Five seconds later, Wei Suo touched his chest as smooth as new, leaving no scar left, and stood up very satisfied.

Let's not talk about the power of Baicao Dan. The power of the yīn Yanglonghudan, which was successfully caught, is really as powerful as one dragon and one tiger in Weisuo.

Although this time the injury was extremely serious, it took five days to completely heal the injury, but this yīnyanglonghudan's effectiveness in strengthening qi and blood made Wei Suo stronger than before. The dragon is fierce.

After a slight smile and a comfortable stretch, Weisuo walked out of the stone room.

When walking to the door next to where Han Weiwei was placed, Ji Ya was helping Han Weiwei cast a spell. Seeing this situation, Wei Suo, who was very tender and kind in her heart, did not dare to disturb. The stone room walked over.

Weisso was delighted that his heart-eater had really completed a molting, and was still lying on the head of a monster, and was eating.

Under a careful feeling, the body of the heart-eater that once finished molting has not grown much, but its outer skin has already developed many folds, and it seems that it is not much different from that of the heart-eater elder.

After hesitating for a while, Wei Suo ordered the heart-biting insect to launch a consciousness shock directly towards himself.

"Bao" sounded softly, and Wei Suo's face was a bitter, grinning expression, and then he gave a depressive scolding of what he didn't know.

Later, Wei Suo fiddled with his heart-eater for a while, but there was an expression of disappointment and incomprehension on his face.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Ji Ya had finished her spellcasting, and walked into this stone room. She just saw Wei Suo's expression and couldn't help asking.

"Strange." Wei Suo explained with a frown: "My heart-eater has obviously completed an advancement. I have just tried its psychic shock myself, and the elder class I killed that day. Heart eater is not much difference, it seems that they have advanced to grow old heart eater. I nurtured this heart eater, I also smashed at least a thousand potions of spirit stone into it, plus so many The demon beast. The elder of the heart eater is estimated to have no more high-level monsters that my heart eater eats in his life. It stands to reason that my heart eater can grow so fast that it can grow old. Understand. But what makes me wonder a little now is that, after advancing to the elder level of the heart-eater, it is reasonable to advance a kind of racial ability. The elder heart-eater I killed earlier The advanced ability is a weapon that can corrode the monk. But now my heart-eater does not seem to have any more racial powers. I feel that its attack method is still only the impact of consciousness and the use of food. The bone spurs killed me, which made me a little confused."

"Is it because of the rapid maturation?" Ji Ya thought for a while, "The monsters that are cultivated and the monsters that are wild outside will be different."

Seeing Wei Suo's depressed face, Ji Ya reassured: "However, your heart eater mainly relies on the brains of the monsters. It is not much different from the wild ones. Perhaps it has not been a real elder. Level heartworms are not necessarily that, maybe the next time you advance you will have racial abilities."

"It seems that for the sake of insurance, we will try to use Peixie Liquid as little as possible in the future." Weiss felt better after hearing this from Ji Ya. "However, there is no material to refine Peixie Liquid in this place. Let it eat the monster's brain."

"By the way, the last time I remembered urging you to heal, I forgot this thing." Ji Ya took a thing from Nabao and handed it to Wei Suo, "I see your last act, you A thing should be a strange magic weapon that can draw the blood and true element of the monk, and use it against the enemy? I used it to draw the blood of the monk with random hair..."

"How did I forget this thing!" Wei Suo looked at the blood-eating knife delivered by Ji Ya and slapped his thigh fiercely for a while. Judging from the several uses of this blood-eating magic knife, after drawing the blood of a five-level monk from Zhou Tianjing, the power of the blood beads produced by this magic knife has reached the power of the spirit-level superior. Too.

But the monk with disordered hair is a powerful monk with four levels of thoughts! After absorbing the blood and true elements of a powerful monk divided into four levels of thought, wouldn't the power of the condensed blood bead be the power of the Taoist magic weapon?

A magic weapon for Taoist ranks! It seems that I was seriously injured and beautiful. I was completely dizzy. Not only did I forget the heartworm, but I even forgot this more important thing.

But just glanced at the blood-eating knife in his hand, Wei Suo was overjoyed, and could not help but hug Ji Ya, "Jiya, you are so smart, come, let me kiss."

Now among the black blood-eating knives, it is obvious that the red light is surging, which is the successful absorption of the blood and true element of the chaotic monk.

"Wei Suo." Ji Ya was startled. Seeing her look like she refused to welcome him, Wei Suo suddenly boiled up again, and ran into her clothes without her hands.

"No, Weisuo." Ji Ya held Weisuo's hand and reminded her blushing face: "You haven't seen the three-color flying silkworms in the Xian Gu bag, these three-color flying silkworms also have half spirits. The power of the order, you have collected these three colorful flying silkworms first, we are safer here."

