I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Her skin as white as jade lost its former luster, her beautiful face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead reflected the noon sun, forming dots of light spots.

Meng Yan withdrew his hand on Feng Yuanjiu's wrist, and said: "The primordial spirit was exhausted too much, and passed out."

Pan Yuchen gave a soft "tsk" and looked up at the sky.

Meng Yan said casually: "If you are in a hurry, just give him a pill of Buhun Pill."

Buhun Pill is not an ordinary pill, it is unique to the alchemy family and the divination family among the [-] families of cultivators, and it is very hard to find.

Pan Yuchen's mother is the eldest daughter of the Bu family, and he only had a few pills in his hand. Before Meng Yan's spirit was damaged, he rushed to send it to Meng Yan but was rejected by Meng Yan, but he didn't expect Meng Yan to be a substitute Feng Yuanjiu was thinking about it.

Pan Yuchen took a deep look at Meng Yan for a moment, and there was some self-deprecation in the shallow arc of the corner of his mouth: "Senior Brother, you really love the Feng family to the extreme."

Meng Yan said calmly: "It has nothing to do with this, it's just that I'm afraid that Feng Yuanjiu will be in a coma for too long and delay the business."

Meng Yan has this kind of ability, took out Pan Yuchen's Qiankun bag, and still refused to owe Pan Yuchen half of his love.

Pan Yuchen sneered, turned his palms back, and a black wooden box appeared in his palms, handing it to Fang Wuji, who was serving on the left and right, and raised his chin towards Feng Yuanjiu, who was lying on top of Meng Yan's dharma chariot.

The wooden box is carved from soul-nourishing wood, one inch square, with the family logo of the Bu family engraved on the lower right corner.

Fang Wuji held the wooden box and flew over Meng Yan's chakra, saluted respectfully, and held the wooden box with both hands above his head: "Please have a look."

Meng Yan's consciousness swept over the wooden box, and nodded: "Give it to Feng Yuanjiu."

Fang Wuji respectfully agreed, and stood beside Feng Yuanjiu, looking down at the man with closed eyes who was still charming, feeling jealous in his heart—the soul-replenishing pill not only has the effect of repairing the damaged soul, but the excess potency can also Nourishing and strengthening the primordial spirit.

Feng Yuanjiu's primordial spirit was just exhausted too much. After taking a pill to replenish the soul, his primordial spirit must benefit a lot, and it will far surpass his peers.

But jealousy is jealousy, Fang Wuji didn't hesitate in his movements, he lifted his robe and squatted on Feng Yuanjiu's side on one knee, and stuffed the brown pill into those gorgeous lips like spring peaches not so gently, After stuffing it, he immediately wiped his hand on the hem of the robe with his backhand.

The meaning of disgust is beyond words.

Xing Minzhi's eyes fell on Feng Yuanjiu's lips that were scratched by Dan Wan, and he curled his lips: "It's a good thing you can do it."

Fang Wuji stood up and said, "Even if I'm gentler, it won't enhance the effect of the soul-replenishing pill."

It sounded very reasonable, but Xing Minzhi couldn't refute it.

Although the soul-replenishing pill is as hard as gold and stone, it melts in the mouth.

The black pill turned into a black air current, entered the ground warehouse, passed through the lower pass, passed the upper pass, and entered the sea of ​​consciousness, enveloping Feng Yuanjiu's primordial spirit that had not yet fully merged into one place.

Feng Yuanjiu's excessive loss of primordial spirit is the appearance formed by him forcibly splitting his primordial spirit with the help of the soul of the piano. The reason why he fainted was completely because the energy in his heart was loosened, and he couldn't bear the pain of splitting his primordial spirit I was directly dizzy from the pain.

Therefore, the primordial spirit that was consumed by going back in time in front of the Mingxin mirror, the hidden wounds left by the reincarnation and reconstruction of the primordial spirit through time and space, and the fundamentals that were shaken when the primordial spirit awakened, repaired all the damage accumulated in these three times , that dense black airflow was only shrunk by about one-ninth.

