Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    What is this?

    Yu Dong looked down at the white porcelain sea bowl, and saw ten pale pink plum blossoms.

      Outline the little stamen edges.

    When the morning wind blows at the peak, it seems that the root cells are shaking gently, and the pale golden pollen reveals a faint fragrance of early plum.

    It seems that they have just been picked from somewhere in the back mountain, and there is a crystal dewdrop rolling on a few small petals. As soon as the sun shone, the dewdrops radiated moist water, reflecting the colorful colors.

    "Second Senior Sister said, this is called Chunmei Dan. Later, if you want to take it, just take it in one bite and bite it open."

    ? ?

    Yu Dong was stunned, what Dan?

    Is this Dan?

    He looked into the bowl in astonishment. Is this lifelike early spring plum a medicinal elixir?

    He knows that he is not a material for cultivation, and his talent is average. In recent years, he has mostly made friends abroad. After becoming a Taoist companion with Zhu Ying, who was in the early Jindan stage of Yuqiong Peak, he traveled to many places and learned more medicinal pills than other disciples in the sect.

    But Yu Dong can swear by his sea of ​​knowledge that he has never seen such a flower-like elixir. But for all medicinal pills, except for medicinal powder that is slightly special, the rest are basically round grains. How can there be such a plum blossom shape?

    "Seventh Junior Sister, you just said this was taken after the war when it was not supported?"

    Is that similar to a tonic pill that is not used for spiritual power?

    This kind of elixir, which can save a monk's life at a critical moment in a confrontation, has always been expensive. A single stone is worth 1,000 to 1,500 spirit stones. The specific difference depends on the mood of the alchemist. If there are fewer alchemists refining, and the market is in short supply, the price will rise.

    "Is this like a tonic?"

    Hang Wan'er glanced at Su Yu and nodded, "Yes. Second Senior Sister said so, don't doubt it."

    “…”

    Yu Dong took a deep breath and looked at the ten pink plums in the bowl.

    Five people, a total of fifty flowers, at least fifty thousand spirit stones? ! For the sake of Dabi, did you take out all your peak savings? But what does this have to do with the second senior sister, oh, now Fengtou Xiaoyin is in her hands, and she has drawn spirit stones to go with her.

    But if you can only replenish spiritual power, the fourth senior brother will use the qin tactic and consume spiritual consciousness, and it will be useless to the fourth senior brother in the competition.

    Yu Dong thought, he was looking for Lu Yizhou's figure in Wuyangyang's Zhiqiongfeng team, but he couldn't find it anywhere!

    "Where is the fourth senior brother?"

    Hang Wan'er's pretty cheeks turned red, "he is in retreat, he hasn't woken up yet. Blame me, the fourth brother left the customs that day, and I gave him most of the second sister's hoof flower pills, I wanted him to comprehend it too, but he turned out to be in meditation so far..." The more he spoke, the quieter he became.

    Yu Dong:

    Hoofflower Dan, what is this?

    Wait, "Fourth Senior Brother is still in retreat, not participating in the ring today?" Yu Dongjunrong changed greatly, "We only have him in the middle stage of foundation building!"

    "No," Hang Wan'er took a step forward, her whole body swayed with spiritual energy, her beautiful eyes lit up, "five senior brothers, last night I entered the middle stage of foundation building."

    Yu Dong was startled.

    Then he saw Yan Yan also nodded, raised his sword, "Mid-term."

    East

    They all surpassed him? He was less than four months away from the mountain. Could it be that they had an epiphany when they encountered an opportunity?

    Wei Zhao sat in a wheelchair and pondered, "Perhaps the most critical moment of enlightenment is reached in a boat, so let's take the first step. If there is any resistance, let the sixth junior brother Feijian pass the book to him. Wake up. There is an incense stick between each fight, and he can reach the ring with half a stick of incense, which is enough."

    Yu Dong heaved a sigh of relief and listened.

    After all, entering samadhi is an unavoidable opportunity. Once you wake up, it may be beneficial. Can not interfere, naturally is the best.

    "Let's go." Su Yu put his hands aside, tired of waiting.

