Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 846 Bloodletting ([-])
After all, it is a good thing that Huashen might not be willing to drink, and Hu Qing's current body can't bear it at all.

Although she is now absorbing one high-grade spirit stone every minute, she has only replenished her spiritual energy not long ago, just like a river ditch that has been filled with water after a heavy rain suddenly ushered in a flood.

In addition, she has been in a state of "hungry" for spiritual power for a long time in the past ten years. The volume of her dantian and meridian shrinks automatically, and the spiritual power of the last meal has not had time to restore them to their original state.

This time, it's overdone.People who are hungry for a long time will burst their intestines if they eat too much suddenly, and Hu Qing - burst their meridians.

A big supplement is a big deficiency.

This spirit wine is also hot in nature, great heat is great cold.

Chun Lie's body was steaming with the spirit wine that was sent to his mouth and nose. When he came to Hu Qing's place, because of too much spirit wine, the body could not absorb it in time, and the heat could not be dissipated. It accumulated in the core, and the body surface cooled down instead.

The strength of the wine was so overbearing that Hu Qing was so drunk that he couldn't react properly at all, and let his body automatically run the golden fire secret method, body training technique and spring god formula.

The dantian has undergone drastic changes, and the spiritual roots growing in it are like root systems, shaking off the powerful external spiritual power——

Hu Qing cursed subconsciously: I x you x!

Boom——The impact of vigorous and surging spiritual power reverberates on the inner wall of the dantian, and the shrunken dantian can be restored to its former glory in just one click.

The light golden and red root system suddenly shrank and stretched——

Hu Qing: I X you XX——

She was in a coma and didn't know exactly what happened, but Juanbu knew it clearly.Seeing it hissing and gasping, he couldn't help but sigh, Hu Qing is a ruthless person, and he has always been the most ruthless towards himself.Look, both the person and the soul are drunk, and the body can still be cruel to itself.Tsk, if the skins are separated and practiced separately, it can become a big career.

At the same time, he was anxious, he was not afraid of Hu Qing absorbing the spirit stone, no matter how good the spirit stone was, the spiritual power inside was non-attributed, or corresponded to her spiritual root, and Hu Qing never absorbed the spirit stone to a certain extent.So Hu Qing had never felt supported by so much spiritual power.

But the spiritual power in this wine has attributes. This attribute coincides with the intergeneration of the five elements, and it is strong and domineering.Looking at Dantian's bold and indulgent way of opening up, one can know that even the spirit root has become a drunkard.

The dantian is still good, but the meridian can't withstand the breaking of the spiritual power, and the spiritual power leaks out at the fractured opening, destroying it wantonly.

Oh, this level of damage is nothing, she has suffered a lot before.The meridians are broken, intermittently, intermittently, the longer and stronger the intermittently.

Silk cloth is worried that the drunken dantian will toss himself to death.

Besides, the heat of the wine in Hu Qing's body was still accumulating, and Silk Bu didn't know if she could survive after cooking her internal organs.

It really doesn't work—lead her to cultivate ghosts.

Such a method of death will result in death sooner or later.

Chanming couldn't wait any longer, without him, a layer of frost formed on Hu Qing's body.

Chun Lie was so anxious that his head was dripping with sweat: "She is a golden fire spirit root, how did she become an ice spirit root? Mutated?"

Chanming glanced at him, thinking of something good: "The heat in the body has accumulated too much, and it cannot be released, and the surrounding heat is sucked in, so it is very cold."

Chun Lie touched the back of Hu Qing's wrist with a layer of ice: "What should I do?"

Chanming: "Let's let the blood out."

bloodletting?

Chun Lie's eyes looking at Chanming are like looking at a bullshit doctor.

Can blood be released casually?The blood of monks should not be touched by others at will.

"Does this old man understand? The bloodletting I'm talking about doesn't mean cutting off the neck with a knife."

Chun Lie: "."

Chanming took a box of gold needles, each one was very long, the longest one was more than three feet long.

Chun Lie was dizzy from seeing it, it was so long, where did it stick?

Chan Ming smiled slightly: "A needle from the back of the neck can help you get through the three bridges."

Chun Lie's face turned pale: "You don't want to do this to Hu Qing, do you?"

Weeping and laughing strangely.

Chun Lie hugged Hu Qing: "You are not a fake, are you?"

Chan Ming didn't look at him anymore, but took the shortest one, and dragged Hu Qing's left hand to the acupuncture point.

The needle is hollow and no blood comes out.

Chan Ming was taken aback, pulled out the needle and pricked her finger, but there was still no blood.

He pulled out the needle and went to take off her shoes.

Chun Lie half hugged Hu Qing, seeing that he had pierced his feet and knee sockets, but nothing worked, so he held up the needle and wanted to put it on his head.

Covering Hu Qing in fright: "Senior, calm down, can you do it?"

He already suspected that he was a liar.

He said loudly: "Of course I can! Could it be that her blood is blocked? I don't believe it!"

It fell to the big hole on the top of her head.

Chun Lie stretched out his hand to block it, and obviously saw the golden needles falling on his hand, who knew that there was a blur in front of his eyes, but Jianming pinched two golden needles and landed on one left and one right.

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You are so powerful, you still play such tricks.

My cognition of Almighty was shattered to pieces.

Still no blood flowed out, Chan Ming took aim at Hu Qing's heart.

Chun Lie collapsed a bit: "Senior! Can you check her first? Use your spiritual sense to check!"

Chanming: "Check or not, bloodletting is the most convenient way."

Chun Lie was speechless, turned around, hugged Hu Qing behind her, and checked her with his spiritual sense.

Before the consciousness could penetrate, the arms were empty, and the person was snatched away by Chan Ming.

"Since you don't mean anything to her, why are you looking at her girl's body?"

Chun Lie really collapsed: "I have nothing to do with her, old man—can you see her? Please show me."

Da Neng should at least be serious, right?Although he is a field cultivator, he has common sense.Who can make such a silly joke?Is Chao Huazong serious?Do they still want to develop?Are you playing yourself?
Chanming's spiritual sense penetrated Hu Qing's body, and there were a lot of oops.

Chun Lie was anxious to death: "You are talking!"

Do you respect him again this time?

Chanming: "It's a little bit troublesome. This situation is really weird. Her blood is all going in, so her heart will collapse under the load."

Chun Lie couldn't help shouting: "What kind of wine did you give her!"

Chanming sneered, isn't this kid too presumptuous?

The coercion of Huashen's mighty pressure was only a thin line, and Chun Lie's bones creaked in severe pain immediately, and he paled: "The younger generation is disrespectful."

Chan Ming withdrew the coercion, and his eyes were indifferent: "Boy, remember, the levels in the cultivation world are cruel, and you will only have face if the old man gives you face."

The humming at this moment is the real power of transforming gods, and the easy-going appearance before is just an illusion.

Chun Lie quickly calmed down, surrender and fear arose in his heart, and at the same time he was deeply worried about Hu Qing.

Chanming: Does she need you to worry?How many times has she called me father!Use shamelessness to gain face.

Hu Qing's condition is not good, Chan Ming can no longer hurry on his way, put away the plantain fan, grab two people and tear the space to get in.

Yu Liuya was silently calculating the turnover of Chaohuazong's supplies, and fighting was too resource-intensive.Among other things, the building boats parked over Huan Motian burned a large amount of spirit stones every day.

My heart hurts.

There was a wave of fluctuation in the space, he was vigilant, and Chanming appeared and said: "You put this kid away first."

(End of this chapter)