She played a water-based auxiliary spiritual technique 'purification technique' to herself, which can make the spiritual energy in the monk's body more refined, and can increase the monk's combat effectiveness by three percent, but the duration is only ten breaths.

As she continued to retreat, the distance between her and Chen Chuan had been stretched thirty zhang away, and Qing Yao released her divine sense to sense the surroundings, she needed to find the location of the white winged dragon.

She knew that Chen Chuan's white winged dragon had stealth ability and was very fast, so he didn't dare to be careless.

Taking advantage of Qing Yao's deal with the White Wing Dragon, Chen Chuan made a seal knot with both hands, and a giant aura palm appeared in the sky.

With a strong aura of power, the aura giant palm smashed towards Qing Yao at an extremely fast speed.

Qing Yao, who was looking for the white wing dragon with all her might, heard a cry from under her feet, and a one-foot-sized white wing dragon appeared at her feet.

As soon as the white winged dragon's figure appeared, it opened its mouth, and a fiery ice flame rose into the sky, and Qing Yao's green skirt was instantly ignited.

"Is this a cold fire?" Qing Yao exclaimed, cold fire is a special kind of flame, a flame that is difficult to extinguish. Because the temperature at the core of the fire is extremely low, lower than ice, it is called cold fire.

With Qing Yao's astonishment, the aura giant palm in the sky had already come to the top of her head, and a gust of wind blew her hair, Qing Yao looked at Chen Chuan who was standing in the air in the distance.

At this time, she did not choose to resist, but looked at Chen Chuan, who showed a trace of incomprehension and doubt.

Just when this doubt just arose, Chen Chuan shouted: "Stop." ”

Because he saw a drop of water, a drop of yellow spring water that was almost transparent, less than a foot away from his cheek.

This was a drop of yellow spring water summoned by Qing Yao when he just retreated, and Chen Chuan thought that Qing Yao was fighting against the White Pterodactyl with all his might, so he didn't notice this drop when he cast the Cloud Palm.

As Chen Chuan shouted to stop, the palm in the cloud that was less than a zhang away from the top of Qing Yao's head slowly dissipated, the ice flame on Qing Yao's body was sucked clean by the white winged dragon, and the drop of yellow spring water in front of Chen Chuan's eyes disappeared.

This is the end of the battle between the two, and only they know who will win and who will lose this battle.

Chen Zhiyu, who was above the waterfall, watched the whole battle, and now he was frozen above the waterfall, and he was shocked by the battle of the foundation monk.

Qing Yao took a deep breath, glanced at the skirt that had been burned off a corner, and flew in front of Chen Chuan.

"It's worthy of an ancient divine beast, and what spews out is actually cold fire. Qing Yao looked at the white winged dragon on Chen Chuan's shoulder.

"Because I'm an Ice Spirit Root, he can only spew out ice flames. Chen Chuan's mind moved, and the white winged dragon turned into a white point of light and entered his body.

Qing Yao nodded, and the face under the white veil seemed to smile, and slowly fell to the ground.

Chen Chuan exhaled and said to Qing Yao on the ground: "I lost this battle, I know that Ice Flame can't hurt you." ”

Qing Yao shook her head and said, "I know your ability, you are the first below the middle stage of foundation building." ”

What Qing Yao said was not a lie, he had seen Chen Chuan's strength in the dungeon, and the ability to freeze dozens of zhang of space was enough to wipe out any monk of the same level.

At this moment, Chen Xingze from the entrance of the mine ran over with a smile, and his face was furrowed with a smile, which showed how happy he was.

Chen Chuan nodded at Qing Yao and looked at the fourth uncle.

"The battle you just had was too shocking, it didn't look like the battle of the first-tier monks at all, yes, yes. Chen Xingze patted Chen Chuan's arm and praised him.

"Fourth uncle, Qingyao has already laid the foundation, shouldn't we discuss the next thing. Chen Chuan didn't give Chen Xingze time to be happy at all, and immediately put forward a plan for the future.

Chen Xingze naturally knew what Chen Chuan was talking about, and he said it in winter, once Qing Yao successfully built the foundation, Chen Chuan took people to Chang'an City, one was to buy ice exercises, and the other was to find an alchemist to refine the hallucinogenic pill.

Chen Xingze, who was originally smiling, gradually restrained his smile, looked at Chen Chuan and said, "When are you going to leave?"

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and replied, "Just these two days." ”

Chen Xingze sighed and nodded, glanced at Qing Yao and said, "Miss Qing Yao, congratulations." ”

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle. Qing Yao hugged her fists.

Expressing his congratulations to Qingyao, Chen Xingze said to Chen Chuan again: "Everything that should be prepared must be prepared, I will go to the Scripture Pavilion to prepare some necessary materials for you first." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the mine.

Seeing the fourth uncle walking away, Qing Yao asked, "What do you mean by departure? Where are you going?"

"Go where you want to go. Chen Chuan looked at the back of the fourth uncle, and his mood was a little low.

"You mean you're going to ......," Qing Yao's voice was a little excited.

Chen Chuan nodded, flew up, and flew to Chen Zhiyu's side above the waterfall.

The next night, Chen Chuan never left the top of the waterfall, he and Chen Zhiyu talked a lot, talked about spiritual cultivation, talked about family development, talked about the past, talked about the future, this night belonged to their father and son.

The next day, when the sun had just risen in the east, Chen Chuan left the waterfall and walked into the silverstone cave.

When he came to the dungeon refining pavilion, he found the busy Chen Zhixin, as the elder of the refining pavilion, Chen Zhixin can be said to be wholeheartedly, diligent, and studying various refining materials day and night.

"Young Patriarch, why are you here?" Chen Zhixin put down a piece of iron in his hand and greeted with a fist.

"I'll take a look at you, how is the refining chapter of "The Legend of the New Art of Xiuzhen" written?" Chen Chuan smiled and sat on the table full of metal materials.

"I've written a part, and I have some feelings, and then I'll find Zhirong to help me, he is a fire spirit root, and he can help me quickly smelt metal materials......"

The two talked freely in the Refining Pavilion for more than an hour, and they exchanged a lot of experience with each other, and Chen Chuan walked out of the Refining Pavilion with a smile.

After leaving the Refining Pavilion, Chen Chuan went to the Alchemy Pavilion again, went to the dungeon, went to the mortal cave, and finally walked into the main hall.

When he came out of the main hall, he was holding a storage box in his hand, which contained the supplies that Chen Xingze had prepared for him.

At this time, the moonlight had already sprinkled outside, and Chen Chuan stayed in the dungeon for a whole day, he met many people and talked to many people.

Under the moonlight, a woman in a green dress sat on a boulder below the waterfall, her big eyes blinking, as if something was on her mind.

Chen Chuan walked out of the silverstone mine, looked at the figure in the green dress in the moonlight, and slowly walked over.

He sat down on the boulder and gently hugged the green shadow.

"If Zhiyu hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you were going to Chang'an City, wouldn't you have told me?" Mingyue in her arms beat Chen Chuan's chest, as if she was a little aggrieved and a little uncomfortable.

Chen Chuan smiled slightly and did not speak, the two hugged each other quietly, and I don't know how long it took, the two walked into the wooden house in the distance together.

Sleepless all night, at dawn on the second day, Mingyue walked out of the wooden house with a blush on her face, which made her look extremely delicate and moving.

Out of the cabin, she looked up at the eastern horizon, where there were two flying shadows that had disappeared into the clouds.

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