After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chu Yanshu was silent for a while, took out a bottle of elixir from the Qiankun bag, poured out a sweet-smelling elixir and fed it to Song Qingyun,
"Let him sleep first."

Asleep, it might be less uncomfortable.

Sang Luo: "..."

This seems to be a good way indeed.

After taking the elixir, Song Qingyun immediately began to fight with his upper and lower eyelids, and fell asleep in a short while.

Chu Yanshu handed the elixir to Chongming Sword Spirit,

"Anshen Pill, with ice soul added in it, can temporarily suppress the fire in his body, give him a pill every hour."

Chongming Sword Spirit took out the pill and nodded,
"it is good."

Sang Luo looked at Song Qingyun who was stuck asleep in the ice crevice, and sighed slightly,
"Is there no pill that can help him reconcile the two spiritual breaths in his body?"

Chu Yanshu shook his head,
"It's not because of the clash of spiritual breaths, it's basically a conflict of cultivation techniques. Even if it's suppressed with pills this time, if there is a big move in the future, it will still cause a clash of spiritual breaths."

For this kind of conflict in martial arts, the harmonization of elixirs can treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Perhaps, it is a good thing that his injury exposed the lack of skills this time. After all, the disadvantages of skills exist, the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the possibility of going crazy.

"..."

In order to find out how to solve the problem of conflicting skills in Song Qingyun's body, Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu also came to Zangshu Pavilion to read ancient books.

The two searched for three full days, and finally let Sang Luo read a related book.

She raised her head to look in the direction of the third floor, and shouted, with a hint of joy in her voice,

"Master, Chu Yanshu, I found an ancient book that seems to be able to soothe the fire in Song Qingyun's body."

As soon as she made a sound, Chu Yanshu and Changli Jianzun who were still flipping through books on the third floor suddenly appeared beside her.

Sang Luo handed the book to his master,

"Master, look."

Changli Jianzun took the ancient book, quickly flipped through it a few times, the brows that had been wrinkled for the past few days eased slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face,

"This way, maybe you can try it."

At the bottom of the cold pool of Kunwu Sword Sect, there is profound ice that will not melt for thousands of years, which is the most helpful for people to practice. Song Qingyun is born with a thunder spirit, and he is not incompatible with the cold pool. If he soaks in the cold pool for a month, he will help him sort out the ice. Disturbed breath, re-harmonizing the practice of exercises, may be able to solve the current predicament.

It's just... Su Changli frowned slightly, as if he was a little distressed, Hantan didn't know if the Kunwu Sword Sect would lend them or not.

After all, 1000 years ago, although the other six sects did things unethically, the two Huashen elders of the Kunwu Sword Sect died at his hands. Master.

Over the past thousand years, although Xuanyuanzong still maintains peace on the surface with several other sects, in fact, there is a real blood debt.

Although so many years have passed, he has nothing here, but after all, it is his master who died.

He felt that the Kunwu Sword Sect might care.

Sang Luo looked at Changli Jianzun's hesitation, thinking that he was concerned about the events of the year, and didn't want to think about Xuan Yuanzong.

So she spoke,
"Master, it's fine for me to take my junior brother. After all, I saved Lin Qinghan on the martial arts stage that day, and the Kunwu Sword Sect owes me a favor."

In her hand, there is also the jade pendant that Yu Ming gave her that day, and the promise.

Sang Luo felt that Yu Ming was quite reliable.

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