After a moment of discomfort, He Xi's expression immediately returned to calm.
For her, although cultivation is very important, it is definitely not her only life-saving capital. Her poison is still there, her lightness skills are still there, and her internal strength is still there. If someone is so blind as to come and provoke her, she is not afraid to teach him a lesson.
He Xi calmed down and began to slowly feel the loss of spiritual power in his body, as if an external force was pulling and pushing his Dantian to release the spiritual power. However, the released spiritual power did not form any waves and was absorbed by the white mist.
He Xi also tried to burn the white mist with fire, but the spiritual fire disappeared without a trace as soon as it was released from his body.
As time passed, the spiritual power in Hexi's body was lost more and more, almost reaching 80%, and her face became paler and paler.
But suddenly, she opened her eyes, and a smile of understanding and confidence appeared in her eyes.
Outside the white mist, Nangong Yu's hands tightly grasped the golden silk. His expression was calm, but his clenched fists revealed his nervousness.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked towards the white fog in front of him, only to see a slender figure slowly emerging.
A face as bright as the moon and as handsome as the morning sun was looming in the white mist, just like the most charming elf in the Warcraft Forest, occupying his heart firmly and making him unable to extricate himself.
As soon as He Xi walked out of the white fog, he took a spiritual pill made with spiritual spring water and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.
She already had a way to deal with the white fog, and now she urgently needed to recover her spiritual power before going in and trying again.
The soul-replenishing elixir had just entered her body and before she had time to refine it, He Xi suddenly felt a rich spiritual power coming from her back, slowly seeping into her body, bringing with it the familiar warmth, tolerance and care.
It was Nangong Yu, who was expending his spiritual energy to help her refine the spiritual elixir and speed up the teasing.
He Xi closed her eyes and obediently accepted Nangong Yu's spiritual power. Her dry dantian slowly filled up and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Half an hour later, He Xi stood up again and said, "I want to go into the white fog again."
After saying that, without waiting for everyone's reaction, she took out silver needles and pierced several acupuncture points on her body, then turned around and entered the white mist without hesitation.
This time, He Xi was only in there for a quarter of an hour. When he came out, his face was rosy and his eyes were smiling. He did not look weak or pale at all after losing any spiritual power.
Wu Yu and the others were puzzled at first, and then they widened their eyes in shock, "Master Xi, you... have you found a way to suppress the loss of spiritual power?"
He Xi nodded, checked his own pulse, and said with some regret: "I have found a way to suppress the loss of spiritual power, but it can only suppress 80%. Moreover, this method can only consolidate the spirit. In an environment like Baiwu, it is absolutely impossible to attack. The method that can be thought of in a short period of time is ultimately a little unsatisfactory!"
This is not satisfactory! This is not satisfactory! How can you let others live
Wu Yu and Qinglong looked at each other, their faces full of shock and admiration. His princess was so amazing. Even the Jindan and Yuanying stage warriors were helpless against the soul-absorbing fog, but in the hands of their princess, it was easily broken.
Tsk tsk, she's really the kind of woman his perverted master likes!
He Xi raised his head and looked at everyone. "To be on the safe side, it would be best if one of you could go in and try it out."
If she is the only one with a special constitution and can seal her acupuncture points to strengthen her spirit, then it will be troublesome. (To be continued)