Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er walked to the bed and had her spiritual root removed for the first time. She was still a little nervous. Is this difficult to say? There are certain variables in saying it is simple. If He Nanjun can't hold on, it will hurt his roots.

"I'm starting,"

After saying this, Fu Ling'er released the power of chaos in his hand and bestowed it on He Nanjun's Dantian. He quickly probed into the spiritual root. Under the control of the powerful nerve power, the power of chaos turned into fingers, grabbed a little of the spiritual root, and then pulled gently.

"Ugh..." He Nanjun instantly felt huge unbearable pain, and his body subconsciously wanted to curl up, but Cang Yehao and the others quickly held him down.

"Nan Jun, hold on," Cang Yehao held his head and held it down, while Bai Yu, He Yan Qinglan also held down one of his feet.

When Fu Ling'er saw his reaction, she knew she couldn't take it slow and had to pull it out quickly. So she changed her method, no longer pulling hard, but quickly peeling off. The power of chaos turned into a sharp blade, bit by bit, slicing open the flesh surrounding the spiritual root.

"Ah..." He Nanjun was in extreme pain, with veins bulging out and his face looking hideous, and his body was trembling. Even though the three people tried their best to suppress it, they almost couldn't hold it down.

Fu Ling'er moved faster and faster, splitting the skin and flesh, revealing the tender red spiritual root inside, then pinched one end, "zilla" and tore it off.

"Ah..." He Nanjun was knocked unconscious by the intense pain, and his body twitched uncontrollably. After the spiritual roots were removed, the spiritual energy that filled the entire Dantian surged fiercely, already on the verge of a riot.

Fu Ling'er casually penetrated He Nanjun's spiritual platform with a burst of ice spiritual power, causing him to wake up instantly.

"Don't faint, help him sit cross-legged, He Nanjun, hurry up, start using the magic formula," Fu Ling'er said before he finished speaking. The three of them have already put He Nanjun in order.

He Nanjun's consciousness returned. He forcibly controlled his body and sat cross-legged on the couch. The magic formula was running in his mind. The spiritual energy in his body immediately traveled around the body along the meridians, and traveled around the world in an instant.

Fu Ling'er carefully observed his changes and saw that his face was gradually turning red, indicating that he was unable to control the surging spiritual energy. Without saying a word, the power of chaos entered He Nanjun's Dantian again.

The ethereal holy body was stimulated and it was working. A part of the spiritual energy on the surface of the spiritual energy group was rotating crazily, gradually becoming transparent, and then turned into colorless and attributeless spiritual power and poured into the veins in all directions of the Dantian.

However, the spiritual energy above has not been completely transformed, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual energy group has already surged up impatiently. Obviously, the speed of this transformation cannot keep up with the riot of the spiritual energy group.

Fu Ling'er mixed the power of chaos into the violent spiritual energy group and quickly absorbed the spiritual energy in the spiritual energy group for his own use. Fu Ling'er didn't absorb any psychological burden at all, she was helping him.

In this way, He Nanjun worked hard to refine the spiritual energy in the spiritual energy ball, and Fu Linger was also absorbing the spiritual energy in the spiritual energy ball. A balance was reached for a while, and the rioting spiritual energy group was under control.

Cang Yehao's nervous face was sweating, and his eyes were fixed on He Nanjun, fearing that something might happen to him. Now he saw that Nanjun's face looked much better, and he gradually let go of his worries.

Yan Qinglan was interested in the half of the wind spiritual root that Ling'er had peeled off. He carefully observed the half of the spiritual root, which was three inches long and half a circle smaller than a chopstick.

The secret passage turns out that the spiritual root looks like this. Would it be useful if it was implanted into the cultivator's Dantian? Or if this wind spiritual root is integrated into the spiritual root of the wind cultivator, will the wind cultivator become more powerful?

Yan Qinglan thinks a lot and dares to think. So he wanted Sister Ling to give him half of the spiritual root, and he would try it if he had a chance in the future.

Fu Linger's absorption speed was much faster than He Nanjun's refining speed. She saw that the spiritual energy ball gradually became smaller. It was not until the spiritual energy ball had shrunk by more than half a circle that she stopped absorbing it and quickly withdrew it.

At this time, He Nanjun's ethereal holy body was refining faster and faster, and his cultivation level was also rising slowly.

The surprising moment finally arrived. Everyone watched with their own eyes as He Nanjun's cultivation level reached the eighth level, ninth level, and finally the divine beast level.

Attacking the divine beast level requires huge spiritual energy support, and the remaining spiritual energy in his Dantian comes in handy.

But this breakthrough may take a little long. When he gradually entered a good state, everyone relaxed and stopped disturbing him.

Cang Yehao took Fu Linger and others to the living room to drink tea and rest.

"Miss Fu, is Nanjun okay now? He won't get sick again in the future, right?" Cang Yehao still can't believe that Nanjun is fine now.

"Well, yes, judging from his current situation, he is really getting better."

"That's good. Thank you so much. If you can use me Cang Yehao in the future, please feel free to give me your orders. I, Cang Yehao, will never refuse." Cang Yehao is really grateful to Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan. If it weren't for They have good intentions, but Nanjun doesn't know how many more years he will be tortured.

None of those quack doctors could figure out the cause of Nanjun's illness. I don’t know what they are doing for food, it’s so shameful that Nanjun has suffered so many years in vain.

However, what he saw today as Fu Ling'er's treatment method was beyond his expectation. Also, spiritual roots are the foundation for cultivators to endure in cultivation. If you don't have your spiritual roots, you will be a useless person. Who would have thought that Nan Jun could bring such a surprise. The Ethereal Holy Body was something he couldn't even imagine.

How could a normal person dare to pull out his spiritual roots? It was only when he met a brave and talented person like Miss Fu that Nan Jun was reborn.

very nice. Nan Jun's cultivation path will be smoother in the future, and he will live happily. Thinking of this, Cang Yehao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. It was obvious how happy he was in his heart?

"We'll talk about that later. He Nanjun won't have any problems in the future. It's time for us to go back." Fu Ling'er said goodbye. They had stayed at Jiya Inn for many days and it was time to set off.

"No, how can you let your benefactor leave like this? I asked Tongtong to prepare a sumptuous lunch before. Why don't you invite a few of them to go back after lunch?" Cang Yehao couldn't let his benefactor leave like this. , I didn’t even have a meal, how rude.

"Yes, yes, young lady, I've been preparing all morning, you guys should give me some credit, I'm ready." As soon as He Tongtong walked outside the door, he heard Fu Ling'er was about to leave, so what? OK? So she hurriedly walked in to persuade him to stay. She was ready and was about to come over and ask someone to go to the dining room.

"In this case, let's be more respectful than Ling'er, and go back after lunch."

"Okay," Fu Ling'er agreed, but He Tongtong seemed so happy that she smiled from ear to ear.

"Thank you, young lady, for the compliment. I know there are people over there, why don't you invite them over to have a meal with us? It will be more lively as there are many people."

"Okay, Qinglan, go over and call someone,"

Yan Qinglan went to the opposite door to call for someone, while He Tongtong took the four of them to the dining room. Cang Yehao took a look at Nan Jun and saw that he was still practicing, so he didn't bother him and went to the dining room.