Hong Qing hid in the cave behind his yard. This was his place of meditation and there was also a spiritual spring. He finally escaped back. He was already in a semi-dead state, with all the bones in his body broken. He relied on the support of the spiritual pill to escape. I think I saved my life.
He was considered one of the elders in Caorentang and had many subordinates. In order to cover up his injuries, he supported himself and completely collapsed beside the spiritual spring after returning to the cave.
All the vicious thoughts in his heart made him furious. He kept cursing, and with great heartache, he took out a jade bottle, bit the mouth of the bottle with his teeth, and poured out a spiritual elixir.
Qing Ling Intermittent Pill!
This is a magic elixir used in the foundation building stage. It can repair broken bones. It is a very effective elixir. He did not refine this elixir himself, but bought it at a high price. This elixir is quite rare and he does not know it. What elixir is used to refine it
The body floated above the spiritual spring. Hong Qing's true energy circulated rapidly in the body. When encountering obstacles, he forced his way through. This was often where the bones were broken. His body made a crackling sound. Every time he made a sound, he gritted his teeth in pain.
Relying on his true energy and forcibly combing the bones, Hong Qing took the Qingling Intermittent Pill, and then quietly waited for the elixir to take effect.
Drops of sweat slid down his forehead, and Hong Qing bit his lips. The pain was okay, mainly because after the elixir took effect, his whole body itched from the bones. It was so itchy that he felt like dying. It was so uncomfortable. .
It took a full hour before the bones were finally connected. He slowly landed on the ground without daring to make any big moves, and just lay flat on the ground.
Finally getting through it, he relaxed a little, but the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
Mi Xiaojing! Mi Xiaojing! Mi Xiaojing!
The viciousness that kept mumbling in his mouth was about to burn everything down.
Hong Qing couldn't figure out why Mi Xiaojing had such a perverted formation. He was unable to fight back and even spent a scapegoat to escape with his life.
This scapegoat came about by chance. It was a battle to encircle and suppress Yanxiu. He relied on traps and sneak attacks to quickly kill a Yanxiu. When the Yanxiu was about to die, he reluctantly took out this puppet. He killed it before it could be used.
At first, he didn't know what it was. After consulting a lot of information, he realized that this was actually the treasure of Yanmen. It was famous even in the world of cultivation. He didn't dare to tell anyone, but hid it quietly and spent a lot of money. After countless time and energy, I finally figured out the principle and re-refined it. This was an extra life, but I didn't expect that it was wasted in the battle with Mi Xiaojing.
That feeling of unwillingness made him infinitely crazy. If the sect elders found out about the scapegoat, it would definitely be taken away, but at least he would be given a satisfactory compensation. Now he has nothing.
After finally waiting for the bones to grow back, Hong Qing took another elixir to treat his internal injuries. After meditating for two days, he called the housekeeper. He ordered: "Keep an eye on Mi Xiaojing!"
The housekeeper is also a cultivator. He is a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training. He is over sixty years old and has no way to continue to advance. He was surprised and said: "Mi Xiaojing? The upstart of Caorentang..."
Hong Qing was furious: "Your mother's head is yours! Send me someone to keep an eye on him. If he does anything, you must report it to me!"
The housekeeper was immediately frightened. Although Hong Qing was usually cold and cold, he usually did not scold people when he spoke or acted. What happened this time? He didn't know that Hong Qing was almost beaten to death by Mi Xiaojing, nor did he know that Hong Qing suffered heavy losses.
"Yes... yes... but..."
Hong Qing's eyes were all red: "But what? Ah? Tell me!"
The butler's legs were about to go weak. Facing an angry Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, he couldn't resist the momentum. He kept retreating. He tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart: "But... Mi Xiaojing lives in Huiquan Villa. ! You can’t go there at all!”
Hong Qing raised his hand and slapped him: "You are a pig! If you can't get in, just stare at me from outside!"
The housekeeper was dumbfounded. He was a cultivator, not a slave, not a servant, but he was slapped by Hong Qing! But facing the furious Hong Qing, he really didn't dare to get angry. He only had one thought in his mind: I won't do it anymore!
Lowering his head, the butler said: "Yes, yes, I will arrange for someone to go there right away!" He was filled with hatred and at the same time extremely curious, wondering why Hong Qing was so angry. Maybe Mi Xiaojing had made Hong Qing suffer? Thinking about it, he thought it was impossible. He knew Hong Qing's strength very well. He was a veteran cultivator in the foundation building stage. Mi Xiaojing should not be comparable to him.
Hong Qing was filled with anger. This anger was actually not towards the housekeeper, but towards Mi Xiaojing. But there was only the housekeeper in front of him, so of course his anger was directed at him: "Go quickly! What the hell are you waiting for?"
The housekeeper was so frightened that he turned around and left. He also knew that Hong Qing was now a bastard and would not be reasonable at all.
Seeing the housekeeper crawling away, Hong Qing was filled with anger and he didn't know who to turn on. He punched an ancient tree in the yard as thick as an arm. With one punch, the ancient tree turned into a tree. There were piles of broken wood and broken branches, and leaves flying all over the sky, falling down.
This punch left Hong Qing speechless in pain. His hand bones had just been reconnected, but before his physical strength had recovered, this punch shook the injured area again.
The housekeeper ran outside the yard to gather people, and heard a loud noise. The ancient tree that was originally lush and green collapsed, and he was even more frightened. He knew very well that this was Hong Qing venting his anger.
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Mi Xiaojing didn't know about Hong Qing's situation. On this day, he was practicing in the backyard as usual.
Everyone else was sitting in the pavilion in the backyard, which was the center of the Spirit Gathering Array, where the spiritual energy was the richest. Mi Xiaojing was sitting on the edge. He didn't need too much spiritual energy.
It has been more than ten days since I heard Wang Weijun's voice, and Mi Xiaojing was a little anxious. Every time he finished practicing, he would sink his consciousness into his body to search, hoping to communicate with Wang Weijun, but during this period, Wang Weijun was Didn't show up.
Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing habitually practiced in places with strong spiritual energy. Although it did not help his practice much, this habit saved Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul.
Mi Xiaojing does not absorb spiritual energy, but Wang Weijun absorbs spiritual energy, which brings great benefits to Mi Xiaojing, because after Mi Xiaojing absorbs starlight, his body actually still needs spiritual energy, and his practice cannot absorb it. When it comes to spiritual energy, this benefit is gone, but he can't absorb spiritual energy. Wang Weijun can do it. As long as Wang Weijun practices, the spiritual energy will naturally pass through his body and reach Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul.
The spiritual energy passed through Mi Xiaojing's body and naturally washed his body. This was the invisible benefit Wang Weijun brought to him.
Especially since Wang Weijun's Nascent Soul almost collapsed this time, forcing him to practice crazily, Mi Xiaojing had already enjoyed great benefits during this period.