"I also had good intentions, I really didn't mean to. ”

"Isn't this little monk all right?"

"This little thing, you don't have to be alarmed, right?"

"Your exercises are really powerful, reversing yin and yang, reversing the world, and bringing the dead back to life...... Huh?"

Dahan cried and cried, and it felt that something was wrong.

The blood-colored butterfly in mid-air didn't move at all.

There is no breath of life in the body of a butterfly.

Dahan stared at the blood-colored butterfly for a while, and found that this was the illusion conjured by Su Zimo's demonic energy, and it didn't have any lethality!

The old man's face was dark, and he couldn't wait to slap himself twice.

He had lived countless years, and even in the face of the top existence in the Heavenly Desolate Continent, he was not afraid, let alone such a gaffe.

It was really that the woman eight years ago was too strong, and it left a huge shadow in his heart.

The moment the blood-colored butterfly appeared just now, he thought that the woman was back.

The big man almost killed Su Zimo, and he was already a little weak-hearted.

Now that he suddenly saw the blood-colored butterfly coming, his first reaction was to think that he was looking for him to settle the account, and he was suddenly frightened, his legs were weak, and he knelt down......

The old monk seemed much calmer.

The big man stood up and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Fortunately, the little monk was always in a coma and didn't see all this, otherwise he would have been embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house.

In the old monk's cloudy eyes, a touch of ridicule flashed, and he said slowly: "I can't imagine that the Heavenly Desolate Continent is ......."

"Old bald donkey!"

Before the old monk finished speaking, he was interrupted by the big man angrily.

The big man pointed at the old monk, his fingers almost poked the old monk's face, stared at his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "You shut up Lao Tzu!"

The old monk sneered slightly, his eyes turned, and he saw that Su Zimo was out of danger, and his breathing gradually stabilized, so he put his mind at ease and turned to leave.

Halfway through, the old monk's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he whispered expressionlessly: "Red-haired ghost......? That's a good name. ”

The big man was stunned for a while, and then he reacted that the old monk had disappeared in the backyard of the main hall.

The big man's fist clenched loudly, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn, you old bald donkey, you don't recite the scriptures well, and you still have the heart to make fun of me......"

......

I don't know how long it took, Su Zimo woke up slowly.

Su Zimo's eyes were blank, he struggled to sit up, rubbed his forehead, and sat quietly for a while before he gradually remembered what happened before he fainted.

In Su Zimo's mind, he couldn't help but think of the big face of the red-haired ghost, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears.

Su Zimo was full of excitement, barely thought about it, jumped up, burst out with all his strength, and ran towards the main hall.

"Huh?"

After running a few steps, Su Zimo's expression changed, and he gradually discovered a trace of abnormality.

His own body seems to be a little stronger than before!

The inner dan on the chest has also regained some luster, and a crack has been repaired!

"This ......"

Su Zimo suddenly remembered the bowl of water he drank last.

The only problem is the bowl of water!

"Little monk, from today onwards, every other month, you will come here to drink a bowl of water. ”

At that moment, a familiar voice rang out.

Just before, this voice almost tortured Su Zimo into a madman!

Su Zimo resisted the urge to run away, and turned to look.

I saw that in the depths of the cemetery, a big man covered in chains was lying on the ground, with his hands behind his head, and he didn't look at him, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating.

Su Zimo couldn't help but ask, "Red-haired ghost, what is this water?"

Hearing the three words of the red-haired ghost, the corners of the big man's mouth twitched, and he said impatiently: "If you want to drink, you can drink it, what so much nonsense!"

Su Zimo was bored, but he was not angry.

He vaguely felt that since he woke up, Dahan's attitude towards him seemed to have changed somewhat.

He couldn't say what it was.

Something must have happened to him while he was in a coma!

This bowl of water is not simple either!

You must know that before this, Su Zimo swallowed a 10,000-year-old Zhu Fruit, and received a huge supply of life essence in his body, and there was no sign of repair in Neidan.

And drinking this bowl of water, not only did his physical body become stronger, but even the cracks on the inner dan were repaired!

And that's not all.

Su Zimo could clearly feel that now in his body, there was still a huge amount of life essence remaining.

These energies, even if he cultivated the Great Desolate Demon King's Secret Scripture every night, it was enough to sustain a month!

With such a powerful healing power, there is also a huge and rich essence of life, what kind of water is it, with such magical power?

Su Zimo carefully searched the ancient books he had read, and did not find any natural treasures that could match this spiritual water.

Still, he knew it in his heart.

With enough spiritual water to support it, it is not surprising that his Neidan is expected to recover within a few years!

If you continue to cultivate, the Inner Dan will be completed, and even the Inner Dan will be consummated, and it will be a few days away!

This cultivation speed, even if he is outside the Burial Dragon Valley, he has enough flesh and blood to eat, he will definitely not be able to reach it!

The hidden danger of Neidan has been completely solved, and Su Zimo is also in a good mood.

No matter how slow he reacted, he could see at this time that Dahan was helping him.

At this point, Su Zimo bowed deeply in the direction of the big man, and said seriously: "Red-haired ghost, thank you very much." Among ghosts, there are also good and evil, and you must be a good ghost...... It's just a little bit more talkative. ”

"You!"

The big man roared angrily.

Su Zimo fled in the wilderness.

Looking at Su Zimo's back, the big man showed a row of sharp white teeth, grinding them with a clattering sound, with a resentful face, and said hatefully: "You are a ghost, your whole family is a ghost!"

......

When Su Zimo turned to the front yard of the main hall, it was already noon.

Ming Zhen was chanting in the courtyard, and when he saw Su Zimo coming back safe and sound, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, stepped forward, and asked in confusion: "Senior Brother Mingxin, are you okay?"

Mingzhen knows the horror of the big man in the backyard.

If he was tortured for a night, the whole person would collapse and be mentally sluggish, how could he be as radiant as Su Zimo, his eyes were like torches.

"It's fine. ”

Su Zimo looked relaxed, patted Ming Zhen's shoulder, and said with a smile: "After a month, I will go to the back, do you want to be together?"

"No, no!"

Mingzhen's head shook like a rattle, and his tone was firm.

Su Zi Mo Waner.

At this moment, the old monk pushed the door out and said seemingly casually: "On the burial dragon valley, a woman came today, and she has been crying for tea...... Alas, in the blink of an eye, it's been a year. ”

"Woman, crying?"

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.

Immediately after, he seemed to think of something, and turned around and walked towards the ancient temple.

Ming Zhen looked worried, turned his head and asked, "Master, lend me your magic weapon again, and I will protect the little junior brother." ”

"No need. ”

The old monk shook his head and said, "Let him go by himself, he has the Ming King rosary on his wrist, and those ghosts and demons outside can't get close." ”

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