Chu Yanshu was silent for a while, took out a bottle of elixir from the Qiankun bag, poured out a sweet-scented elixir and fed it to Song Qingyun.

"Let him sleep for a while."

When you fall asleep, it may not be so uncomfortable.

Sanglu: "......."

It seems like a good idea.

After taking the pill, Song Qingyun immediately began to fight between her upper and lower eyelids, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

Chu Yanshu handed over the pill to Chongming Sword Spirit,

"Anshen Pill, with ice spirit added to it, can temporarily suppress the heart fire in his body, give him one pill every other hour."

Chongming Sword Spirit Fruit Pill nodded,

"Okay."

Sang Luo looked at Song Qingyun, who was asleep stuck in the ice crevice, and sighed slightly,

"Isn't there a pill that can help him reconcile the two spiritual breaths in his body?"

Chu Yanshu shook his head,

"It's not because of the clash of spiritual breath, the most fundamental thing is the conflict of the exercises, even if he uses the pill to press it down this time, if there is a big move in the future, it will still cause the clash of the spiritual breath."

For this kind of conflict in the exercises, the elixir is reconciled, and the symptoms are not cured.

Perhaps, it is also a good thing that he was injured this time and exposed the shortcomings of the exercises, after all, the shortcomings of the exercises exist, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the possibility of going mad.

“……”

In order to find out and solve the problem of Song Qingyun's internal exercises, Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu also came to the library to look through ancient books.

The two searched for three days, and finally let Sang Luo see a related book.

She looked up in the direction of the third floor and shouted, with a faint joy in her voice,

"Master, Chu Yanshu, I found an ancient book, which seems to be able to relieve the fire in Song Qingyun's body."

As soon as she spoke, Chu Yanshu and Changli Jianzun, who were still flipping through books on the third floor, appeared beside her in an instant.

Sang Luo handed the book to his master,

"Master, look."

Changli Jianzun took the ancient book and quickly looked at it a few times, the brows that had been twisted in the past few days were slightly soothed, and a faint smile appeared on his face,

"This method may be a try."

Kunwu Sword Sect's Hantan Pond has a 10,000-year-old Xuanxi at the bottom, which can help people practice the most, Song Qingyun is born with a thunder spirit, and Hantan is not compatible, if he soaks in Hantan for a month, he will help him sort out the disordered breath, re-reconcile the practice of exercises, or solve the current dilemma.

It's just that...... Su Changli frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little distressed, this Hantan didn't know about this Kunwu Sword Sect, and he was willing to borrow them.

After all, a thousand years ago, although it was said that the other six sects did not do things properly, the two elders of the Kunwu Sword Sect died at his hands, and in terms of generation, he was the master of this sect master and the sword elder.

In the past thousand years, although the Xuanyuan Sect still retains peace with several other sects, in fact, there is a real blood debt.

Although after so many years, he has nothing here, but after all, it is someone else's master who has died.

He felt that the Kunwu Sword Sect might care.

Sang Luo looked at Changli Jianzun's hesitation, thinking that he cared about the things of the year and didn't really want to come up with Xuanyuan Sect.

So she spoke,

"Master, it's okay for me to take my junior brother there, after all, I saved Lin Qinghan on the martial arts stage that day, and the Kunwu Sword Sect owes me a favor."

In her hand, there is also the jade pendant that Yu Ming gave her that day, as well as the promise.

Yu Ming is this person, Sang Luo thinks he is quite reliable.

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