    As soon as she waved her hand, Hang Waner hurriedly walked over with a smile, "I'll take senior sister." She called out Hong Ling and asked Su Yu to stand up first.

    Yu Dong: "?"

    Wei Zhao nodded, Yan Yan flew his sword into the air behind them, and a group of junior brothers and sisters followed.

    In a blink of an eye, everyone headed by Su Yu and headed for the competition tower where the martial arts built the ring.

    Yu Dong faintly felt that something was wrong, but he took a deep breath and had no choice but to keep up.

    Nanxun competes with the tower, Su Yu has been here before, and the last time he competed with Qian Qingqiu was here.

    This is close to the top of the mountain in the secret realm of the sect, with a wide field of vision.

    At this time, twelve large arenas were set in the center of the twelve floors of the tower.

    To Qiongfeng ranked third and tenth, and was assigned to the third layer of the ring. As long as you keep all the challengers in the competition, you can keep the third-rank rank.

    "Nanxunmen third-class peak challenges the ring for three days - start!"

    Twelve ruling elders from Nanxun Law Jietang, dressed in red, each with a cultivation base of the middle Nascent Soul or above, roared and stood on the tower, looking at the disciples.

    "Twelve guarding peaks enter the tower! Challengers prepare!"

    Being the first ruling elder to stand up, the sound of a bell resounded through all the peaks of Nanxun.

    The annual competition is a grand event of the Nanxun School.

    The disciples who did not participate will also come to watch. At this moment, the inside and outside of the tower are already crowded with people.

    The twelve guarding third-class peak disciples had already stood outside the tower, followed the peak masters in order, and entered the tower one by one with great momentum.

    "The head and the elders are not here."

    "It's only the third peak... The leader only attended the competition of the first peak last year."

    "I don't know if the first three summits this year will not be updated."

    "Mostly not. Look at that Chen Shuxin, he is at the peak of his golden core. It is said that he is about to touch the threshold of Nascent Soul. How to challenge?"

    "The last three, to Qiong Peak, Wenshui Peak, and Qiu Ming Peak are all very dangerous."

    "I don't know anything else, it's definitely not going to reach Qiongfeng anyway. Look at them!"

    Twelve third-class peaks enter the tower one by one.

    The disciples of the first nine peaks are like flowers, each team is mighty, at least a hundred people, and the leading chief disciple is at least Jindan. They are confident in appearance, their clothes are swaying, and the Baoguang of the defensive formation is faintly revealed, and they are surrounded by the peak master.

      Look directly at them.

    However, at the tenth, the style of painting suddenly changed—

    The people who went to Qiong Peak were sparse, and it seemed that there was only a fraction of the number of other third-level peaks.

    And they not only look ordinary in clothes and robes, and have no defense, even the flying swords and flying knives of Yukong do not have much treasure.

    What's even more surprising is that they were led by a qi-refining female cultivator in a turmeric skirt, and they all followed behind her.

    "This is really...I want to challenge them."

     "So this is the full strength of Zhi Qiong Peak this year? The third-level peak has fallen to such a degree that the disciples can build foundations at most, and the current chief is still... Qi refining?"

     "More than that, she is still their current temporary peak master, the only Qi refining peak master in Nanxun! Don't you know?"

    "Poor! Yuanying's master is missing, and Jindan's senior brother is also missing. You see that the person in a wheelchair is their new Jindan, which is ranked third, but it broke as soon as he broke through the Jindan. , a useless person, hey, Zhi Qiongfeng's luck is really bad."

    "This is more than anything, wouldn't it be better to abstain directly, it's just self-defeating!"

    Su Yu and his party stepped into the third floor of the tower, the tower was already full of people, and they were completely watched.

    As the guards, there is a special seat for tea on the right side of the central ring.

    However, all the disciples at Qiongfeng looked ugly at the moment, and no one was in the mood to sit down and drink tea, each fist clenched.

    Wei Zhao in the wheelchair also took a deep breath.

    Only the leader, Su Yu, with his hands behind his back, calmly walked to the peak master's seat with a leisurely pace.

