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On the evening of this day, Qin Shi finished breathing, slowly exhaled a long breath, and opened his eyes.

After more than two months, most of the loss of essence and blood in his body has been replenished, and his true qi has grown from a thin trace to a trickle, although it is still far from the heyday, but after all, it is a big step.

The aura of that blockade dantian has been worn away a lot, and it will be able to completely dissolve it in two years at most.

The light in his hand flashed, and the Flowing Cloud Sword appeared.

During this time, he had already begun to bless the second stage of thunder patterns.

This second stage of thunder pattern is much more complicated than the first stage, he is distracted and multi-purposed, and he can't use all his mind on it like in Linghua Sect, but he just visualized it, and he only engraved it twice.

He was about to start to continue carving the Flowing Cloud Sword, when suddenly his face changed, and a delicate voice came from his ears, the sound was extremely slight, but a trace of pain in it was obvious.

Qin Shi didn't care about cultivation, got up and went to the door of Linglong's room, pushed the door in.

On the small bed in the room, Linglong's eyes were closed, her small body shrunk into a ball, she was constantly trembling, her hands and small fists were clenched, her face was painful, and her mouth kept murmuring, as if she had lost her mind, and even Qin Shi came in, but there was no response.

The moonlight outside the window is bright, and the bright moon is like a disc, with a trace of moonlight, penetrating from the window and throwing into the body of Linglong.

Qin Shi stepped out in one step, and when he arrived in front of Linglong, his right palm stretched out, and one palm pressed on Linglong's vest, and a wisp of true qi followed his mind, softly entering Linglong's body, investigating the situation in her body.

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As soon as these moonlight qi entered Linglong's body, they all disappeared!

Qin Shi's face became heavier and heavier, although he didn't know where those Yuehua had gone, but Linglong's body had become a mess of porridge.

All of her meridians rose and contracted, and they were making changes that were barely noticeable.

This change may seem small, but the human body is different from other things, and even Mahayana monks dare not say that they fully understand it.

Linglong's situation is very similar to a monk taking bait heaven and earth aura, washing the marrow and cutting hair, and changing the physical body.

But even the Daomen Authentic Sect cultivator didn't dare to change the meridians of his body so much at once, not to mention that in Linglong's body, he couldn't sense a trace of true qi.

Without true warmth, Qin Shi estimated that such a change was born in his body, and the pain was unimaginable.

Linglong's little face was already pale and twisted with pain, her lips were purple, and her hands and feet were already showing some signs of twitching.

Although Qin Shi couldn't figure out the situation in Linglong's body, he knew that he couldn't let her go on like this anymore.

As soon as he raised his hand, seven or eight talismans flew out and stuck to the window lattice, temporarily blocking the infiltration of Yuehua, and then sat cross-legged in front of Linglong, trying his best to carry the true qi that could be moved, and slowly entered Linglong's body, flowing through her meridians, helping her to warm up and reduce her pain as much as possible.

However, after half an hour, he felt a little unsustainable, after all, he could mobilize too little true qi, and he had to control his true qi to pass through every meridian, such a burden was extremely heavy for him now.

He wiped the bag with one hand, and a sesame grass with nine purple leaves appeared in his hand.

'Jiu Ning Zhi', produced in Zuzhou, is a treasure in the eyes of people in the world's martial arts.

Qin Shi plucked the nine purple leaves, threw the meat mushroom aside, tried his best to separate a little true qi to the palm of his hand, forced out a drop of purple liquid from each of the nine leaves, and raised his hand to punch into the Linglong Mud Pill Palace.

'Nine Ning Zhi' was left by the Lingyunzi that day, it has not been corrupted for thousands of years, it has nine purple leaves, with the effect of calming the mind and calming the heart, although it is far less than the 'Ten Thousand Years Warm Chalcedony' that Qin Shi took that day, but it is also an extremely rare thing, as for the meat Zhi, in the eyes of real monks, it is not very useful.

Nine drops of purple liquid entered the body, and Linglong's face was slightly soothed, but that's all.

Qin Shi frowned, picked up a spirit grass again, slightly forced out the essence, and entered Linglong's body.

However, in just half an hour, he had already scrapped five or six spirit grasses, of which three or four were obtained from Chen Fangzhen, which was extremely rare, and the value of these spirit grasses, if it was exchanged for a knowledgeable person, it would be okay to exchange two or three high-quality magic weapons.

