Gifted Spiritual Power!

Qing Huan can tell that this is the innate spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, although this medical girl is not high in cultivation, she has an excellent natural posture and can actually cultivate innate spiritual power.

This kind of natural spiritual power is different from Mo Sang's, Mo Sang's natural spiritual power is mainly the fire system, the spark fires the plain, and the fire dragon is dark, while hers is the earth system, the soil trickle, guarding and healing.

The doctor girl withdrew her finger and said, "I am still not skilled in controlling the spiritual power, so I can only help you get here." ”

Qing Huan exhaled slowly and said with a smile: "Thank you, I feel much better." ”

The medicine woman nodded slightly, stood up, just took two steps, turned back, and said, "My name is Lingge." ”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Qing Huan read in his mouth: "Lingge? What a beautiful name." ”

Thanks to Lingge, her internal organs have healed a lot.

It is said that the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, Qing Huan thought of her right eye covered with a white cloth, and muttered to herself: "I heard that Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace is very powerful, and it can refine inanimate things into organs in the human body, maybe you can ask his old man for help." "According to someone, there was an immortal monarch who, after losing his right leg in the battle, asked Taishang Laojun for help, and Taishang Laojun used wood to refine a prosthetic leg for him, and after the run-in period, he was still as flexible as his own legs.

She will definitely not be able to go to Taishang Laojun rashly, his old man doesn't know who Qinghuan is, maybe he can ask Taiyin Xingjun, it is best to speak generously.

Qing Huan was thinking about it, but she didn't notice that someone was approaching, until the person made a sound and she was taken aback.

"Sister Qinghuan, what do you want?" it turned out to be Kang Xinrong.

"No... It's nothing. Qing Huan secretly stroked his chest, "Brother Kang, this is?"

"Oh, it's okay here, I'm not going to stay here any longer. Kang Xinrong had something in his heart, even if he wanted to sit quietly to heal, he couldn't sit still, so he came to say goodbye to Qinghuan.

"Brother Kang is leaving?" asked Qing Huan.

"Yes, although it is temporarily smooth here, I am always worried..."Kang Xinrong looked in the direction behind him, "Over there, as soon as the Golden Bowl Conference opens, the monks who come and go to this Guling Mountain are mixed, not to mention, there must be dangers, and there are still some jackdaw ghost kings looking for trouble with the Phoenix City Lord everywhere..."

"Golden Bowl Conference?" Qing Huan also looked over, "Could it be that Guling Mountain is over there?"

Kang Xinrong looked at her strangely: "Sister Qinghuan, the place where you are standing is at the foot of Guling Mountain, don't you know?" He also thought that he met her here because she listened to the words of the Tianjiao and came here to participate in the "Golden Bowl Conference".

"This is Guling Mountain?!" Qing Huan's voice was higher and higher, and his face was full of doubts.

Isn't she in Lost Valley City? Could it be that after going through these twists and turns, she was sent to Guling Mountain by mistake?

Kang Xinrong nodded firmly, sure.

Qing Huan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Kang, I'll go with you, and I'll also go to see this golden bowl conference." ”

There was nothing in this request, but Kang Xinrong showed a look of embarrassment: "Sister Qinghuan, I..."

"Is there anything wrong?" Qing Huan wondered.

"I didn't go into the mountains for the golden bowl. Kang Xinrong hesitated, he was in a dilemma, on the one hand, Sister Qinghuan was a guest from afar, he didn't care about it like this, on the other hand, he couldn't let Sister Qinghuan follow, the Lord of Fengcheng, their tracks and what they did were all 100,000 secret, and they must not be with outsiders, so they rushed to bring a stranger to go, and they couldn't explain to the Lord of Fengcheng at all, not to mention those few, even the Lord of Fengcheng was also careful, and he was always a guest of honor.

After weighing the pros and cons, Kang Xinrong is still....

I couldn't make a decision for a while, so I thought of a delaying plan.

"Since you want to go to the Golden Bowl Conference, we might as well go to this Guling Mountain first. ”

Qing Huan nodded excitedly, and said continuously: "Okay, it's really good to have Brother Kang leading the way." ”

After Kang Xinrong and Gongsun Mo greeted each other, they said to Qinghuan: "Sister Qinghuan, you wait." ”

With that, he walked past the monk who was lying on the ground wounded, and walked straight towards the medicine maiden.

Qing Huan's eyes widened, and before the gossip, he was burning, and he couldn't wait to grow clairvoyance immediately.

But Rao is that her five senses are excellent, and she can only see but not hear.

I saw Kang Xinrong talking to Lingge, and then took out a wooden box from his cuff and handed it to her, Lingge accepted it, but he didn't react much, his mood fluctuated without fluctuation, Qinghuan shrugged, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

When Kang Xinrong came back, the whole person was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost - wilted, no longer proud, and became depressed.

Qing Huan followed behind, silently speaking.

After a long time, Kang Xinrong spoke: "Sister Qinghuan, you are also your daughter's family, you can talk about it." He snorted his shiny bald head twice, and said irritably: "What are you girls thinking in your hearts, why are you so unpredictable!"

When Qing Huan heard these three words, she choked and coughed, and it was the first time she heard someone use such words to describe her.

Obviously, Kang Xinrong also realized this and corrected himself: "However, you are indeed different from her, she is gentle and considerate, and she is the most suitable woman to marry home in my mother's mouth." ”

The corners of Qing Huan's mouth twitched, it seems that there are really many people who regard her as a brother.

Kang Xinrong didn't wait for Qing Huan to reply, and continued to talk to himself: "She was pitiful, helpless, and..." The godfather wants to give Yulan to the son-in-law who has no one in his eyes, no matter how he does it, he doesn't know what Yulan will think after knowing this.

"Brother Kang said that she is Lingge?" Qing Huan tilted his head and thought about it and asked.

"Do you know her?" Kang Xinrong wondered.

Qing Huan shook his head and nodded: "I don't know." ”

"What is this saying. Kang Xinrong was confused.

"It's just... Oops, that's a long story. Qing Huan waved his hand, "What is the relationship between Brother Kang and this Lingge?"

"What... Relationship. Kang Xinrong's face was red and white for a while, he couldn't say what it had to do with her, he only knew that he could give everything for her.

Qing Huan didn't ask, they all said that the hero was sad to pass the beauty pass, and he couldn't see such a martial artist, but a charming and amorous man.

After entering Guling Mountain, Kang Xinrong pointed out a path to Qing Huan, "Sister Qinghuan, if you follow that road, you can quickly pass through the layers of barriers of Guling Mountain and directly reach the outskirts of the Golden Bowl Secret Realm, which is a shortcut." ”

Kang Xinrong is not a scheming person, all thoughts and emotions are written on his face, and Qing Huan can naturally see what he means and is embarrassed.

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