Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 867 The Extra Story of Qingfeng: The Origin of Light (12)

Under the smelting of the original power, the tendons and veins are reorganized and reborn.At the same time, the extra spiritual source swam from the golden elixir to the forehead, re-purifying the spiritual moon on the forehead...

This process, after three months, finally, Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes.His eyes were dazed and dull for a moment.

After slowly returning to his senses, his eyesight was clear, and his condition was unprecedentedly good.

The spiritual power runs for a week, and after various transformations inside the body, the toughness of the tendons is more than a hundred times stronger than before, and at the same time, the spiritual power can also be continuously extracted from the golden core.

Is this the power of Jindan?
When not in use, it can lie quietly like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. Once mobilized, these spiritual powers seem to never dry up.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and with a flick of his sleeves, all the tattered clothes fell off his body.Jumped into a deep pool in the valley, and after taking a good bath, he was refreshed.

Leaping onto the shore, he took out a gray dress from the ring and put it on. Although he was thin, he couldn't stop Fengshen's handsome and peerless temperament.

Inadvertently, from the reflection in the water, I saw that there was no Lingyue on the forehead, but two shining golden suns!
Qingfeng stood by the rock, stunned for a long time.The wind blows through the slender gray clothes, frowning deeply, thinking silently.

Since he was disfigured, he no longer likes white, and his heavy heart has lost the elegance and freedom of the past, and he likes this depressing and gloomy color.

And now-

He looked at his reflection in the pool, his disfigured appearance had completely recovered, perhaps due to the recent reorganization of his body, he was fairer and more handsome than before the disfigurement, even women would be jealous of his smooth and fair skin when they saw him.

Originally, Qingfeng's appearance was that of a dragon among men, with a peerless demeanor, but now after being retrained, he is even more imposing, even more like an exiled immortal.

And the realm, after being trained by the golden core, and then re-cultivated, unexpectedly broke through unknowingly.

Moreover, he broke through more than one or two points, and even directly advanced to the double-yang level.

The little short hand curled up under the rock, and fell asleep, the breeze woke up, and it was still asleep.

Seeing the little short hand, a wry smile appeared on Qingfeng's lips. In this life, the only ones who will accompany him are Qilin and this little guy. So, what's the point of being more handsome than a woman?
It's not as good as before, with the ugly appearance, so that everyone can avoid it and get a piece of peace.

Qingfeng meditated again. In addition to practicing spiritual skills, he also used the peerless spiritual power of the Yang level to transform his appearance. After a distorted face, he transformed into a disfigured, uglier, hateful, and ghostly figure than before. The peerless ugly face of hate.

Qingfeng took out a mirror, looked at the ugly face in the mirror, which even he couldn't bear to see again, and chuckled rarely.

After going through several major changes, the beauty and ugliness of her appearance are just skins.

If someone can face his ugly face without changing his face, he will definitely admire him very much.

Counting his fingers, he spent nearly two years in the valley, from almost self-destructing, to surviving by chance, and becoming a Yang-level aura master.

Hugging the little short hand in his arms, his slender and white fingers slowly stroked the hair of the little short hand, a trace of unbearable astringency rose in his heart.

Although I have experienced a lot, but that corner of my heart, I am afraid that I will not be able to let go of it in this lifetime, forever, forever...

(End of this chapter)