Chapter Forty-Nine: Slaying the Tiger Demon Gets Ginseng
Crackling......
Flames jumped in a bonfire, and sparks splashed in all directions, illuminating the gloomy Lanruo Temple.
Yan Chixia sat cross-legged on the side of the flames, closed her eyes tightly, wisps of black gas came out of her head, and her face was black and red, looking extremely weird.
Ning Caichen clenched the jade hand of the beautiful woman beside him, looking a little nervous, looking at Yan Chixia from time to time, and from time to time looking outside Lanruo Temple.
Ning Wushuang clenched the long knife and stood at the door, the heavy rain was pouring down, although it was already the rainy season in Jiangnan at this time, but such a downpour was still rare, and the rain in Jiangnan had always been dripping and tender.
In the dark night when you can't see your fingers, the black clouds in the sky press the top of the mountain, almost connected together, and from time to time a bright white light snakes crosses, and then you can hear the echo of "boom", intertwined with the sound of rain, making the quiet night noisy.
Ruolan's gaze shifted to Yan Chixia and Nie Xiaoqian, her eyes flashed brightly, as if she had thought of something, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth.
Ning Bowu, who was wearing loose hair, sat by the fire, and the burly figure left a huge black shadow on the wall of Lanruo Temple under the light of the fire.
"Caichen, these friends of yours are not simple. ”
Nie Xiaoqian is smart and clever, and she is more sophisticated than Ning Caichen, who reads the book of death, and said softly in Ning Caichen's ear.
"The scholar who went out just now has a demonic aura on his body, which is stronger than the old demon of Montenegro, and the other few people are all strong in martial arts, especially the one who seems to be silly, and there is a pure yang qi surging on his body, like the scorching sun in the sky, which is the most restraining a ghost like me. ”
When Ning Caichen heard this, he looked at Ning Bowu in surprise, and whispered: "I don't know where they came from, I happened to meet them here, I asked them to go down the mountain, they didn't listen, it seems that they have something to rely on." In my opinion, these people are not evildoers, the scholar just now is extraordinary, gentle and elegant, and he is by no means a great traitor. Moreover, isn't there still Yan Daxia?"
Listening to Ning Caichen's words, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but be annoyed in her heart, knowing people and faces, and besides, Yan Chixia is injured now, if she makes a move, how can she defeat this group of people?
It's just that Ning Caichen said this, which also made Nie Xiaoqian difficult to speak again, and it happened that Ruolan looked at her, and the eyes of the two peerless beauties were intertwined in mid-air, and they both smiled slightly and staggered away.
"This female ghost has some scheming, but she has to be careful. Ruolan thought to herself.
Thunder, thunder, boom......
In the dark night, two figures galloped and landed outside the treasure hall of Lanruo Temple.
"Cousin......"
Ning Wushuang, who was guarding the door, exclaimed, and inside the hall, Yan Chixia opened her eyes and looked outside the hall.
In the treasure hall, Ning Caichen and the others all got up.
The two figures walked into the treasure hall, it was Ning Wuqian and Chen Qinglong, at this time, both of them were dyed with red blood, before Ning Wuqian's chest, there were several claw marks, and there was blood oozing, Chen Qinglong was even more embarrassed, his hair was scattered, the rain and blood condensed together, sticking to his face, and the scars on his body were all over the body, but fortunately, both of them were only skin injuries, and there was no major problem.
"Ning Gongzi, Chen Daxia, you have nothing to do, right?" Ning Caichen hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern.
Ruolan and Ning Wushuang looked at it with concern.
"It's not a big deal. Ning Wujian waved his hand, blood and rain on his body were mixed and dripping, he looked at Yan Chixia and said, "Brother Yan, you won't be stingy with two ginseng pills, right?"
When Yan Chixia saw this, she knew that the two of them had killed the vanguard of the old demon of Montenegro with the scriptures, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, took out the jade bottle from her arms, carefully took out two pills the size of a dragon's eye, round and slippery, with a light fragrance, spread out her palms, and handed them to the two.
"Naturally not. ”
Ning Wuqian was not polite, took the pill, and handed Chen Qinglong a pill, "Swallow it, it will be good for you." ”
After speaking, he swallowed a pill, walked to the fire, sat down cross-legged, and carried the exercises to refine the medicinal power of the pill.
Chen Qinglong glanced at Ning Wujian with a complicated expression, and looked at the pill in his hand, judging from Yan Chixia's attitude just now, this pill was worth a lot.
Swallowing it in one gulp, Chen Qinglong also crossed his knees to carry his internal force, and felt that his body was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, the surging and unparalleled force was wanton, and the internal force of his original first-class martial artist quickly changed.
There was a crisp click, and some kind of shackles in his body were broken, Chen Qinglong looked excited, and he knew that this was stepping into the innate shackles.
In the innate realm, the expectations of many martial arts people and ranger high-rollers, just such a pill, broke through!
"Close your eyes, breathe and breathe, sink your dantian, round Tai Chi, walk the eight veins quietly, and move to the entrance ......"
Yan Chixia glanced at Chen Qinglong, whose momentum had changed, and couldn't bear to let her ginseng pill be wasted, and reminded Chen Qinglong of the method of exercising on the side.
Ginseng King Dan, but the unique elixir of Xuanxin Daomen, is the thousand-year-old spirit ginseng king's ginseng must be refined with various precious spiritual herbs, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to even see it.
Yan Chixia is the eldest disciple of the Xuanxin Dao Sect of this generation, and she is the master of the sect, so there will be such a bottle on her body, and there are only nine in total.
Ning Wujian also felt that the Samwang Dan contained a huge amount of aura just now, which was more abundant than Zhu Guo, and only after he came back did he ask for it.
The pill is a person who cultivates immortals will come into contact with, there are many spiritual grasses, immortals, treasures, and foreign objects between heaven and earth, which contain a majestic amount of power, if you take it directly, the body can't bear the amount of power, and it is easy to go crazy.
If these things are refined into pills and the violent temperament is eliminated, they can become mild pills that are easier to absorb.
Moreover, refining the elixir is far stronger than the amount of power absorbed by swallowing it directly, just like the Zhu Guo obtained by Ning Wuji, if it is refined into an elixir and assisted by other spiritual objects, it can refine nearly a hundred elixirs, each of which has the medicinal power of not weaker than a Zhu Guo.
Of course, with the conditions of Ning Wuqi at that time, swallowing was the most advantageous. If he hadn't swallowed Zhu Guo at that time, how could Ning Wuqi have the strength at this time?
Ning Wujian was refining the medicinal power of the Ginseng Wang Dan, this pill was extremely precious to Chen Qinglong and difficult to refine, but it was not so difficult for him, in the internal organs, the wisps of medicinal power were stripped out and spread throughout the body.
On the chest, the four claw marks that were made by the tiger demon's backlash before dying healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under the effect of the medicine, they quickly scarred, and the injuries in other parts of the body slowly recovered.
At the same time, there is also some medicinal power pouring into the internal organs, after more than three months of cultivation, in the heart, a flame is burning quietly, in the spleen and stomach, a grain of yellow sand emits a faint yellow glow, in the lung lobe, a golden dagger manifests and appears, and above the kidneys and bladder, there are wisps of faint blue covering.
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