Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

The water from the Sifang spring kept bubbling out, and fell into the pool water, making a tinkling sound.

Luo Qing leaned slightly by the pool, with a thin layer of clothes drenched on her body, sticking to her thin and thin shoulders.

Water droplets dripped down the black hair that fell over the shoulders, and slid below the waistline.

Although he is very thin now, his skeletal texture is still there, and his figure is not ugly. With the cleansing of the spiritual energy in the Sifangquan.

The mottled wounds on his body gradually faded away, revealing a jade-like complexion.

Like glass soaked in snow, it is so white that it is crystal clear, with a slight cold light.

After the pain is sealed, soaking in the water, there is only the cold feeling of spring water.

It spreads from the calf to the fingertips, and it is cold.

There was a sound of subtle footsteps, and Mu Qing silently walked to his side, reached out to hold his fingers, and gentle spiritual energy permeated from the fingertips.

But in an instant, it spread throughout the limbs and bones, and the whole body became warm.

Luo Qing trembled slightly, lowered her eyes slightly, fine droplets of water hung on her slender eyelashes, reflecting her face as white as glass, she looked strangely vulnerable.

He sighed softly, "You are a person who treats me well at one time and bad at another. What exactly do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything."

Mu Qing bent his knees, squatted on the grass on his side, brushed his fingers across his shoulders, and landed on his smooth back hidden in the black hair, "Don't you want to reshape your spiritual roots, I'll help you shape them."

Luo Qing was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I can't afford to pay back such a big favor."

Mu Qing snorted coldly, "If I can't pay it back, I owe it."

Fingers fell to the back, pressed lightly, and determined a concave position.

That is the place where the spiritual root grows. If the spiritual root is reshaped, the newly grown spiritual root will also be in the same position.

He lifted up his loose black hair, and pressed his fingers gently there.

A little itchy, Luo Qingwei moved forward to hide, her tone was calm, "I'm afraid I owe too much, so I don't want to pay it back."

Mu Qing pinched his arm, dragged him back, and pressed him against the edge of the pool not to move, "Stay quietly, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of, a debtor.

If you don't want to pay it back, I'll ask your master to go. Didn't you say that he owed it to you? "

The water in the pool was stirred up with a "crash", Luo Qingwei leaned back to the shore again, looked up at him, a bit of surprise and puzzlement flashed in his eyes, "Are you going...to find my master?"

Where to find it, how to find it, and change the things in the left hand to the right.

With a sullen face, Mu Qing raised her jaw and stared at him.

With a glance, "What's the matter, you are an apprentice, you owe me a favor, if you can't pay it back, I will naturally ask him to pay it back.

Repaying debts is a matter of course!Don't let me ask him for debt!

I just want to go!I will beat anyone who dares to stop me. "

Luo Qing coughed twice, not knowing what he wanted to do for a moment.

Feeling quite complicated, and too lazy to argue with him, he said softly, "If you want to go, go."

Mu Qing stared at him for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, suddenly stretched out his palm and waved it in front of his eyes, "Can you see it?"

After he reminded, Luo Qingwei realized that after Mu Qing tore off his black damask, he hadn't put it on again. From the very beginning, he was looking at Mu Qing while talking.

I can see it clearly, and I feel a little relieved, "It should be the spiritual energy of Sifang Spring, which suppressed the toxins in my body."

Mu Qing pinpointed the position of the spiritual root on his back, and pulled all the drenched black hair to the side, revealing a back as white as jade and a thin waist.

He raised his hand and splashed a handful of Lingquan water on it, the water dripped down along the backline, Luo Qing turned his head slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Reshape your spiritual root." Mu Qing pulled out a silver needle about three inches long, pinched his chin, and made him turn his head away, "Don't look, this needle is a bit long, it will hurt when you stick it in. "

It hurts just to look at it... How could he be so fragile, and it wasn't made of Liuli.

Luo Qing slightly wanted to laugh, but her face was frozen, and the corners of her mouth could not be moved, so she obediently turned her head away, exposing her blank back.

Immediately, I was a little puzzled, and spoke to him in a low voice, "To reshape the spiritual root, don't you need to take the bodhi tree heart first?"

Mu Qing kept a cold face and remained silent.

The left hand pressed to the hollow of his back, and the right hand held a thick and long silver needle, dipped in some fragrant ink juice, and slowly rotated the silver needle into the flesh.

In this way, six needles were pierced in succession to surround the depression, leaving a hole the size of a copper coin.

Immediately, he grasped Luo Qingwei's fingers tightly, and interlocked his fingers, slowly transporting the spiritual power in his body.

That kind of spiritual power is not as gentle as before, it has a burning feeling like a flame, from the inside to the outside, like a fire burning from the bottom of the feet.

Soon he was sweating all over his body, Luo Qing lowered his head slightly, looking at those sticky, gray sweat drops.

One by one, they were forced out of his body and rolled into the Sifang Spring, where they were quickly purified by the spring water.

Those are impurities in his body.

He was originally a celestial spiritual root, with clear muscles and bones, and he started to cultivate

Nature is changing with each passing day.

Later, his spiritual roots were destroyed, and for ten years, there were countless impurities in both the food he ate and the surrounding environment.

Because of the inability to cultivate, these external impurities cannot be refined, so they are all accumulated in the body.

With the scorching spiritual power flowing, all the impurities were refined and forced out of the body together with sweat.

Sweat dripped into the pool, and there was a gloomy and cold, indifferent but timeless fragrance that lingered around him.

Luo Qing tilted her head slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Yes, is it the fragrance of returning souls?"

The spiritual power was so hot that it made his throat a little itchy, and he coughed lightly.

