Of course, every time a disciple enters a small secret realm, it is impossible to be lucky enough to encounter those things. First of all, chance is a very mysterious thing, and so is luck. But if it happens, it will make the neighbors envious and jealous.
Just like the opening of the small secret realm last time, a disciple under the elder's seat got a small inheritance in it, although it would not make his master and other real people jealous. But among disciples of the same generation, that was simply a great opportunity.
That's why Shen Mubai is in a hurry. If he can reshape the spiritual root of Yanrong and enter the foundation establishment, then he will definitely have a share of the quota this time, and since the other party is the protagonist of the world, even if there is an unknown error in the fate line, That luck is not much worse.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little uncontrollable, and the aura in her hand flowed through continuously.
Two months passed in a flash for a cultivator.
But now that her body is weak and damaged, she has no time to nourish the dantian for herself, and she has to use spiritual energy for the banquet. One can imagine the feeling.
But no matter how uncomfortable Shen Mubai feels, he still has to grit his teeth and resist.
Until more than half a month passed, the golden light on Yan Rong's face with his eyes tightly closed was faintly visible, Shen Mubai noticed the subtle movements in his dantian, and he was overjoyed.
Although this kind of movement was only for a moment, and even ignored the past without paying attention, it was a big surprise.
You must know that the situation in the opponent's dantian was not optimistic before, and it has always been in a state of dryness and no vitality.
Although Shen Mubai's face was extremely pale, but he was really happy from the bottom of his heart, so the aura of his subordinates rushed towards the opponent without restraint.
Anyway, even if there is no aura in the dantian, she has prepared enough spirit stones in her storage bag in advance, so it will be no problem to carry them for two months.
The golden light on Yan Rong's face disappeared very quickly, and there was no movement in the dantian, although Shen Mubai was disappointed, but he was not disappointed, he continued to breathe vigorously with all his concentration.
About a month later, there was a second commotion in Yanrong's dantian.
The originally withered dantian slowly became angry. Although it was like a gossamer, it was much better than the previous time. At the same time, the golden light reappeared on the opponent's face, slowly spreading along the veins, and then spreading all over the body.
Although Yan Rong's willpower is so strong that it makes people feel appalled, he can't help but groan at this moment, the sweat rains down, his bronze skin seems to be covered with a layer of oil, his sword eyebrows are tightly frowned, as if endure great pain and suffering.
Shen Mubai knew that the medicated bath had fully exerted its effect, and that her golden core was not dug for nothing, even though her body felt as if it had been hollowed out, she still had to cheer up to cope with the next time.
As the days passed, the anger in Yanrong's dantian became stronger and stronger, but for some reason, it was somewhat different from the body of the original owner.
But at this crucial moment, Shen Mubai didn't dare to be distracted, not to mention that the two months are approaching, so he can't be sloppy.
It wasn't until the aura in Yanrong's dantian was abundant that the other party's slightly frowning brows were smoothed away, and then Shen Mubai realized that two months had passed.
She put down the hand covering the opponent's back, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Tong who was sitting in the medicinal bath suddenly trembled, Shen Mubai was startled, and quickly asked, "How do you feel?"
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