Jiang Wan'er sat weakly in front of the stone house, staring at the empty valley in distractedly.

My brother has been away for three days.

No news.

She didn't believe that her brother gave up on her.

It is very likely that the people from Prince Jiang’s mansion persecuted their brother.

Or my brother is in danger in the Great Wilderness.

She was in a daze, and she didn't let herself think about it, so she could only pray that Jiang Yi would come back safely.

Otherwise, she would have to break herself.

Since the death of the two brothers, she has been practicing harder and vowed to never get married and devote her whole life to Prince Jiang's mansion.

She is also preparing to go to the fortress in the future, become a guardian general, and fight with the Great Wilderness.

But the reality is so cruel that she is actually useless.

From a dazzling genius in the White Tiger Pass to a useless useless waste.

My father's life and death are unknown because of her.

If Jiang Yi was killed to stand up for her again, she really didn't know what the meaning of life was.

"Wan'er, see what this is."

Jiang Yi ran back to the valley and couldn't wait to take out the silver feather grass from his arms.

When Jiang Wan'er saw Jiang Yi coming back, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief and showed a weak smile.

But she is no longer interested in anything now.

"This is the silver feather grass! I found the spiritual grass that can repair meridians for you from the Great Wilderness."

"Silver Feather Grass?"

"I told you that not only the Creation Pill can save you, but there are many special herbs in the Great Wilderness that can repair meridians, and Silver Feather Grass is one of them."

“Can it repair the meridians?”

"It may not be able to be completely repaired, but it should have some effects, try it now."

Jiang Wan'er looked at the exquisite and small silver feather grass, looked up at Jiang Yi, but she was reluctant to reach out.

"Just take it directly."

Jiang Yi is looking forward to the effect.

Jiang Wan'er took over the Silver Feather Grass with Jiang Yi's encouraging look, but she didn't dare to hold too much hope.

However, the entrance of the silver feather grass dissipated and turned into a cool breath that penetrated into the body and spread throughout the body.

It was like countless elves floating lightly, falling on her shattered meridians.

The tingling sensation that had been around forever was reduced a lot immediately, and a slight sensation appeared all over my body.

The effect is very obvious! The dim meridians gradually shine brightly, and fluctuates under the traction of the silver light, as if they are about to wrap around again.

Jiang Wan'er's eyes gradually became brighter, and even her pale skin seemed to have recovered some blood.

Her breathing gradually became rapid and she felt the changes in her body in disbelief.

“Is it effective?”

Jiang Yi looked at Jiang Wan'er expectantly.

Jiang Wan'er immediately wanted to stimulate the spiritual patterns and absorb spiritual power, but she quickly held it back, for fear of shattering the still fragile meridians.

"Wan'er?"

"I... seem to be able to feel the spiritual power, very weak, but..." "Okay! That's great!"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. This was what he had earned for his life.

Jiang Wan'er burst into tears and hugged Jiang Yi: "Brother Yi...Brother..." Jiang Yi patted her sobbing shoulders: "It's good if it works.

There are other spiritual herbs, I will find them for you, there will always be one that will help you fully recover.”

Jiang Wan'er nodded, but hugged Jiang Yi tightly and refused to let go. She was very excited, but suddenly she was very scared.

She was afraid that it was just a dream. When she woke up, she was still lying on the bed, waiting to die in despair.

"Stay good rest and wait until the adoptive father comes back, let's give him a surprise."

"Father, can you really come back?"

"It's certainly possible! Let's wait together!"

Jiang Yi didn't know who was planning the Jiang Prince's Mansion, but before the matter was settled, they shouldn't have taken the prince's life easily.

As long as the prince can wait for the opportunity, he will come back alive.

Jiang Yi came outside the valley and played with the bronze tower.

The space inside is foggy and the range is very large, as if boundless.

But apart from these, nothing seems special.

Jiang Yi hung the small tower around his neck, took out the tiger pattern grass from it, and began to practice the King of Ten Thousand Beasts.

However, just as the spiritual pattern was activated this time, he felt a subtle change in his body.

The meridians quickly burst into bright light, unobstructed and active.

The firebird waved its wings, and the vast sea of ​​energy was filled with turbulent waves.

Jiang Yi was even more surprised. Could it be that he drank snake blood?

"The Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts Fist!"

Jiang Yi pulled all his spiritual power and forced it to release it.

In an instant, the spiritual patterns on the forehead bloomed with dazzling golden light, and the firebirds spread their wings and roared.

The two sources were immediately connected, and the flesh and meridians in the body were filled with a faint golden light.

The spiritual power of Qi Hai is poured into the whole body, and it gathers in the right fist through the meridians.

"Roar..." A faint tiger roar echoed in the valley, and the surging flames exploded, condensing into a fireball, hitting the hill twenty meters away.

With a muffled sound, the hill was blown up to a large pit about three meters.

Jiang Yi felt weak all over. With just one blow, most of his spiritual power was consumed.

But it finally condensed into a simple outline, and it still looked like a tiger's head.

Jiang Yi clenched his fists excitedly: "The blood of monsters actually has this effect?"

"Brother Yi, what martial arts have you practiced?"

Jiang Wan'er heard a sudden loud noise and walked out of the valley. Although her meridians began to recover, she was still very weak.

"The martial arts left by Yan Bo.

Why are you out? Come in and rest.”

“I’m much better.

Brother Yi, what kind of spiritual pattern are you?"

Jiang Wan'er hadn't noticed Jiang Yi's awakening spiritual pattern before.

"Sixth grade."

Jiang Yi was preparing to leave the news of the Holy Spirit pattern on the life and death stage of Cangzhou Martial Arts Academy.

Jiang Wan'er chuckled sweetly, congratulating Jiang Yi.

She knew that Jiang Yi's talent was no worse than hers. If the news of the sixth-grade spiritual pattern was made public, it would definitely cause a sensation in Baihu City.

"Stay good rest. After three months, I will take you back to Cangzhou Martial Arts Academy to challenge Baihua."

"You want to challenge Bai Hua?"

Jiang Wan'er's expression became gloomy when she thought of Bai Hua.

"He hurts you, of course he has to pay the price."

"Brother Yi, he is in the ninth level of the Spirit Infant Realm, he is really strong."

"I am sure of martial arts and physical skills."

After Jiang Yi persuaded Jiang Wan'er to go back to the stone house to rest, he took out more than 30 tiger-patterned grasses and started practicing.

Instead of eating the snake egg directly, he looked forward to the little beast inside breaking its shell.

After absorbing the jade bead, the little beast will definitely become a big monster.

Two days later, accompanied by the clear tiger roar, a mighty flaming tiger head suddenly rose, and golden light surging towards the mountains in the distance, exploding a large pit of more than five meters.

"It's done!"
To be continued...