Uncle Gou's movements didn't attract much attention, because just as the Piaoxiang wine beggar made a move, dozens of warrior monks from Famen Temple finally arrived.

The fragrant wine beggar laughed, clenched his left hand into a fist, and slowly sent it forward.

He shot slowly, as if he was drunk, but he brought a strong wind, like a dragon and a snake coiling away, like left to right, like up and down, like straight and curved, like slow and fast, a plain punch, but it contained infinite changes.

The poisonous demon was unmoved, the cold air was pressing, floating up, pointing out a few fingers, as far as the fingertips could reach, the fist wind of the fragrant wine beggar was a disturbance, the domineering cold poison penetrated the fist wind, following the meridian pulse to the viscera, and the fragrant wine beggar only felt numb and stiff.

At this moment, the monks of Famen Temple had already formed a combined attack array to cover and kill.

Although the strength of the poisonous demon is strong and the poisonous wind is fierce, but those warrior monks all don't care about life and death, and the Buddhist martial arts they cultivate are the most yang and strong, and they don't have to worry about their lives for a while, and the fragrant wine beggar has already said on the way here, the poison of the poisonous demon Ren Qinglian can be solved, and everyone has no scruples.

was trapped in the formation by the combined efforts of the warrior monks, and it was difficult to break through for a while.

In the distance, Ren Qinglian broke Uncle Gou's heart with one palm, and while he was completely fainting, he slowly studied the internal strength to devour.

Whether it is a Taoist sect or a Buddhist sect, their cultivation is mainly based on gradual progress, that is, people in the poisonous sect, although they can be regarded as evil demons, but they have never heard of anyone practicing such exercises. Probably only the legendary Demon Dao would have this kind of overbearing and plundering technique.

Although the cultivation of the Demon Dao is extremely fast, the reason why it is disdained by most people is because this kind of cultivation is actually difficult to continue for a long time, and the various hidden dangers that accompany it will one day become fatal defects.

But Ren Qinglian himself understood that this actually had nothing to do with the nameless mental method he cultivated, and the reason why he was able to devour the other party's internal strength was just the "waste" left by the Nine Shadows Xuantong after eating away at the other party's poison.

Although Ren Qinglian has been practicing martial arts for a short time, she has often communicated with Zhong Jie'an during this time, and she is not Wuxia Amon who has no common sense.

Just like the internal energy he is now plundering from Uncle Gou's body, if he is allowed to stay in his body, maybe one day it will interfere with the original true qi, make the wrong acupoint, and go mad. At worst, he was paralyzed and became a wasted person, and at worst, his meridians were reversed, and he bled to death through seven holes.

And if you bother to refine these alien true qi, the time and energy it takes seems a little unrealistic, because the refining of internal strength itself is a very cumbersome and long process.

But Ren Qinglian had another intention when he inhaled these internal energies, and after he completely absorbed the poisonous energy in Uncle Gou's body, he began to use these alien true qi in his body to cultivate that dragon elephant prajna skill.

Different from the realm division he saw in the Nameless Mind Method, this is a pure kung fu for polishing the physical body, and the realm of cultivation is divided in great detail: refining flesh, refining tendons, refining membranes, refining bones, refining organs, refining marrow, refining blood, and refining spirit.

The sutra that Ren Qinglian obtained only recorded the cultivation methods of the first eight layers, and according to the above description, when they reached the realm of refining spirits, it was equivalent to the realm of land immortals.

Ren Qinglian had experienced the washing and grinding of yin and yang strength before, but in fact, she had already crossed the first two realms and directly reached the realm of refining membranes.

As he continued to operate the alien true qi according to the method of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, he noticed that his bones had a warm feeling, and then a cold feeling.

The alternation of hot and cold is carried out in a very subtle state, and his bones have become harder, and there is another name for the martial artist who has reached this realm in the martial arts, called "copper skin and iron bones"!

However, the internal strength in Uncle Gou's body was very limited, and it did not allow Ren Qinglian to break through the bone refining realm.