    After sitting down, I took out a Nanmu tea saucer and brewed a pot of Liuan melon slices.

     Wei Zhao and others around her were embarrassed, but she was not anxious at all.

    When the onlookers say a few words, they can't bear it, and it's too weak to resist pressure.

    How will they shoulder the great cause of letting her live long in the future?

    Su Yu put down the teapot, "This ordinary arena trial is just to verify the results of your cultivation in the past few months, why are you panic?"

    Wei Zhao and others couldn't help but wake up.

    "From today onwards, every winning day will give each person an extra bowl of Bazhen Mushroom Soup."

    A kitchen, reward and punishment system, is indispensable.

    Su Yu opened his mouth.

    "Whoever pulls the strings will cancel the benefits."

    Zhi Qiong disciple: "!"

    If you win, you will have Tang Dan, and if you lose, it will be gone!

    For a moment, everyone in Zhiqiong didn't care about the ridicule of the disciples around them, all eyes were firm, and they looked at the ring.

    What is Bazhen Mushroom Soup?

    Yu Dong looked at her suspiciously.

    Her words and her calm appearance made all the juniors and sisters have a backbone, swept away the tension and decadence, and seemed to be able to compare with the senior brother.

    Yu Dong's forehead, what's going on?

    Is this the second senior sister he knew?

    He was struggling when he heard Elder Judgment's voice like a bell.

    "The first scene, Changying Peak meets Dome Peak."

    "Shuangfeng sent the strongest five disciples to come to power!"

    As soon as the elder finished speaking, a red tassel hook immediately flew to the ring, and he saw a man in a gray suit with four men with red tasseled hook and sickle, all set foot on arena.

    "Go, come back for tea later." Su Yu leaned back in the chair leisurely. Sweet and soft spring plum cake with glycol luan melon slices for better taste.

    "Yes, second senior sister." Hang Wan'er nodded immediately, her shoulders were straight, and she took her head to the ring in a valiant manner.

    Yan Yan was holding two swords, and the sixteenth and eighteenth sword cultivators followed behind.

    Yu Dong was stunned, and quickly followed.

    Forget it, at most I will take that plum blossom-shaped elixir in the first session of the meeting!

    The arena is a square inch, five people against five people.

    To Qiongfeng is on the left and Hongying Peak is on the right.

    The red-clothed elder immediately nodded, the wide sleeve robe flicked, and a defensive formation that cut off the inside and outside of the ring fell immediately.

    "In the early stage of Changying Peak's Dong and Wei Jindan, plus one Foundation Establishment Peak and three Foundation Establishment Middle Stages. These five people played in the top ten in the peak of Wupin. In the past, they challenged to Qiongfeng was forced back by Xiao Muge with a sword, this time Xiao Muge is not here, to Qiongfeng...hey."

    The onlookers looked at the arena and couldn't help but discuss.

    "I heard that Zhi Qiongfeng Yinxiu is a bit powerful and can compete with Jindan."

    "Huh? Yes, let's see, no sound repair!"

    "Is this... a joke? You can't get on with the sound repair, so you have two Qi refining sword repairers with you?"

    The onlookers were astonished.

    Lin Zhen also looked at Qian Qingqiu speechlessly, "Brother, their hearts are too big, Lu Yizhou is still in seclusion at this time."

    Qian Qingqiu frowned.

    Before he could answer, Dong Hewei, headed by Changying Peak, stood like a bell and drum, with a tall and majestic figure, introverted eyes, and the high-level aura of the early stage of Jindan, fully released!

    "Dong Hewei, the first disciple of Changying."

    He held the red ying in his left hand, clasped his fists, and looked at Su Yu on the main seat of the off-stage peak, flashing a trace of regret.

    "We have been defeated by Senior Brother Xiao many times. We have been practicing diligently for many years and never slack off. We just want to be able to survive under him. It's a pity that he is not here today, so be careful!"

    While speaking, I saw a white-faced disciple in a black suit behind Dong Hewei, who was arrogant in the arena. He suddenly took a step back and inserted the hook and sickle into the stone on the ground. The powerful aura shakes the sky and the earth, and it also explodes in an instant!

