The silver moon hung high on Wuji Peak, the evening breeze was blowing, and everyone gathered together in groups of three or five, talking about what happened during the day.

"What realm do you say Senior Brother Tianci is now?" said a female cultivator with a baby-faced face to the young man in Tsing Yi next to her.

"According to the cultivation speed of Senior Brother Tianci, I must have reached the appearance of the fourfold of the Divine Pill by now!" replied the young man in Tsing Yi with some uncertainty.

"It's amazing!" the nun's face became a little stupid, and she looked a little shy. The young man in Tsing Yi next to him snorted coldly, and the words that came to his mouth were not said after all, and he was buried deep in his heart. quickly adjusted his emotions and changed the topic: "Ping'er, we've known each other for three years, what do you say I do to you?" The young man in Tsing Yi lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the nun's eyes, waiting anxiously for the nun's reply.

"Ah, Brother Fan, you are very good to me!" the female cultivator's voice raised an octave, but it was still so crisp and beautiful, but she didn't understand why Brother Fan was acting weird tonight.

"Ping'er-" The man in Tsing Yi called Ping'er beside him, he didn't know how to speak for a while, and what he wanted to say came to his lips several times but he wanted to stop talking.

"Brother Fan, why are you weird tonight? Are you sick? No, we are also monks anyway, could it be that something has gone wrong in our cultivation recently?" said the female cultivator and quickly put her hand on the forehead of the man in Tsing Yi, who shrank his head sharply, his face turned red, and he ran away as if he was flying.

"Brother Fan is so weird tonight!" the nun said to herself, and after a while, she smiled sweetly when she thought of Tianci's handsome face and well-proportioned body......

At this time, Tianci was lying on the master's bed, the wounds on his body had begun to scab over after a simple bandage, and his breath was stable, but he had not woken up yet. Canglong Daoist anxiously circled around the room, his voice was very small, for fear of affecting the heavenly gift who had not yet woken up. Time passed little by little, and although the breath of heaven was getting stronger and stronger, there was still no sign of awakening. Canglong Dao people are anxious like ants on a hot pot, more and more anxious, the waiting time has become particularly long, this is a kind of torment for Canglong, Canglong Dao people want to shout loudly, but still did not scream, just fists squeaked. Suddenly, a heavenly voice sounded in Canglong's ears: "Water-"

This sound is a fairy sound for Canglong, without any hesitation, he quickly poured a bowl of water and handed it to Tianci's mouth, maybe he was too thirsty, and Tianci drank it all. Because he drank too quickly, Tianci coughed violently, and it took a long time to regain his calm.

"Ci'er, how do you feel now?" Canglong's first thought was whether Tianci was injured or not, as for the strength or something, it was all floating clouds, and it was easy to say anything if people were fine.

Tianci also eased up at this time, looking at the old man in front of him with a somewhat haggard face, his emotion was beyond words. Tianci nodded weakly.

"Don't be so reckless next time, you are still young now, and your strength can be slowly improved!" Canglong Daoist was blaming Tianci on the surface, but he actually felt distressed by Tianci.

In order to make the master no longer worried, Tianci nodded and agreed, as for what he thought in his heart, only he knew.

After lying on the bed for three days, the wounds on Tianci's body have completely healed, and the spiritual power in the body is full of all corners of the body, Tianci quickly jumped off the bed, and began to dance the sword in the room.

With a "bang", Tianci took a few steps back, and the breath of Canglong Dao people was also a little unstable, and before Tianci could make amends, Canglong Dao people laughed. Tianci touched his head and looked at the master with some faces.

Canglong laughed a few times before he said: "Ci'er, your strength can kill the monks of the Transformation Pill Stage with one blow, and if the monks of the Infant Transformation Period are underestimated to fall into the gutter if they are underestimated by the enemy!"