But Qin Shi's usage like this is completely a waste of these spirit grasses, he is not really angry, he doesn't consider the value of the spirit grass at all, and even deliberately only forces out a trace of the essence that can be most reassuring and analgesic, as for whether the value of these spirit grasses themselves is here, he doesn't care about it at all.

Even so, Qin Shi was slightly anxious in his heart, from his heart, he didn't want to use these spirit grasses, acquired things, there was always a little bit of acquired toxins, which was not conducive to future cultivation, but he had no choice, only this method could be used, just to minimize the danger in it.

After the essence of five or six spirit grasses, Linglong only improved slightly, and there was no sign of waking up.

He knew that for a child like Linglong who had no true qi, receiving so many elixir essences at one time was already about to reach the limit, and he couldn't continue.

Qin Shi's true qi was depleted, his heart was exhausted, cold sweat rarely oozed from his forehead, and his hand was pressed on the Qiankun bag, not knowing whether he should continue or not.

At this moment, he suddenly jumped lightly, and vaguely sensed that in the void not far from the house, there seemed to be water-like ripples sweeping through.

Divine Sense!

It's the old woman!

This person didn't come early, didn't come late, and at this most critical time, he arrived in Qingliu Town.

Qin Shi looked at Linglong in front of him, knowing that if he withdrew the true qi that had been injected into Linglong's body now, the pain would suddenly increase, and this child would most likely accept it

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However, in just a moment, he had already made up his mind that now he didn't care about the danger of any elixir in the future, first solved Linglong's crisis, and then tried to leave this small courtyard as far away as possible, even if he fought to the death, he couldn't even affect Linglong!

He reached into the Qiankun bag with his hand, and was about to take another spiritual grass, when suddenly the back of his hand was slightly hot, and he touched something, he turned his hand over, and when he appeared outside the Qiankun bag, a black round stone in his palm was emitting a faint blue light!

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The bright moon is hanging high, the starlight is like water, and there is a figure hanging in the air above Qingliu Town, which is the old woman who attacked and killed Qin Shi on the big river that day.

At the moment, she was unscrupulous, sweeping back and forth in Qingliu Town, and in this worldly mortal place, she had no scruples at all.

Suddenly, her expression moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at a mountain hidden in the night in the distance.

The big mountain was hazy and could not be seen very clearly, but above the mountainside, near the top of the mountain, there were faint strips of white gas rising upward.

The old woman's consciousness suddenly paused, and she looked at the place where the white gas rose for a while, and her face suddenly showed joy.

Treasure to the sky!

This is the legendary situation where there is a strange treasure in the world!

She ignored Qingliu Town again, her body moved, and she flew towards the mountain.

But after a while, the mountain was already in sight, and the old woman's divine consciousness spread out first, and she couldn't wait to find out what kind of treasure this white thing was.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the old woman's ears: "You have three breaths now, leave immediately, and you must not set foot in this place within a radius of three hundred miles!"

This voice is extremely strange, at first it sounds calm and peaceful, without the smell of fireworks, and the further it is said, the more manic it becomes, and when it comes to the last word, there is even a faint hint of violence.

The old woman's eyes were slightly fluttering, and she subconsciously looked around, with a puzzled look on her face, and she didn't know where the voice came from just now.

"Which fellow Daoist is here?" the old woman's sinister and sharp voice sounded.

The night sky was silent, and there was no response.

The old woman waited for a while, thinking that the man didn't want to meddle in his affairs, and as soon as her consciousness moved, she wanted to continue the search.

"Get out!" the voice sounded in the old woman's ears again.

This time, the sound was like a sharp needle, piercing the old woman's ear.

The old woman was shocked, and the divine consciousness scattered outside her body suddenly retracted and spread in her body to resist the invasion of the voice.

The voice was as fast as lightning, piercing the old woman's consciousness and burrowing into her ears.

The old woman trembled slightly, her eyes lost her mind for a moment, and a line of blood flowed from her seven orifices.

The voice just now went straight into her Mud Pill Palace, like a giant hammer, under the heavy hammer, her Mud Pill Palace was greatly shaken, and her divine sense was slightly damaged, and she was dizzy at the moment, and her eyes were bulging out.

The old woman woke up instantly, her eyes were shocked, and a wave of killing intent surged, rising from the vicinity of the white light.

The old woman's face was as white as paper, and she didn't say a word, turned around and left.

"If you go within three hundred miles of here, die!" the voice followed her like a shadow and reached the old woman's ears.

That killing intent was still surging and churning, and after a while, it gradually had a tendency to converge.