The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 30 Dantian gap, spiritual source will rest

Leng Wuqing paused for a moment, then returned to his natural state, "Can't I just come back to see you, must something happen?"

"Ha." Leng Wuyou let out an expressionless sigh, and came back to see her. Do you think she would believe such a bad reason? Is this second cousin's brain flooded? He forgot that he just came back a few days ago. ?

Leng Wuqing reacted and touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.

Leng Wuyou glanced at him and said, "Tell me!"

Leng Wuqing is helpless, Xiao Qi's sense is getting more and more keen, "It's not a big deal, it's just some small accident, you don't have to worry."

"It's not a big deal, a small accident?" Leng Wuyou's black and white eyes stared straight at Leng Wuqing's ink eyes, as if to see through him.

Leng Wuqing's eyes flashed, "Well, it's just a small matter, I can solve it."

Before Leng Wuqing's voice fell, Leng Wuyou stood up abruptly, "Tell me that there is a hole in the dantian, it's not a big deal, the Lingyuan will not rest, you say it's a small accident, you tell me it's a small matter, Is it a big deal to wait for one day to die!" Leng Wuyou's suppressed anger ignited, and the cold air emanating from his body was like a knife, and the cut face hurt.

From the moment Leng Wuqing entered the hospital, Leng Wuyou felt that something was wrong with him, and she never found out what was wrong, until she quietly probed with her spiritual sense, only to find that this guy's cultivation had fallen a big step. She was also on the verge of collapse. Even her dantian had a big hole. She found out that Lingyuan was dying. She asked the old man to help him to find out. Knowing that these Leng Wuqings have been suppressing anger, waiting for Leng Wuqing's confession, But this guy didn't say a word, how could Leng Wuyou not be angry?
Leng Wuqing's sudden attack startled Leng Wuqing, her face paled slightly in response.

Leng Wuyou's ice-cold ink eyes with anger and deep concern looked straight at him, as if to see through his heart.

Leng Wuqing's heart seemed to be penetrated by a sharp blade, and it was chilly. After a while, Leng Wuqing shook his head helplessly and sighed, and asked with a wry smile, "How did you find out?"

"Ha!" Leng Wuyou let out a cold cry, looking at him with the eyes of a fool, "Every time you face me, when you feel guilty, your left hand will always clench your fist unconsciously."

Leng Wuqing was taken aback, does he have such a habit?He looked at his left hand in doubt, and sure enough, half of his left hand was hidden in his sleeve, and he was clenching into a fist, "So you can see it?" Hey, Xiao Qi's eyes are so sharp, you can see such small movements Come out, um, this shows that Xiao Qi's concern for him is not comparable to that of himself.

Leng Wuyou glanced at him, her eyes were cold, and she sat back on the chair again, "Your breath is too vain, don't you know how to hide it before you lie?"

Leng Wuqing also reacted at this time, quite embarrassed, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and lowered his eyes a little dejectedly.

Leng Wuyou secretly exhaled, trying to keep himself from being irritable.

"Who is it?" The cold words were spit out from Leng Wuyou's mouth, and there was no emotional ups and downs in his tone.

Originally, Leng Wuqing didn't want to say anything, so he planned to make a haha, so he put this matter in the past, but was stared at by Leng Wuqing's icy eyes, Leng Wuqing's body froze and only felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Immediately weakened, he bit the bullet and told the whole thing again, dare not say it, the current Xiao Qi really makes him a little panic.

"Fu family, Fu Lianmu!" Leng Wuqing's face was as cold as ink, she learned everything from Leng Wuqing's mouth.

Fu Lianmu is the second child of the Fu family, that is, the only son of Fu Shengxing, the second elder brother of the Fu family, the second brother of the family master.

Fu Lianmu and Leng Wuqing have been enemies since he was a child. Even when Leng Wuqing went to the old college, Fu Lianmu also followed him. Those who didn't know only thought it was a coincidence. In fact, it was not. However, it was Fu Lianmu himself who had been shriveled all the time.

This time, Fu Lianmu still came to Leng Wuqing as unhappy as before, and asked to compete with him. Leng Wuqing agreed. In the same venue, the same trick, Fu Lianmu was defeated by one move. Take things to heart, because scenes like this are staged at least three times a day.

