Rebirth of the Bitch [Transmigration Book]

After that, Qi Mu withdrew his paw resentfully, and his eyes seemed to be full of affection. There was only one person in the amber eyes, and he took over the whole world.

Yuan Luo seemed to be a little absent-minded. After hastily washing, he carried the man out soaking wet, and changed into a clean robe after a flash of black light.By the way, I put one on Qi Mu.

Being hugged by this person makes me feel slightly drunk, the cold temperature is more fascinating than the warm spring, the true essence circulates in the body, the heavy and weak torso is no longer so lifeless, and the spirit is always constant There are good times and bad times.

Not long after he was excited, a sense of tiredness hit his soul, almost the moment he landed, the boy closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Fighting for the life of an old man in the Nascent Soul Realm, since ancient times, no low-level monk has ever done it, basically even dare not even think about it.

If there is a gap of thousands of zhang between Yinling Realm and Yuandan Realm, then once it is condensed into Yuanying, it is not just a simple moat.At that level, whether it is spiritual power, true essence cultivation, or the degree of soul condensing, it is far from the Yuan Dan level, let alone the spirit-leading level where the consciousness cannot be released!

However, at that moment, Void could feel the extremely violent energy fluctuations across an infinite distance, and it turned out to be a full blow from the Nascent Soul generation!Fighting against these juniors with a high-level attitude, this experience is no longer an ordinary competition between the disciples of the Eighth Palace, or this experience has no value.

——just a one-sided massacre.

So much so that before he arrived, the demon lord who saw the bloody slaughter scene showed no emotion at all.At that moment, I finally couldn't sit still.

He saw the young man fighting desperately, fighting like a madman against an impossible opponent with only half his life left, the ferocious paranoia in his eyes, the completely desperate way of fighting, fighting to the last drop of blood, his pupils darkened In an instant, there was an emotion for no reason, I don't know if it was heart palpitations.

Suddenly thinking of the first time they met, that person's pupils were shining brightly, as if he was smiling.

Your Majesty, I love you.If you want to vent your anger, then just hit me, I'm good at beating and I'm not afraid of pain.

The blood flew and stained the sapphire ground red, the bones were shattered and spit out blood foam, and the meridian ruptured may die at any time... It is very durable and not afraid of pain, so even death is no different from sleeping, even if it is seriously injured, it is no different from usual Same.

So persistent, what is it for?

——I will not let you down, I will do my best to eradicate all those who defy you, those who defy you, those who defy you, even though I am weak, you can use me without any scruples...

Yuan Luo's expression was gloomy, and under the crystal light, his whole body was like a statue, immortal from ancient times.

"It's clearly not the person thousands of years ago..."

With a low voice, with unpredictable and complicated thoughts: "Isn't it?"

The young man was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. Under the crystal soft light, the light brown shimmer in his long hair looked extraordinarily soft. His head rested gently on the demon lord's chest, and his face was extraordinarily peaceful.

Yuan Luo watched intently, without saying a word.

Suddenly, a thought hit my mind like lightning.His chest tightened, and then he looked at the young man's face suddenly, and then he thought of something - when this man was close to him, he never had the slightest defense...

Really have no defense at all!

Tighten slightly, hugging more firmly.

"I promise you, I will not break my promise. Rest assured..."

If you are obsessed with revenge, then develop well here and see where you can go.The deity will not obstruct.

After returning to the bedroom, the bloody smell had faded away, and the huge room was spotless and returned to its original state.

The seriously injured person didn't realize it, and occupied the demon king's bed openly, and the latter sat upright all night again.

The time in the Shenquan was the most indulgent since Qi Mu traveled. He had just walked on the edge of life and death, and he might be exhausted physically and mentally.

Whether it is a relaxing time or a life-and-death struggle, once he has made up his mind to do something, it turns out that it is really difficult to give up.Saiki knows exactly what he wants, what he wants to do, and what he must do.For this, no expense was spared.

When he woke up, it was still pitch black all around.No matter day or night, this place is always dark and thick as ink.

Qi Mu's head was extremely heavy, and he could hardly feel his body. It was a miracle that he survived the serious injury.He didn't think too much, he lay down quietly, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. The material of this bed has never been seen clearly, but it will be easier to practice on it.

After a long while, he breathed out weakly. His mental strength was too great, and his body was even more overwhelmed. After such a long time, he didn't even refine a single bit of true energy. exactly the same.

Back to the beginning?In other words, all the hard work of so many days was in vain?

Without any more emotions, Qi Mu found that he was unexpectedly calm at the moment.It was almost a fatal blow that could crush a person again, but he accepted it so easily.

With a sigh, the silence was broken.His voice was a little dry: "I fell asleep."

"Five days," said a voice in the darkness, "You slept for five days and five nights."

Qi Mu exhaled slowly and suddenly got stuck in his throat, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "What! Really, I have slept for so long!"