The remaining black airflow was not absorbed by his primordial spirit to strengthen his soul as Fang Wuji thought, but was divided into two through Feng Yuanjiu's primordial body, and most of the airflow followed the master-slave spirit Qi rushed into the soul of the sleeping little fox, and the remaining half was directly swallowed by Qin Po.

In the end, Feng Yuanjiu was just a God of Wealth passing by, leaving behind only a primordial spirit who has no hidden dangers.

However, as far as Feng Yuanjiu is concerned, the Yuanshen who has no hidden dangers wins countless.

The primordial spirit was flawless, and within moments, Feng Yuanjiu woke up from his deep sleep.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the soul of the qin that had occupied a part of the world in his sea of ​​consciousness became more and more solid, the body of the qin was full of luster, and the three strings were connected to the three zithers that rotated around it. On the talisman.

Dots of golden light poured into the talisman along the strings, and the outermost restriction on the talisman showed signs of loosening.

Feng Yuanjiu was overjoyed for a moment. He thought that he had to understand the first layer of formulas to break through the first layer of restrictions on the talismans, and obtained "Lian Shan Yi", "Nine Chapters of Yu Ling" and "Secret Book of Immemorial Tianyin" "The second layer of formulas, but I don't think it's enough to "feed" the soul of the Qin, it's really good!

This means that he can get more supernatural powers faster.

The little fox's primordial spirit curled up on the lap of Fengyuan Jiuyuanshen's body, holding a ball of black air in his arms, with a peaceful expression.

As expected, after the air ball is completely absorbed by the little fox, the little fox's primordial spirit can wake up.

I have to say that although the aptitude is mediocre in this life, the luck is really good!

I thought that after walking in front of the mirror of the bright mind, the soul would suffer some damage, and it would take a long time to raise it, but I didn't want it to be a blessing in disguise and get so many benefits.

Thinking about what precious elixir the Monastery Master Meng Yan, who had appointed and protected him, gave him, Feng Yuanjiu left the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he stood up and bowed respectfully to Meng Yan: " The disciples thank the Guanzhu for his compassion, and the disciples will remember the kindness of the Guanzhu in their hearts."

Meng Yan swept Feng Yuanjiu with his spiritual sense, and said flatly: "It's Junior Brother Pan who pityed your innocent soul and gave you a pill of soul-replenishing."

It was actually a soul-replenishing pill!

Feng Yuanjiu didn't know what happened to Meng Yan and Pan Yuchen when he was in a coma. He only knew that once Meng Yan said this, he had to accept Pan Yuchen's love, and he had to wait for an opportunity to repay it in the future. There are shortages.

However, it is worthwhile to exchange favors with no time for the primordial spirit. Whether it is true or false, Feng Yuanjiu immediately turned around and respectfully bowed to Pan Yuchen: "I thank the Lord for his mercy, my disciple."

Pan Yuchen pursed his lips and looked at Meng Yan for a moment, then waved his folding fan and said slowly, "No need, I'm just looking at senior brother Meng's face, it has nothing to do with you."

Feng Yuanjiu lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye: "The benefits of the disciple's soul-replenishing pill are the favor of the temple master. The temple master has a magnanimous mind, so he doesn't need to take this soul-replenishing pill to heart, but the disciple has to remember the temple master's favor." Kindness."

Pan Yuchen finally looked at Feng Yuanjiu calmly, was silent for a moment, and said, "You have to remember it's your business, and it's serious to answer a few questions for us right now."

Feng Yuanjiu bowed slightly: "This disciple will know everything."

Pan Yuchen raised his hand to draw a circle, and with an idea, a water mirror was condensed in the air. The light and shadow flowed on the water mirror, which was actually the process of Feng Yuanjiu and Wu Huiniang's fighting skills shown in the previous Mingxin mirror.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at the picture on the water mirror calmly, but found no flaws. He felt relieved, knowing that this test had indeed passed, and the next inquiry was just an inquiry.

