Chapter Forty-Eight: Awakening
Fang Aotian looked into the distance, and his gaze seemed to have reached the outside of the mountain of Xijian Peak, and reached the sky like a cloud of smoke.
For some reason, this dragon who turned into a human thought of a sentence, "Heavenly guests, three million are few, immortals should be here, geometry." ”
Fang Aotian felt that he was a divine beast seeking immortals, although sometimes he chattered a little, but if he really got some opportunities to become immortals, it was not a human "person", and he knew how to measure more than anyone else.
Fang Aotian put away his emotions and grinned, like a child who knows his mistakes and changes them, "What Sister Shangxian taught is that Aotian sat on the ground and assured her sister that if I was here, Fang Cheng would not suffer the slightest disaster. ”
Zhao Zhi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, nodded and said, "Clean up the table, I'm ready to wake up Fang Cheng." ”
Fang Aotian got the order, immediately got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, walked into the house and began to clean up the leftovers on the table.
The octagonal polya that burrowed into the flesh showed its head, and the tail body capsule lifted into the air, spraying out a spider silk as thin as a silver thread, sticking to the beam, and the octagonal polyid hung in the air and slowly rose.
Fang Aotian rolled his eyes at the octagonal polyo that was rising vertically, eating and wiping clean, he didn't have any eyesight at all, good brothers, what a fart!
When Fang Aotian went out with the plate, Zhao Zhi stood up, faced the side of the bed, raised his hands and placed them on his chest, his ten fingers were sealed, and his mouth began to chant softly.
In an instant, the whole tiled house was covered with wind and snow, the temperature in the house plummeted and cold, and a thin layer of frost gradually formed on the walls.
In this sunny day in June, the snowflakes are crazy to create their own general trend, flying and falling all over the sky, and after a while, the ground is already white and white, and the beams of the house are hung with crystal clear ice picks, and the whole tiled house is covered in silver, silent.
Zhao Zhi, who had not yet fallen a single piece of snow on his body, stopped chanting in his mouth, folded his palms with his hands, and looked at Fang Cheng who had been submerged in snowflakes on the bed, the qi in his body rotated rapidly, and a red light true qi gushed out of the qi mansion, arrived at the palm of his hand, and shot straight at Fang Cheng.
The snowflakes on Fang Cheng's body gradually faded after coming into contact with the red light true qi and melted into Fang Cheng's body.
Zhao Zhi looked at Fang Cheng on the bed with a resolute face, not daring to be distracted at all.
Fang Aotian went to the Sword Washing Hall to deliver the plates, and was leisurely returning to the mountainside residence with his hands behind his back, just crossing the stone bridge, he saw the tile house that had become an ice sculpture in front of him, and was immediately stunned.
"What a majestic cultivation aura!" Fang Aotian exclaimed.
Running into the tile house quickly, the house made Fang Aotian dumbfounded, this house full of snow is all genuine cultivation manifestation!
Without asking the bed with his back to his immortal sister, Fang Aotian turned around, showing the prototype of the divine beast, and plunged into the thick snow, crawling at the speed of light on the ground with lightning speed.
This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, after this house, next time there will really be no such good thing!
Wantonly circling around the tile house, Fang Aotian saw its good buddy octagonal polya, but it had been frozen into an ice sculpture and condensed on the beams of the house.
"Tsk, Seon lost his horse, and he didn't know if it was a blessing. Fang Aotian lay on the ice sculpture of the octagonal polya and blinked deliberately.
The octagonal polya's eyes inside the ice sculpture shook vigorously, as if hoping that his good buddy would rescue it.
"It's beautiful to think about!" Fang Aotian slapped the ice sculpture with his tail, flung it aside, and continued to roam the snow sea in the house.
Zhao Zhi didn't pay attention to Fang Aotian, and looked at Fang Cheng who was lying on the bed intently.
In fact, after waiting for a few more days, when the damaged meridians in Fang Cheng's body are recuperated, he can wake up, but since the Qingyun Sect has already informed the progress of the cultivation of immortals, Zhao Zhi also thinks that this matter should not be delayed for too long, and decides to forcibly instill cultivation into Fang Cheng, so that he can break through the Qi refining period and enter the foundation building period, using his own cultivation as a warming meridian to recuperate through labor.
As the snowflakes on Fang Cheng's body melted away, in Fang Cheng's body, the Qifu Galaxy instantly contracted and fell, falling in the depression, converging and condensing, turning into a dull golden pill.
Zhao Zhi withdrew her red light true qi and gasped slightly, she hadn't done such a hard and consuming thing for more than ten years.
In an instant, at the tiger's mouth of Fang Cheng's left hand, the Qingluan tattoo bloomed with a strange blue light, the blue light was like a fish swimming in water, quickly spreading from the wrist to the arm, and went straight to Fang Chengqi's mansion!
"Evil beast! Er dare!" Zhao Zhi burst into tears, quickly cut his palm, cut off the place where the green light went, hooked his five fingers, and pulled out a Qingluan spirit from Fang Cheng's shoulder, Zhao Zhi threw it back with his bare hands, and the Qingluan spirit fell heavily to the ground.
Fang Aotian, who was at ease, was startled by Zhao Zhi's explosion, and just poked his head out of the snow, Fang Aotian only felt that Mount Tai was overwhelmed, his vision was dark, and his whole body was buried in the snow again.
"Oops..."Fang Aotian only felt dizzy and dazzled, and hurriedly turned into a human.
Fang Aotian rubbed his head, turned his head to look at the behemoth just now, and suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this Fang Cheng's Qingluan!"
Zhao Zhi, who was standing beside the bed, turned around, her eyes sharp.
On the beams of the house, the vertically upside-down ice picks tearing the frost layer broke away from the beams and floated in the air, aiming at the Qingluan spirit on the ground.
