Xiao Hua asked people to carry Mo Lun to Xiaoyao Pavilion, this is not a very large place, there is a two-story attic in the middle, there are three bungalows around the attic, behind is a hill, there is a small pavilion on the mountain, this is the territory of Xiaoyao Pavilion. Mo Lun was placed on the second floor of the attic, and Xiao Hua sent a young man named Wang Shuai to take care of Mo Lun.

Now Mo Lun knows everything, but his body is a little inconvenient, his internal organs and major meridians are seriously damaged, and the pain in his body is not something that outsiders can understand. Mo Lun asked Wang Shuai to help himself up, then crossed his knees, put a spiritual power pill in his mouth, sealed his hands in the air, and refined the spiritual power pill in his body, and the spiritual power pill was gradually transformed into spiritual energy in his body, constantly wandering in the damaged meridians, intermittently, without the slightest sign of repair.

Mo Lun swallowed a big pill into his body again, used the internal force to refine the pill, and then transmitted the refined pill along the meridians, and the pill passed through a strange pain, and the other places were painful everywhere, and some numbness, but this strange pain seemed to be a little sharp, stimulating the nerves, making Mo Lun shake all over, and the sweat on his head immediately emerged, densely attached to his face, and when the light shone, it was like pearls inlaid there. This pain continued until the Great Returning Pill was completely absorbed, and there was no sign of repair in the meridians after the pinprick pain, "Could it be that the Great Returning Pill is not good?" Mo Lun thought to himself. "No, the last time I was injured, I took the Da Huan Dan for three months, and the injuries are completely healed, how can it not work this time?" Mo Lun thought about the situation of the last injury in his heart.

Mo Lun didn't know that this time the injury was much more serious than last time, last time the three tigers of the Lei family only had the strength in the middle of Qi training, and knocked him off the cliff, but Mo Lun had a golden light body, but he was lightly injured in his body. And this time it was a fatal blow from the spirit beast of the powerhouse of the Transformation Period, and it was already a miracle to be alive. It's not that the Great Returning Pill is not good, but that Mo Lun is too anxious, and such a serious injury is not something that can be effective with a Great Returning Pill. Now Mo Lun is very weak, sitting there cross-legged, his meridians are damaged, and his spiritual power cannot be supplied, so he fell asleep against the wall in a daze.

In the dream, Mo Lun saw his father, who was in a mine, with shackles on his feet, already stained with blood, carrying a basket on his shoulder, with more than a dozen ores in the frame, limping forward, looking at Mo Lun on the other side just smiled, did not speak, and walked over. As soon as Moren was about to pass, he was pulled back. Moren felt more and more atmosphere, only to feel that his consciousness had become a little blurred, and a big bird appeared in his consciousness, and it was extremely fierce, as if he was motivated to avenge Molun.

"Big Bird!" Mo Lun was shaken all over his body, and immediately came to his senses, and found that part of his consciousness was already the shadow of the golden eagle, and the golden eagle was gradually infiltrating into his consciousness, constantly invading his consciousness. Mo Lun endured the pain in his body, hugged his own clarity and slammed his consciousness towards the golden eagle, but now Mo Lun is too weak, even if he has a strong consciousness, he can't shake the consciousness of the golden eagle. The consciousness of the collision was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news, but the consciousness of the golden eagle took the initiative and continued to spread to Mo Lun's consciousness, Mo Lun gritted his teeth and persisted, trying not to let the consciousness of the golden eagle advance too fast.

In the process of perseverance, Mo Lun found that a layer of black fluff began to appear on his arms, and as time went by, the fluff became thicker and thicker, and feathers began to grow in some places, and the same situation began to appear on his thighs and bodies, and the feathers began to grow continuously, gradually covering his whole body. Looking at the feathers on his body, Mo Lun was a little scared, it seemed that it would not be long before he would completely turn into a golden eagle, and the current form development was not controlled by Mo Lun at all. When he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, as if a sharp knife was sticking out of his back, but Mo Lun looked to his side, and then he suddenly realized that it was a pair of wings growing on his back, which was not too big now, "This is the wings of the golden eagle, it seems that I am really going to be completely killed by the golden eagle?" Mo Lun thought unwillingly. Now Morun is covered with feathers all over his body except for his head, and if he can't keep it, and feathers grow on his head, he will completely become a golden eagle.

Mo Lun felt at a loss now, when the golden eagle had just entered his body, the golden light of the Vajra relics wrapped the golden eagle and prevented the golden eagle from taking away, but why didn't there be any movement now? He couldn't control the golden light of the relics, so what should he do? He couldn't wait for the golden eagle to completely take away himself, and he was indifferent, he should do something. Thinking of this, Mo Lun concentrated his remaining consciousness, and slammed into the golden light with all his might, "Bang!" There was a muffled sound in his body, and a layer of ripples on the golden light, Mo Lun felt that his consciousness was completely wrapped in the golden light, and there was a warm feeling, the golden light slowly penetrated into the consciousness, Mo Lun tried to use his consciousness to control the golden light that entered it, and the golden light could actually move according to his consciousness, Mo Lun felt too incredible.

