Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

An Wuyang thought about it and finally decided to break the seal today.

"Tomorrow is the afternoon class, so you can have a good rest in the morning."

He squatted down and poked one of the magic weapons, "What do I need to do?"

"You need to be in a good mood and trust me."

The look in his eyes was so cute that Jin Chen couldn't help but rub the top of the boy's hair, "But even if there is a magic weapon used to protect the law, breaking the seal will still impact the meridians, which will be very painful."

"I can, for the sake of stronger strength, I can bear it."

An Wuyang's tone was very serious this time, no longer the playful tone in the past.

After all, the return of evil souls will still have an impact. He is about to participate in the tomb gathering of the imperial masters, which represents the reputation of Qinghan Temple. Although Jinchen is here, he does not have to worry about his life safety, but he does not want to Being looked down upon by others.

In the past, there was no way. Even if he put in the effort, there was no way to get corresponding rewards for the seal. Now that he could finally break it, he certainly wouldn't be afraid.

The young man's eyes are fierce and determined, and he is not afraid of wind, waves and hardships.

"Okay, then go and change your Taoist robe." Jin Chen said, "As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you."

"Ok!"

After 10 minutes, everything is ready.

An Wuyang, who had changed into Taoist robes, sat cross-legged, surrounded by seven magic weapons that had been arranged in an array, representing Yin and Yang and the five elements respectively, protected by a seven-star array.

He puts his hands under the navel, puts his tongue against the Tianchi point on the roof of his mouth, closes his eyes slightly, looks inside with light, and looks at his nose with his eyes, his heart with his nose, and his heart with the energy in his Dantian.

After a few moments, I entered a state of complete silence and listened to the breath.

Jinchen holds his natal magic weapon, which is an extremely long blue ruler, to show the impartiality of the inspection department.

When he saw that the young man had entered the realm of cultivation, he floated the ring ruler in the air and became the eye of the seven-star guardian array to deter the surrounding ghosts from coming forward to disturb him, and to gather spiritual energy in case of emergency.

The two fingers of his left hand were pressed together against the center of An Wuyang's brows, and the right hand was hanging in front of his chest. Jinchen also closed his eyes and looked at the Dantian in his body with his spiritual consciousness.

Just like last time, there was still a spiritual spring with turbulent waves under the mist.

Jinchen recited the formula silently and began to slowly tear the seal apart with his mysterious power.

It was okay at the beginning. When An Wuyang noticed the pain, he silently recited the Mind Purifying Mantra to stabilize himself. He felt numbness in his Dantian, accompanied by soreness and swelling along with the heat flow in the Mingmen point, as if something was stirring in his Dantian.

But gradually, as the seal was torn and the true energy flowed around in the meridians, the pain began to become more intense.

The area where the back of the neck connected to the spine was swollen and painful. The true energy traveled through it and collided with the muscles and bones. An Wuyang felt that his flesh and blood were torn apart. The most fragile meridians were severely ravaged by an invisible hand, constantly tearing apart the flesh and blood in his body.

Cold sweat dripped down, An Wuyang's face was as pale as snow, and only instinctive trembling remained.

Jinchen focused all his attention on tearing the seal, and his remaining consciousness was focused on An Wuyang's reaction. Seeing that he was in unbearable pain, he immediately moved away the hand hanging on his chest and activated the seven stars. Protective array.

The golden light lit up as the magic weapon was activated, and the spiritual power gathered into a gurgling stream, entering An Wuyan's body through the heavenly spirit cap on his forehead, soothing the rioting meridians and bones.

His expression finally felt a little better.

At this time, the tearing of the seal has reached the final step.

Jinchen increased the output of his profound energy and turned it into an air blade to tear open the last layer of seal.

In an instant, the surging profound energy was like a volcano erupting, pouring into the Dantian and traveling through the limbs and bones.

An Wuyang's last trace of pain disappeared, and his whole body entered a numb and soft state. His breathing was long and slow. He could feel the zhenqi that was originally flowing in his body. Under the influence of Xuanli, it began to become docile and circulate in Rendu's two meridians.

Jin Chen pulled away his consciousness and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Just then, an accident occurred.

As the breathing time became longer and longer, An Wuyang found that he had no way to tame the profound energy that was still pouring out. They seemed to be conscious, gathering in the lifeline of his abdomen and refusing to return. Dantian.

He felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, his breath was filled with heat, and his originally pale complexion began to turn abnormally flushed.

"hot……"

It felt like my whole body was being burned by flames, but it wasn't painful heat, but like a slow simmer. The numbness hadn't dissipated yet, but the heat surged up.

At this time, An Wuyang's eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes were quivering like butterfly wings, he bit his lower lip to endure the burning sensation, and his face was flushed.

[Something's wrong, host. Why does this poor little guy seem to have been hit by a love potion? 】

Jinchen also noticed something was wrong and reached out to explore An Wuyan's forehead, which was already very hot.

"It's okay. The seal has been broken. Exhale slowly and transfer the profound energy back to the Dantian."

An Wuyao naturally heard his voice, but whenever he wanted to transfer his profound energy, he would be hindered and unable to move at all.

"I can't do it...it's so hot..."

He frowned and his expression became uncomfortable. Even before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously held the corner of Jinchen's clothes.

Helpless, Jin Chen immediately leaned over and pressed his forehead against his, and his spiritual consciousness entered again to check, and finally understood why An Wuyang felt so uncomfortable after breaking through his spiritual power.

The true energy was blocked when it passed through the Weilu point, and the true energy that should have flowed to the Dantian accumulated in the lifeline of the lower abdomen, triggering a wave of love.

He first threw 0731 into the dark room.

"It's okay, open your eyes." Jinchen woke him up softly.

An Wuyang, who heard the sound, thought that Jinchen had come up with a solution, and finally stopped trying to bring the spiritual power back, opened his eyes and exited the realm of cultivation.

As soon as he regained consciousness, his numb body fell to the side. He was unable to grasp Jinchen's fingers, and his consciousness was burned and confused.

"Brother Chen...it's so hot and uncomfortable."

Jin Chen held the man in his arms and explained to him as briefly as possible, "It's okay. You must release your essence now to relieve the stagnation of your true energy."

An Wuyang listened half-comprehensively. Now he was no longer able to think about these issues. He only knew that the skin on Jinchen's body was so cold that he kept digging into his arms.

"Uncomfortable." He pressed his cheek tightly against Jin Chen's neck and rubbed it. He heard the words "to release the essence" but didn't know what to do. The Taoist robe was already messy due to the rubbing.

"Brother Chen, help me..."

An Wuyang's tone was coquettish, his eyes were filled with mist, and his cheeks were flushed.

Jin Chen was filled with anger because of him, his eyes became extraordinarily deep, his fingertips rubbed the young man's lips, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"It's okay, do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't understand." An Wuyang said confidently. Seeing that Jinchen hadn't moved for a long time, he thought he didn't want to help him. He curled his lips and lay down softly.

"You won't help me... bad guy."