Sure enough, Pan Yuchen didn't make things difficult for Feng Yuanjiu anymore, and asked him gently: "Is this place of martial arts a temporary idea, or did someone lead you here?"

Feng Yuanjiu pondered for a while, and said: "It's just the disciple's temporary idea."

Pan Yuchen sneered: "The witch chased you thousands of miles away, and she is also persistent, which shows that you have a lot of grievances."

There was a trace of coldness in Feng Yuanjiu's eyes, and he said expressionlessly: "There is no grievance. If there is any blame, I can only blame the disciple for getting a good skin from his parents, and it is his crime to be pregnant."

Pan Yuchen carefully measured Feng Yuanjiu's face for a moment, and smiled: "That's the case." After speaking, he added, "There is indeed capital to attract people's attention."

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." If you want to offend the next, you only hate that your cultivation base is too low!

Pan Yuchen asked with interest: "Is that witch coveting you, or someone else?"

Feng Yuanjiu calculated the pros and cons in his heart, raised his eyes to meet Pan Yuchen's smiling gaze, and instantly gave up the urge to take the opportunity to tell Bu Ziming to go into the water——Pan Yuchen could give him a pill of soul-replenishing pills at will, it must have a great relationship with the Bu family Yes, that Buhun Pill might have been given to him by Bu Ziming filially.

If so, pulling out Bu Ziming would bring disaster instead.

Therefore, Feng Yuanjiu said firmly: "There is no one else, but that Wu Huiniang sees the disciple's eye-catching, and wants to turn the disciple into a puppet."

Pan Yuchen raised his eyebrows: "Have you thought about it clearly?"

Feng Yuanjiu looked sincere: "There is no need to think about it, there is indeed no one else."

Pan Yuchen raised his eyebrows, didn't say yes or no, and turned to ask Meng Yan: "If I remember correctly, then Wu Huiniang should also be a disciple of Senior Brother's Guanzhong, since it's a mess between the disciples of Senior Brother's Guanli, I will continue to ask if it is okay too suitable?"

Just now, he talked about a witch, but now he said that again, even Feng Yuanjiu, a novice in love between the two generations, was a little suspicious that Pan Yuchen had unspeakable thoughts about the master of their Mingxin Temple.

Feng Yuan watched the nose and the heart with nine eyes, and couldn't help but slander in his heart--Is Pan Yuchen trying to make the master say "you and I don't need to see outsiders" or "it's nothing inappropriate"?

It's a pity that Meng Yan's hard-hearted heart completely ignored Pan Yuchen's careful thoughts, and said calmly: "It's not a disciple, but it's just a living puppet of the Nether Sect. I went to meet their demon god, but I didn't expect Feng Yuanjiu to take the lead."

"That witch Mengying is not wronged." Pan Yuchen looked at Feng Yuanjiu, and gave a rare compliment, "After all, no one would have imagined that a little monk at the fourth level of Qi refining would be willing to explode Rubbing Ziyuan." The talisman of the baby monk's talisman is really decisive."

Feng Yuanjiu lowered his eyes, and said embarrassingly: "This disciple just thinks that no matter how precious the talisman is, it must be used with one's life."

Meng Yan nodded, and made a point: "Remember what you said today, don't be fooled by foreign objects in the future, and you will lose your life instead."

Feng Yuanjiu bowed himself to be taught.

Pan Yuchen stretched his arms towards Meng Yan and made a gesture of invitation: "Brother, are you coming?"

Meng Yan shook his head: "Don't be too long-winded."

Pan Yuchen chuckled lightly, then withdrew his expression, and asked Feng Yuanjiu, "Who helped you untie the soul lure?"

The author has something to say: Feng Yuanjiu said: "Ni Meng Guess!~"