Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 292
"His injury is fine. I just fed him a healing pill, and he just needs to rest for a while." Luan Wu said.

"That's good, I also need to rest for a few days." As he said, Han Qing took a healing pill and meditated on the spot to recover from his injuries. Many meridians in his body were broken by Cao Hui's shock. For a spiritual master, immortality is disability, but Hanqing is different, her physique is extremely strong, and it is nothing if her meridians are broken. Hanqing's body has a super healing ability, and she only needs to be reconnected, and she will soon be back to normal.

"Cloud Sea Divine Fist! It's really terrifying!" Ten days later, Han Qing woke up from the state of cultivation, and her meridians continued to connect, but it would take a period of rest before she could fight fiercely, otherwise her meridians would be broken again.

Recalling Cao Hui's Yunhai Shenquan, Han Qing took a deep breath. Yunhai Shenquan is the most domineering fist that Han Qing has ever seen. Facing Cao Hui, Han Qing seemed to be facing an insurmountable barrier. Mountains are average.

"Yunhai Shenquan is very strong, it's a set of boxing techniques that can rival the strong ones in the Lingzun realm!" At this time, Luan Wu came to Han Qing's side and said with a solemn expression.

"With a set of boxing techniques, you can match the power of the Spirit Venerable, so the power of this Yunhai Shenquan." Han Qing didn't want to think about it.

"Yunhai Shenquan, high-level earth!" At this time, Tong Shao said.

"Are the earth-level advanced?" Han Qing frowned. He does not lack earth-level spiritual skills, and even has dozens of heaven-level spiritual skills, but none of them are suitable for him or the people around him to practice. .

In other words, the higher the level of spiritual skills, the more difficult it is to practice. For example, ground-level spiritual skills are difficult to practice with Han Qing's cultivation base. Only those who have reached the level of Linghuang can practice them in a short time Of course, unless your comprehension and willpower are very strong, and the heaven-level spiritual skills do not have the cultivation level of a spiritual master, don't even think about it. Of course, this is only relative to ordinary spiritual masters.

Han Qing is like a human being, although her cultivation base is not enough, but she needs to have understanding, talent and talent, and a body. However, Han Qing has not encountered a spiritual skill that suits her.

"Brother Hanqing, this place?" At this time, Tong Shao looked at the Lingfu suspiciously and asked.

"This is my biggest secret, Brother Tong Shao, please keep it a secret for me." Han Qing said solemnly.

"Oh, I'll keep it a secret for you. You saved me, and I'll be with you from now on. That bastard Cao Hui, if I have a chance in the future, I'll definitely fix him up!" Tong Shao waved his fist, fiercely Said.

"Come on, it's just you? You can't take a single punch, so I might as well strengthen my cannon a bit later, and see if I don't kill that old guy with one shot, hehehehe!" Luan Wu laughed.

"Oh, I'm not talented enough. I'm almost 40 years old, and I'm still a fifth-level Linghuang. It seems that I have no chance to teach that old guy Cao Hui a lesson. Brother Hanqing, you are very talented. You must teach that old guy a good lesson in the future. Let him take advantage of me, and join the Demon Sect, I hate this kind of people who have one thing on the outside and another on the back." Tong Shao said viciously.

"Well, don't worry, you will have a chance in the future, of course, as long as you are loyal to our Han family, the medicine will be enough!" Han Qing said with a smile.

"What? Brother Hanqing, what did you just say?" In the Deyang Chamber of Commerce, you can only receive one spirit-gathering pill every month. Hanqing actually said that the pill is enough. You know, in his level, a It takes at least [-] sixth-grade Juling Pills to consume every month, which is an astronomical figure for Tong Shao who was born ordinary.

"I said, the pill is enough!" Han Qing said with a faint smile.

"As for being so surprised? It's really a country bumpkin who has never seen the world." Luan Wu clasped his hands on his chest, shaking his calves and said angrily.

"You can take care of it too!" Han Qing gave Luan Wu a look.

"En, enough is enough, okay! En? You, what did you say?" Luan Wu came back to his senses. In Luan Wu's eyes, after reaching the Spirit Emperor, there is no pill to help him improve his cultivation. There are no alchemists who can refine the elixir, and the spiritual power on the mainland is getting thinner and thinner, and it is impossible to plant the spirit grass for refining the elixir in batches, but Han Qing said that his elixir is enough, and for a while, Luan Wu looked at Han Qing with weird eyes.

"I said, enough pills, why? Brother Luanwu, don't you believe it?" Han Qing looked at Luanwu with a half-smile and said, he still has a lot of storage pills on him, enough for Han's family to use for decades. Ten years later, the spirit grass for refining the spirit storage pill can also be planted in the Lingfu.

"Do you have a storage pill?" Luan Wu asked tentatively.

"Isn't it just pills?" Han Qing smiled and took out a storage bag, which was full of seven-grade spirit storage pills, enough for Luan Wu's one-year practice.

"Phew, so many!" Luan Wu took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and continued: "With these spirit storage pills, within ten years, my cultivation base will definitely be able to rise to the realm of the ninth-level spirit emperor , haha, it is not a dream for Ling Zun to be here anymore." Luan Wu laughed excitedly.

His talent can completely reach the level of Lingzun, but Luan Wu likes to study hidden weapons and other things. At the best age for cultivation, he missed the opportunity. Originally, Luan Wu thought that his cultivation would be fixed at the level of Lingzun. But now, Luan Wu has rekindled the desire to improve his cultivation.

"Brother Luanwu, what do you see in that pond?" Han Qing pointed to the pond where the colorful lotus roots were planted.

"En? This is! Seven! Colorful! Lotus! Lotus root!" When Luan Wu saw the colorful lotus root, he was stunned. For Linghuang, the temptation of the colorful lotus root was stronger than anything else.

"As long as Brother Luanwu can raise his cultivation level to the level of Ninth Duan Linghuang, you will have a share of this colorful lotus root." Han Qing patted her chest and said.

The colorful lotus root has already survived. As long as it blooms and bears lotus seeds, within ten years, with the aura of the Lingfu and the time difference, a large number of colorful lotus roots can be planted in batches. At that time, are you afraid that the Han family will not have a spiritual master?

"Huh, why do I feel like I'm dreaming? Tong Shao, hurry up, pinch me." Luan Wu brought her face closer to Tong Shao.

"Brother Luanwu, you are the Linghuang, how dare I pinch you?" Tong Shao said weakly.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to pinch, you can pinch. Quick, come on, pinch the place with a lot of meat, and use some strength."

"Oh! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Luan Wu screamed in pain.

"Brother Luanwu, you asked me to pinch you, so don't beat me!" Tong Shao said weakly. Once Luan Wu fought against the Deyang Chamber of Commerce, Tong Shao suffered a big loss at Luan Wu's hands, and he is still in Tong Shao's heart. a shadow.

(End of this chapter)