The woman's upper and lower lips wriggled again, and she sucked hard, looking as if she was hungry and thirsty, as if the rain had finally returned after a long drought. The woman's sucking only made Fan Li feel weird.

Fan Li fell into coma after using the thunder pattern. Fairy Zixia was unable to absorb his fire energy and could only rely on the essence of the sun and moon in the vitality bag to nourish his soul.

She had smoked it once before in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, and after taking it, she realized that this substance was powerful and pure, and it exceeded her initial expected effect on the golden flame by several times.

This thing has an immeasurably powerful magical effect on women. If it is possessed by humans, it can directly inhale and refine it, and it will increase the level of cultivation. For women, it can directly nourish the soul without refining it.

Moreover, Fairy Zixia believes that if she continuously absorbs this energy, although she cannot shape the physical body, she can directly practice Yuan Mystic Technique to make the Yuan Shen more solid. If there are hundreds or even thousands of years of practice, the Yuan Shen body can reach

The solidity of the physical body should be able to do it. When the soul body reaches the strength of the physical body, it is another type of monk in the legend of this world, called the "Meteor Immortal".

This means that the fallen monks still live in this world like real people by relying on the mysterious magic of the Yuan Dynasty. This kind of fallen monks will be in a state of immortality as long as their Yuanshen does not collapse.

Moreover, the great magical power of the Yuan Shen Body can be used to compete with the ancestors of the Golden Core Stage. They are a very special kind of alien in this world.

The Fallen Immortal is just a legend in this world. Because basically no one can find a spiritual creature that will not cause the soul to collapse and will nourish and grow!

What surprised Fairy Zixia was that she seemed to have found the spiritual object that the Fallen Immortal needed, and he was Fan Li. With her knowledge of spiritual herbs and elixirs, she was a silver-level alchemy master, but she was unable to understand this golden elixir.

Energy is something produced by what kind of plant.

After absorbing this energy for the first time, Zixia Fairy decided not to take away the body for the time being, but to follow this person first. Should she become the Meteor Fairy? Or have a body again? It must be carefully weighed.

Fan Li's appearance might be her 'luck' after she survived the catastrophe. God had mercy on her, and the great opportunity he had given her could not be missed like this, otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life.

When Fairy Zixia had finished sucking, Fan Li took back his finger and saw two deep tooth marks on it. This senior sucked hard enough. He was "feeding" at all costs, I hope she can bring him

Have some surprises.

As night fell, the two of them staggered towards the small courtyard. The advantage of dual spiritual cultivation is that you can do other things after doing good things.

Even when they were walking home, the two of them were stuck together and worked hard. Once Le Dan sat on it, he basically didn't want to get down. Unless there are special circumstances, he will not stop practicing. This is called real practice.

As time goes by! It never stops.

At this moment, in a very secret basement of the Ye Family Courtyard, Ye Mao knelt on his knees. Above him, an old man in green clothes asked seriously: "Have you thought about it? If you really want to awaken the blood spirit of your ancestors,

Awaken for you the gift of smell that the dog can follow thousands of miles away?"

Ye Mao's nose was filled with mucus flowing in and out, and he said resolutely: "Great-grandfather, my great-grandson has decided. I don't want to have a runny nose anymore and be laughed at. Even if he loses half of his soul power, his great-grandson will not

Frowning."

The old man continued expressionlessly: "You should have realized this a few years ago. You are the only one in the Ye family who is qualified to awaken the power of blood. Mei Niang's talent is better, no.

If you need to awaken, you will have the talent of bloodline tracking inherited from your ancestors. And it is the purest bloodline power. It has been more than a thousand years, and it has only taken a descendant of the Ye family to have such a person."

In the old man's eyes, when he talked about Mei Niang, there was a hint of strange emotion that was difficult to detect...

In the medicine garden, the small courtyard at the back of the mountain, in the boudoir of the two of them. Fan Li quietly looked at the magical thing floating in the air in front of him. A ball of white light as big as a fist. This was the white bones left behind after Wu Cheng's death.

Windclaw's breaking spirit.

After the original owner of this thing dies, and the fighting spirit dissipates, all the spirit of the magic that he had in his life will escape from the body and float around the corpse, and will not dissipate for millions of years.

If this Chajue monk has practiced ten kinds of Chajue, then he will be ten groups of Chajue spirits. Congratulations, you will definitely honor your ancestors and become an overlord or a rich man on the continent.

Regarding the creation and origin of the spirit of Chajue, it has always been the most mysterious thing in this continent. The Chajue currently circulating on the continent are basically the relics of the ancestors who have been passed down on this continent for millions of years.

Cha Jue and fighting spirit, this is the preferred way to practice for omnipotent waste. But at this time, Fan Li no longer has this idea. Because the alchemist cannot inspire fighting spirit. The violent fighting spirit cannot assist in alchemy. Moreover, the disciples of Shenshan

, cannot inspire fighting spirit. As for why, Fan Li guessed that it has something to do with the cultivation method.