In fact, Mo Lun had not tried it before, and since he accepted the inheritance of King Kong in the Four Great Vajra Palaces, he could control the actions of the golden light, but Mo Lun didn't expect it. Since Mo Lun can control Jin Guang independently, Jin Guang did not take the initiative to restrain Jin Eagle's behavior, he can only act under the orders of Mo Lun's consciousness. Mo Lun naturally didn't know this, and through this verification, Mo Lun finally knew that he could now control the golden light. If he had known earlier, he would not have been injured, Mo Lun smiled bitterly in his heart.

When Mo Lun was still thinking nonsense, he felt an itch on his face, and a hairy thing grew, "It seems that I am going to make a last fight, and I will be completely taken away!" Mo Lun thought of this, and used his consciousness to control the golden light to envelop the location of the golden eagle's soul, "Ah!" Hearing only an exclamation, the fluff on Mo Lun's face immediately stopped growing. The soul of the golden eagle is constantly tumbling under the illumination of the golden light, it can be seen that the uncomfortable degree is unbearable, the golden light slowly turns into a golden wire, the golden eagle is bound to a strong knot, so that the golden eagle can not move, in the outer layer of the golden wire, there is a layer of golden light shrouded, the golden eagle continues to wail.

At this time, the feathers on Mo Lun's body fell off, and gradually turned into nothingness, leaving only a layer of black fluff, like a hairy child, but this layer of fluff did not seem to want to continue to fall off. Mo Lun was a little unhappy, his consciousness entered the golden light again, the golden silk began to shrink again, and brown bloodshot began to appear on the soul's body, and the outer layer of golden light appeared even thicker, completely isolating the consciousness of the golden eagle from the outside world. The fluff on Morun's body also began to fall off, gradually revealing some of Morun's somewhat pale skin.

Mo Lun has made up his mind to completely refine the golden eagle for his own use, so the golden silk continues to entangle the soul of the golden eagle, without the slightest relaxation, he wants to refine the golden eagle into blood little by little, and melt it into his own blood. The golden thread has been strangled into the body of the golden eagle's soul, a drop of blood fell into Mo Lun's sea of qi, the blood droplets floated up and down a few times in the spiritual fluid of the sea of qi, and little by little it dissolved in the spiritual fluid and disappeared, the spiritual liquid slowly flowed forward along the broken meridians, where it passed, there was a burning feeling, and the damaged parts of the meridians formed a thin membrane, which was as thin as cicada wings, as if it would be damaged if touched.

Mo Lun was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the blood of the golden eagle had such a powerful spiritual power, and it could actually repair the damaged meridians. Mo Lun commanded the golden silk to continue refining the soul of the golden eagle, and the golden eagle kept wailing and begging for mercy, but Mo Lun turned a deaf ear. If you spare the golden eagle this time, then the next time you are injured again, the degree of injury will be more serious, and you have no ability to control the golden light, will the golden eagle give up taking away your soul, Mo Lun is also a very resolute person, and he will not repent if he makes up his mind, and he must refine the golden eagle, one is to repair his damaged meridians, and the other is to increase his own strength, and use the spiritual power and power of the golden eagle for his own use.

The golden eagle was constantly struggling, and drop by drop of blood kept dripping into the spiritual fluid of the sea of Mo Lun's qi, and then dissolved into the spiritual fluid, becoming a part of the spiritual fluid of Mo Lun, and there was no longer the shadow of the golden eagle, and it was not under the control of the golden eagle. The spiritual fluid is still flowing in the meridians without hurry, and the broken meridians are constantly baptized by the spiritual fluid, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wings, but now it is constantly becoming tougher, and the flow of the spiritual fluid in the meridians has also become much smoother, Mo Lun's spiritual power has begun to recover, his consciousness has become stronger, and the golden light that can be mobilized has become more and more, and the speed of refining the soul of the golden eagle has also accelerated.

The golden eagle was still unwilling to be refined like this under the binding of the golden wire, but now the golden eagle didn't even have a chance to struggle, the golden light tied him too strongly, and there was a layer of golden light outside that completely enveloped them. The golden eagle looked at the golden silk and the golden light outside, and turned his heart horizontally, and the damaged soul suddenly turned into a brown point of light, drilled out of the gap in the golden wire, and slammed into the golden light outside, Mo Lun was also shocked, and hurriedly mobilized the golden light to converge to the light point made by the golden eagle soul, to block the escape route of the golden eagle soul, but the golden eagle was too cunning, just when all the golden light converged to one point, the light point of the golden eagle soul suddenly rotated, and shot in the opposite direction, the speed was so fast that Mo Lun felt smacked.

The direction in which the golden eagle soul light point escaped was no longer shrouded in golden light, so let him go like this?