mend the sky

A Yao knew that her thinking was a little pathological, so she kept it in her heart and didn't say anything to anyone.And then—she herself forgot about it.

Because it is too painful.

All minds were occupied by such pain, and the girl with the new name Jing Yaosu had a blank mind at this moment, and she had no energy to think at all.

Just like what Feng Xiyun said before, after the ignorance of the first stage of scale growth passed, the subsequent body Bianhua brought pain so intense that it almost destroyed the mind.

There is no way to escape, even if someone knocks him out, the pain will still not stop. After the body loses consciousness, it will only make the mind feel the pain more clearly.It cannot be escaped, this pain is both torture and tempering, and only after experiencing the pain thoroughly can one get a new life.

"It's true that you can get through it with willpower alone." When Jing Yaosu was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to breathe, and could only curl up on the ground and twitch unconsciously, Feng Xiyun stood aside and watched, and then said softly The reason why I stayed until this time. "But how can a human body support the illusion of a real dragon?"

Reluctantly doing it is just a result of being smashed to pieces.

Dragon Blood Grass is used at this time, providing the energy needed for body transformation, and providing dragon blood as a guide for transformation... This kind of herb has many uses, so it is especially indispensable at this time.And as long as there is dragon's blood grass, it doesn't matter even if there are no other herbs.

The bright red dragon-shaped strange grass turned into a pool of liquid of the same color in Feng Xiyun's hands, and invisible things dragged the liquid and brought it to Jing Yaosu's mouth for her to drink it.

Of course, there are also some other measures in the middle. After all... When the pain reaches a certain level, people actually don't have that much control over their bodies.

"Don't bite your tongue." Feng Xiyun still spoke softly, and Jing Yaosu, who was poured with the liquid of the dragon's blood grass, finally regained some strength.She tried her best to look at Feng Xiyun, but because she was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, she only saw Feng Xiyun's five-color skirt hanging down.

There is also the bright red grass that is slowly growing at the foot.

"Are you watching this?" Feng Xiyun smiled, "Don't worry, let it grow up slowly—this is tomorrow's weight."

"This medicine is too effective, two plants a day, you can't stand it."

"This is the first day."

Jing Yaosu actually wanted to ask how long this torture would last, but she really didn't have the strength to speak at this time, and in the end she just breathed a little more frequently.And later—

She no longer has the energy to count the time.

In the long pain, Jing Yaosu has lost the sense of time.

She felt as if she had fallen into some kind of wonderful realm.

Her body and mind are being tormented by great pain, and she has lost control of her ever-changing physical body. Feng Xiyun needs to use some means to feed her dragon blood grass every day.But at the same time, her soul seemed to be very light, and even flew away from her body. With a condescending attitude, she indifferently watched her body curled up and struggling on the ground.

Countless amounts of knowledge were stuffed into his mind arbitrarily, including martial arts, musical instruments, painting skills, timing, spells... all kinds of things are complete.Jing Yaosu felt that she should have suffered because of such huge information, but at this time, she easily accepted the knowledge that she did not know where it came from.

But it's just a matter of remembering.

As for learning, it will take a long time to study.

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.Knowing that Jingyaosu needed a lot of time to transform into a dragon this time, and he couldn't leave halfway, Feng Xiyun simply split his mind, he was guarding Jingyaosu, and he had lost a new sword on the other side. Come out of the avatar past.

"Who do you think this is?" Lingji asked the same question twice.

The answer to this question does not require thinking at all, Feng Xiyun's remote control projection answered briskly: "Record Lingji."

Lingji: "...Didn't you say you didn't want to do this before?" Why did you give your avatar this name now?Don’t tell me you’re half-baked, too!

Feng Xiyun resolutely refused to admit that he was a waste of a name. At this time, the attribute of Lingji was recorded, and Lingji was the only one who inherited this attribute! "I have something to do, so I won't be able to come to Dao Realm to help you for a few years." So since this is the case, it's better to cut off an avatar and send it to Ling Ji, it's convenient for both of you.

As for why it is called this name, "Since you want to walk in the Dao realm, you always need an independent identity."

"The little princess of the recorded tribe ten thousand years ago, recorded Lingji?" Lingji's voice was very gentle, and as usual, there were no unnecessary emotional fluctuations.

However, Feng Xiyun always felt that he could hear the meaning of ridicule from inside.

——This is probably not an illusion.

After all, Lingji only loaded the emotional package recently. Although he still has no emotions at all, he can at least show a little emotional change.

Although it's all fake.

"No, it's actually the younger sister of Mu Songzi, the head of Xuanzong's sixth generation, who recorded Lingji." Feng Xiyun said, "After all, you can't ask Xuanzong to keep a list of personnel from a tribe ten thousand years ago—they can know At that time, the name of the patriarch of each tribe will be fine."

Lingji said: "What you said is very reasonable-but the record tribe, or the record tribe at the time when Lingji was recorded is an exception."

Feng Xiyun: "Huh?"

Lingji: "Did you forget that mother is also from the Xuanzong sect?" And her status is not low?

Feng Xiyun: "I just remembered." Then I remembered my second brother. Of course, the list of relatives of Xuanzong's suzerain will be remembered, and Mu Songzi's original name was recorded in Yugui, so I said——

"Isn't this better?" Feng Xiyun said, "It saves me a lot of energy."

Lingji: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Xiyun said: "Naturally do what you want to do." The girl in a very distinctive multicolored dress smiled slightly at the half of her body on the altar, she was gentle and clear, she was really beautiful. "Didn't the second brother worry about me all the time recently? And I heard that because he always runs towards Tianzhu Mountain recently, everyone outside has a lot of opinions?"

"What explanation do you want to give?" Lingji asked.

"A younger sister." Feng Xiyun smiled sweetly, "Isn't it natural for a brother to worry about his younger sister?"

Lingji poured cold water on her: "Before that, you have to think about how the book Lingji, who has been dead for so many years, came back to life."

"The whereabouts of Lu Lingji were unknown and disappeared." Feng Xiyun had already thought of the reason, "and Mu Songzi found Lu Lingji at the foot of Tianzhu Mountain."

Lingji: "Do you want to link this matter with the goddess of mending the sky?"

"Why not? This is the truth." Although there must be some discrepancies between what has been reported and the reality, it is not a lie! "Shu Lingji disappeared near Tianzhu Mountain ten thousand years ago, but now, Mu Songzi found Lu Lingji at the foot of Tianzhu Mountain—what did you think of?"

Lingji said: "Naturally—the Lanke people."

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Looking through the outline, this volume... well, this volume ends when the little brother of the Feng family gets married

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