Yuan Fei was really scared at this time. If he couldn't absorb the mist back, if the situation was good, he would always live like a mummy. If the situation was bad, he would die at any time due to the exhaustion of essence and blood in his body. His hair in the Qi training stage did not condense a crystal of spiritual consciousness in his mind. If he died, he would die. The only thing worthy of gratitude is that he could fall into reincarnation after death. Unfortunately, it would be another person's luck and had nothing to do with him.

Yuan Fei took a deep breath and then slowly closed his eyes. Although he had not practiced the "Absorbing Qi and Returning Yuan" in "The Story of the Story of the Sutra", he was almost ruined by him. He remembered every word and every sentence in it clearly. Yuan Fei carefully recalled every chapter and every word of the "Absorbing Qi and Returning Yuan". According to the scriptures, after using the magic of "Absorbing Qi and Returning Yuan", a colorless aperture will be formed in front of him. After the aperture absorbs mana, it will escape back into his body by itself. There is no trick to recover the return ring. At this time, the mist cannot be retracted. He probably has the crux of the mist. His magic power is insufficient and he cannot generate the aperture, but the mist absorbs the essence, qi, blood and flesh of the body. His body is too weak and not enough to recall the mist.

Yuan Fei was stunned after knowing the crux of the problem. Why? Because knowing the crux of the problem is equivalent to losing his hope. His body is weak and unable to recall the mist. This is an unsolvable problem. He cannot move now and cannot improve his physical weakness at all, which means he can only lie here and wait to die.

Just as Yuan Fei was about to cry without tears, his forehead suddenly became slightly hot, and the unrecognizable head appeared in Yuan Fei's shriveled eyes. Old Xiao's body was still holding Yuan Fei tightly at this time, and the half of the uninhabited head was dripping with boiling blood, dripping on Yuan Fei's head.

In a daze, Yuan Fei bit his teeth and stretched his heart, closed his eyes hard, opened his shriveled mouth and began to suck the blood dripping from Xiao Lao's head.

Although the essence and blood of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are not magical medicines for mortals, they are a great tonic. The blood circulates continuously in the monk's body. The monk's mana is roasting blood every day to enhance the vitality of the body. Every drop contains the divine essence refined by magic power.

Dozens of drops of blood entered the abdomen, Yuan Fei's body suddenly became warm, and then it seemed like it was burning. A stream of heat rolled out from his stomach, instantly turning into countless hot and hot swords to start attacking Yuan Fei's meridian blood vessels.

Yuan Fei couldn't help but moan in pain. Originally, the blood of the foundation-building monk was not very useful to the Qi training monk, which could only slightly activate blood and replenish qi. However, at this time, Yuan Fei's body was shriveled and his body was absorbed by the technique of absorbing Qi and returning to the Yuan Dynasty and transformed into the Guiyuan mist on his head. It can be said that even an ordinary person who is about to die. The blood of the Foundation-building monk at this time became a highly toxic medicine for him. You must know that the deficiency is not replenished. If you give the dying person a bowl of turtle soup that is ten years old, you can take his life in one breath. Yuan Fei's physical condition at this time was worse than that of the dying person, and the blood of the foundation-building monk was much more nourishing than the soup that turtle soup that turtle soup that turtle for ten years was much more nourishing.

At this time, Yuan Fei's shriveled face was flushed unnaturally, and hot air spurted out from his mouth and nose. Seeing that Yuan Fei was about to be "replenished" to death, the white mist finally reacted. He swayed for a few times and suddenly penetrated into Yuan Fei's body.

ah!

Yuan Fei screamed, and his muscles suddenly protruded, and each trace of muscle fiber became as thick as a finger. Yuan Fei's originally shriveled body suddenly increased several times at this time, and his clothes instantly swelled. Old Xiao's body, which was originally tightly wrapped around him, was broken into several sections with a bang. Yuan Fei's body was squirming and swelling, like life, and the muscle tendons were swelling back and forth, completely gone.