Fang Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at the ice pick, and hurriedly dodged to the door, if he was accidentally injured, he would be too dead to die anymore...
Qingluan, who fell to the ground, leaned on the ground with his claws, stood up with difficulty, and screamed a few times towards Zhao Zhi.
Zhao Zhi was speechless.
Fang Aotian, who was hiding outside the door, only poked out his head and looked around, thought about it, and said cautiously: "This Qingluan said, ask the immortal to spare his life." ”
Zhao Zhi sneered: "It's already a crippled spirit, dare to take the lead and live?"
After speaking, Zhao Zhixian raised his hand, and the ice pick floating in the air suddenly retreated an inch, ready to go.
Qingluan's spirit hurriedly chirped continuously, and the sound of grief resounded throughout the tiled house.
Fang Aotian listened carefully to the true meaning and said: "It said that before, a woman saw that it could not survive the Nine Heavenly Tribulations, and forcibly went against the sky to retain its spirit, and lodged in a storage magic weapon, and the woman promised it that as long as someone drips blood in the storage magic weapon in the future, it can choose whether to agree with this master, and if it is unwilling, it will not erase it." ”
Zhao Zhi's eyes were cold, and he said, "This is in Liwei?"
Qingluan's spirit screamed.
Fang Aotian, who acted as an intermediary, said: "It succumbed, saying that it was willing to identify with this young man as the master, and begged the immortal to spare his life for the sake of taking the initiative to help the young man refine the aura of heaven and earth." ”
After Fang Aotian finished speaking, he was amazed, after doing it for a long time, he was still Qingluan, who had only experienced the Nine Heavenly Tribulations, but although this cultivation was high, his brain was a little difficult to use.
Zhao Zhi didn't speak, and smiled disdainfully.
Qingluan Jingluo lowered his neck slightly and whispered a few times.
Fang Aotian sighed and said, "It said that it can condense the blood contract, like me, recognize Fang Cheng as the master." ”
Delat, properly force the good to become a prostitute.
Zhao Zhi thought for a moment and withdrew the slender hand that was raised.
Fang Aotian breathed a sigh of relief slightly, after all, the strange beasts in the world are one family, and he will be a little unbearable when he sees the same kind of victims.
Suddenly, an ice pick seemed to be out of control, piercing the spirit of Qingluan!
Seeing this, Fang Aotian closed his eyes slightly.
Alas, the immortal killing is really moody.
After waiting for a while, Fang Aotian didn't hear Qingluan's screams of pain, he opened his eyes with some doubts, and looked back to see that there was an ice pick stuck in front of Qingluan's abdomen, and the ice pick was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Zhi looked at Qingluan's spirit and said: "You are already the remnants of the spirit, the blood contract recognition master can no longer be restrained by you, this ice pick will always remain in your body, as long as you use cultivation, the ice pick will immediately eat the spirit of the source of cultivation, so that its spirit is destroyed." ”
Qingluan Spirit looked down at the ice picks that had melted most of the body and hissed.
Without waiting for Fang Aotian to translate, Zhao Zhi said, "When your master cultivates to the Yuan Infant cultivation, I will naturally help you take out this ice pick." Oh, by the way, this boy, but the child of the man who saved your life, think about it yourself. ”
Qingluan Jingluo looked up behind Zhao Zhi and didn't say anything more.
Zhao Zhi shook her head slightly and said, "Okay, go back." ”
Hearing this, Qingluan Spirit flapped his wings and turned into a blue light and drilled into Fang Cheng's hand.
Fang Aotian thought about it, simply entered the house, scratched his head and smirked, looked at Zhao Zhi and said, "Sister Shangxian is strong in cultivation, and her mind is so meticulous, Aotian admires it!"
Zhao Zhi grinned and said, "What, you also want to have one?"
Fang Aotian hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and said, "No, no, no! Sister Shangxian spared me, such a big ice pick pierced me, wouldn't it be pierced in Sister Shangxian's heart, besides! How can I rely on cultivation to protect my little master in the future! Sister, do you say yes!"
Zhao Zhi ignored Fang Aotian's words, turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, and quietly waited for Fang Cheng to wake up.
Fang Aotian wiped the cold sweat on his head, he felt as if he had walked away from the ghost gate.
Watching the snow in the house gradually melt, Fang Aotian shouted in his heart that it was a pity, this is all a manifestation of cultivation, take a bite of it, and improve an inch!
Fang Aotian finally sat at the door honestly, he didn't dare to act recklessly like just now, in case he made a mistake, this body cultivation would be wasted.
In the tiled house, the temperature has risen.
Zhao Zhi cupped her cheeks together, paying attention to Fang Cheng's every move in his body.
After about a stick of incense, the young man lying on the bed opened his eyes in a daze.
Fang Cheng felt as if he had had had a long dream, and when he woke up, he forgot all about it.
As soon as I wanted to get up, I found that my whole body was sore and weak, and I didn't listen to the call.
Zhao Zhi saw Fang Cheng wake up, smiled, and said, "Don't move now, the broken meridians have been warmed for so long, and they need to be recuperated by the qi in the body." ”
Fang Cheng turned his head sideways and found that Zhao Zhi was looking at him, his lips moved slightly, and said, "Sister-in-law Sun, why are you here?"
Zhao Zhiwan'er was a little angry, "If I don't come again, you won't be able to see Sister-in-law Sun!"
Fang Cheng thought about it, grinned reluctantly, and said with a smile: "Let Sister-in-law Sun worry..."
Zhao Zhi stretched out her hand and touched Fang Cheng's immature cheeks, which were already white and red, with gentle eyes, "Okay, the matter is settled, have a good rest." ”
Fang Cheng nodded weakly and closed his eyes.