The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Those small buildings outside the library can only be entered by those wearing the Lingxiao Token, which Yunying had told the two of them a long time ago.During this period of time, she has been monitoring the movements of Xiexiu and Xian Yuyi, and recorded the original form of the evil gathering array they drew, just to go or send a message to someone who is skilled in the talisman array after they leave. Dao's senior brother went to break the formation.

Now she has fully figured out the details of the two evil cultivators, both of them...not very smart.

Since she is not smart, then Yun Ying will be more straightforward, and no longer consider the possibility that they will find out that she is spying on them, and the trick is to lure the snake out of the hole.

So she answered Su Minglang's words: "I haven't forgotten, I wrote it in the jade slip, let Senior Brother Sheng go to Senior Brother Yu Feiran first."

"Yu Feiran?" Su Minglang was stunned, before he came back to his senses, "That's right, he killed two evil cultivators, he must have taken their storage bags."

But Feng Jing asked: "But you can't wash away the imprint of spiritual consciousness in the token in your hand, can Yu Feiran have a way to solve this problem?"

"He has a way." Yun Ying answered crisply, not to mention Feng Jing, Su Ming Lang was stunned.

"how do you know?"

"Senior brother Yu has a kind of poisonous pill that is specially designed to wear away spiritual consciousness, don't you remember?" Yunying was also very surprised. Obviously, Yu Feiran showed his poisonous pill at the exchange meeting before, and Yunying was also curious Give it a try.

Of course, in the end, she relied on the Qingling Kungfu to continuously supply her medicine, which was the only time Yu Feiran was deflated at the meeting. The training of spiritual knowledge will prevent Shang Yufeiran from suffering a big loss later.

"It's only been a year, have you forgotten?"

Just one year... just one year...

This sentence kept echoing in Su Minglang's mind, and he was mad in his heart, who would call such a long day as "one year" "just"!

Feng Jing also said: "Although this is the case, will the poisonous pill work on the imprint of spiritual consciousness?"

"Of course, why is the imprint of spiritual consciousness not counted as spiritual consciousness?" Yunying laughed, "You have to believe in Brother Yu's potential."

Feng Jing immediately lowered her face: "I don't know him well, why should I trust him!"

Su Minglang kept looking at Feng Jing with his sneaky eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Jing, are you jealous?"

Feng Jing became furious and slashed at his neck with a knife: "Stop saying these weird things all the time!"

Su Minglang easily grasped his wrist, put his backhand on his shoulder, and patted him lightly twice: "Let's talk a few words alone, little junior sister wants to stay here for a while, I'll tell Xiaojing Talk for a while, and be right back!"

Yunying leaned on the hexagram elephant stone pillar and nodded slightly at them, then turned her head to look at the vast lake surface in a daze.

Su Minglang dragged Feng Jing aside, screaming and screaming, and was pushed to sit down on the fish scale stone of the embankment.

Su Minglang looked at Feng Jing seriously: "Xiao Jing, you are not too old."

"I'm only sixteen..."

"You have to be a responsible person."

"I've always been very responsible..."

"You have to see yourself clearly."

"Thanks, I can see clearly."

"Shut up, can you let me finish my sentence properly!" Su Ming Lang couldn't help shouting.

Feng Jing was not to be outdone: "Then you can listen to what you say, what a mess, you think you are Zhuo Pengju!"