"One, two.Three ......
"Thirteen pieces, Qingfeng checked the last leaf of the Soul Washing Flower, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded, didn't it say that the Spirit Washing Flower only had nine leaves, and there were silk threads like blood vessels running through it on the flower path, and some liquid like blood flowed in between, what is the situation, it looks very weird.Before he could think about it, he saw that a snow-white flower quickly bloomed on the top of the Soul Washing Flower, and the petals on the flower slowly bloomed, and a Hongmeng breath was hazy, and a thumb-sized red fruit appeared in the stamen.Qingfeng was completely dumbfounded, what the hell is going on, who can tell him.Just when he was a little dazed, he saw that not far away, the golden horn and silver snake were only left with a body of skin and bones at this moment, and the flesh and blood on his body were gone, like a dried corpse.The three dignified mountain guardian beasts died like this, and the death was inexplicable, if someone found out, how should he explain it, and he was completely stupid for a while.After relieving his spirit, he was a little dazed for a while, and looked at the Soul Washing Flower again, and found that it had begun to wither.Seeing this scene, he didn't know what to say, and to be honest, he wasn't sure what kind of flower it was at the moment.Back then, Senior Brother Liu Mochou told him that the petals of the Soul Washing Flower are golden, and it can absorb the origin of plundering other spiritual things, and it will have nine leaves when it is ripe.But he didn't say that this thing would bloom and bear fruit, and even the number of leaves was wrong, it was a full thirteen leaves.Seeing that the whole flower began to wither rapidly, he didn't have time to think about it, so he went up and picked the red fruit, and when he wanted to pick a few of those leaves, it was too late, and all the leaves turned gray and white the moment the fruit was picked, and fell.Then the stems withered, losing a hint of luster.So soon, the whole flower, the things he had raised for several years were gone, and for a while he was a little speechless.He looked at the corpse of the golden-horned silver snake, and then looked at the fruit in his hand, his brows furrowed even deeper, the golden-horned silver snake died strangely, although he didn't see what was going on, he thought it must have something to do with this flower.If the sect traces it down, he will definitely not be able to explain it clearly, so can this thing be handed over to prove his innocence.Thinking of this, he just wanted to find an object to put the fruit away, but he didn't think that this thing had also begun to wither.Seeing this, Qingfeng was dumbfounded again, although this thing may not be a spirit washing flower, but no matter how stupid he is, he knows that this thing must not be an ordinary spirit thing.If he let it wither, wouldn't it be a pity to lose all his spiritual power, and wouldn't all his years of efforts be in vain, and he still has a mission on him, carrying the blood and hatred of the entire Fengshan Village.The disappearance of his father and mother, the slaughter of the village, he has to find out all this, but with his own qualifications, his life must have been in vain, and his only hope is gone.He couldn't stop seizing this only opportunity, and when he thought of this, he thought to himself that even if this fruit was useless, or if he poisoned himself, he would admit it.In a cruel heart, he simply didn't think of anything, but opened his mouth and ate the fruit, and when the fruit came to his mouth, it burst out with a stream of sweet juice, which ran down his throat, and he only felt extremely sweet.But when the juice fell into his stomach, he knew that the pain had just begun.The moment the juice entered his stomach, he felt as if it had turned into molten iron and poured into his stomach, and an excruciating pain spread all over his body.He only felt as if his entire body meridians were being burned by fire, and the pain made him roll all over the ground, a pain that pierced his heart, an excruciating pain, an indescribable pain from the inside out.While his consciousness was still a little sober, he endured the severe pain and sat up, and used the hegemonic body technique to relieve the pain, but he found that these were useless, and the pain inside could not be alleviated at all.The pain caused his cold sweat to flow down like raindrops, and his consciousness began to blur.For some reason, his mind suddenly remembered those weird postures in the book of overlord body recipes, and when he thought of this, he instinctively fiddled with it.The golden rooster is independent, the old cow pushes the cart, and the pony kicks.As these postures were made that he understood by himself, he felt as if the pain had been reduced a little, and it worked, although it could not be reduced much, but it was better than being directly hurt to death, so he fiddled groggyly.One day, two days.Three days......
Seven days later, the breeze kicked the sky with one foot, one foot independent, and his hands remained motionless in a strange posture, like a sculpture.A gust of wind blew, and his eyes suddenly opened, and for a moment he could see a flash of light in his eyes and then hidden.The click,He slowly lowered his limbs and swung his neck, and the click sounded again.He exhaled a breath of heat, as if he was finally freed, and suddenly sat down limply.The pain of being burned by the flames was finally over, if it weren't for the postures in the Tyrant Body Technique that could offset some of the pain, he would really be killed in pain, and here he had to thank his master for being prescient.Instead, he felt it, and found that all the meridians in his body seemed to be penetrated at this moment.He ran some exercises, and found that there was suddenly a trace of mana swimming in his body, hey, this discovery made his eyes light up, and his heart was indescribably happy.At this time, he thought that even if it was not a spirit washing flower, it should have the effect of washing the spirit flower, since he had mana, wouldn't it mean that his spiritual veins had been changed.He finally has mana, how many years, he has finally stepped into the ranks of immortal cultivators, and he will no longer be ridiculed.Happy, he slammed his fist on the ground, only to hear a loud bang, and the ground was unexpectedly punched out of a black pit by his punch.Looking at the big pit, and then looking at his fist, he was a little dumbfounded, he felt that the power of his punch just now might be nearly 10,000 catties, and he only used fifty percent of his strength just now.Standing up, he aimed at a boulder more than three meters high, and with a punch, the boulder was instantly torn apart.It turned out that this was true, and his all-out punch could be as much as 20,000 catties, which made him feel too incredible, although he had infinite strength before, but he also wielded such a great strength at all.To be happy, except to be happy is to be happy.He sat down cross-legged and silently felt it, only feeling a burst of strength in his body, but there was a feeling of weakness, and then he immediately woke up, it turned out that he was hungry.