Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 582 Who Am I (13)

In the eyes of the little milk cat, Yan Jiu has a vicious heart, a ruthless attack, and a variety of ways to torture people. If it was her former self, she might abduct her to work for her, but now...

Seeing her will only make my teeth itch with hatred!
If it is lucky enough to survive from her hands, it will surely repay today's pain twice in the future!
A pill with a strange fragrance was stuffed into its mouth when it was full of hatred. The pill was only about the size of a soybean and melted in the mouth. In an instant, the pain in the whole body disappeared and was replaced by a wonderful feeling. .

Resurrection Pill!
She... just went to find medicine for it?

The little milk cat looked at Yan Jiu with suspicion in his eyes, Yan Jiu looked at the other small bottles in his hand, and stretched out his sinful hands to the little milk cat.

"Meow--!"

The gauze and blood were peeled off. Although she applied some kind of bone-drying and muscle-generating elixir to it after peeling it off, it was not prepared to forgive her!
Very good, this beam is settled. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Although it is just a kitten now, when it recovers its strength...

Seeing that all the internal and external injuries on the little milk cat's body had recovered, Yanjiu yawned and touched its fur that was damaged beyond recognition. It felt bad, so he threw it to the end of the bed in disgust, and then lay down on the bed.

She absorbed the spiritual energy of the whole night last night, and now it is noon, and she was already sleepy. Seeing that the little milk cat is fine, she can finally rest assured to catch up on sleep.

Soon, the person on the bed heard steady breathing, and the little milk cat walked gracefully from the end of the bed, walked up to the little devil, stretched out its sharp claws, gestured in the air, retracted its sharp claws, and stared at the white For a long time, he let out a barely audible sigh and lay down next to her head.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads...

……

I heard that from now on, I can dream of Yan Yu every day in my dreams, so it is not unusual to see the peach blossom tree and the silver-haired man in red under the tree.

The sound of Lingling pierced her ears, and Yan Jiu felt as if she was in a vast expanse of peach blossom forest, with the fragrance of peach blossoms brushing her nose, as if a flower spirit was dancing on the peach blossoms to the sound of the piano, feeling relaxed and comfortable physically and mentally.

"Yan Yu! I learned how to draw Qi into my body!"

"Oh? What difficulties did you encounter?"

Yan Yu's green-white fingers brushed the strings, and he raised his eyes slightly, with a smile warmer than the spring breeze at the corner of his mouth. Yan Jiu looked a little crazy.

"I haven't encountered any difficulties in cultivation, but... an old man with gossip eyes said that I am a chaotic body, but they can't tell what a chaotic body is."

"Chaos body..."

Yan Yu lowered her eyes thoughtfully, as if concentrating on the strings under her hand, and only spoke after a while.

"Qi, shape, and quality are all integrated without separation, which is called chaos. Heaven and earth were born in chaos. This kind of physique can be traced back to ancient times. Nowadays, it should be regarded as a rare physique. The benefits of this physique are as follows: Yes, all the spiritual energy in the world comes from chaos, so you should be able to directly use the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside world."

Yan Yu's words were already straightforward enough, Yan Jiu was clever, and quickly found the point of the words.

"No need to transform it into your own Qi?"

"No need."

“Isn’t that inexhaustible?”

Immortal cultivators draw qi into the body and absorb the aura of the heaven and earth, and they need to transform it into their own qi before using it.

And she doesn't need to transform, it's very convenient to take and use whenever she wants. Therefore, there is no time to transform the spiritual energy, causing the exhaustion of Qi in the body to keep up with the supply.

Yan Yu glanced at the happy little guy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"What method did your master teach you?"

"Spirit of Fire"

(End of this chapter)