    In an instant, the crowd changed.

    "Two golden pills!"

    "Chen Yun is also in the early stage of Jindan, and he has been hiding it!?"

    "No wonder Chen Yun hasn't made many peaks recently except Dong Hewei. It's over until Qiong Peak!"

    "It turned out that Changying Peak was the first to enter the ring, and it was the defender of these three days with confidence!"

    Qian Qingqiu frowned slightly while looking at the seat.

    But soon a cup of green tea was pushed smoothly in front of him.

    Su Yu turned his head calmly and asked Wei Zhao, "Why hasn't the fight started yet?"

    Qian Qingqiu: “…”

    Wei Zhao coughed, "Come soon."

    When Su Yu waited impatiently, Yu Dong on the stage was also very anxious.

    But I heard Hang Wan'er say, "fifth senior brother, the situation has changed, you can help me, I am in charge of the golden pill in front, and you are in charge of the golden pill in the back."

    Yu Dong: "??"

    Wake up, he is only in the early stage of foundation building.

    But just as he was about to speak, the elder Judgment had already checked, and he held a fire in his hand and flew into the cauldron with sandalwood in it.

    "A stick of incense time. The one with the most in the ring wins."

    As soon as the voice fell, Dong Hewei, who was in the early Jindan stage of Changying Peak, shouted, "Please advise!"

    Five people held red tassel hook and sickle, the first two and the third, the hook tip aura suddenly rose, and the strong wind whistled.

    Yu Dong looked ugly and stared at the two golden pills.

    What are they going to do?

    But suddenly, there was a coquettish voice in his ear, "Five senior brothers, it's now!"

    "?"

    In his doubts, a smell of honey hoof and meat poured into the tip of his nose.

    Don't say, which guy bought it from Yueyang Tower, it's really fragrant. No, it seems to be more energetic than the burning hoof of Yueyang Tower!

    The second row of the middle knife scar Jindan, which he focused on, was instantly entangled by two treasure lights.

    No, it's not entangled, it's like a corpse!

      But soon this little tip was also caught up by this treasure light, and turned to be swallowed.

    It is hopeless to watch.

    And soon this wrapped in golden elixir, standing, twitching, as if being trampled on the chest by something!

    Yu Dong:

     "What is the fifth senior brother in a daze? Hit him down! " Hang Wan'er shouted angrily.

    Yu Dong woke up with a start, hurriedly poured a jade green ruler into his whole body to cultivate, and slammed the head of this immobile Jindan... But the moment he took the picture, he was stunned Then, he turned his spiritual power and patted him from the opponent's chest instead, and pushed him down only one-third of a meter along the edge of the ring...

    The good-looking onlookers in the audience were still waiting to see how powerful the two golden pills were. The result was a heavy bang, only to see the hidden trump card of the early golden pill in Changying Peak, wrapped into a meat dumpling. , slapped the ruler, grumbled, and rolled off the ring...rolled to their feet.

    Everyone took a step back, two steps.

    This golden elixir can't stop rolling in the early stage.

    But before they had time to discuss, they heard another bang...

    As soon as they looked up, everyone turned pale with shock. They saw that the chief disciple of Changying, Dong Hewei, was also **** with five flowers. With a push, he also rolled off the ring from the right side.

    "Senior Brother Dong! Brother Chen!" The only three Changyingfeng left on the stage exclaimed.

    The five-man formation they practiced for ten years was broken before they met an opponent! ?

    They were shocked and anxious, the three foundation-building cultivators suddenly poured their spiritual energy into Hongying, "To Qiongfeng, don't even think about winning today!"

    But as soon as the person finished speaking, Wu Dao Huaguang tied the three of them!

    Everyone:

    Yan Yan was expressionless, "offended."

    He raised the sword in his hand, but without urging the sword move, he sent the three figures of them flying out of the ring.

    Under the stage, Dong Hewei just broke free from the shackles of the spiritual weapon on his body, his face changed greatly, and he was busy catching the falling junior brother.