"Right." Ji Ya's words reminded Weisuo, he immediately became serious, "I have a secret to tell you."

"What secret?" Wei Suo's expression made Ji Ya startled.

Weisuo did not answer Ji Ya first, but took out the black paint-raising ghost pot from his own treasure.

"Wei Suo, you are different! No one! I'll **** you uncle!" As soon as he took it out, the old man in green robe immediately yelled at Wei Suo's ear.

"Is this?" Ji Ya looked at this unassuming little black jar in surprise.

"Don't hide, come out and get acquainted." Wei Suo patted the black ghost tank.

"Nǎinǎi's! You are different, no one!" The figure of the old man in green robe emerged from the black canister, and he was uneasy and scolded.

"Qi Ling!" Ji Ya was stunned. "Weissau, are you a high-grade Taoist?"

Ji Ya said this, the face of the old man in green robe suddenly embarrassed.

This is because according to the monks' knowledge, it is generally only possible to have magical powers above the Taoist ranks. It can be used to assist the magic weapon of condensing device. N] eT, you will definitely not be bored to get an instrument spirit in a magic weapon below the spirit level. Can raise ghost pot is indeed a low-level magic weapon that may not even be a spiritual order.

"This magic weapon itself is only a low-level magic weapon, and it has been damaged, it is useless, but the old man is an instrument of tens of thousands of years ago." Wei Suo glanced at the old man in green robe with his eyes rolled, explaining .

"The spirit of tens of thousands of years ago?" Ji Ya immediately reflected the value of the old man in green robe, and exclaimed, "Weissau, no wonder I always think you are not an ordinary monk."

"Humph!" The old man in green robe suddenly became proud, and looked at Wei Suo more contemptuously. You didn't know anything, you just didn't know the look.

"Weisuo", Ji Ya looked at Weisuo, her eyes shining with moving light and indescribable tenderness and affection, because her knowledge was indeed higher than that of Weisuo, who was only twofold in Shenhai Realm. It is clear what kind of value an organ like the old man in the green robe has, and what is the consequence if an outsider knows that there is such an organ on Wei Suo-if the outside world now knows that Wei Suo in the stingy sea has this One thing, I am afraid that the top sects on all continents of the monastic world will all pour into this stingy sea and overturn the whole stingy sea!

Weissuo told her this secret, which represented her complete trust and complete confession.

Wei Suo looked at Ji Ya, and his heart was filled with a kind of pride to protect this heart as beautifully as she looks, and no longer let her suffer any grievances. "Three years!" Wei Suo's eyes flashed. "In three years' time, even if the blood of Qi Ziying's blood was dissipated under my body, we might not be 100% safe when we leave this stingy sea. The key is to improve your cultivation."

"If Han Weiwei can't last for three years, we have to go out early." Wei Suo turned his head and looked at the old man in green robe. "Jiya is much better than me on alchemy. What can you do to improve our strength, But don't hide it."

"Bah!" But what made the prideful Wei Suo sweat a bit, but the old man in the green robe didn't roll his face very much, "You are all secret, why should I be so selfless."

"We are hiding?" Ji Ya couldn't help but wonder.

"Cough!" Wei Suo coughed for a while.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ya was even more curious, and asked Wei Suo to pursue the root and asked, "What's the secret?"

Wei Suo said with a cheek: "The old man said he hasn't seen Shuangxiu in 20,000 years. Blame we don't show it to Shuangxiu."

Ji Ya froze for a moment, the blush on her face suddenly red behind her ears.

"Don't make trouble." Wei Suo criticized the old man in green robe. "You are so old, and you are still old, and waiting for you to consolidate your body. What do you want to do? Also, do you still want to do it? I helped you refine that purple demon baby?"

"Okay." Hearing Wei Suo said, the old man in green robe snorted ~lightnovelpub.net~ compromised, "I will refine some of the high-level elixir that I know is good for cultivation. The law told her."

"It's almost the same." Wei Suo nodded with satisfaction, "I will help you refine the purple demon baby later, and give it to you slowly."

"No, Wei Suo, I'll just do these things." Ji Ya looked at Wei Suo and said seriously, "You just practice in closed doors, and improve your cultivation as soon as possible. There is such a skill as him To help you, my dual monks will definitely become a legendary monk in the monastic world."

"My two compatriots", the words that Ji Ya said, which made Wei Suo another tender feeling like water, could not help holding Ji Ya in her arms.

"I can't stand you." The old man in green robe groaned in a dejected voice. "Don't waste time. With Wei Suo's current cultivation practice, there are about twice a day when we are tired of consciousness and need to rest. Then you will do it again.

Twice a day?

Wei Suo thinks that this stingy sea is so cute now.

And Ji Ya in his arms, hot on the Qiao's face.