The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

The deficiency cannot be replenished, Yunying is in such a situation now.

Although it was only a drizzle, she was still wet after being in the rain for a long time, but she couldn't even squeeze out the spiritual energy to perform the dust cleaning technique, so she could only walk back with the dampness all over her body.

She had already eaten Xiangxue Pill, this kind of panacea that is quite a panacea for a cultivator in the Gathering Realm, still works for her at this time.It's just that for the tattered flesh body at this time, the medicinal power of Xiangxue Dan is too "violent".

After taking it, Yunying's condition is like a mortal eating a thousand-year-old ginseng. The slightly lowered body temperature burns like charcoal fire again, and the spiritual energy involuntarily speeds up, flying down three thousand feet, which is almost as good as it used to be. The running speed of the wartime is up.

After the fifth level of Meridian Meridian, Yun Ying counted how many cycles had been running every day, but the things encountered in the past two days were too sudden, too muddled to count, and could only guess by feeling.

About... there are five or six million small Sundays.

Coupled with the small celestial circles that were running before, there are less than a million small celestial bodies before Liuchong.

Originally, after the first-order five-element spiritual source was gathered, she didn't have to worry about the collapse of the magic body, but now there was a blood-colored spiritual source in the dantian, and the Phoenix Divine Fire left by the boy, the situation was completely different from before.

Yun Ying was apprehensive and quite annoyed.

This kind of feeling that things are out of control and completely out of control is what she hates the most, but it is also the most inescapable feeling.

Born to be unlucky!
After the anger is over, she still has to worry about her dantian. Cui Zun told her that this kind of blood-colored spiritual source is often deliberately transformed from a natural blood-type body. Therefore, in addition to blood energy, there are countless fierce and evil spirits. The breath has been tightly entangled with the spiritual source, and it cannot be separated at all, so she must be careful in her actions in the future, and must not expose this bloody spiritual source.

Yun Ying asked him if he could tell Old Pharmacist Zhu about this matter, Cui Zun was silent for a long time, and then said: "You can decide for yourself."

"I'll tell him." Yun Ying whispered.

Cui Zun didn't speak anymore, and sighed in his heart that he was really incompetent. Compared with himself who was left alone, this child believed in a person who was neither relative nor relative.

Having said that, what he did was really not good enough, after all, this child is not Geng Jiu, and he can't treat her like he did to Geng Jiu no matter what.

"I wish the old pharmacist would believe me, but he also has his own secrets."

Perhaps it was because her mood had changed after the ups and downs, and her mind became clearer. Yunying slowly recalled some details that she hadn't noticed before.

"At that time, he was eager to see how I absorbed blood. After seeing it, he felt a sense of relief and a little bit of relief. Since then, he has been helping me wholeheartedly without any doubts."

Cui Zun raised her spirits and said to her: "He is so nice, maybe it hurts to treat you like a granddaughter."

"No, he knows that I'm pretending to control and get close to him, so I shouldn't be completely unprepared. But he completely trusts me, helps me, and sometimes is even more anxious than me. It seems that as long as he is faster, he can Keep me from falling into a certain miserable Xiamen Airlines."

The more Yun Ying thinks about it, the more she feels that there is a possibility: "Do you think he...has met someone similar to me?"