Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 849 This face hit really hurts
Beside, more and more members of the immortal sect retreated, most of them gave up on their own, and a few were forcibly retreated by the power of the immortal weapon.

Just like Patriarch Yan said, the danger became more serious later on, and the injuries of these people were obviously much more severe, with blood gushing from their mouths, holding their heads, their bodies curled up into a ball, trembling and twitching violently, and their faces were also affected by extreme pain. Painful and distorted, it looked extremely hideous.

Those who can persevere until now are all strong men above the late Jindan stage, and all of them have been tempered and their minds are as firm as a rock. In normal times, even if their tendons are broken, they would never be in such pain.

But what Xianjian polished was spiritual consciousness, and the pain they suffered was deep into the soul, so how could they bear it.

Seeing this scene, the other immortals were even more frightened, and more and more people gave up on their own.

"I, I can't hold on anymore." Jiang Xianyun said tremblingly, his face that was originally as black as charcoal turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks like raindrops.

Lu Qingli didn't expect that the old man could hold on for so long, so she was a little surprised.

But after thinking about it again, she was relieved again.Don't look at Jiang Xianyun's strength is not very good, but when it comes to a firm mind, it is rare in the world, otherwise how could he have survived to this day under the merciless blows of his own time and time again, and also turned grief and anger into appetite, the more he lived, the more he lived? He is rich, and his double chin almost catches up with Jiang Ziyun.

If it was another experience, Jiang Xianyun would leave if he wanted to, she would never force it, but this time the opportunity to condense his spiritual consciousness is too rare, Lu Qingli didn't want him to give up too early.

Stretching out his hand to hold Jiang Xianyun, a ray of spiritual consciousness poured into his spiritual veins.

Jiang Xianyun was shocked all of a sudden. Although the Confucian sacred words still sounded in his mind, and the words were still flashing in front of his eyes, but he no longer felt the slightest pain. The mind that had become chaotic because of the pain, It also became clear in an instant.

"This, this is..." Jiang Xianyun looked at Lu Qingli in surprise.

"Hold the yuan and keep the one, and recover as soon as possible." Lu Qingli did not explain, but urged.

Although she could use her spiritual sense to protect Jiang Xianyun, but in that case, standing here would be just a display, and her spiritual sense would not be sharpened at all, and would not improve in any way.

So she just helped Jiang Xianyun when he was about to lose his hold, and she would let him go when he recovered.

Jiang Xianyun's full stomach, of course, can also think of this point, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly collected the mind movement skills to recover.

When he was almost recovered, Lu Qingli stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Ziyun and Chen Chaofeng, and after that, it was Ying Tianchen and Su Zimo...

While protecting them with his spiritual sense, Lu Qingli himself would certainly not miss this great opportunity to sharpen his spiritual sense.

Although she possesses a sliver of spiritual consciousness in the Mahayana state, after all, she is not practicing herself today, so unless she returns to the Mahayana state, it will be difficult to improve that wisp of spiritual consciousness.

But Yan Wuchen didn't look at the little follower who was just eating and drinking with them back then, but in the end he became a generation of Confucian saints as he wished, and his cultivation reached the Mahayana state.

Every word and every sentence in this jade slip contains the power of his immortal essence, and at the same time contains his Mahayana spiritual consciousness, which is of great help to her.

Others couldn't bear the vast power of immortality, but for her, it was not difficult at all.

Time flies, and before you know it, a day has passed.

Most of the people in the fairy gate have retreated a hundred feet away, and there are only less than a hundred people left by the pool.

And these people are almost all the strongest in the newly promoted Immortal Sect, but since they are almost, of course there are exceptions.

Headed by the suzerain Liang Mowen of the Supreme Dao Sect, none of them gave up, and they all stood by the Danxin Pond in good order.

how can that be?You must know that those left by other immortal sects are almost all powerhouses who are half-step above the Purple Mansion. As for the Supreme Dao Sect, although the suzerain Liang Mowen has already reached the realm of the Purple Mansion, he is a famous immortal. When it comes to strength, it will definitely not be stronger than the monks in the early stage of Jindan.

Jiang Xianyun, Jiang Ziyun, Chen Chaofeng, Ying Tianchen, and Xiao Huai'an are the highest at the peak of the golden core, and the weakest Xiao Huai'an is only at the middle stage of the golden core. How could they persist until now?
Not only the members of the immortal sect who had already retreated, but even Chu Zhongshu and Elder Wei felt unbelievable.

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense, with their strength, how could they persist until now?" Patriarch Yan muttered to himself.

He had already prepared the spirit gold and spirit stones early yesterday, and even played the weapon formula in advance, just waiting for something to happen to Lu Qingli, he would immediately show off his skills, so that Elder Wei could see how powerful he is.

Who knew that after waiting for a whole day and night, not only Lu Qingli was fine, but also the other members of the Supreme Dao sect were safe and sound, but he himself showed off his weapon from time to time, and his fingers were about to cramp.

"Patriarch Yan, it seems that the cultivation of all five meridians is not as unbearable as you said. I see Master Lu's situation, and it should not be a big problem if he persists for another two or three days." Elder Wei said with a smile.

At this time, almost all the immortals staying by the pool gritted their teeth and sweated profusely, and everyone else in the Supreme Dao Sect was no exception. There was only one Lu Qingli, who was still calm and calm, except for a little sweat on his forehead. There is no difference at all.

Elder Wei didn't know that Lu Qingli was tired from taking care of Jiang Xianyun and others from time to time, otherwise she would be more relaxed and comfortable than now.If it has been like this, let alone two or three days, it will be no problem to stand by Danxin Pond for a long time.

"Crack!" Patriarch Yan seemed to hear a crisp sound coming from his face, and even the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times.

Yesterday I was still saying that Lu Qingli's five meridians were not condensed, and he would definitely not last long, and the more he persisted, the worse he would die. As a result, a day passed, and Lu Qingli still suffered from walking injuries caused by other immortals. Stand where you are.

This face hit really hurts.

"Patriarch Yan, I told you a long time ago that the world is impermanent, and there are thousands of laws. We cultivators must not stick to the rules and not think about making progress, let alone jump to conclusions. You should believe it now." A Confucian sect head The reporter also spoke.

God proved that he really had good intentions, and he didn't want to see Patriarch Yan be blinded by the little resentment back then, and finally ruin his way of cultivation.

But it's a pity that Patriarch Yan heard these words even more harshly, as if a louder slap was slapped on his face, not to mention that old face, even the roots of his ears were burning hot.

(End of this chapter)