This fragrance is deep and deep, and once you smell it, you will never forget it. It was indeed Mu Qing who gave him to choose at that time, and there is no doubt that he chose the scent of returning soul.

"Yes." Mu Qing controlled the transmission of spiritual power, lowered his head slightly, looked at the place on his back surrounded by silver needles, and saw faint black and red, which looked like a gathering of spiritual power.

The corners of the mouth slightly curled up, "Do you know the effect of returning soul incense?"

Luo Qing shook his head slightly. When he was in Taiyi Immortal Sect, he focused on cultivation and didn't study spices, paper and ink.

Later, he was exiled in the north, where the environment was bitter and cold, and he had no conditions to study.

Mu Qing clenched his fingers and chuckled, "It can reshape the spiritual root."

Luo Qing was slightly taken aback, smelling the increasingly heavy fragrance of soul-returning, and wondered in her heart, if the fragrance of soul-returning could reshape the spiritual root.

He turned his head and glanced at Mu Qing, "What about the bodhi tree heart... don't you need it?"

"In this world, there is no bodhi tree heart."

Mu Qing stared at the beads of sweat oozing from his body, which had gradually become transparent and clear from the original gray, then withdrew the spiritual power transmission, and supported him to lean against the pool.

Crushed a glowing elixir, soaked it in the Sifang spring water, and then attached it to his ear, whispered, "There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a platform, have you heard of it? Come to the heart of the tree.

I don't know who is talking nonsense, but there are still so many people who believe it, a bunch of big fools. "

Luo Qingwei, "..."

He is one of the fools who believed that the bodhi tree heart can reshape the spiritual root.

Not only believed it, but also rushed over with Shui Qianhang non-stop.

They all felt that the news came from the Taiyi Immortal Sect, possibly from his master. Since the news was given by the Immortal, how could it be false.

But they forgot that their immortal venerable has always done whatever he wants and doesn't care about his reputation at all, so he really made a fake news.

It's not impossible to play with the whole fairyland

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Luo Qing lowered her head slightly, and those people outside were saying that the Bodhi Secret Realm was opened by Master for Uncle Qingwei.

In order to find the heart of the Bodhi tree, he reshaped the spiritual root for Uncle Qingwei.

Since there is no bodhi tree heart, then these rumors must be false.

...Could it be that the Bodhi Secret Realm was opened in advance by accident.

Seeing him bowing his head in thought, Mu Qing chuckled lightly.

He casually swayed the glass bottle filled with ink-colored juice in his hand, with the corners of his mouth raised, and teased with a half-smile, "Spiritual roots are born naturally, and if you want to rebuild them after being destroyed, it's not so easy. You need three conditions." Indispensable.

Sifang spring water, soul-returning incense, and a spiritual weapon used to replace the spiritual root, so wait a minute, I will have to cut open your back and embed the spiritual weapon into the flesh. Blood flowed everywhere.

Maybe this Sifang Pond can't hold your blood, are you afraid? "

Luo Qing raised her head slightly to look at him, her expression was calm, but there was some eagerness in her eyes, "So this time the Bodhi Secret Realm opened earlier, it's not by accident, it's for the Sifang Spring."

Mu Qing looked at him with raised eyebrows, seemingly puzzled, "Ask me, I'll ask who to go to, and I didn't open the secret realm, so you can ask whoever opened it."

Luo Qingwei, "..." You're really pretending to be addicted, aren't you?

But if the person in front of him is really determined not to admit it, he can't help it.

He was so choked that he couldn't speak, but just stared at Mu Qing vigorously.

Seeing him like this, Mu Qing became happy, bent his eyebrows, smiled happily, and poked the silver needle on his body, "Hey, let me tell you, you can't worry about it, I will cut your flesh open later, What kind of spiritual weapon is placed in your back?"

Luo Qing moved his arm slightly, looking at the silver needles all over it, his head was a little dizzy, he was silent for a moment, and then replied in a low voice, "Is it...Qingcheng."

He guessed, some flashes of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he was very drowsy, drowsy and unable to open his eyes.

Mu Qing stretched out her fingers, rubbed his neck gently, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up."

Luo Qingwei was dizzy, closed her eyes uncontrollably, and fell asleep peacefully lying on the grass.

Mu Qing pinched the long needle, touched his thin shoulder, her eyes were a little dark, "Are you blaming me, little guy?"

Luo Qingwei slept very soundly this time, without being burdened by illness or troubled by nightmares, she just felt relaxed after waking up.

There is a ding-dong of spring water next to my ears, and the spiritual energy slowly permeates into the body along the limbs and bones, making my whole body feel very comfortable and refreshed.

Only the waist is light

Slight itching.

Looking back, Mu Qing was half-kneeling on the grass, lowered her head, and had a needle in his waist with a dignified expression.

After finishing the last stitch, put away the silver needle, stood up and stretched, "Get up and get dressed, your friend has been watching for a long time."

Luo Qing was a little confused, and asked in doubt, "What friend?"

Mu Qing raised his chin slightly, and looked at the tree not far from the pool.

The branch swayed wildly twice, the branches and leaves were pushed aside, and Jiang Li popped his head out of the pile of leaves.

Looking at him with embarrassment, "Hi."

After saying hello, he quickly covered his face with leaves again, and explained in a panic, "I didn't mean to disturb you, I'm sorry!"

Luo Qingwei, "..."

He lowered his head and glanced at his bare chest, not knowing what he was talking to Jiang Li now.

He just fell asleep just now, will he believe it when he leaves?

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Qianzhong, 437383711;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Mu Qing: Cover my little vest tightly, as long as I don't lose my horse, the mistakes made by the immortal have nothing to do with me!

Qingwei: ...I just watch you pretend.