    On the first floor of the tower, the audience was silent.

    But five breaths, the outcome is already divided.

    And the way of winning and losing is so strange.

    Even Elder Judgment was stunned for a moment, then said quietly, "To Qiongfeng... wins."

    All the disciples woke up like a dream.

    Shuangjindan, just defeated?

    Not to mention the five members of Changying Peak, even the disciples who were watching under the ring and the other peaks waiting to be challenged in the ring did not respond, and the battle was over.

    They all looked at the special arena of Qiongfeng in unison.

    At this moment, I saw Su Yu sitting in the spacious peak master position, with slender hands, holding a purple sand teapot, leisurely pouring a clear tea soup into her jasper teapot.

    Her expression showed no surprise or joy at all, as if everything was expected.

    "They knew they would win?"

    "This is not certain, others hide a golden elixir, how do you know that Zhi Qiongfeng does not hide one?"

    "Hey, Changying is too miserable, and the loss is unclear. Fortunately, the first day of the battle, their peak master did not come, otherwise wouldn't it be vomiting blood on the spot?"

    "I am afraid that today is the inner demon that Senior Brother Dong will cultivate in the future!"

    Everyone was talking about it, Dong Hewei crossed the ring with a complicated look and walked to Hang Waner who was at Qiongfeng.

    "Can you tell me why you haven't used the five Huaguang treasures that bound me and my junior brother just now in the past few years? Is it the order of senior brother Xiao before he left? ?"

    Their ten years of hard work was in vain, and they were defeated by a treasure.

    I can't win against Xiao Muge, nor can I win against his junior brothers and sisters.

    They are a joke!

    Dong Hewei looked pained as he spoke.

    Hang Wan'er has always had a general impression of male cultivators and didn't want to talk too much. But at this moment, she couldn't put on a bad face, and she really felt that the other party was a little pitiful.

    "It's not to keep my hand. I...also just received a gift from the second senior sister two months ago."

    Yu Dong: "??"

    Dong Hewei was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to laugh, "Two months ago? It turned out to be so, and it was also fate. Is this the way of Senior Brother Xiao? , a mouthful of blood spit out from his chest.

    "Senior brother!" The brothers and sisters of Changying Peak were immediately anxious.

    Dong Hewei waved his hand, "It's nothing, I know that I didn't leave my hand to Qiongfeng in the past, Brother Xiao did not despise me, and the stagnation in my heart is gone. Today's big competition, cold water, let me know the variables in the world Thousands of thousands, only to improve the cultivation base, it is not too late."

    He bowed his hands to Hang Waner, "Thank you, junior sister, for telling me, go to my inner demon. Next year, I hope that I can stand on the ring of Changying Peak again to Qiongfeng, and then I will compete again."

    After saying that, Dong Hewei turned around and left quickly with his juniors.

    Only then did Hang Waner react, "I almost let a golden pill give birth to a demon?"

    Yu Dong: “…”

    Yan Yan held the sword expressionlessly.

     "However, I have cured another demon of Jindan." Hang Waner sighed with red lips.

    Yu Dong: “…”

    Yan Yan: "…"

    Hang Wan'er suddenly felt that male cultivators were nothing.

    In an instant, her mood moved slightly, and the knot in her heart for many years seemed to be faintly shaken.

    "Senior brother, you are right. The Zhiqiong Peak where Donglang is located is really strong." Zhu Ying saw the five people from Qiongfeng come back, and couldn't help feeling, especially excitedly looking at The tall and straight figure in blue clothes fluttered with admiration in his eyes, "He defeated Jindan early stage."

    Qian Qingqiu picked up the jasper tea cup on the table and pressed it to his lips.

    Just now, he also thought of the moment he was bound.

    It's hard to look back.

    He looked at Su Yu and said with emotion, "Your Seventh Junior Sister's Five Immortals Rope is lean again."

    Su Yu took a sip of tea, took out a plate of spring plum paste from the mustard bag, and took a piece into his mouth, "Reluctantly."

    Qian Qingqiu was taken aback.

