The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Yun Ying didn't have the energy to figure out what these things were at the moment, she just cleaned the black powder out of the bones one by one, and condensed into a small black ball in the palm of her hand.

The appearance of this little ball is very bad, but it reminds Yunying inexplicably of the story in the secular storybook, where she pretends to be a mad monk to save the world and save the suffering, and rubs the dirt off her body to make pills.

This... although it looks like a waste product without any spiritual energy, I'd better keep it for now. Maybe it will be of great use one day in the future.

Thinking so, Yunying put away the ball and raised her eyes to look at Gao Yi, who had been guarding Tan Bian.

At this time, the cold pool had completely dried up, and two drops of restless blood settled down in Yunying's bones.

Both the water and the fire ceased, and the fog slowly dissipated naturally.

But it is wrong to say that it dissipated. The heavy fog did not drift into shape with the wind, but merged into Yunying's dantian and penetrated into Xue Yinlu's body.

Yunying frowned slightly, but heard Yinxue say: "It doesn't matter, Xueyin Luyiyi already has the ability to absorb strange fog to improve itself."

Although it is general, it is enough to make Yunying feel at ease.

This is not the time to be distracted and discuss other things, the key is to get past this level first.

She looked at Gao Yi and nodded slightly.

Gao Yi has such a vision that he can naturally see through the details of Yunying's current situation at a glance.

Although she was still very fragile and would easily break the balance in her body, Yun Ying relied on her own ability to subdue the two drops of blood after all.

Even the most powerful killer in Xuanming Palace would not have this ability to trap divine fire in a mortal body.

As Gao Yi thought about it, his gaze at Yunying became deeper.

"I've always wondered if the master of Xuanming Palace didn't allow us to have sanity. Is it because if we have sanity, we will have worries, and if we have worries, our practice will be hindered."

Gao Yi opened his mouth slowly, his eyes were so deep that Yunying couldn't understand.

"Later I met Master, and I was tortured by my own fear and loneliness every day and night. At that time, I even felt that maybe it would be better not to have sanity. With sanity, I would be afraid of pain, death, and suffering. Practice without making any progress.”

When he said this, he looked directly into Yunying's eyes: "But after meeting you, I realized that the mind is not fragile, and the mind can support the body to accomplish many incredible things. From the first day you started, Just keep proving it to the world.”

Yunying smiled and said: "The mountain master is absurd."

Gao Yi is not a polite character, and he didn't say any more polite words, just shook his head slightly.

"Can you still leave? If not, don't force me, I will take you to see the sect master."

Yunying tried it, and if she could stand, she could barely stand, but it was very painful.

There is no need to hold on at this time, Yun Ying shook her head and smiled, "It's a bit difficult, please ask the mountain master to carry it."

Gao Yi nodded lightly, flicked his sleeves and put her in the wide sleeves of his robe, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the elders waiting at the foot of the mountain, and released Yun Ying from the sleeves.

Yue Wuxia saw that Yunying was a hundred times more embarrassed than when she went up the mountain, she couldn't help frowning slightly: "It seems that I shouldn't let you out, I should guard you until you are completely recovered."

Yunying was brought over by Qiankun's supernatural powers in her sleeves, she was somewhat dizzy in her head, and the pain in her body became more obvious.She struggled to open her eyes and smiled at Yue Wuxia.