Bei Mingxiu couldn't hear the outside world clearly now, and in a daze, he could only barely judge the person by the blurred image in front of him, but he still quickly judged the identity of the person who was holding him.

Not just because of the vague shadow of the twin blades, but because he knew who else could come here and find him.

Only two people are eligible, a man and a woman.

Lu Linxi and Sulan Pavilion.

It should be a woman who is supporting him, so it can only be Su Lanting.

But he couldn't say anything to Su Lanting right now.

He chose to break the immortal lotus to prevent the continued spread of hidden dangers in his body, which was already worse for his body, and he relied on willpower to barely support a trace of consciousness, and he couldn't make any moves at all.

He could only rely on his soul, which had been tempered day and night by sharpening his sword intent, to perceive Su Lanting's movements.

......

Su Lanting straightened the posture of the Northern Meditation Cultivator and took a deep breath.

It was not by chance that she was able to enter the Northern Underworld, the agreement between her and Qiu Fengchun at the beginning determined that she would inevitably appear here today.

But when she found the Northern Meditation Cultivator, she relied purely on her own intuition.

She closed her eyes and pointed her hands together, her fingertips revealing a fresh, natural scent.

This is the pure spiritual power condensed by the exercises of Yilan Mountain, as long as it is condensed enough and good enough, it can almost be said to be a very thin immortal qi.

This is the true essence of the cultivation of the Qingye Sanren, and the spiritual power condensed by Su Lanting can only be regarded as getting the skin, and it is not comparable to the immortal qi, but after all, it is already somewhat similar.

As she gently mobilized her own spiritual power, these two pure spiritual powers lingered in her palms, and finally converged on the middle fingers of both hands.

At the moment when the spiritual power gathered, Su Lanting's eyes flashed, and the index fingers and middle fingers of both hands were together, stabbing towards the abdomen of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

It's said to be a thorn, but in fact, it's just that the speed of the finger is too fast, and it even brings a strong wind, so that it looks very lethal.

In fact, this finger has no lethal power at all, even if the current body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator is already fragile and vulnerable, this finger will not be able to bring him any substantial damage.

Su Lanting quickly pointed out, just to inject this spiritual power into the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator as much as possible before the spiritual power in his hand overflowed.

To be precise, it is the dantian qi sea of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

With two soft sounds, two small pits sank into Bei Mingxiu's abdomen.

There was no blood spilled, no damage to the clothes, not even the slightest bruise, or rather, it looked like nothing had happened.

The changes that are visible to the naked eye occur in Su Lanting's body.

Her face, which was not ruddy, turned pale in an instant.

The cultivator's face was sickly pale, which must indicate that her body had become weak.

However, she herself did not seem to feel her weakness at all, and quickly withdrew her fingers, and then quickly stabbed into two new directions.

For the next period of time, Su Lanting kept repeating the stabbing of the Northern Meditation Cultivator's Dantian Qi Sea.

Each stab was in a different direction, and by the time her fingers left, the depression that had been poked out before had quickly recovered, as if it were just a wisp of fresh wind, constantly blowing a broken cliff.

Every time the breeze blows, a small part of the gravel falls back to the cliff wall, and these parts that belong to the cliff wall are put back in place and fixed.

Although the breeze itself is not strong, it can only be regarded as a light breeze, as long as the wind does not stop, the cliff will become more and more intact until it is completely restored to its original state.

......

Su Lanting no longer knew how many fingers he had already placed on the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Every time, her physical strength was consumed, and by now, her vision was blurred and she could fall at any moment.

What she is now using is the secret method of Yilan Mountain-Transferring Flowers and Grafting Trees.

Through these two clusters of haunting pure spiritual power at her fingertips, she was able to do many things.

What she has to do now is to stimulate the origin spiritual power in the body of the Northern Immortal Cultivator, so that the immortal energy inside will be rejuvenated under the stimulation of the spiritual power of her fingertips, and the cliff on his cultivation path will be repaired again.

This kind of ability can already be compared with the real phase master who peeps into the sky and breaks his fate.

The physiognomy master spies on the heavenly machine against the rules of heaven and earth, and if it is leaked, he will be punished by heaven, so after learning how to tell fortunes, the second thing he learns is how to escape the punishment of heaven.