But the effect is indeed very obvious, he doesn't need the true qi in his body, he can easily jump up to three meters high with a kick at will, which in his previous life, he can already be called a superhuman flow.

"Huh?" Ren Qinglian's eyesight was excellent, and she was about to destroy the dragon elephant in her arms, when she suddenly found a line of small words on the last page: The realm of refining the knack, you can become holy in the flesh, and those who are destined can go to the Tubo Lotus Temple to seek Dharma and practice!

Ren Qinglian grinned, but her heart lit up, it turned out that the ninth realm was actually "refining".

Although he had written down the contents of this scripture before, he didn't read the content of the last page carefully after knowing the drawbacks, but he didn't expect that there was such a sentence on it, which should have been deliberately left by the Tubo national teacher to advertise his temple!

In the first few realms, this dragon elephant is a refinement of all parts of the body, and as long as there is enough vitality power, it will be very quickly improved.

Ren Qinglian converted all the alien true qi in her body into the power of the dragon elephant like a gong, and it was only a few minutes away.

At this time, he found that Murong Xuan not far away, her face was purple, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her cherry lips were slightly open, her straight nose wings were slowly fanning, and there was a wisp of green silk hanging on her cheeks, which looked even more pitiful.

Ren Qinglian was stunned for a while, knowing that she had been poisoned very deeply for some reason, so she hurriedly stepped forward to close Murong Xuan's acupoint to stop the spread of poison to her heart, and then picked her up and sat cross-legged, and followed the meridians to absorb the toxins in her body.

But when it was the turn of those meridians that had been sealed, Ren Qinglian was surprised to find that because these meridians were sealed by poisonous power, the strength and toxins in them were entangled with each other, and an existence similar to the poisonous energy in the body of the disciples of the poisonous sect had been formed.

What he didn't expect was that just when the power of the Nine Shadows Xuan's pupils was sucking away this part of the poisonous energy, it also sucked out all the true qi in Murong Xuan's meridians by the way.

This couldn't help but make Ren Qinglian a little dumbfounded, and in this way, he seemed to have found a method that could wantonly absorb the internal strength of ordinary martial artists.

After cleaning up his mood, he re-injected those few different true qi into the other party's body.

Murong Xuan's face was a little hot, although she was poisoned and couldn't move, she was still conscious, and she was clear about Ren Qinglian's actions, but she was a little overwhelmed for a while, and she just pretended to faint.

And as Ren Qinglian re-introduced those few true qi into her body, Murong Xuan let out a sigh of surprise and "woke up".

"How come my true qi is so much purer?"

Ren Qinglian's heart moved, knowing that this was caused by the fusion of part of her true qi with the other party's internal strength, but she didn't explain it.

"This poisonous demon is coming for me, you better leave quickly!" Ren Qinglian said with some solemnity when she saw the battle situation in the distance.

Murong Xuan saw that he was still worried about himself at such a juncture, he was both happy and sad, made up his mind, shook his head and said, "Ren Gongzi, you have risked death several times to save my life, how can I leave you?"

Saying that, with a bare hand, he swallowed it with all his strength, and took the guzheng on the ground into his hand.

Ren Qinglian smiled bitterly when she saw it: "Miss Murong, you are not the opponent of this old poison, and besides, he is really coming for me!"

Murong Xuan frowned slightly: "Ren Gongzi plans to cultivate the kung fu on the Poison Sutra?"

"That's not it!" Ren Qinglian said.

"Then we will return the Poison Sutra to him soon?"

Ren Qinglian smiled helplessly, not to mention that the Poison Sutra had been burned by him, but it was still there, and the grievances of the rivers and lakes had been settled, and it was not something that could be understood in a few words.

"I'll detoxify them first, and you guys will leave this dangerous place immediately!"

Ren Qinglian couldn't help but say, got up and walked towards the other disciples of the Nishang Sect.

Murong Xuan sighed faintly.