Those breaths that are fresher than spring and softer than mellow wine are all fairy spirits.

Most of the fairy energy was poured into the body that was overwinter, and some were emitting outside the quiet room.

All the flowers and trees in the temple began to bloom, and the koi in the lake began to jubilate.

The Shuiyue Temple formation was activated. A veil about dozens of feet in a radius was fluttering in the sky, looking like a huge handkerchief. If He Zhan saw this scene, he would think of his own Huanxi yarn, but of course this formation was countless times more powerful than Huanxi yarn.

The fairy spirit is so pure and minimal. Even if there is a large array of isolation, it will inevitably be leaked out at all.

The hills near Shuiyue Temple instantly turned green, and wild flowers gradually grew, spreading to the distance at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking like a real miracle.

When those fairy auras came to the Tongtianjing dozens of miles away, they were already so faint that they were difficult to detect. They easily stimulated the scriptures and spells in the mountains when they were engraved around them, and emitted a golden luster, which became hundreds of times more powerful. The sound of things being burned and countless faint screams came from the dark and gloomy cave.

The ghosts in the Tongtianjing were killed and injured, making whimpering fear, and then the sound gradually faded away, and I didn't dare to stay on the surface anymore and peek into the world.

I don’t know how long it took, but the golden light in the quiet room of Shuiyue Temple gradually disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

I still sleep with my eyes closed during the winter, but my face is no longer so pale, and I have a more beautiful blush.

Jing Jiu knew that there should be no problem.

A few years later, she was slashed by the sword god of the West Sea, and her meridians and vitality were cut off. According to the truth, there was no possibility of survival, but her will and mood were too strong. With the help of Jing Jiu, she has survived until now.

The immortal consciousness attached to the immortal talisman of the immortal life has been completely refined, leaving only the purest immortal energy.

Such a large amount of fairy energy poured into her body, even the serious injuries could be cured.

He walked out of the quiet room and said goodbye to the palace master.

The master of Shuiyue Temple is like an ordinary girl, and his mind is not much different from that of an ordinary girl.

Seeing him saving his senior sister, she was a little grateful, but she saw that he was about to say goodbye at this time, but she was a little unhappy.

Before the senior sister wakes up, you are leaving. What does this mean?

What bad things did you do, so you dare not see her?

Jing Jiu naturally didn't know what she was thinking.

When he broke up with Ren Sanyue, the little girl was still reclining in the temple and had never seen her before.

He did not sit in the green curtain sedan chair, but left Shuiyue Temple and came to the Tongtianjing not far away.

The scriptures and talismans are still emitting a faint golden light, and the cold cave is silent without any movement.

He stood by the cliff, looking at the bottomless inside, silently thinking about how many immortal talismans there are in the Zhongzhou Sect?

That immortal talisman fell from the sky and directly suppressed the Emperor of Underworld. It took him six years and countless risks to refine this immortal talisman of immortality. If the Zhongzhou Sect uses the immortal talisman to take action, how should Qingshan deal with it?

His consciousness went to the far-reaching, cold and empty universe. Looking at the black Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld, he calculated that he would be able to deal with another one in about three years.

In the Demon Suppressing Prison, he learned the Soul Fire Control with the Emperor of the Demon, which means that he has the qualification to use the Emperor of the Demon, but his realm is still a bit low.

Then he looked at his distorted right hand, thinking that Yun Zhoufeng could not give it to Gu Qing immediately.

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A gust of wind broke out through the patio.

Jing Jiu rode the wind and went straight into the void realm, and drove his sword back to the green mountain.

The Wandering Realm cannot stay in the Void Realm for a long time, but he is an exception. The speed of controlling the sword is naturally countless times faster than that of a carriage, and his sword is even more amazingly fast. When the dusk shrouded the green mountains, he also came to the top of the Nine Peaks and saw the Sword Washing Creek like golden threads.

The Qingshan Formation produces induction and naturally separates a channel.

Many people saw the sword light, felt the sharp aura in the sword light, and were amazed, thinking that this was the universe edge that injured the Qilin?

Two days ago, Zhuo Rusui returned to Qingshan and made a reward in Xilai Peak Hall.

The Qingshan disciples all knew what was happening in Guocheng Temple, and their admiration for the junior uncle became increasingly out of control.

Looking at the sharp sword light that seemed to be about to break through the heaven and earth, the disciples saluted them together.

The sword light fell on the top of the Shenmao Peak.

Gu Qing and Yuanqu came up.

Jing Jiu threw the universe forward to Gu Qing and said, "This is your future sword. I will be familiar with it for a while, but I may use it for a few more years."

Gu Qing was not surprised, but instead felt a little confused and uneasy, thinking what was wrong.

Yuan Qu was very envious and wondered if his master would bring some good things back from Guocheng Temple as well?

At night, a bloody sword light flashed in the sky. Zhao was back from the twelfth month, and of course he didn't bring any local specialties from Moqiu.

The Fox Sword is worthy of being the fastest sword in Qingshan.

They all set out from Guocheng Temple, and she was half a day slower than Jing Jiu.

Of course, Jing Jiu went to Shuiyue Temple in the middle of the way and was still stunned by Tongtianjing for a while.

Deep in the cave.

Zhao Layue looked at his left hand and confirmed that the immortal talisman was gone. Then he looked at his deformed right hand and asked, "What should I do?"

"I'll be in seclusion for several days and think of a way."

Jing Jiu said it very calmly, as if it was a very small matter.

But even he couldn't think of a solution, which shows that his injury was very problematic.

He was sneak attacked by the monk who used the Prajna World Palm in the sacrificial method of sacrificing his body. No matter how special his body was, he was seriously injured. If he had refined the immortal consciousness and directly used the immortal energy in the immortal talisman to heal his wounds, he would naturally recover instantly, but he gave all the immortal energy to the winter without leaving any trace of himself.

Zhao Layue glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and left the cave.

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Thinking is thinking.

In addition to his injuries and his severely deformed right hand, he was also thinking about other problems.

The immortal talisman of the Zhongzhou School, the civil strife in the snow country, the intentions of the senior brother, the situation in Chaoge City, and the few ghosts or monsters in the Qingshan Mountains.

He has always ignored the world because it makes people upset and does not mess with the world because the world is too chaotic.

He thought that after a tribulation, he would do what he had to do in this life to cut off the cause and effect of his previous life and to cut off the past worldly relationships, but he did not expect that there would be more and more.

This is really annoying.

He snapped his fingers casually, expelled all his thoughts from his mind, and entered the state of enlightenment of the Taoist heart.

At this moment, he heard footsteps again and opened his eyes.

The white cat walked out of the depths of the cave, and his footsteps fell silently, his eyes were a little complicated, so he dared not look directly into his eyes.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised that it did not return to Bihu Peak, but remained here.

The white cat walked up to him, raised his right claw and took the chicks off the top of his head, gently placed them on the side, and then meowed at him twice.

Its screams are not shrill or gentle, and helplessness and apology can be clearly heard.

——I am very old and I am really afraid of death, so I didn’t dare to take action at that time.

Jing Jiu expressed his understanding and said, "It's okay, I'm afraid of death."

The white cat crawled onto his knees and lay down.

Jing Jiu rubbed its head.

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