After carrying the water back, Liu Shuofeng stood awkwardly outside the pavilion and didn't know what to do. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Xiaozhou was defenseless at the moment, and Master Dan's robe was shattered. His skin was originally white, and at this moment, those spiritual powers were scurrying around him, and the spiritual light on his body was dazzling, and under his skin were small tadpole-like things that were bulging and wandering, which was the aura of heaven and earth wrapped in spiritual power.

That Yuan Fu was like a wind rolling around him like a falling leaf, at a glance, he only felt that there were countless Yuan Runes dancing wildly, but the spiritual power wave between it and Fang Xiaozhou had never been broken, and the glass-like spiritual power was extremely gorgeous, flashing back and forth, rolling up to him layer by layer, and disappearing.

In particular, those aura vortices of different sizes had already filled the pavilion, and if it weren't for the fact that the buildings in the monastery were all built with special materials, Liu Shuofeng had no doubt that these crazy aura storms would tear up the entire pavilion.

"It's just the first time I've started mixing... Can it be so loud?" Liu Shuofeng looked at the sludge that kept coming out of his body, and slurred his lips in disgust, thinking that it was his follower after all, so he walked down to the flower field to find a water scoop.

"Hahaha, it's so comfortable, Fang Xiaozhou, suck more, suck more!" At this moment, Fang Xiaozhou's knowledge of the sea, Red Sleeves almost wanted to dance happily. For many years, every day I felt my strength slowly withdrawn, what kind of torment was it? Especially when this torment was accompanied by endless loneliness, it became more and more terrifying.

The monk can only let the divine mind communicate with the heaven and the earth when he hits the condensation yuan for the first time, which is also an extremely rare opportunity to improve the divine thought. When most people meet inside and outside, because they want to control their spiritual power, they consume it very quickly, generally speaking, it can drain their thoughts in an hour, or even a quarter of an hour.

But at this moment, Fang Xiaozhou was connected to the red-sleeved divine soul, and the two extremely powerful divine souls nourished and supplemented each other, as if they couldn't feel the consumption of divine thoughts, and this process of condensing the yuan turned out to be a momentum that would continue endlessly!

For Red Sleeves, her thousand-year loss is not just as simple as spiritual power, her soul is extremely injured, and almost all of her thousand-year-old Dao Lines have been lost, and Fang Xiaozhou's first condensation is an opportunity to recover some realms!

Although limited by the fact that Fang Xiaozhou's current cultivation realm is too low, he can't recover much, but this opportunity is extremely precious, because this is not only making up, but also allowing her Divine Soul to go further on the basis of the previous one, which is a process of increasing the upper limit of Divine Soul strength.

And the biggest benefit is undoubtedly Fang Xiaozhou himself, who endlessly washes his body, making him seem to have been wandering in a warm sea water, unable to extricate himself.

Although his divine soul is powerful, the strength of his sea awareness is only average. Because the divine soul is an innate thing, he has a different experience from ordinary people, which is indeed extraordinary, and the sea of knowledge is acquired, and it is related to the physical body, and his sea of knowledge is not far from that of ordinary monks who have just entered the condensation period, and even slightly inferior to others. This time, in addition to being able to refine the whole body and increase the vitality of life, it also made his sea of consciousness grow rapidly and stabilized.

For this person and demon, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed, so they don't know what tiredness is, and if possible, they will definitely choose to nourish it like this forever.

As the spiritual power flowed back and forth between Fang Xiaozhou and Yuan Fu, the spiritual power kept washing in his body, and wherever the spiritual power flowed, there was an oil-like substance overflowing from the skin.

At this time, Liu Shuofeng had just come back, so he endured his nausea, and stood far away with a water scoop and poured it on Fang Xiaozhou. He thought to himself that anyway, at this time, Fang Xiaozhou was not much different from an unconscious dead man, and everyone was a man, so there was nothing shy or shy.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiaozhou's Ning Yuan seemed to be endless, the ground in the pavilion was filthy, and the aura storm and the wreaking havoc of spiritual power had no intention of stopping.

This pouring is most of the day, and the scorching sun is in the sky.

Liu Shuofeng didn't know if Fang Xiaozhou's first Ning Yuan was unprecedented, but at least as far as he knew, he hadn't heard of anyone who could Ning Yuan for four or five hours.

But what surprised him the most was what Fang Xiaozhou had eaten over the years, and how could there be so many impurities in his body? This whole day, Fang Xiaozhou's marrow washing did not stop, until later, I don't know if it was because all the impurities in his entire body were hollowed out, it actually gave people a crystal clear feeling, but fortunately, the skin color has not changed, otherwise wouldn't it be a transparent person?

That poor Yuan Fu was about the hardest work among all the Yuan Fu in the world, and at this moment it finally couldn't turn around, and it turned into flying ashes and fluttered down.

As if there was a sound of an eggshell breaking, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared on Fang Xiaozhou's skin.

Then the second, the third, endless light came out.

The light lingered for a long time, slowly forming a film that covered him, so transparent that it would be almost impossible to see without the light.

But the colors are obvious, there are gold, there are reds, and some bright whites.

In the pavilion under the sun, Fang Xiaozhou shines brightly, and it is not as bright as a person in the world.

The dazzling light finally dimmed, and it was completely attached to the skin, imperceptible, and its presence could be faintly felt through the fluctuations of the air.

Liu Shuofeng breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Xiaozhou's momentum before somehow made him almost out of breath, but at this moment, as the light dimmed, the sense of oppression suddenly disappeared, making him feel a very strange feeling.

Fang Xiaozhou clenched his fists, looked at the faint film on his body, felt the spiritual power in his body, and used it slightly, as if it was like an explosion, those rays of light lit up again, and spread out, shaking open.

"This is the Protective Body Qi, is it better to call it Spiritual Power Mucosal Biochemical Inner Armor?" Fang Xiaozhou asked in his heart.

"What a mess. Fang Xiaozhou, I want to sleep for a while. Redsleeves' voice faded slowly.

Fang Xiaozhou looked around him, saw the sewage all over the ground, and saw Liu Shuofeng with a little messy hair, suddenly laughed, opened his arms, and coquettishly like a toddler, and for a while: "Come on, hug it!"

Liu Shuofeng couldn't wait to smash a water scoop on his face so that he could know what courtesy, righteousness and shame were, and finally reluctantly took out a Taoist robe and threw it to him, and said: "I see that you are not too young, why don't you know anything about shame? This place is a flower field, not in your room." Some of the female students who had planted the spirit plant before always looked over here. ”

Fang Xiaozhou was in high spirits at the moment, and asked, "Oh? Could it be that they also think that my boss is not small?"

Liu Shuofeng heard his meaty words, sighed and shook his head, and said, "Let's go to the Meritorious Pavilion to have a look, they haven't come here in Qiuming, I'm afraid I'm in trouble." ”