The harvest will be consolidated on the day after the primary experience is over, and the judging results will be announced three days later, so as to select candidates for entering the Sutra Pavilion of Xuantian Temple, and then the "Ascension to Spirit" can improve the cultivation level to a higher degree, and can directly transform from the mortal realm Promoted to the early stage or even the middle stage of spiritual guidance, it will distance itself from ordinary disciples, and it will be more effective in practicing in the future.

That is to say, everything is over?After fighting for a month and exhausting all their efforts, it ended up being nothing?

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he suddenly thought of a very practical problem - the pile of Qiankun bags that he planned to snatch at the beginning were all in the hands of others, and he didn't get them. He used up all the pills in his hands during the desperate fight Medicinal Herb Neidan...

In other words, the current self has nothing.There is nothing I can take out for business.

Everyone's achievements will be checked immediately after the training, and those who are not present will be regarded as giving up their qualifications.Even if the scholar and the others kept their own share, but they never met him at the last moment, and the inner alchemy, etc. that were not given by him, were invalid.As a result, there is no basis for convincing the elders at all.

If I hadn't fainted at the time, everything was still under control, at least I could have arrived at the final opportunity to judge the harvest, but five days have passed...

At this moment, Qi Mu was completely dumbfounded.

It seems that this experience, fighting on the edge of life and death, has no meaning.This is even more unacceptable than returning the body to its original state.

He anxiously wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but his body didn't move at all, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his lips turned white from being bitten.

Yuan Luo approached from the darkness, and said: "You are seriously injured, it is best not to use your true energy within a year."

Qi Mu said: "One year! Then when will my injury heal? That's the end of my training. I am not qualified to enter the Sutra Pavilion. Indeed, now that I am injured like this, I will only be beaten when I return to Xiyuan. "

"Your heart and veins have been damaged, your tendons have been shattered, and your soul has been severely injured. Now your dantian is almost completely shattered.

Cultivation will definitely leave hidden dangers, and it is very possible to retreat instead of advance in cultivation.This deity has sealed your meridians all over your body, so you can't use your true energy, let alone take strong medicines. Half a year of meditation can make your body recover, but it's better not to break the seal for a year. "

No wonder you can't use your true energy, it's lucky if it's not completely destroyed.

Qi Mu said: "I can't use my true energy, which means I'm a useless person now?"

"Your physical body is stronger than the average person. It is not too late to resume cultivation after a year of recovery by sharpening your physical body and understanding the way of cultivation."

relieved.

It's only a year, and it takes two years to prepare for the Four Great Court Competitions in three years, and I don't know if it will be too late.But fortunately, there is no unparalleled path, since one can achieve [-] jin with one arm without relying on true energy, the stone man's body training method is really mysterious and strange.

But for some reason, Qi Mu couldn't relax.

After a while, the tone was extremely low, and he said softly: "That is to say, there is no need to rush back to Xiyuan. Anyway, I am not the best person in this experience."

The poor monk wants to hit the wall, hit the wall, don't stop me!It's because everyone has a half-temper, and there is no way to know what is going on now, and there is no way to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It is estimated that those people have caught up with the poor monk in strength after they ascended to the spirit!

The dantian is broken and the practice is not as smooth as others. Naturally, I know that the stupid bird flies first. Now that I am reduced to this field, I can’t even fly if I want to. If there are too many changes beyond one's expectations, it will be difficult to handle.

Thinking about it makes my brain numb.Qi Mu felt very aggrieved. When those people were studying various spells and exercises in the Sutra Pavilion, he could only be paralyzed on the bed, and even if he regained his energy, he couldn't last long.

At the moment of dejection, a magnetic voice came: "Who says you are not?"

Qi Mu was still thinking hard, but he couldn't figure out what it meant when he heard this sentence: "Ah?"

"You have done a good job, and you are fully qualified to enter the Sutra Pavilion."

An unspeakable emotion instantly occupied the whole brain, Qi Mu opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to speak: "But, the time has passed, why didn't you wake me up, my lord?"

"You, are you blaming the deity?"

"No. It's my own fault. Even if I have the qualifications to enter, I don't even have the slightest certificate. I have exhausted all the elixir..."

The words were bitter, before Yuan Luo could open his mouth, he coughed and continued.

"In the end, if it wasn't for you, I would have died a long time ago, and now I don't want to ask for anything extravagantly." Qi Mu's eyes wavered slightly, and he sighed softly: "My lord, I have never had no one to rely on, and now only you are left."

He squinted his eyes slightly, and continued: "Although my body is seriously injured, I should be able to walk normally within a few days. I respect the daily affairs and take care of me. I will never forget my kindness. After recovering a little If I continue to bother you like this, I will feel uneasy. However, if I go back to Xiyuan and don’t see my lord, it will be more unacceptable than losing my cultivation..."

This passage was touching, but the cause and effect relationship seemed not obvious. Yuan Luo paused for a while, but heard the young man add something.

"My lord, can you come here?"

The cold wind blows gently, and then there is a slender figure beside him, the whole body is pitch black, as if blending with the darkness, it seems unreal, only a vague outline, except for the white half face, which is as delicate as a perfect work of art, seems to be scattered With a faint cool white light.

He said again, "Can you stretch out your hand?"