The grafting has nothing to do with heaven and earth, and it will not cause any vision of heaven and earth at all, and its punishment is only in the caster himself.

The life force of Su Lan Pavilion is rapidly draining along with cultivation.

By now, her cultivation had fallen below the sixth order and had come to the fifth order again.

The fall of cultivation is still secondary, and the most important thing is the loss of her own life energy.

The loss of life energy is already equivalent to the loss of longevity, and the consequences are even more serious.

The exercises of Yilan Mountain are close to nature, and Su Lanting is very clear about his current state.

Her brows furrowed slightly, but the reason for frowning was not because of herself.

Bei Mingxiu's mouth opened slightly, and an extremely faint voice came from it.

"Stop. ”

Su Lanting's movements did not pause in the slightest.

The voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator came out again, this time it was still very weak, but the eagerness in it was extremely clear.

"Stop. ”

Su Lanting shook his head apologetically.

When she left Qiu's mansion yesterday, Qiu Fengchun proposed a deal for her, or rather, a choice between two or the other.

She didn't choose the option that Qiu Fengchun wanted her to choose, she would only come here today, and at that time, she was already aware of what she was about to face.

"It's my own choice. ”

Su Lanting lowered his head, looked at Bei Ming Xiu's slightly tense face, and said softly: "I hope you can live a better life, maybe it's my wishful thinking, or I hope you can accept it." ”

"People don't die, so don't worry. ”

After speaking, Su Lanting withdrew his hands, and his face gradually became solemn.

Only one last step is left to complete.

But the pure spiritual power in her hand had been exhausted, not enough to stab a finger that could shoot spiritual power into the dantian qi sea again, let alone make the final blow, and her own body was already about to lose consciousness.

Su Lanting gritted his teeth, gathered the last thin layer of spiritual power into his palms, and slapped it towards Bei Mingxiu's abdomen without hesitation.

If these last two palms are not completed, it will inevitably leave hidden dangers to the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

But if these two are not produced, the spiritual power will completely dissipate, and the hidden dangers will only be more and bigger.

Su Lanting had no choice but to use his own strength to try his best to shoot the most perfect Ming Ye palm.

The palm of the bright leaf can be blinded by a leaf, or it can cover the sky with a palm.

At this time, the Ming Ye Palm was only to consolidate the results of the flower grafting, and with this thin spiritual power, it was difficult to do even a leaf obscure.

Su Lanting slapped these two palms with the intention of becoming benevolent if he was unsuccessful.

This is her last insistence, and it is also her commitment to the Northern Meditation Practice.

Since she wants to repair the wounds of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, she must do her best.

......

The spiritual power in Su Lanting's hands has been dissipated.

She herself did not fall to the ground because of the loss of strength, but looked at her hands tremblingly, and her eyes shone faintly.

The Ming Ye Palm just now was very successful, and through the interception of the skin and muscles, it perfectly covered that thin spiritual power into the dantian qi sea of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

But she knew that in her state, she couldn't do this at all, and it should have been done with the fine-tuning she had inadvertently made at the time of her palm.

That's the corner of the Heaven Covering Realm.

Carefully reflecting on the feelings just now, Su Lanting became more and more sure of his judgment, looked at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, who was already completely unconscious, and said with a wry smile: "Thank you." ”

She hasn't fallen yet.

Even though her whole body was in terrible pain, she still did not collapse.

There was a bright white color on her sideburns, which was the change caused by the loss of life energy, but the spiritual power in her body had not reached the point of complete exhaustion, which was the reason why she did not fall.

At the moment when the Ming Ye Palm and the Northern Immortal Cultivation Dantian Qi Sea converged, the Northern Immortal Cultivator used his last consciousness to send a bit of Origin Immortal Qi into Su Lanting's palm.

This wisp of immortal qi made her not continue to fall, and she also had the ability to continue to act.

Su Lanting smiled bitterly, squatted down with difficulty, and looked at Bei Mingxiu's cheeks with complicated eyes.

She stepped forward slightly, her lips slightly opened, as if she was about to touch Bei Mingxiu's face, but in the end she still didn't touch it.

"Precious. ”

Leaving these two words, Su Lanting stood up, glanced back at Bei Mingxiu reluctantly, and slowly left this place step by step.

After today, she has nothing to do with the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Now she wants to go home.

She has lived in the home for more than ten years.