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Xiao Qi hugged Xiao Lu who was asleep, came to the sofa, put Xiao Lu down, and walked to the side of the bronze coffin, "How can you put such a big coffin?"

"I don't know what you're here for?" said the monk unhappily.

"The bronze demon disturbance coffin is a magic weapon, monk, do you understand?" Hearing Xiao Qi's words, the monk who quit sex shook a hygienic eye, then got up, poured a few glasses of water, and the three of them drank it gurgling.

After resting, Wu Zhongyun stood up and said, "Little junior brother, why don't you put the bronze demon disturbance coffin in Maoshan first, and first dissolve the anger on it, and use it in the future, the power will be greater." ”

Hearing Wu Zhongyun's words, Xiao Qi nodded and said, "Well, Senior Brother, this is a good idea! Find a truck tomorrow, and you can bring back the bronze Demon Disturbance Coffin!"

Wu Zhongyun smiled, looked at Xiao Qi and said in a low voice: "Little junior brother, I got something good in the big pit before, others didn't see it, but I really saw it." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Qi scratched his head, took out the box from his bag, and handed it to Wu Zhongyun. He opened the box and said with some excitement: "Xuanyin Flower!"

"That's right, with the Xuanyin Flower, I will be able to reach the destiny in a few days!" Wu Zhongyun nodded, and handed the Xuanyin Flower back to Xiao Qi with some reluctance, and the monk who quit color was also envious. Only Chen Chen looked puzzled and asked in a low voice, "Master, what is the Xuanyin Flower?"

"Xuanyin Flower is a kind of spiritual flower that can only grow in the land of extreme yin, this flower is extremely cold, but the spiritual power is majestic, my Dao has been stuck at the peak of the human position for a long time, this time, with the Xuanyin Flower, within three days, I will be able to reach the destiny of the Dao. At that time, there will be more Dao techniques that can be used. ”

Xiao Qi explained, Chen Chen nodded as if he didn't understand, others may not understand, but he also heard that the Xuanyin Flower is a good thing.

"Senior brother, I won't send you tomorrow, let Chen Chen send you back, junior brother, I'm going to swallow the Xuanyin Flower tonight. ”

"You can rest assured that you can cultivate!"

Xiao Qi nodded, and said to the monk who had quit color: "Monk, take care of Xiao Lu." ”

After that, Xiao Qi took the Xuanyin flower into the room, and didn't care whether his body was dirty or not. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting the breath to the best state, opening the wooden box, clipping out a spirit rune, breaking the membrane on the surface of the Xuanyin flower, and suddenly, a biting cold air spread out.

Xiao Qi shook his body, hurriedly ran the health regimen, tore off the petals of the Xuanyin Flower and put them in his mouth, and suddenly shivered, which was simply cold.

The majestic icy spiritual power swam in the meridians, Xiao Qi continued to absorb the spiritual power, and in less than half an hour, a thin layer of ice had formed on his body, and his eyebrows and hair were full of ice slag, but Xiao Qi was unmoved.

The monks who were chatting outside also felt a chill, and glanced at Xiao Qi's room, but they didn't have the slightest worry. This kind of thing, for Xiao Qi, is not a problem at all.

Time is fast, and the day has passed. The Xuanyin Flower in the wooden box has only three petals left, and Xiao Qi has become an iceman, with a thick layer of ice all over his body. At this time, Xiao Qi's eyelids moved, and the ice on the surface suddenly cracked, and in a moment, it shattered to the ground.

Swallow the last three petals, close your eyes again, and use the health recipe to refine your spiritual power.

In the living room, in addition to the three monks who quit sex, Song Qingxue was also sitting on the sofa, her face was a little haggard, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Xiao Qi's room from time to time. The monk touched his head and said softly, "You don't have to worry so much, I have already laid an enchantment in your father's room, and there will be no problem at the moment." ”

"But..."

The monk smiled helplessly, he had been practicing in Jinshan Temple before, and basically did not travel, so he didn't know what happened to Song Tingsheng, but Xiao Qi was different, he followed Old Man Wang when he was a child, and he traveled south and north, and he saw a lot more.