    "The style of wrapping is messy, and the presentation is not aesthetic. It is really rude to serve it on the table like this."

    Qian Qingqiu put down the tea cup half-payment. Fortunately, he has formed an alliance with Zhi Qiongfeng, otherwise he would have been in the game!

    "Senior sister, we won!" Hang Wan'er rushed off the ring at the first time, and returned to the tea seat where she rested at the top of the peak.

    Yan Yan's expression did not change, he just wiped the blade with a cloth and put it into the mustard bag.

    But obviously there is a trace of admiration for Su Yu in his eyes.

    Yu Dong got off the ring, but his footsteps were a little vain. I also felt stinging and drying up because of too much loss.

    "Donglang, are you all right?" Zhu Ying supported him worriedly.

    "The spiritual power is exhausted," he smiled soothingly at Zhu Ying, "don't worry."

    "Donglang, you are just amazing."

    "Where, I'm just cooperating with Seventh Junior Sister." Yu Dong is modest, but the feeling of being praised also makes his mind wander, and it seems to be more pleasant than friends in foreign countries.

    But she was feeling comfortable, but was reminded by Hang Wan'er, "The second fight is about to begin, Senior Brother Gang has used too much spiritual power, that Jindan can't run the spiritual power under the rope of the Five Immortals, you Just a light pile, 10% of strength is enough."

      Shouldn't it be the Five Immortals Cloth!

    This is the work of which master refining master, it is really amazing.

    The corners of Yu Dong's handsome peach blossom eyes revealed doubts.

    But feeling the spiritual power being consumed, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'll adjust my breath with my knees crossed now."

    Speaking of this, he was stunned, thinking of the white porcelain sea bowl he got when he left in the early morning.

    …

    Under the ring, everyone looked complicated.

    "Zhi Qiongfeng has such a magic weapon, I really did not expect it."

    "Did you not hear about it? That nun only got the third-grade Lingbao two months ago, and her luck is really bad. But the next game may not be certain. It takes a lot of spiritual power every time, and the female cultivator has only established the foundation, how many times can she persist?"

    "Yes, there are too few of them. The face of the Qiankun ruler is like dirt, and the steps are vain, I am afraid that they will not be able to get on the next round."

    The spiritual power of any monk is not inexhaustible.

      And Zhi Qiongfeng has to face more than a dozen challenges today, and it can't hold it at all.

    "It seems that the people in the next few games are going to miss it, hahaha!"

    …

    Listening to these challenging laughter, Yu Dong, who sat down cross-legged, turned gloomy.

    It's all him, just consumed too much.

    'Given by the second senior sister, use when the combat power is not enough—'

    When Yu Dong Dantian was tired, he suddenly remembered.

    After hesitating for a moment, he took out the white porcelain sea bowl from the mustard bag.

    As far as he could see, he couldn't help but pause.

    Yu Dong was stunned, and immediately stretched out his hand, curiously peeling the vivid Chunmei Dan from the middle.

    The soft touch feels softer than ordinary tonic pills, and after peeling it off, you can see a dark brown sandwich inside.

    Yu Dong was stunned for a moment, and turned to laugh and cry.

    It turned out to be wrapped in Lingling Pill!

    No wonder he couldn't recognize it, which alchemist was so idle to do this useless thing? No matter how beautiful the Spirit Replenishing Pill looks, the cultivator still values ​​the effect of replenishing spiritual energy.

    This critical moment of life and death, who will appreciate its appearance?

    Yu Dong felt that this thing was mostly deceived. It's just a false statement, the alchemist gave the supplementary pill a random name of Chunmei Pill, and 80% even raised the price.

    'Second Senior Sister said, when taking it, hold it in one mouthful...'

    It really is her style. Yu Dong smiled bitterly. Her water-breaking sword was well-known back then and was not powerful enough, but when activated with 30% spiritual power, it was as beautiful as the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens. For this reason, the refiner asked for 15,000 more spirits. stone.

    Even though she was favored by her master a few years ago and won a lot of spirit stones, she should not be so squandered.

