Chapter 166: Recovery and Experimentation

readx;? However, the Yuan Power that drives the Shangpin Lingbao is really too much, with the cultivation of the early seventh layer of the foundation building period of Lan Mingge, if he has not cultivated the Heaven and Earth Attribute Technique, and does not have a strong spatial Yuan Force as a backing, the end just now is to be devoured by Mo Ju, exhaust the Yuan Power and die. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the powerful Demon Yuan Pill of Takilan that supplemented a part of her Yuan Power, and Lan Mingge inadvertently used up all the Demon Yuan Dan refined by Takilan, so the little milk baby almost died.

Thinking of this, Lan Mingge looked at Takilan who had recovered her aura distressedly, and the phrase "There is a master, not afraid" still echoed in her mind, and she couldn't disperse it for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Mingge discovered that she had only refined half of Mo Ju under the extreme danger just now, and the remaining half could only be refined with enough yuan power after her cultivation reached the stage of knotting.

However, only half of the refining was enough for Lan Mingge to be happy, and Lan Mingge believed that as long as there was enough Yuan Force to drive Mo Ju to confront the monks in the middle and early stages of the Dan Period, she would not be defeated.

This place is very safe, and Lan Mingge decided to start recovering the Yuan Power consumed by refining Mo Ju in this cave mansion.

With a move of their minds, Lan Mingge and Taki Lan had already entered the space, and the two of them had a spirit gathering array, recovering their cultivation in the space.

Ten days have passed, Lan Mingge is still frantically absorbing the aura in the space, if you look closely, you will find that the aura pool in the space has begun to rise slowly, Lan Mingge has already filled the dantian's yuan power, and began to increase the yuan power of the spirit fluid pool.

Another ten days passed, and the spiritual liquid pool of the space returned to its original state, and it was full of life everywhere. The Spirit Tree Spirit Grass resumed its growth again, and even Nian Hao and Xiao Lazy began to lazily sleep under the Spirit Tree and fish.

Of course, snacks are indispensable, and Nian Hao has already refined half of the dozen demon pills.

At this moment, Takilan opened his eyes, his dark eyes were brighter and fresher, Takilan's cultivation, after twenty days of refining, the surface of the Demon Yuan Pill was once again wrapped in Takilan's Yuan Force, and Takilan's cultivation was promoted to the early stage of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

Sure enough, the cultivation of the son of the demon is not something that ordinary people can guess.

The little milk baby Takilan seemed to have grown up a lot, she found Honggu, changed into a black short shirt, and went to play with the Tiangong hammer.

The aura in the space became more stable because of Lan Mingge's cultivation, all kinds of herbs spit out new green, and Lan Mingge's body released a pure wood attribute aura, and those plants and trees began to absorb it, and after that, from those spiritual grasses, a little bit of white yuan power was emanated, and it kept rushing into Lan Mingge's body, and the spiritual liquid ball of Lan Mingge's dantian became more full, and the forty holes were also filled with Yuan Force one after another, and the shriveled meridian bridge was restored to its roundness and smoothness.

Lan Mingge's body continued to roar, and she finally recovered her cultivation under the nourishment of the space.

She didn't rush out, she found a place with fewer spirit plants at twenty, began to run the Yuan Force, and shouted: "The chrysanthemum is full of gardens!"

From her ankles, one by one the black chrysanthemums bloomed, with Lan Mingge as the center, within a radius of dozens of meters, clusters of black chrysanthemums spread around.

Suddenly, Lan Mingge's surroundings were full of ink chrysanthemums. The black chrysanthemum inlaid with gold edges bloomed in the wind, swallowing up all the vitality around it!

Even the land under Lan Mingge's feet instantly became barren and cracked, turning into a desert.

"Chrysanthemum remnant!"

Lan Mingge opened the power of the Xuankong one after another, until it opened to the power of the thirty-sixth acupoint, and the patches of ink chrysanthemum lace suddenly began to spew out purple fire!

That flame looked cold, as if it had no temperature, but it had the power to burn everything, it was an ice spirit flame!

This is another function of Lingbao Moju, Ice Spirit Flame!

After experimenting with Mo Ju's two functions, Lan Mingge retracted his aura.

As soon as the ankle was hot, the ink chrysanthemum turned into a finger-sized pattern.

At this moment, Lan Mingge's dantian was already empty, and only four of the forty acupuncture holes had not yet been opened. She already understood in her heart that with her current cultivation, she could only urge Mo Ju twice, and the third time she had to use the Yuan Force of the Spatial Spirit Liquid Pool, if she shook the Yuan Force of the space, it would be equivalent to shaking the foundation of her ontology.

Therefore, Mo Ju can only be used as a secret spirit treasure to save her life at this stage, and cannot become a weapon to resist the enemy.

Lan Mingge returned to the Spirit Gathering Array, swallowed the pill, and recovered the Yuan Power consumed by the experiment just now.

Ten days passed, Lan Mingge opened her eyes, she felt refreshed, and her cultivation had completely recovered to its peak stage.

It's time to collect those spirit stones. Take a look at it again, there are still some treasures in the cave.

"Sister, take the master!" "Takilan, didn't the little milk baby recover early, and the play was gone?

Take it with you, Lan Mingge hugged Takilan, kissed his little fleshy face, soft, and kissed him again.

"Don't think that the master is immature, don't think that the master doesn't understand anything, the master is a man, you have to be responsible for kissing the master!" the milky little man's voice shouted again.

"Flutter ----" Lan Mingge laughed, dissipating the haze of the past few days of injury.

"Let's chirp" kissed Takilan's little face again, and in the short time of Takilan's eldest master, he flashed out of the space.

They were still in the room with the spirit stones in the cave, the two boxes of spirit stones were still on the ground, the lids were opened, and the best spirit stones were emitting dazzling light.

The previous Mo Ju was pulled out by Takilan in a box, I don't know if there are any treasures in it, Lan Mingge put down Takilan and personally went to check the box full of spirit stones.

The two boxes of spirit stones Lan Mingge looked aside, and they were neatly piled up, without any abnormalities. It seems that the owner of this cave has only collected a black chrysanthemum and spirit stone that are beneficial to the human race, which can be regarded as quite painstaking.

Attaching her spiritual power to the box, Lan Mingge moved her mind, and the two large boxes were retracted by her.

As before, Takilan turned his palm into a saw knife and cut through the golden wooden door.

When she swept her gaze over the empty room on the side again, Lan Mingge found that in the place where the box had been placed just now, there was a thin jade slip pressed.

Only by removing the box can you see the jade slip.

The jade slip seemed to have been placed with the box for tens of thousands of years, and it was already a little old, Lan Mingge reached out and picked it up, put it in the center of her eyebrows, and she used her spiritual power to start reading the content recorded in the jade slip.

The jade slip used is the ancient text, fortunately, Lan Mingge saw the ancient text when her alchemy furnace underwent great changes, and when the seal was lifted in the demon holy land, she also saw some ancient words, and then she deliberately found out some medical classics recorded in ancient words from the inheritance left by the old chrysanthemum, studied and studied it, and read the jade slips recorded in ancient words carefully by Lan Mingge.

A layer of sweat appeared on her forehead!

I see!

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