But thinking of this, the pressure in Ouyang Lan's heart eased slightly, she continued to stroke the peachwood sword, over and over again, over and over again------ suddenly, a wisp of pink mist emerged from the handle of the peachwood sword, gradually gathered, gathered, and transformed into a girl in a pink fairy dress, revealing a handsome face, snow-white skin, pouting, and an angry look, it was the tree spirit brought out by Fang Wenqing - Yao Ziqing.

Ouyang Lan is also a person who has seen many strange things, and she is also surprised and panicked.

"You—you're ---- touching my cultivation place like this, what do you mean, and how do you ask people to devote themselves to cultivation." Yao Ziqing said angrily.

"You are the tree spirit that Fang Wenqing subdued?" Ouyang Lan asked.

"Yes, Miss Ben is, but not subdued, Miss Ben can come and go as she pleases, who told some people to destroy my house and steal some of my aura." Yao Ziqing said.

After a long time, seeing that Ouyang Lan was speechless, Yao Ziqing continued: "What about Fang Gongzi and others? Who are you? ”

"My name is Ouyang Lan, I am Fang Wenqing's friend, and here are all his things." Ouyang Lan pointed to the simple bag on the side and said.

"Sister Ouyang, that—that--- Fang Gongzi--" Looking at Ouyang Lan's expression, and pointing to Fang Wenqing's simple bag, Yao Ziqing thought to herself, shouldn't it be so early, it's only been a few days.

"Fang Wenqing is unconscious, life and death are uncertain, you can go." Ouyang Lan really can't have a good impression of this tree spirit, last night's fierce battle was so thrilling, she didn't help at all, what good is it to ask for this tree spirit.

"Huh? No, Fang Gongzi---- I told him at the beginning that my generation's cultivation is to pursue immortality, not to fight and kill, in order to fight and kill, what else to cultivate, and to be a mortal can live for a few more years. Yao Ziqing said.

She really dared to say it directly, and she didn't look at the occasion, it seemed that she usually only knew about cultivation, and she didn't come out for a walk at all. Sure enough, these words sounded particularly harsh to Ouyang Lan, and she said coldly: "Your cultivation is immortality, our cultivation is to fight and kill, don't use your set of lofty theories to preach here, the Tao is different, you go, don't send it." ”

Seeing Ouyang Lan's angry appearance, Yao Ziqing was a smart girl, and immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Sister Ouyang, my cultivation is all about self-cultivation exercises, as well as some formations, brewing and other techniques." Where is Fang Gongzi, I'll go and see. ”

"In the back room." Ouyang Lan said angrily.

Yao Ziqing flashed, came to the back room, and saw Fang Wenqing lying on the bed, hey, Fang Gongzi shaved his hair, and looked a lot more energetic.

Soon, the jade hand grabbed Fang Wenqing's left wrist, his eyes were slightly closed, and a trace of true qi ran along Fang Wenqing's meridians, slowly breaking through a bruise, as the true qi continued to go deeper, Yao Ziqing immediately knew that the internal organs were so seriously injured, fortunately he met him. After putting down his left wrist, he grabbed his right wrist again, and a trace of gentle true qi entered Fang Wenqing's body, Yao Ziqing continued to convey, Fang Wenqing kept absorbing, and after a complete cycle, Fang Wenqing's face was a little ruddy, Yao Ziqing's face was a little pale, no, Miss Ben had to go to the peach wood sword to recuperate herself first, otherwise, if he was not cured, Miss Ben would fall.

She didn't care about Ouyang Lan's greeting, and a pink shadow entered the peachwood sword.

There is really a hole in the peach wood sword, a two-story ancient small attic, next to one side is a few peach trees, with pink peach blossoms, bees flying, and a few birdsongs coming from the peach trees, crisp and pleasant. On the other side is a hill with all kinds of small grasses and colorful flowers, and directly opposite the small attic is a small pond, not far away there is a small river passing by, fish are jumping, and in the pond there are three lotus flowers, blooming beautiful flowers, like sunset drifting by.

The sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, what a wonderful secret place!

Approaching the small attic, there are three big characters written on the middle door---- Taoxian Ju, and the layout of the living room inside seems to have returned to ancient times, everything is so simple and serene. On the second floor of the attic, leaning on the railing, Yao Ziqing was meditating cross-legged, she was running her true qi, slowly running the true qi, smooth and natural, and soon completed it in a small week.

When she opened her eyes, she looked at the grass and trees around the small attic, this was her own world, Taoxian Ju, and she named herself.

