When He Xiaolan heard this voice, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly woke up from the savage collision, remembering what was the most important, and immediately blushed in shame, but she still said in a low voice: "Hold my arm!"

When Wan Qingping heard this, he hurriedly freed the woman's arm, and saw He Xiao's blue jade palm pull out his arm and then slowly put it together, and then turned the complex law decision, and a spell that seemed to come from a distant wilderness came out of Tan's mouth.

After more than twenty breaths, a layer of black light like mist appeared on He Xiaolan's body, and a snake-tailed phantom gradually appeared between his legs.

Wan Qingping shivered for a while, because at this time, he only felt a chill coming from the intersection of the two, and the coolness was not an ordinary wind and rain, but a kind of warmth that seemed to be impossible to expel no matter how much it was expelled.

This burst of warmth and coolness first turned around against the meridians, and then drilled into the dantian, and at the moment of entering, the dantian was like an oil pot dripping into water droplets, and immediately boiled.

As soon as he sensed it, he felt that the impact towards the dantian wall was not enough, so he said solemnly again: "Come again!"

Oh, no, the young woman nodded and repeated the last motion......

So three times, He Xiaolan's originally glamorous face was slightly pale, Wan Qingping felt it for a while, and still said, "Come again!"

I don't know what prompted me to make up my mind, but as soon as I gritted my teeth, a drop of black blood rolled out of the tip of my tongue, and the girl pinched the law again.

............

He Xiaolan barely got dressed, glanced at the man with a glowing blue light again, and then walked out of the room with his support to the wall, at this time it was still stormy outside, no, the rain was even stronger!

After March, a man and a woman walked on a misty Lingshan Mountain near Miaoshui City, leading to a bluestone path on the mountain.

"Retreat, stop!" said a late-stage priest who stepped out of the hut and stopped the two who were about to go up the mountain, but then saw something in the shape of a token fly towards him.

"The retreat token issued by the Gu Master Temple, are you Wan Qingping Wan Daoyou?" The old priest took the token into his hand and glanced at it, and then handed the thing back, this thing is carried up the mountain every few years, and he is naturally familiar with it when he is stationed again all the year round.

"It is Wan Qingping in the lower place, this maid is in the lower retreat, and it has been arranged by the Taoist friends!" said the man who came, pointing to the woman behind him.

"There's nothing to work for, it's the old man's responsibility!" said the old priest very politely, although there is not one out of ten people who come to retreat who can successfully marry the pill, but it is not that he can offend the sacrifice that has lost the opportunity to advance.

"The old lady of the Taoist friend will arrange it properly, the Taoist friend, please come in!" As he spoke, the old priest took out a bamboo stick from his waist, and with the beating of several Dharma decisions, the bamboo stick immediately flew towards the mountain with a shining spiritual light.

The bamboo stick is like a sharp blade cutting into butter, and wherever it passes, the steaming mist churns for a while, and then reveals a narrow path.

"It's enough to deliver food only once a day, the time is set at noon, if it is forbidden not to open, you wait for a quarter of an hour in front of the cave, and before it is opened, you will return on your own!" the man commanded the woman.

"The slave knows!" can call himself like this, and there is only one person in Suyun Mountain.

Wan Qingping began to retreat in the cave on the second day after opening the spiritual aperture, but before he had been in retreat for three months, an envoy from the Gu Master Temple came to Suyun Mountain, saying that a few days ago, a person had failed to retreat and vacated the secret land.

Ye Guimei touched the ban hard, knowing the whole thing After thinking about it for a while, Wan Qingping felt that it was appropriate to go to Miaoshui City for retreat, if I remember correctly, Jian Liangxian should come back from prison in a few years, if this person forcibly attacked the cave during the retreat, the consequences would ......

originally planned to bring He Xiaolan in to serve, but since that night, this girl has somehow always looked wilted.

Wan Qingping is not a stupid person, thinking of He Xiaolan's pale face when he gave him magic power for the last time, he can guess that this woman must have used some secret method with consequences!

Hey-walking on the mountain path, he sighed for no reason, expelled the woman's voice from his mind, it was useless to think of anything else, and to compensate this woman well in the future, the most important thing at present is to condense the golden pill, this matter is not successful, everything is over!

There are a total of three retreats on the Ling Mountain, although there are not many people in the Jiuli tribe who are good at formations, but they can always find a few masters who are proficient in this way, so there are many prohibitions around the secret land, it is said that this prohibition not only has a strong protective ability, but also has a little elimination effect on the thunder tribulation, I don't know if it is true or false.

The dense land is almost four acres in size, but the vegetation is very scarce, it is not surprising, sometimes there are monks here to cross the robbery, and there are very few vegetation that can survive under the terrible thunder and fire.

"Not bad, not bad!" After sensing the aura around him slightly, Wan Qingping was very satisfied, this place was not as good as his Cloud Mountain, but it was also much stronger than the cave mansion where ordinary foundation building Great Perfection monks practiced.

A lonely building on stilts stands in the middle of the dense ground, pushing the door in, and the interior is very simplely arranged, a futon, a night pearl, a table, a chair, a wooden bed, some paper and pencils, and nothing else.

"Teng Hongxi, you old fox, I didn't expect me to have these!" Sitting on the chair, he patted the storage bag, and a few porcelain bottles and two stones fell on the table.

These are the auxiliary spiritual objects prepared by Wan Qingping for this time, and in the first retreat, he only used a holy fruit and a pill of Artemisia annua.

Why didn't you use other spiritual objects?

The human pill refined in Wandaohai was effective for condensing the first drop of Dan liquid, and he hadn't even completed the face washing dantian at the beginning, so naturally he didn't need to take this pill, so he kept it. The same goes for Rolling Thunderstone.

Although he took it during the first retreat, it was not only useful for the first retreat, but the essence of the leylines contained in it had already cured his old diseases, and the heavenly thunder qi discharged some residual erysipelas, which also made him feel the heavenly thunder breath, which was still useful for the second retreat.

The only spiritual object consumed was the Huang Hao Pill, but there was more than one of this elixir on his body, and he got the second one from He Lei's group who went to his cave to collect protection money.

Coupled with the "Ling Sui Pill" he received from Teng Hongxi, his retreat this time was even more adequate than the last one.

"If it doesn't work this time, once I am married to a golden pill, monk Ma, you'd better hope not to die too early, otherwise don't blame me for digging your grave when the time comes!"

With a sneer, Wan Qingping took out the book of "Taishang Returning to the True Nature and Originless Scripture" and spread it out.

Time is like flowing water, and inadvertently it is several years.

On this day, dark clouds suddenly gathered on the originally quiet Spirit Mountain, and soon there was a rumbling thunder, and the lightning like a wild golden snake descended from the gap in the clouds with the power to destroy the world and slashed towards the dense land.

However, there was no joy on the face of the coconut laurel plum who was preparing the meal at the foot of the mountain, because ......

(In the previous chapter, I wrote a bit unfinished, because some Taoist friends like to read that kind of paragraph, and some don't like it, so I can only take the middle amount, which is considered a superficial taste! Readers who are not addicted can take a look at some similar paragraphs in the front!)

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