"Now that the body has been refined, it only takes seven seven or forty-nine days to pass, and the soul can enter the body!"

While thinking about it, Li Qing put the body lying on the ground into the Dutian Divine Gourd and soaked it in mixed Yuan Divine Water!

Then he drank all the liquid turned into the Earth Yin Demon Bead in one gulp, and frantically transformed the corpse qi with the nameless formula.

Because of refining the "Taiqing Divine Fire", he lost too much corpse qi, and the realm fell from the corpse king to the line stiff. Now that the Dragon Ball has long been exhausted, only the two Divine Beads of Heavenly Yang and Earth Yin are left to help him quickly recover his strength.

The liquid melted by these two beads could help him regain his strength, but it couldn't restore his two palms that had been burned by the sparks and were only white bones.

However, it won't take long for him to have this body now, he only needs to wait for his newly refined perfect body to soak in the Mixed Yuan Divine Water for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and then he can use the method of incarnation outside his body to transfer his soul into that body.

Although this body can be discarded after a while, there is still one thing that he needs to do personally, and if he does this, his stiff body will be a little weak.

After all, Fengyun is a high-martial world!

And just when Li Qing regained his strength, the sky was finally approaching dusk......

Although it was nearly dusk, the nine-year-old still did not return home, and he was sitting on a boulder near the river with his knees crossed, his eyes fixed on the turbulent river below.

Boom –

Whoop –

Between the ebb and flow of the tide, the river water slapped against the boulders, and the splashes of water beat the thin clothes of the broken waves until they were soaked.

He looked through his dripping long hair at the golden river below that was illuminated by the setting sun, and couldn't help but think of what his father had said to him this afternoon.

"Lang'er, Dad is going to duel with the world's No. 1 swordsman Nie Renwang early tomorrow morning, no matter whether Dad can come back alive tomorrow, you and remember, practice my family swordsmanship with your heart, and you will definitely revive my family prestige in the future!"

After saying this, Commander handed him a letter and told him that he could not open the envelope until he was sixteen years old!

As soon as he thought of this, Broken Wave raised his hand and touched the envelope that he had placed close to him. Then he looked back and saw his father standing proudly with his hands in his hands and looking up at the horizon at home not far away.

He was too young to understand why his father had to fight a duel with the king of the Nie people.

All he knew was that the days of peace were about to pass away.

At the same time, Nie Fengzheng raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead with a sad face, and then looked around at the weeds that were at shoulder level with him, looking anxiously for his father.

Yes, King Nie is missing again!

It's just that in the process of chasing the Snow Drink Knife during the day, his mad demon blood attacked, so he looked up to the sky and disappeared with a roar.

And this time, Nie Feng didn't even know which direction he was running from.

Seeing that it was getting late, Nie Feng had not yet found any trace of Nie Renwang.

"What should I do tomorrow?"

Thinking of the decisive battle between the king of Nie Ren and the head of the Southern Scale Sword Commander early tomorrow morning, Nie Feng scratched his hair with a little headache, and then continued to look for it with a lot of sadness.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy, where are you?"

......

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Duan Shuai was already holding a long sword and rushing towards the Leshan Giant Buddha with the broken waves.

I don't know if it's because he can finally end his wish for decades, along the way, Duan Shuai is quite excited.

And the broken waves, who were carrying a few long loops of thick hemp rope and wearing a light green shirt, looked listless.

Because the broken family village is located on the top of the Leshan Giant Buddha right rear 100 zhang away, so it didn't take long for the father and son to reach the foot of the Buddha.

After the waist-length Broken Shuai looked up at the Big Buddha, he lowered his head to Broken Lang and said, "Lang'er, you wait for your father's return again!"

As soon as the words fell, he jumped up high, and his feet just clicked a few times on the Buddha's body, and his figure had jumped on the top of the Buddha's head.

When he saw that there was only himself on the top of the Buddha's head, and King Nie Ren did not come, his face was stunned, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Looks like I'm too anxious!"

As he spoke, he stood with his hands folded, his eyes looking into the distance.

At this time, Nie Feng, who had not slept all night, was rushing towards the direction of the Leshan Giant Buddha with a depressed face.

So even if Nie Fengtian started to rush towards the direction of the Big Buddha before dawn, he was still nearly ten minutes away from the Big Buddha at this moment.

And when Nie Feng was rushing towards the Leshan Giant Buddha, Broken Lang was squatting by the river with a sad face, and carefully immersed the hemp rope he was carrying before into the river.

He had small stones tied to the hemp rope every few feet for the force of the sinking into the river and for measurement, and the end of the hemp rope was tied to a boulder by the river.

After a while, he carefully pulled the hemp rope out of the river, and found that the soaked part of the rope was much longer than the previous night, and the broken wave inferred that the water level had risen a lot.

From the time he was six years old, he was asked to come here three times a day to measure the water level, and he never stopped for three years.

At this moment, seeing the water level rise, a smile finally appeared on Broken Wave's face.

He didn't know why his father asked him to come here every day to measure the water level, but he knew that once the water level rose, Duan Shuai would be in a particularly good mood.

"But...... How do you inform your father?"

He looked up at the Big Buddha, and a trace of sadness hung on his fat face again.

At this moment, a panting, childish voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Huhu, it's finally here! I hope it's not too late!"

After hearing the voice, Duan Lang subconsciously looked back, only to see a young man wearing a gray and white robe with his hair scattered behind him.

At this time, the boy was doing what he had done before......

Broken Lang's lips moved, and just as he was about to speak, he saw this young man suddenly jump up, and climbed towards the top of the Buddha with light skills that were not inferior to Broken Shuai.

At the head of the Buddha of the Leshan Giant Buddha, the broken handsome, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly heard a sound of wind that was completely different from the mountain wind.

He opened his eyes sharply and said, "You're here at last! I've been waiting like this for a long time!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, turned his back to the person who came, and continued: "King Nie Ren, the Jianghu Lieutenant General calls us the Southern Scale Sword Head and the Northern Drinking Crazy Sword! I have long wanted to fight with you, but you always avoid the battle! Today's battle! I have been waiting for a whole ten years!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked back at the person who came, and then his expression was stunned.

It's just because the person who came is not the world's No. 1 swordsman Nie Ren King who he thinks about day and night and waits for, but a young man who is panting.

"Who are you?"

Duan Shuai frowned suddenly.