Gu Siyu had already been sent to Fu Hongrao for treatment, Chang Ling repeatedly rejected Fu Hongrao's proposal to send her to be treated, once it comes to the healing of the soul of the sea god, whether it is the soul or the black fog in the sea, being known by others will bring her great danger.

Fu Hongrao didn't force it, but Yukong still sent Chang Ling back to her own residence.

It is forbidden for monks to use spiritual power in Qingzhou, and this monk does not include the power of the Yuan Infant Realm.

The Yuanying Realm monk had already reached the point of shrinking the ground into inches, and in the blink of an eye, Chang Ling appeared at the door of his small courtyard.

"If you need anything, go to Fu Yu to find her, or let her inform me directly, Xiao Ning can meet a good friend like you, and it is also her luck. Fu Hongrao admonished.

Chang Ling nodded a little embarrassedly, and the next moment, the powerful figure of the Yuan Infant Realm disappeared.

She pushed the door open and walked into her small courtyard, and Abi walked slowly towards her.

He looked her up and down, and said, "Why did you make yourself like this again?"

Chang Ling sat on the ground casually, leaning on the big tree in the courtyard, and briefly recounted today's experience, and the anger and hatred in his tone could not be concealed.

Abi could only be silent for a while.

In its time, when the evil cultivator appeared on the mainland, everyone must have shouted and beaten it like a rat crossing the street.

Except for some people who are eager to gain strength, have no talent, and are unwilling to work hard, and just want to follow crooked paths, no one will choose such a cultivation method.

Now that the aura in this world is getting thinner and thinner, more and more people are unable to seek the Tao through hard cultivation.

Now that evil cults are being legitimized little by little, who knows what the situation will be on this continent in the future.

One person and one fox didn't say anything more, the damage to the soul made Chang Ling's mental state extremely poor, and she returned to her familiar and safe environment, she didn't hold on anymore, and let her consciousness fall into darkness.

Ah Bi sighed softly, and suddenly drilled into Chang Ling's sea of consciousness, and with its milky tone, Chang Ling's spirit began to recover little by little.

Chang Ling fell asleep for seven days and seven nights.

Among them, of course, there are many Abi who can be guided, and they are in a deep sleep, which is the best state to restore their souls.

She had a lot of bizarre dreams.

I dreamed that I had become a sleeping bird, because there was a monk who needed her tail, tricked her and then killed her mercilessly, and when the monk pulled off her tailtail and turned away, she had not completely swallowed her breath, and a pair of beautiful green eyes widened.

If she just wants her feathers, she doesn't hesitate to give them to her friends.

She became a ghost shadow on the black banner again, tormented day and night, and she watched as she helped to abuse the tiger and hurt so many people.

In fact, only when she kills someone, can she relieve the pain caused by resentment a little, but she is not willing to do so.

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

Chang Ling opened his eyes again and found that he was in his own small courtyard, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

The story of Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly has always made her extremely frightened, she is too afraid of those so-called dreams, which is her life.

Leaning on this tree for seven days, Chang Ling felt that his neck would not move.

Her body stiffened there for a long time before she got up in front of her, bathed in the blazing afternoon sun, and began to move her body little by little.

Abi, who didn't know where to come from, stretched his waist for a long time, and said quite seriously:

"Chang Ling, the next time you fight, you must not use the power of the divine soul, you can't use the sword, and try not to use the divine sense to investigate the situation, your divine soul can no longer withstand the toss, the main divine soul is okay, the injured soul is extremely fragile, if the soul collapses, it will cause irreversible damage to you, and the path of cultivation is also considered to be exhausted. ”

Chang Ling nodded lightly, isn't it just to do a real physical cultivation, in terms of fists and strength......

She should be familiar with her body and sword moves.

The next round of the competition is already the last round of the re-examination of the Qingshan Academy, and the competition time is three months later.

There are a lot of basic boxing techniques on the market, and Chang Ling mainly learns how to exert strength, and after buying a few copies, he practiced day and night in the small courtyard.

During this period, Fu Ning and Gu Siyu also returned to the small courtyard.

The thick bandage was removed, and Fu Ning had a lot of bruise-purple scars on his body, which could not be removed with the monk's strong physique and spiritual power.

Fu Ning waved his hand rather indifferently: "I heard that the True Xi Fairy of the Canglan Sword Sect is good at beauty, and when I become a powerful person in the future, I will definitely ask for some." ”

Hearing such a familiar name from her mouth, Chang Ling was stunned again.

"Hey, don't you believe it! My future is limitless!" Fu Ning turned his head and ran away, and it took a lot of effort to hide the sadness in his eyes.

She was also just a teenage girl, and her injuries were far from as simple as they seemed on the surface, and the shackles of her future, the ugly scars, any of which were enough to make her sad.

When Gu Siyu returned to the small courtyard, he looked in a good state, after taking the blood coagulation herb last time, his physical fitness had also been greatly improved, and with the treatment of medical repair, the external injuries had already healed, as for the injuries on the soul, the appearance could not be seen.

The three wounded gathered together again, looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of joy and happiness that could not be concealed.

If it weren't for Chang Ling and Gu Siyu's resolute refusal, Fu Ning would still want to drag the two of them to eat and drink.

In the next round of competition, Gu Siyu, whose soul was damaged, could no longer make Xiaobai, although they usually get along like friends, but really under the situation that he can't fully control, he still doesn't dare to let Xiaobai out.

With his attainments in formations and spells, he is definitely not weak among the cultivators of the Condensing Realm, but in the last round of this competition, it may still be a little insufficient.

Fu Ning kept shouting that she was going to play, but after Ah Bi probed her situation, she gently shook her head at Chang Ling.

Chang Ling said a lot of bad things, so he persuaded the two to let him play first.

At least her physical strength is relatively high, and in an emergency, she can quickly say 'admit defeat'.

On the test bench, only when the sentence of admitting defeat is completely said, the supervisors will stop it.

After learning about Chang Ling's situation, Gu Siyu and Fu Ning took out several cheats and threw them to her, all of which were melee tricks.

"These are not family things, I gave them to you, you don't need to have any burden. Gu Siyu explained.

Fu Ning also said: "This is all found by my mother, and my sister and I can't use it, so we can put it away." ”