Therefore, Mo Lingxuan will assist her in refining.

"Keep the spiritual platform clear and use the power of the ice spirit to refine it bit by bit and blend it into your body."

Mo Lingxuan's majestic voice seemed to sound in Xian'er's heart. This statement was like a sound of a god, which made Murong Xian'er feel a little awake in an instant.

At the same time, Mo Lingxuan also used the soft Hongmeng power to reduce the coldness of the Yin Water by a little.

Immediately, Xian'er's feeling improved a lot.

The extreme Yin water gradually escaped into the Xian'er's eyebrows and refined it bit by bit, and her body became even colder.

"boom..."

When the extreme Yin water has almost been refined by 80%, Murong Xian'er's entire body is like ice. Even though Mo Lingxuan is still a little distance away from her, she still feels very clear.

"It seems that it is still a bit difficult for Xian'er to cultivate all the extreme Yin water with her current cultivation level."

Looking at the beauty with her beautiful eyes closed in front of her, Mo Lingxuan said in her heart that she no longer hesitated, and the dark chaotic fire burned all over her body, holding Murong Xian'er's delicate body in her arms.

"hiss..."

Even with Mo Lingxuan's existence, he couldn't help but take a breath.

He only felt that what he was holding was not a stunning beauty, but a big iceberg...

But if you have the fire of chaos, you won’t feel that it’s too bone-breaking.

Moreover, holding it like this can reduce Murong Xian'er's chill more comprehensively.

Without falling fingers, Mo Lingxuan was still pouring the remaining 20% ​​of the extremely yin water into Xian'er's body.

Finally, after half a stick of incense, all the extreme Yin water was guided into Murong Xian'er's body by Mo Lingxuan. At the same time, the power of Hongmeng did not stop to help him refine.

After a full day and night, Murong Xian'er completely refined the water of the Yin with the help of Mo Lingxuan.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already late the next night.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Mo Lingxuan's handsome and cold face, and Xian'er's pretty face was filled with relief and happiness.

Mo Lingxuan hugged her tightly in her arms when she felt the coldest.

"Wake up? How do you feel?"

Mo Lingxuan felt the strange movements in his arms, and also opened his eyes, looking a little tired.

Murong Xian'er is refining the water of the extreme Yin, and his guardian still consumes a lot of energy.

"Thanks to the master... my cultivation level has broken through again and reached the late stage of Nirvana!"

Xian'er looked at her state inside and immediately became extremely happy with her pretty face.

Sure enough, as Mo Lingxuan said, the extreme Yin water is very beneficial to her ice spirit body. This is the most direct effect that has just been refined and has directly broken through a small realm!

“So very good.”

Mo Lingxuan nodded slightly. Murong Xian'er is now in the late stage of Nirvana. With her control of the strength under the Bingji Sword, it should be no problem if she fights the early stage of the Great Sage.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and after a moment, Mo Lingxuan wanted to leave. The long-term situation was equivalent to a cultivation-like state, which made his clothes soaked in sweat.

But just as he got up, Xian'er was directly grabbed.

"how?"

Mo Lingxuan was about to ask, and saw Xian'er's pretty face full of shy blush, and said softly in her thin voice like a mosquito chant: "Xian'er... is here to bathe and change clothes for you... it can be regarded as a small repayment of the kindness of the master..."

As Mo Lingxuan's woman, Murong Xian'er didn't know how to repay Mo Lingxuan's good, so she could only give him all her...

Before Mo Lingxuan could react, Xian'er pulled him directly into the bathhouse behind the cultivation room.

Mo Lingxuan naturally did not resist. After all, he and Murong Xian'er had already met "honestly".

The thin skirt on Xian'er's beautiful body slid down, revealing the flawless **.

"Bodong..."

She took the lead in stepping into the pool and buried her entire body in the water, looming, which was even more crazy.

......

The love reaches the depths, and the mandarin ducks play in the water.

This night was naturally wonderful and endless aftertaste. I don’t know the taste of meat in March.

And this time, Mo Lingxuan stayed in the Emperor Demon Sect for a long time, and he had been in full three months.

Within these three months, Mo Lingxuan patiently answered questions about martial arts one by one.

As for the outer sect, he also preached several public sermons.

March is fleeting.

It will soon be approaching the day of the saints of the Los Holy Clan inheritance.

On this day, an invitation from afar was sent to the Emperor Demon Sect.

In Wenxi Tower, Mo Lingxuan took it apart, and a golden "Luo" was engraved on it, which was written and delivered by Luo Xue himself.

"Los Holy Clan, Luo Xue..."

In the main hall, Yun Yao and Yue Shiyan looked at Mo Lingxuan resentfully.

Their master is too outstanding... It seems that women have a good reputation, and they are not around and cannot watch them all the time.

Look, even a woman from the Los Holy Clan has traveled thousands of miles to send an invitation.

It seems that they will work harder in the future and strive for the top spot...

Xian'er didn't care too much, and this is the case in this martial arts world. A truly splendid man will not lack women who love him.

And I can occupy an important position in his heart, that's enough.

"I will come back soon. This time, I am trying to improve my martial arts realm faster."

Mo Lingxuan spoke lightly, and after saying goodbye, he set out for the Luo Sheng Clan.

......

The Luo Holy Clan in the western part of the Holy Land, like the other four saints, has a profound heritage and has been passed down for countless years.

People such as the ancient Qin Saint Clan controlled the will of the sky, the Zhuge Saint Clan controlled the Qimen Avenue, and the Luo Saint Clan also had its own special background.

Legend has it that the ancestor of the Luo Sheng Clan was a divine beast, Suzaku. Any descendant of the Luo Sheng Clan's direct women may have the bloodline of Suzaku.

Only outstanding women with the purest Vermilion Bird bloodline are qualified to compete for the inheritance of the Saint and become the leader of the new generation of the Los Holy Clan.

Therefore, the Los Holy Clan has always regarded women as their respect.

The Holy City of Luo is the location of the Holy Clan.

Even Mo Lingxuan flew with his sword, it took him two days to arrive here.

"Where are you from?"

The guards outside the Holy City walked forward and questioned.

"Qinglinjing."

Mo Lingxuan responded lightly, waved his hand and directly drifted the invitation sent by Luo Xue to the guard.

With such an attitude, the guard was about to scold him, but when he saw the invitation, he swallowed the words he said to his mouth. He turned his attitude and bowed, "It turns out that it is Miss Luo Xue's guardian, please..."

Mo Lingxuan naturally would not argue with him. Just as he was about to take back the invitation, a sound of breaking through the air came from the side.

A few young men suddenly appeared. The leader was quite young, with extraordinary temperament and deep eyes. The invitation with his eyes falling into the guard's hands actually had a dazzling cold light.

"Is this Luo Xue's invitation to protect the road? Let me show you."

After the indifferent voice fell, the young man snatched the invitation from the guards, with an extremely arrogant attitude.
Chapter completed!