In the blink of an eye, time flies!

At about nine o'clock in the morning, there was a loud noise. Chen Chen, who was practicing Taoism, frowned and said, "Uncle Jie Shi, why don't you turn off the water when you go to the toilet." ”

Hearing Chen Chen's words, the monk was stunned, he clearly remembered that he was closed. At this time, Xiao Lu said crisply: "The voice came from the room of the little seventh brother. ”

The monk who quit his ears pricked up and listened, and a happy color suddenly appeared on his face, "It seems that Xiao Qi is about to get out of the customs!"

"How do you know?"

The monk touched his head, smiled, and said: "This phenomenon is called spiritual power river movement, which is a sign that the Tao has reached the destiny position, and the spiritual power flows in the meridians like a river. When the Tao reaches the holy position, it is not a clattering sound, but the sound of surging waves. ”

"Oh, I see!"

In the room, Xiao Qi's eyes were closed, and in his body, the sound of rattling was endless.

Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly. Xiao Qi's closed eyes opened, and a powerful momentum spread out. The fists were slightly clenched, the corners of the mouth were hooked with a touch of arc, and the fate was finally reached.

"Hey, the sound has stopped, it's time to come out. As soon as the words fell, the door of the room opened, Xiao Qi came to the living room, stretched his waist, and touched Xiao Lu's head, "Xiao Lu, do you miss Xiao Qi's brother?"

"I thought about it. Xiao Lu nodded his little head, and then wrenched his fingers and said, "Take me to KFC today, help me buy dresses, buy toys, and..."

Xiao Qi's good mood suddenly became bad, why did this girl have such a good memory.

"I'll take a shower and change my clothes first!"

Ten minutes later, Xiao Qi took a shower and came out after changing his clothes. At this time, the monk said: "Xiao Qi, Song Qingxue has come to look for you, Song Tingsheng has something to do, I can't handle it, I can only lay an enchantment, and then I will wait for you to go." ”

Xiao Qi frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"Song Tingsheng's room is very yin, there are seventeen bloody palm prints on his body, and when we go, he is almost finished. ”

"The yin qi is strong, it should be done by ghosts, you haven't found it?"

The monk shook his head, Xiao Qi frowned slightly, he didn't see Song Tingsheng's appearance, and it was not easy to make empty arguments. After a moment, he said to Xiao Lu: "Xiao Lu, your matter will be talked about tomorrow, can you solve this matter first today?"

"Oh...

"Xiao Lu is really sensible!" Xiao Qi smiled slightly, and then said: "Monk, call Song Qingxue!"

"Okay!"

In less than half an hour, Song Qingxue came, and when she saw Xiao Qi, she immediately smiled, and then pulled Xiao Qi downstairs in a hurry.

When she came to the Song family's villa, Song Qingxue's mother sat on the sofa, her eyebrows locked, and she looked sad. Xiao Qi glanced around the villa, his brows furrowed slightly, the doors and windows of the villa were opened, but the yin qi was still extremely strong.

The monk said with some surprise: "I dispersed the yin qi yesterday, why is it still like this today?"

"Take me!"

When they came to the room, when they saw Song Tingsheng's appearance, Xiao Qi and they all opened their mouths wide. Song Tingsheng is like an inflatable doll, constantly leaking air, but what comes out of his body is yin qi, and the place where the gas is bubbling is the dozen or so blood palm prints that the monk said.

Xiao Qi ripped off all Song Tingsheng's clothes and pants, looked at the bloody palm prints on his chest, and pointed out his fingers, falling on his upper body and more than a dozen important acupuncture points. However, what everyone didn't expect was that Song Tingsheng suddenly shrank like a deflated ball.

Song Qingxue had tears in her eyes, covered her mouth, and looked at Song Tingsheng on the bed in horror. The monk touched his head, looked at Xiao Qi who was checking, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Qi, do you see what the reason is?"

"I can see that Song Tingsheng is entangled by a ghost..."