"Oh, since that's the case, when he recovers, he will see how he chooses. If he wants, let him stay in the sect." As he said that, the Tai Chi Sect Master stood up and said resolutely: "Everyone, if there is nothing to do, go back to practice. Perhaps a hundred years of silence will no longer exist..." The expression contained deep helplessness, as if he didn't want to let him live.

At this time, in a villa in Huayang Peak, a young man in white was lying on the bed, frowning with his frown, sweating was flowing, as if in great pain. A young and beautiful woman next to him was wiping the sweat on her face. The woman was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but her figure was delicate and her big and lively eyes showed a worried look from time to time, while the young man lying was unaware of anything.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a woman in a brocade robe couldn't help but walk in. She smiled at the girl's expression and said, "Ling'er, why are you here?" The girl blushed and said, "Master, I, I, I heard from several senior brothers and sisters that a genius figure even the master praised us. So..." The woman in a brocade robe saw the expression of her favorite apprentice, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Ling'er, go back to practice, leave it to the master." The girl looked at Huaxiang lying on the bed and looked at her master again, and handed the handkerchief to the master with some reluctance and said, "Master, why don't I better call the servant."

"Haha, no need, the master wants to treat him, and others cannot disturb him." The woman in the brocade robe couldn't help but say. When the girl heard her master's answer, she had to walk out of the room and looked inside reluctantly when she closed the door. Seeing her apprentice performing this way, the woman couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that you are really charming, even the little princess of Huayang Peak was fascinated by you." But the young man on the bed didn't realize anything. Isn't this person the master of Huayang Peak just now?

Looking at the painful expression of the young man on the bed, the Lord of Huayang Peak sighed: "If you were not infected with the Blood Transformation Curse, how great would it be?" The expression was cold and deep, and then he pinched the magic trick with his hands. Suddenly, waves of pure spiritual energy began to be input into Huaxiang's body to help suppress the erosion of the Blood Transformation Curse. With the input of the spiritual energy, Huaxiang's expression began to ease, and it was no longer so hideous and terrifying.

After a cup of tea, the Lord of Huayang Peak stopped, a trace of sweat left on his forehead, and sighed: "If you hadn't your will, you would have been afraid that the chemical spell would have eroded into your dantian long ago. I could only suppress it. I would have to rely on you in the future." After that, I walked out of the room.

After the Lord of Huayang Peak left, Huaxiang suddenly stood up, a purple light flashed on his forehead, and then he disappeared into the room. In the Jiulong Pray, two people, black and white, looked at each other directly opposite each other. It was Huaxiang and the clone that entered the Jiulong Pray. The clone raised his hand and placed it on Huaxiang's dantian. Then black energy entered Huaxiang's dantian. Huaxiang in the inner room realized that his dantian was terrifying at this time. Huaxiang's dantian was now occupied by three forces. The first was Huaxiang's spiritual power, at the innermost point, and the second was the demon's blood-transforming curse, which tightly wrapped the energy in the dantian and slowly eroded. If it continued like this, the spiritual power that could not be used for enough money would be swallowed up sooner or later. At that time, Huaxiang would be really

The third type is a ray of green spiritual power. It is the spiritual power of Huayang Peak that just now inputs Huayang Peak to suppress the blood transformation curse. The power of this spiritual power is extraordinary. It tightly wraps the energy of the black blood transformation curse without overflowing. However, it has not been eroded. Huaxiang wants to enter the Nine Dragon Purple after being hit by the Blood Transformation Curse. Unfortunately, there were too many people next to him at that time. Huaxiang knew that if people knew that he had a treasure like the Nine Dragon Purple, what was waiting for him would be a very miserable end. Every man was innocent and the guilt of possessing a treasure Huaxiang deeply understood. In Xianyu Mountain, if he had not exposed his martial arts cultivation with impulse, he would not have ended up jumping off the cliff.
Chapter completed!