The Guiyuan Misty absorbed the true essence of Mr. Xiao’s natal life. Although Mr. Xiao’s magic power was damaged one after another only equal to about tenth level of the Qi training stage, such cultivation is not something that Yuan Fei can absorb and accept, a hair of the fourth level of the Qi training stage.

Yuan Fei was like a fish bladder that was about to be broken, bulging round and expanding. Yuan Fei knew that he would be exploding by Mr. Xiao's magic power in his body in a few breaths. He quickly suppressed and concentrated the violent and cruel Mr. Xiao's magic power in his body according to the method of gathering Qi in "Absorbing Qi and Returning Yuan". This method cannot refine Mr. Xiao's magic power, but it can push too much magic power to a special position and slowly digest it in the future. This is also a fundamental method of absorbing Qi and Returning Yuan.

A monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage absorbed another monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage and could not digest the other party's cultivation immediately. He could only store it and slowly refine it into his own cultivation. Therefore, in "Receiving Qi Returning to the Yuan of the Containment Stage", it is divided into three gates: the method of absorbing Qi, the method of gathering Qi, and the method of transforming Qi, which is indispensable! As the method of gathering Qi was harshly activated by Yuan Fei, his rapidly expanding body immediately stabilized and began to slowly contract.

The meal was as long as more than ten years for Yuan Fei. Finally, Yuan Fei compressed and condensed Mr. Xiao’s natal true energy into his dantian, thus restoring himself to its original state.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yuan Fei felt like he was a reincarnation. It took only two quarters of an hour from the time he entered Jingyang Hutong to the moment he started to now. Yuan Fei had experienced several life and deaths and had been dancing on the threshold of the gate of hell.

At this time, Yuan Fei, who had been reborn from death, couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion when he looked at the body of Old Xiao who had turned into several sections. The road to cultivation was really unpredictable and difficult. The majestic cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building just now had his body and spirit destroyed after a while and was killed by a small head like him.

Yuan Fei just sighed a little, when will he not leave now?

Yuan Fei walked to the broken old man Xiao and stretched out his hand and touched it. He took out a token. Yuan Fei didn't even look at it and it disappeared without looking. It was the invisible ability of the thief in the thief. He hid things but disappeared.

Yuan Fei touched it again but had no gains. Yuan Fei turned around and went to find the golden shuttle he had just thrown out to disperse the magic-calling hand. That thing was something he touched from Old Man Ge, which was very important to him, and it was one of the clues to find Ge Hong for the thief.

Yuan Fei searched twice on the spot, and suddenly saw sweat on his forehead, and the golden shuttle disappeared.

What was called Ding You was surprised was that Mr. Xiao's green disc disappeared. This shock made Yuan Fei sweat in his back. After carefully looking at Mr. Xiao, he was sure that he was indeed dead and could not die again. Yuan Fei looked around and checked carefully. Finally, a suspicious footprint appeared. Unfortunately, the footprint was only one-quarter of the size, and it was just a slight point on the ground. Then, only the same footprints were seen ten feet away around him. It was obvious that the Golden Shuo and the Green Plate were stolen by the footprinter.

Yuan Fei never dreamed that he had practiced the "Stolen Sutra" and thought that he was the best in the world. Today, someone stole his things from under his nose. He still didn't know at all, but he couldn't blame him. The man obviously stole the Golden Shuo and the Green Pan while Yuan Fei condensed and compressed the true essence of Mr. Xiao's life. At that time, even if someone stabbed Yuan Fei with a knife, Yuan Fei didn't know.

Yuan Fei gritted his teeth and pondered for a moment, and several balls of flames formed on his hands and shot towards Old Xiao's corpse. The flames completely refined Old Xiao's corpse in half a moment. This was already Yuan Fei's greatest magic limit. During this period, Yuan Fei carefully wiped out all the traces that appeared here. The thief was invisible and focused on disappearing traces. He was naturally familiar with it.

Everything was sorted out, Yuan Fei's eyes swept around and then his body flashed and disappeared.

Everything returned to peace again, Jingyang Hutong was still empty...

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Chapter completed!