    Is it possible that she feels that a layer of flower shape on the outside can protect the medicinal power, is there any bonus to the medicinal effect? If they all move into Yuqiongfeng in the future, and she is so willful, how can he explain to Yingying?

    Hey.

    Before he started to adjust his breath, the Nanxun basic mental method he practiced started automatically from the second vein of Rendu, and the spiritual energy Bobo came from the tower... Yu Dong suddenly returned to his senses, this I felt a sweet and sour between my teeth.

    It turned out that the Chunmei Dan, which had just been put into his mouth, had already been subconsciously bitten by him. The soft and glutinous skin had a little elasticity. A contraction.

    Not only did the meridians run faster, but also the sea of ​​consciousness was sober, and he could clearly hear the discussions within five feet around him.

    'There is a smell of meat, can you smell it? Why is there a fragrance of plum blossoms now? "

      ’

    'I'm a little hungry, hey, let's drink a bigu pill! ’

    Yu Dong not only heard it, but closed his eyes, he even saw two foundation-building cultivators talking five feet away!

    Wait, isn't he overdrawn?

    Why do you still hear the conversation five feet away?

    In the blink of an eye, the meridians all over his body ran a small Zhoutian exercise, and his spiritual energy recovered half? !

    Combined with the slightly sour taste, this sweetness is just right, like the early morning dew just collected from the pink leaves of the spring plum, it is not too greasy, but reveals a faint plum fragrance, and has The purity of rootless water, this elegant taste circulated between his teeth, which complemented the soft taste of this medicinal herb.

    And just as he was disappointed, his Tongshen exercise method... turned around for a small week!

    "?!"

    What happened?

    Is this a fantasy?

    Yu Dong swallowed a mouthful of Meidan with difficulty, lingering in the sweet and sour taste, and even more shocked by the speed of the exercise.

    The result is just this meditation, I haven't come up with a reason, and the meridian exercises are wandering, and it has automatically completed three weeks!

    In just two moments, he has recovered 25% of his spiritual power!

    This...what is the speed of pranayama!

    Yu Dong's sea of ​​knowledge set off monstrous waves, and half of the side of his face was hot and painful.

    For the nourishing pills outside, only one stick of incense can restore 20% of the spiritual power.

    But this spring plum blossom, just blink for a moment.

    Yu Dong couldn't even think about how many spirit stones this medicine pill would cost.

    He doesn't dare to pinch the tactic easily now, because before the tactic is done, the kung fu has already operated on its own, and the speed is astonishing. If he squeezes the tactic and puts his mind into it, will his meridians burst open because his spiritual power recovers too quickly?

    Yu Dong trembled slightly.

    Spiritual power has recovered 50%!

    Sixty percent!

    Not yet...

    "The fifth senior brother and the second senior sister said that Chunmei Dan is better with Liuan melon slices." Hang Waner handed over the saucer.

    Yu Dong took a jasper tea cup with difficulty.

    With just such an action, he has recovered his spiritual power to ten percent.

    What's better with tea?

    How better? Take a sip of tea and eat another Chunmei Dan. He won't just sit here and break through, right?

    …

    "In the third round, Zhenxuan Peak challenged to Qiong Peak."

    On the ring, the elder Judgment sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.

    "Twin Peaks, please."

    "Huh Zhenxuan Peak? They have long spiritual powers, and they are able to deal with residual blood to Qiong Peak. Oh, there is a good show to watch!"

    "Zhenxuanfeng is going to miss out, and half of the spiritual power of the sword cultivator who just arrived at Qiongfeng in the second game."

    "The disciples of the Qiankun Ruler were exhausted in their spiritual power. They didn't play in the second game, and now it's too late to recover. At most, only one or two of the five can barely fight. How does this compare?"

    There was a lot of discussion.

    Zhenxuanfeng also showed luck.

     Elder Judgment looked at Qiongfeng with some pity.

    However, in an instant they tower on the ring—

    Not to mention the exhaustion of spiritual power, even the slightest consumption of a game can't be seen. It's like adjusting the breath for three days and three nights, and returning to the peak of the vigorous appearance.

    Zhen Xuanfeng: "?"

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