"Xiaoyou is back. When the shopkeeper saw her enter the door, he hurriedly beckoned her to sit down, "There is no tea in the store, and please don't be surprised." ”

He Miaomiao sat across from him, able to see his gray sideburns and wrinkles caused by worry. If you can rush the foundation building monk like this, I'm afraid that the cyclamen will really be in trouble.

"The shopkeeper doesn't need to be polite. I don't know if there is something wrong with the juniors?"

The shopkeeper frowned, and his tone was slightly sour and apologetic.

"This store has been bought, I'm afraid I want to ask Xiaoyou to choose another place to live, I'm really sorry. ”

He Miaomiao had thought from the beginning that with the increasingly chaotic situation in Huaquan City now, the strength of the shopkeeper and the female cultivator would definitely not be able to keep this branch, so she was not surprised when she heard this.

"I see... I wonder if the shopkeeper can give it a grace until tomorrow morning?"

The man asked me to move out in three days, and Xiaoyou didn't have to worry, and it didn't hurt to stay for a few more days. ”

He Miaomiao also planned to go to Miaodan Pavilion to live anyway, so she politely declined the shopkeeper to keep her, and listened to him sigh a few words about the hot and cold state of the world, before returning to the cave for daily cultivation.

The continuous consumption and recovery of her divine consciousness throughout the day made her mentally tired, but the cultivation that had just advanced still needed to be stable for a while longer, she could only use her spirit to run the exercises, so that the spiritual power could circulate in the meridians.

When she looked inside the dantian, she found that the strange fire had been deliberately hidden, and the aura had become more imperceptible, which was exactly the effect she wanted.

After she finished running for a little week, her heart moved, and the strange fire appeared in the dantian, and the orange flame the size of a bean jumped slightly, as if with flattery and joy, and no longer the arrogance when she wanted to fight back that day.

He Miaomiao's divine sense penetrated into the strange fire, and habitually let it pass through the spiritual power group, but the evil qi was still unresponsive. Mobilizing to the prohibition again, the orange flame was controlled by her and jumped up violently, and the black rune only burned on the outside, not dissipating for half a minute.

"Alas... It seems that a few more refining and refining still can't get rid of it. ”

Yihuo obediently returned to the dantian and hidden, He Miaomiao withdrew his consciousness and stopped trying, lying on the stone bed and preparing for a good night's rest.

She just closed her eyes, but suddenly it occurred to her that her current control of the alien fire seemed to be dozens of times stronger than that of the monk named Chu Cheng.

When Chu Cheng attacked with a strange fire in the Valley of a Thousand Medicines, a large area of the spirit grass and land was scorched by him, and although He Miaomiao had a hard time dodging, she was unscathed, which was completely different from the situation every time she used the strange fire.

Even if she only sacrificed a flame the size of a filament, she could follow the spiritual power of other people's magic weapons and directly attack herself. And it can be killed in one fell swoop every time, and it will not even touch the ground and surrounding flowers and trees.

Chu Cheng was at the ninth level of qi refining back then, and he was in the same realm as when she killed He Zhengchu and Wei Yunge, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a big difference.

Coupled with the fact that the alien fire riot wanted to fight back that day, her cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining was still injured, but she was able to burst out with amazing power to suppress it, which is really a bit unreasonable.

"Could it be that I am so talented that the alien fire can be conquered by my domineering aura?" He Miaomiao couldn't help but look inward again, the alien fire was still that weak ghost. Seeing her divine sense coming, she occasionally flashed orange light, indicating that she was still alive.

Seeing its flattering performance, He Miaomiao felt that this thing would most likely become a refinement, and if it came up with a few words one day, she probably wouldn't be surprised.

The moment Chu Cheng lost his breath, the strange fire rushed straight towards her dantian. He has never been able to refine, but he has never been noticed, and even Nian Youlan, a monk who has been looking for strange fires all day long, has not been able to sense half of his breath.

He Miaomiao always felt that she was a natural fit with the alien fire image, especially after suppressing it, it was as natural as a finger.

There was not much information about the alien fire in the Lingnan Mountains, and she had no way of knowing whether the monks who had received the alien fire had an indescribable close connection with it like her.

It's like... She was supposed to have it.

The thoughts in her mind changed back and forth, and He Miaomiao soon felt that her eyelids were heavy, and she gradually fell into a deep sleep.

......

The world is gloomy, and if it weren't for the rise and fall of the two turbid qi, it would be impossible to distinguish where the sky is and where the earth is.

Two rays of light, one green and one red, flew by from afar, and their cries were high-pitched and sharp, as if they were about to shatter this space.

The green shadow drew a circle above, and the circle glowed with a long green light, and if it spilled downward, it just touched the ground, and the empty gray instantly came to life.

The green is covered with greenery, and the circle gradually expands, and the gray ground becomes less and less.

It wasn't until the green was endless that the green shadow roared again and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The red image was summoned, spewing out incomparably hot white flames, and the gray in the air seemed to meet a natural enemy, and quickly fled to the surroundings.

But the white flame was extremely domineering, and chased fiercely unrelentingly, until the whole sky was completely clear, and the white flame retracted its momentum, and disappeared into the invisible with the red shadow and green shadow...

......

He Miaomiao opened her eyes suddenly, the image of blue and red was imprinted in her mind and could not be dissipated, and the turmoil in her heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Ever since I cultivated, I haven't dreamed of it again... What's going on..."

While silently running the exercises, she tried to suppress the trace of shocking but inexplicable pride, until she ran for two small weeks, and her mind was completely calm.

Once the monk enters the late stage of qi refining, he is one step further away from the mortal fetus of the physical body, and sleep is only a static way to nourish the spirit, and there will be no dreams.

Besides, He Miaomiao always felt that she had just integrated into that space, turning into a trace of breath inside, a beam of light, a grain of dust, quietly watching the two god-like lights and shadows, changing everything around her.

Such a clear feeling is not a dream at all, but more like a long-term memory.

As soon as He Miaomiao's idea appeared, she was self-deprecatingly dispelled. Her memories date back to the age of one or two, and she didn't think she would have had the experience of dreams at that time.

Condensed a ball of clear water and slapped it on her face, and she felt a lot more conscious, "It seems that most of them were too tired yesterday and their consciousness was too exhausted, so they had such strange dreams." ”

She put all these messy feelings behind her, tidied up the cave, and then went to the lobby to say goodbye to the shopkeeper.

As soon as she walked out of the backyard formation, He Miaomiao heard a noise outside, as if someone was making trouble.

"I don't care what kind of guests you have! Let her hurry up and get out of here! And you, if you don't move out within half a pillar of incense, my seniors will personally invite you to leave!"

A male cultivator in the foundation building period who was full of spiritual brilliance was reprimanding the shopkeeper with a calm face, and when he saw He Miaomiao coming out of the backyard, he yelled arrogantly:

"You! Hurry up! Don't grind for me there! If you delay the auspiciousness of my seniors, your life will not be enough to compensate!"

He Miaomiao sighed secretly, and said that cultivation was difficult, and she didn't see it at all! No, domestic dogs can cultivate to the foundation!

Saying goodbye to the shopkeeper with a sad face, He Miaomiao walked quickly and rushed to the backyard of Miaodan Pavilion before Lu Yanzi opened the furnace.