Fan Li could only smile bitterly when facing this top-notch white-lined Chajue Spirit, which was well-known in the Yanshang Continent. The most important thing was that Fan Li already knew that he and the Chajue Spirit had an inextricable and mysterious relationship. Maybe it was.

It's a war pattern master. Maybe it's the ground pattern master that Wu Cheng said.

"Earth Pattern Master? Can you inspire your own fighting spirit? War Pattern Master, what means do you use to inspire and transform spiritual energy?" Fan Li muttered to himself, shaking his head helplessly.

But the next moment, Fan Li held the Spirit of Jue in his palm, and with a flash of blue light in his eyes, he could clearly see the line structure inside. It turned out to be twisted into countless mysterious patterns that were as white as bones.

After carefully examining it for a while, Fan Li showed a knowing smile on his face, as if he had understood some secret. He stretched out his finger and inserted it into the pattern as big as a fist.

A dazzling light burst out from the white light ball. Fan Li moved his fingers and slightly moved the core white bone pattern inside. From this point of view, the messy white bone pattern appeared more harmonious.

Fan Li retracted his fingers with satisfaction. Suddenly, the blue light of the Jue Spirit in front of him shined brightly, and it made a buzzing sound, like hundreds of white bones and skulls screaming. Moreover, the bones seemed to be like bones.

Above the lines, dozens of white lines flew out, the size of rice grains, spinning around the pile of white bones.

"boom"

There was an explosion, and the brake spirit more than doubled in size. Dao patterns like rice grains rushed into the light group and attached to the white bones. The light converged, and a group of white bones glowing with blue light appeared in front of the two people again.

in front of my eyes.

Fan Li looked at the Sha Ling he had transformed in amazement. Judging from the power it emitted, it was at least twice as powerful as before. This group of Sha Ling seemed to have been upgraded from the white-grained level to the blue-grained level.

"Can I change the attributes of the Shaling Spirit? Haha, sister, aw... aw..."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them moaned at the same time, and another wave of bone-breaking pleasure filled every cell in their bodies.

Le Dan's charming eyes were as silk as silk, and she looked at the new spirit of Chajue that Fan Li had tinkered with, and her face burst into laughter. She was completely obsessed with it and couldn't extricate herself. This was still the spiritual dual cultivation in the bubble period.

True movie period, that’s great!

At this moment, a slight roaring sound came from the Dantian in Ledan's lower abdomen, and a pressure rippled out from inside...

The dull roar lasted for a stick of incense and then stopped. It finally broke through the barrier of the thirteenth level of Peiyuan, and now it has reached the level of cultivation of the fourteenth level of Peiyuan.

Fan Li put the brake spirit into the jade box. In the following time, the two of them had to go down the mountain to report to their adoptive father that they had been accepted as the first disciples of the Great Flame God Mountain.

Thanks to the great kindness of saving his life and the kindness of raising him for six years, he had to go and see his old man anyway. He also had to tell his adoptive father and the fact that he and his sister Le Dan were practicing dual cultivation. From now on, the gifts distributed by Shenshan to his family would still be returned.

It must be handed over to Le Dan by his adoptive father.

As for Li Yongsheng, he had to rely on his adoptive father to warn him not to go to the medicine garden to cause trouble, and a series of other things.

………………

Three days later! In the Alchemy Pavilion, Han Yutong looked at Fan Li with a cold look on his face, and said coldly: "I have said it a long time ago, if you think that we are already married, then

Yes, if not, then there is nothing. As a monk, why should we be bound by these mundane things? Can't we let go of it?"

Fan Li was very disappointed. Han Yutong refused to tell him the truth. He really didn't know why. What he cared about was not just the relationship between the couple, but the abnormality in his Dantian, which seemed to be very involved in this matter.

.

Fan Li smiled bitterly and said: "Han Qian... no! I think we are married, so I can only call you Yutong, or Sister Tong. By the way, how old is Sister Tong this year? As your husband, I should tell you

Just say it! Tomorrow early in the morning, I will go with Shenshan to the place where life and death pass. It is very likely that I will not know the age of my wife even when I die. Isn't this funny? "

Han Yutong trembled inadvertently, and then said after a while: "I will come to give you a ride tomorrow. I have to think about it before telling you. By the way, you must not act on impulse and use thunder patterns when encountering danger.

In that case, you will definitely end up dead, do you understand?"

Of course Fan Li understands this truth, indeed, it is absolutely true.

In the early morning of the next day, the giant beast that had been suspended in the sky above Weishui City, after a long hiss that shocked the surrounding area, moved its hooves and disappeared in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of elders in Weishui City.

Fan Li stood by the window of the beast's attic with tears in his eyes, looking at a mountain several hundred feet away. On a cliff, stood a beautiful figure in a blue dress who had long since become a tearful person. After his vision became blurry again,

The Le Dan is only the size of a sesame seed.
Chapter completed!