan, you have offended me many times, what else do you have to say now?"

Yan San's head was dizzy, he just wanted to sleep, and said impatiently: "Isn't it just to see the belly pocket you are wearing? Stuff you into the sulfur bag, and then carry you up the mountain? Do you think I want to see it? Isn't there no way to stuff you into the sulfur bag? Carrying you up the mountain without supporting you? Are you unreasonable? I didn't even say thank you for saving your life, and I still want to kill people? Don't make trouble, I want to sleep." ’

Murong was stunned, his face was blushing, the knife chain around Yan San's neck was locked, and he said coldly: "Yan San, you are so bold, you are so blasphemous to me......! Just ......'

Yan San looked at Murong Qingyi's cold face and became angry, and he had a playful temper, and said, "What's the matter, if you have the ability to kill me! and blaspheme you! If it weren't for the sake of the blood madman, I wouldn't have bothered to save you, and let you be beaten by that ghost snake boy X and then commit suicide...... What kind of place is this? Crying Abyss, Heaven for the Wicked! Don't say that you are a county lord, even if the princess comes, she is just a woman, don't play that majestic outside, it's not good!'

Murong Qingyi's forehead was blue, and his eyes flashed, and he was about to give Yan San a good look, but Bei Hongyu shouted: "Murong Qingyi, what are you doing?"

This voice came suddenly, making Yan San and Murong Qingyi a little stunned, and they heard Bei Hongyu say: "The children of the rivers and lakes have clear grievances, how can you say that Yan San saved your life, you can't repay it, you don't promise each other with your body, you actually do this to him, think about what people can't do to you, sober up, really, even I can understand it, can't you think clearly as a dignified county lord?"

Murong Qingyi originally wanted to scare Yan San into standing upright, but when he heard Bei Hongyu rise to the moral height to criticize, he immediately said embarrassedly: "That's not the case, Sister Hongyu, where have you gotten here, I'm playing with Yan San...... Yes, Yan San!'

Yan San gently pulled off the knife chain, let out a long breath, sat up and said coldly: "I can't afford to play, the Qingyi County Lord, and this Bei Hongyu Bei Woman, now that your injuries have healed, I am also worthy of the Blood Fire Killing that pulled me into the Blood Clothes Guard." From now on, you take your sunny road, I cross my single-plank bridge, you don't talk about repaying the gratitude, I'm afraid I can't stand it, and I don't know you if you meet again in the future. Finally, I would like to advise you, don't let people know your identity here, you will die a miserable death. I've been busy all night, my body is tired, my heart is cold, and I need to rest. Let's go!'

As soon as he said this, Murong Qingyi was even more embarrassed, and said hurriedly: "Yan San, don't be like this, I'm really playing with you." Don't be angry, I apologize to you, I'm sorry......'

Bei Hongyu grabbed Yan San's clothes, and did not avoid suspicion, and said: "I didn't put up a fight, you saved our lives, and you are still thinking about how to repay it, who knew that the sister in light clothes made such a big joke, don't take it seriously, I will make amends to you for her, you say, how can I forgive her?"

Yan San listened to the second daughter's apology with a cold face, and Bei Hongyu was about to lie on his stomach, so he sighed, his face softened and said, "Do you really want to repay it?"

"If you want it, you say, we can do it!" Bei Hongyu said repeatedly, and Murong Qingyi also nodded.

'One condition, in this wailing abyss, everything is arranged by me, is there a problem?'

"No problem, we don't know this place well, so we will listen to you." Bei Hongyu hurriedly agreed.

Murong Qingyi did not doubt him, and also said, "Okay!"

Yan San said: "Then I will forgive you this time." It's not my real name here, but a nickname, my name is Black Tiger, you will follow me in the future, you will first call Brother Tiger to familiarize yourself with the feeling?'

'Brother Tiger!' Bei Hongyu didn't say a word.

'Tiger ...... Brother Tiger!' Murong Qingyi's voice was a little hesitant, and there was a faint feeling of being deceived in his heart.

"Well, very good, be careful not to show your stuff in front of outsiders, it's best to keep calling it that!"

The head circuit of Bei Hongyu is straight, and the bamboo tube pours beans and speaks. Murong Qingyi was also attracted, forgetting the rhythm of being deviated by Yan San.

Yan San's reason for this is true, but it is normal for the girl to show her indignation at being eaten tofu, as long as she admits her mistake, Murong Qingyi will borrow the slope to get off the donkey. The rhythm was indeed taken too far by Yan San and Bei Hongyu, it was originally Murong Qingyi Xingshi who asked for the guilt, but in the end, it became the second daughter who bowed her head and owed Yan San a lot of money.

'Sample, fight with me. Yan San listened to Bei Hongyu's story, and said in his heart, "When I was eight years old, I was knocked on a spatula when I stole Aunt Li's baked cakes in Nanfeng Town, I didn't cry or make a fuss and returned the baked cakes, and I also gave her the money for the baked cakes I stole a few days ago, and told Aunt Li with a cold face that I would never take her baked cakes again in the future, for fear of being beaten to death." Sure enough, everyone who watched the excitement blamed Aunt Li for not, and put such a heavy hand on the child, and then I cooperated with the silent tears magic skill, which won countless sympathies, and Aunt Li immediately became the target of public criticism, and at that time she killed a chicken and dragged me to her house for a big meal...... It's a pity that this trick was used too much later, and it was seen through......

"To deal with the two of you, it's enough to use an eight-year-old move!

Talking and talking, the three of them were a little tired, Yan San made trouble all night, and the second daughter was seriously injured and just recovered. Yan San only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep. The second daughter was still talking without a word......