In this world, she spent nearly six hundred years blessing several Taomen defense formations and attack formations, but it was broken by the surnamed Fang with a crutch, thinking of this, she glanced at the crutches erected at the railing. Fortunately, it didn't ruin my nearly 600 years of hard work, but then again, I remember that Huang Liulang, who always wanted to take my life, also had such a crutch, why couldn't he break it? This kid surnamed Fang is a bit of a doorway, but he is a little stupid, and he has to fight hard with people from time to time, my generation cultivates the Tao, and pursues immortality, how can he not understand his elm head? That's right, if he wasn't stupid, how could he give me this crutch, and let me be in the peachwood sword, and I was injured unconscious, and he never bothered me, it seems that he is still stupid, and he is stupid.

Thinking of Fang Wenqing's injury, she frowned, how fierce and desperate it must be to be injured like this, it seems that she will have to nag him a few more words in the future, and she doesn't know the depth at a young age. While thinking, he walked downstairs to the pond. While stroking a lotus plant, he said, "Colorful lotus, I can't bear you." After speaking, he looked up at the sky, pouted, and said: "The surname Fang, Miss Ben has made a lot of money this time, and you must remember to compensate Miss Ben twice in the future." After speaking, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, turned his head, looked extremely distressed, and took out a colorful lotus from the pond. In the blink of an eye, I came to the courtyard outside.

She flashed and came to Fang Wenqing, and happened to see Ouyang Lan sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Fang Wenqing's hand tightly, with a few tears on her face and a smile in her mouth. Ouyang Lan saw Yao Ziqing coming in, and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, after you came to see him once, he is now breathing evenly and his pulse is beating strongly, I --- I blame you, I'm sorry." ”

A hint of pride flashed in Yao Ziqing's eyes, and she said: "Actually, there is nothing, Miss Ben will not go to her heart, as long as she does not disturb the rest in the future, by the way, Miss Ben still has to say it again, my generation practice, what we pursue is immortality, longevity, understand?" ”

Seeing Yao Ziqing's appearance in front of her, Ouyang Lan was not angry, she just smiled slightly and did not answer.

Seeing that Ouyang Lan was just smiling, Yao Ziqing turned to look at Fang Wenqing, and thought to herself, it seems that she has to use the Colorful Lotus, otherwise she will hang up after holding on like this for long.

She looked at Ouyang Lan again, smiled and said, "Miss Ben just washed away the blood in Fang Gongzi's body, and the meridians were dredged, Miss Ben still has to heal Fang Gongzi, you see---"

Ouyang Lan immediately understood what it meant, and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, I'll go fry a few dishes and have a light meal here at noon." After saying that, he walked out and consciously brought the door to the door.

Yao Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, took out the colorful lotus, and muttered to herself: "The surname Fang, if you are really a fool, you are so happy to eat such a valuable thing, Miss Ben is too distressed." ”

Yao Ziqing sighed again, put the colorful lotus into Fang Wenqing's mouth, and slowly melted in his mouth. At this time, Fang Wenqing only felt that a refreshing stream was continuously moistening his internal organs, the originally closed meridians slowly opened, and strands of true qi gathered in the dantian, forming an egg-sized true qi mass.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw that Yao Ziqing was putting a colorful lotus flower into his mouth, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately sat up and forced himself to sit cross-legged, he understood the severity of his injury, and this time was the best time to heal, how could he miss it?

With the continuous flow of refreshing, Fang Wenqing slowly gathered an egg-sized true qi mass, running again and again, breaking through the obstructive passes, widening the meridians, and the true qi slowly flowed all over the meridians around the body, moisturizing the five internal organs, gurgling vitality surging in the body, he was happy in his heart, his body had healed.

The refreshment that flowed into the body, after circulating in the body, gathered at the dantian, gathered, and transformed into a majestic energy, injected into the true qi mass, the true qi mass slowly shrunk, brightened, shrunk again, bright again——, Fang Wenqing didn't dare to think about it, carefully observed these changes, did not intervene, let it be, and the last bright bead the size of a peanut shone in the dantian.

Suddenly, the strength in Fang Wenqing's body seemed to have increased several times, this glowing bead emitted a gurgling true qi, impacting the barrier of the meridians, widening the width of the meridians, Fang Wenqing obviously felt that his meridians were several times larger than before, and the true qi was gurgling, sufficient and powerful. When all the true qi returned to the dantian, the light of the beads dimmed, stopped restless, and lay quietly in the dantian.

Fang Wenqing slowly opened his eyes and stepped off the bed, unable to stop the surprise in his heart: his cultivation had broken through the foundation building period and came to the Jindan stage!