。 Yi Ming was in a coma for a long time, and when he woke up, he found himself basking in the sun in the yard, the sun was just right, the breeze was intoxicating, and the wind was mixed with a slight smell of meat.

Yi Ming turned his head to see that Chunhua and Qiuyue were cooking something to eat, and the pot they used was similar to a modern hot pot, and the two of them were talking and laughing, so uncomfortable.

The only bad thing was that he was put on a recliner and his limbs were tied with something.

Depend on!

Who did this to you!

"What did you do with the spring flowers?"

008 jumped out in time, "Host, you are the lucky child of this world."

"You're kidding me! Lao Tzu is a lucky son and will be tied up like this!"

"Host, what is your focus on this, haven't you noticed that all the injuries on this body are healed?"

Yi Ming felt it carefully and found that it was really like that.

"What's the situation, how am I getting better?"

"Host, do you remember eating a flower before you fainted?"

"That's Liu Ruyan's"

"That's the sacred grass that can heal your wounds"

“！”

A random piece of grass grabbed by the male and female protagonists is so useful?

Also, all the good things in this world are for them.

"Host, the surprise is more than that, look at what your two girls are doing"

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

Chunhua was taking out a fist-sized egg from the plate next to her at this time, and she knocked it a few times and found that the egg could not be broken.

"Qiuyue, this egg is so fruity, you come"

Qiu Yue took the egg and pinched it hard, but the egg was still not broken.

She walked to the side and pinched a tree the size of a bowl with her other free hand.

Boom, the tree is pinched waist-high!

"What's the matter, my skills are still there, why can't I crush an egg!"

Yi Ming watched Qiu Yue pinching things everywhere because she couldn't break an egg.

More than a dozen catties of large stones, granite pillars, and even a large piece of finest iron!

In the end, she could only sit down depressedly and eat with Chunhua.

Yi Ming: ......

"Ahem!"

As always, fake a cough to get noticed!

"Ah, Childe, Childe, you're awake!"

Chunhua ran over with a bowl, and the injured left side of her face was intact, and her cheeks on both sides were bulging because of the food in her mouth, like a hamster.

Yi Ming felt the sensation of flesh droplets splashing onto his face again.

Let him continue to sleep, O God!

"Why are you tying me up!"

Yi Ming rolled his eyes dissatisfied.

"I'm not afraid that my son will fall."

"I'm afraid I'll fall down and tie me up, ah! You're good, eat by yourself, in the end I'm a child, or are you a child!"

Chunhua pouted and let go of Yi Ming, then walked back silently and continued to eat.

Yi Ming scolded and followed, pushed the two away, occupied the middle position, and stuffed the contents of the pot into his mouth with a few chopsticks.

Starve him to death!

"How long have I been asleep"

"Childe, you are really a pig, you have slept for seven days and seven nights!"

"Seven days and seven nights, that's really long enough, alas, no, dead girl, you just said that I was a pig, begging for a beating, isn't it!"

"Skimmed"

Chunhua grimaced and ran away.

Qiu Yue had already put down her chopsticks and flew to a big tree, looking around quietly.

Yi Ming searched the memory of the original owner and found that Chunhua Qiuyue was sent to serve the original owner when she was very young, and she had a good relationship with the original owner, so she could be so lively in front of the original owner.

"Side quest to help Autumn Moon solve her family's affairs"

"Autumn Moon?"

"Yes, Autumn Moon"

"008, didn't you say that I came to fulfill the pre-death wish of an important supporting role, isn't the autumn moon good?"

"The autumn moon in this life is good, but the autumn moon in the previous life, because of something at home, escaped the catastrophe of the male and female protagonists' bloodbathing of the Divine Sword Sect, and later, in order to avenge you, she was abolished by the male protagonist and cultivated, and even punished the nine clans, her previous life's wish before death was to let the family be well"

"So what's going on with her family now?"

"See for yourself!"

008 went offline after speaking, and it was going to maintain the system again!

"Kong'er, you finally woke up, are you still unwell?"

Before Yi Ming could think about Qiuyue's question, a gust of wind came, and there was a woman standing in front of him.

That's right, this person is none other than the Divine Sword Sect Master, one of the powerful Spirit Emperors on the continent.

The strength of the Holy Spirit Continent is divided from low to high, in order of - Spirit Scholar - Spirit Sect - Spirit King - Spirit Venerable - Spirit Emperor - Spirit Saint.

And the original owner, relying on his outstanding talent and the cultivation of the Divine Sword Sect, became the youngest spirit king, and became the object of envy of thousands of young men and the dream of thousands of girls.

Legend has it that in order to reach the Spirit Saint, you can tear through the space and ascend to the upper realm.

But it is not easy to cultivate to the Spirit Saint, there has been almost no Spirit Saint in the entire continent, and even the Spirit Emperor is only five.

Speaking of the Spirit Emperor, it seems that the masters of the male and female protagonists are both Spirit Emperors, and the male protagonist is also favored by another Spirit Emperor and teaches him medical skills!

"Kong'er, what are you thinking, what are you talking about for the teacher?"

Emperor Qingling looked at her apprentice suspiciously, how did she feel that after her apprentice woke up from injury, it became a little different.

I don't know what to think, a dangerous light flashed in the eyes of the Qingling Emperor.

"Master, I'm fine, I'm fine"

"Then what kind of god did you just leave, you can't even hear what the master said. ”

"Master, I'm thinking, I might be going to advance"

As soon as Yi Ming's words fell, the originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder.

"This, Kong'er, your injury will be advanced before it is healed, and I am afraid of the teacher..."

In fact, the Qingling Continent is also curious, after her apprentice regressed in order to save people last time, she has not been able to cultivate for a long time.

This advancement, I don't know which stage it has entered, but no matter which stage, the thunder robbery is not good, she is afraid that her apprentice will...

"Master, don't worry, the apprentice has his own way"

Yi Ming interrupted the words of the Qingling Emperor, summoned the long sword, and rushed up to meet the thunder.

Boom, dense and small thunder and lightning intertwined, devouring each other, turning into large bursts of lightning, and by the time it was formed, the lightning was already bigger than Yi Ming's head!

"This is..."

The moment the thunder and lightning took shape, the Qingling Emperor opened his eyes slightly.

"This thunder tribulation is a thunder tribulation that only appears in advanced spirit venerables, it's not good!"

At the same time as the thunderstorm fell, the Qingling Emperor hurriedly exerted his spiritual power and laid a protective formation within the range of the thunderstorm.

In the Divine Sword Sect, everyone put down what they were doing and looked in the direction of the thunderstorm.

"Who's advancing. ”

"I don't know, looking at the formation, the power of the thunderstorm is not small"

"That direction seems to be the courtyard of the elder brother."

“......”

As we all know, the elder brother's cultivation has regressed a lot, and his body is not as good as one day by day.

They have never seen this thunderstorm formation, senior brother like that, it shouldn't be him, but if it's not senior brother, who will it be?

Yi Ming stood in the air, his sword lying across his head.

The falling thunderbolt seemed to be about to split people's souls away, and it was quickly split down again and again, leaving no gaps for people to prepare, and the others were afraid to see it.

What kind of person Yi Ming is, there is nothing in the world to be afraid of.

He held the hilt of his sword in his hand and flew into the sky, the golden sword qi slashed at the lightning that had not had time to fall, and the hem of his clothes behind him whirred, as if everything was trampled under his feet.

The Qingling Emperor below seemed to see a familiar shadow on Yi Ming's body at this moment, his eyes were red, and he muttered: "Brother Han..."