Only this time, Leng Wuqing made a mistake and was careless. He practiced that night, and the speed of gathering spiritual power was much slower. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. It was not until three days later that he suddenly discovered that the spiritual power in his dantian was When it was dissipating, he realized that something had happened, but unfortunately it was too late. Chills.

Leng Wuqing still remembers how he felt at the time, anger, resentment, panic, bitterness, madness... All kinds of emotions madly eroded his reason, and there was only a destructive rage in his mind. Man, he actually thinks that he is not a rational person!

"Xiao Qi, don't worry, I'm fine, the big deal is that I don't cultivate spirituality, it's not bad to change to martial arts." Leng Wuqing tried his best to restore calm, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his lips.

Leng Wuyou's eyes darkened, looking at Leng Wuqing who pretended to be nothing, his heart was like being stabbed by a needle, the pain was dense, the killing intent was suppressed in his chest, and Leng Wuyou was extremely uncomfortable, deeply suppressed. The irritable killing intent, "Xu Ling and martial arts are actually the same, in the end, they all lead to the same road." Leng Wuqing's words just wanted Leng Wuqing to think about it and give him some comfort. In fact, his dantian was broken. She couldn't cultivate at all. Leng Wuqing said this on purpose just to make her feel at ease. How could Leng Wuqing not know?

When Leng Wuqing left, Leng Wuqing suffocated his murderous aura and ignited. The murderous intent was like boiling water, bubbling out. The old man in the space seemed to smell a bloody smell. Fortunately, the fennel, fennel and bamboo I was sent away by her before, otherwise I would be very scared.

His hand slammed the stone table not far away and instantly turned into dust.

The old man was worried that Leng Wuyou would be controlled by the killing intent, so he said quickly, "Little guy, don't worry, your second brother's dantian may still be saved."

Help!

The words of old age made Leng Wuyou's eyes light up, yes, old man is a pill god, if he is saved, then there must be salvation!
Leng Wuyou entered the space in a flash, and hurriedly came to the old man, "Old man, how can I save it?"

"Don't worry, girl, if I read it right before, your second brother's dantian and spiritual source were both dissolved by a drug." The old man stroked his snow-white beard.

"Medicine?" Leng Wuyou wondered, what kind of medicine would have such a powerful force that even Dantian and Lingyuan could be dissolved?
"This medicine..." The old man's face was solemn, "If I read it wrongly, it is a source of phagocytosis that has been lost since ancient times."

Leng Wuyou has never even heard of the source-devouring liquid, but it seems a little tricky to see how old it is.

"The source-devouring liquid was refined by a great alchemy god. It was originally intended to eliminate evil spirits, but I don't know when it was used by evil cultivators to persecute practitioners of the right way. There are some geniuses who don't want others to surpass themselves, so they use the source-devouring liquid to destroy them." The old man sighed, "If it wasn't for the Great Alchemist's anger and abolishing the source-devouring liquid, I still don't know how many repairs there would be. were met with poison.”

Leng Wuyou frowned when she heard this. Although she wasn't a good person, she wouldn't ruin her cultivation if she didn't agree. This was even crueler than killing someone.

"Then how to solve this medicine?" Leng Wuyou has no time to pay attention to it now, she now wants to restore Leng Wuqing's dantian.

The old man sighed, "Others really can't solve it, but this Origin Destroyer is very easy to solve for you girl." Hey, this girl's luck is too unbelievable, in ancient times No one can solve the medicinal liquid, which is easy for this girl.

"Me!" Leng Wuyou was stunned, and quickly asked, "How to solve it?"

"Girl, do you know what the essence of the dark spiritual source is?" The old man suddenly asked.

Leng Wuyou's eyes lit up, "The essence of the dark spiritual source is devouring."

"Not bad." The old man stroked his beard, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"You mean, I can use the dark spiritual source to devour the remaining source of phagocytosis in my second cousin's body." Leng Wuyou was overjoyed at first, then frowned, "Even without the source of phagocytosis, His dantian and spiritual source have been damaged."

"What are you in a hurry?" The old man shook his head helplessly, "Do you remember Lingling Pill?"

Replenishing Spirit Pill is the seventh-grade holy medicine for repairing dantian in ancient times. The top-quality tonifying pill can restore damaged dantian in an instant.

Seeing the coldness, the old man calmed down and said again: "You have the source of light, it is a healing and purification system, then you can disperse the filth on that kid's spiritual source, and just give him the nourishing pill to eat. already."

(End of this chapter)