Counterattack Xiaoxian

Seeing that Ye Chuiqing's expression didn't look fake, the sparrow breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not a big deal. Keep it with me. I will reply to your message within five days."

"That's it, thank you very much!" Ye Chuiqing took out two spiritual stones and put them into his hand: "Take them to buy a drink. I will come back to you in a few days."

The sparrow was not polite, put it away with a smile, and said: "Actually, Mr. Wen also has my share, but I have some use, so I won't refuse."

The two broke up at the entrance of the trestle...

Ye Chuiqing got the three hundred spirit stones and hurried to Brother Gongsun to deliver the spirit stones.

Unexpectedly, Gongsun Mu directly took out a pill and said: "I have prepared it for you a long time ago. This friend is not in vain!"

Naturally, he was overjoyed and even said thank you.

"Don't just be happy. Things seem to be getting worse for you recently. You have to be careful." Gongsun Mu reminded.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. What can I do? From now on, I will never leave the house. Unless I break through the third level of Qi Refining, I will never go down the mountain."

Brother Gongsun also believed that it was necessary to keep a low profile at this time, so he gave him a "messaging talisman", saying that he could use it to contact him in case of emergency.

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After the goods and money were settled, Ye Chuiqing couldn't wait to return to Chunyan Xiaozhu to make preparations before taking the pill.

You must fast for three days before taking "Jinguang Preparatory Pills", and the Qi Sea needs to be filled to its peak state.

In other words, he has to shut up for a while.

So Ye Chuiqing calmed down the black dog first to prevent it from causing trouble. Xiao Wu rarely showed up recently, so he didn't need to worry about it.

Everything was ready, and when he fell into silence, everything was still. He poured the shining golden elixir into his palm, sucked it with his lips, and slipped it into his belly.

In an instant, without any buffer, thousands of golden and sharp Qi exploded in the sea of ​​Qi.

However, it is not as violent and sharp as a sharp blade, but it penetrates every hole like a soft needle.

Immediately, he was in severe pain, his veins burst, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down his forehead.

But the more this happens, the less you can relax, and you must concentrate on guiding these thin needles to rotate slowly in the sea of ​​qi.

Round after round, over and over again, not daring to stop...

Once a ball of fine needles can move on its own, all it takes is to guard it.

Two days later, the sea of ​​Qi began to warm and bounce gently like a fetus, endlessly reborn.

At this point, the entire process is complete, and all we have to do is wait for the sea of ​​​​qi to open up and expand.

"Damn, it's not easy. It's not as easy as giving birth." Ye Chuiqing sighed secretly and continued to rest.

I don't know how long it took, but something dramatic happened. There was a "boom", and the house suddenly shook violently, knocking it to the ground.

Then there were several loud noises in succession, like thunder striking from the sky, making him almost unsteady on his feet.

Before he could react, the roof above his head was blown away by the hurricane, and his body was exposed to the bright sun.

In the dazzling light, a pair of big hands like water tanks reached in and grabbed him firmly.

Ye Chuiqing struggled to escape and was lifted into the air. Looking down, he saw that several houses had collapsed and were in a mess.

But that hand was not a real hand, but was formed from a stream of mysterious energy, possessing tremendous strength, like a wild python rushing over a river, tightening its grip tighter and tighter.

The owner of the big hand was a purple-haired man, with his feet on the void, his brows hard, his clothes swollen, and he shouted coldly: "While Jiang is out, do you dare to bully the only son of the family master, pretending that there is no one in Iron Sword Peak?"

"Today I will take this young man back to hold him accountable. Let's see who dares to stop him?"

His voice spread throughout the mountains and fields, and his words were passionate and overbearing.

Of course, if someone dares to act like this, he has the confidence.

Being able to stand in the air is a sign of the late stage of foundation building, which means that this person has truly become a master monk.

Just as he finished speaking, a silver line flew up from under his feet. It was a stream of light that merged into a human and a sword, and it pierced his left side.

This sword was handled extremely accurately, because the purple-haired man used his right hand to capture Ye Chuiqing, so his left arm was bound to have a flaw.

"Hmph!" Without even looking, he took the photo with a sudden burst of profound energy in his left palm.

The streamer broke off halfway and was shot into the ground, causing smoke and dust to fly.

"You don't know what you can do!"

He chuckled and left.

There was another strange movement behind him, and the light suddenly flashed across the sky.

"Boom" was another palm strike, with a bit more force. The light was knocked down again, and it lay straight in the pit, as if it was torn apart.

...That person was Xiao Wu. Ye Chuiqing struggled wildly, but was strangled by big hands until he vomited blood.

Then he saw Xiao Wu jump up and shoot into the sky without hesitation, like a burning magnesium rod.

"Is there anyone really not afraid of death?"

The purple-haired man was also angry, and he punched him fiercely. The sound of airplane wings seemed to be breaking in the sky. Xiao Wu rolled to the ground and slid for more than a thousand meters.

Xiao Wu was covered in dust and dirt, and his face could no longer be seen. He still tried hard to lift himself up from the ground with his arms...

However, she eventually lost her strength and fell down.

Hold up again...

Fell again...

Ye Chuiqing felt tears in her eyes.

Why do you want to cry when you know she is a robot?

Can you please stop trying so hard? I can't give you another drink!

The purple-haired man shook his head and said gloomily: "Spirit puppet."

The body swayed and flew towards the horizon, dragging behind him the shouting Ye Chuiqing...

The purple-haired man was flying all the way, and Ye Chuiqing felt that the world was spinning, and he had already left the Rejuvenation Peak in a moment.

Further ahead is the big river, and it can be seen that the next step is to cross the river.

At this moment, an old man was sitting alone by the river fishing. When he saw a figure passing above his head, he shook his pole.

The fishing line went straight up to a hundred meters and entangled the purple-haired man's feet.

The purple-haired man was suddenly plotted against, so he turned around and fell down, no! It was to rush down and strike out with a palm, causing the turbid waves to be emptied.

When the wave fell, the old man was no longer where he was, and a rod was drawn towards the mysterious energy that turned into a big hand like a ghost.

His big hand was blown apart by the rod, and Ye Chuiqing fell into the water. When he saw this man, although he didn't have mixed feelings, he was overjoyed.

It turns out that the old man is just like a chicken coop, but after not seeing him for a few days, he seems to have been injured and looks older.

The purple-haired man's move failed, and he asked coldly: "Zhan Tianweng, this has nothing to do with your Wuji Peak, do you want to interfere?"

"Zhenzhen Zhong has lent me Chunyan Xiaozhu for one year. During this period, every plant and tree there belongs to me, not to mention a living person." Jiwotou responded lazily.

Ye Chuiqing thought to himself that your name is Zhan Tianweng. You are not a good person and your name is very embarrassing!

"This is a matter between you and Huichunfeng. I have no control over it. I'm just asking you if you want to give way?"

"It's impossible to give way. Either you swim back to Tiejian Peak." Jiwotou pointed to the river.

Hearing this, the purple-haired man was so angry that he put his palms in front of his chest and turned, a stream of mysterious energy swirled like a fire wind, and even Ye Chuiqing felt the pressure rise sharply from a distance away.

Jiwotou's fishing rod flicked, emitting thousands of spiritual lights, and shouted: "Jiang Yiyuan, the last time you and I took action was ten years ago, come! Let me see if your Fire Cloud Qi has made any progress."

Ye Chuiqing was half submersing and half floating, not daring to come forward, seeing that the two of them were already fighting.