Meng Qi turned to Lu Qing Ran and said, "Senior Sister Lu, please leave."
"Ah? Okay. "
Lu Qing Ran looked worriedly at Meng Qi and then at Qin Xiumo who was lying on the ground.
Although she was embarrassed just now, she didn't doubt Junior Sister Meng's words at all.
This Junior Sister who had only been in the sect for half a year was far stronger than she imagined.
As Lu Qing Ran walked down the mountain, she looked back at Meng Qi again.
She suddenly trembled.
A Junior Sister in the Qi Refining stage was so powerful. Was there really no problem?
Did Elder Yan, who admired Junior Sister Meng very much, teach her something in private?
Meng Qi was still standing in the same place.
She waited until Lu Qing Ran's figure completely disappeared before she turned back and walked to the cold pool.
The small medicine knife was very tough and sharp.
Meng Qi quickly drew three overlapping parts of the same array on the ground.
She took out a small bottle from her storage bag and sprinkled the powder along the three arrays dug out by the small medicine knife.
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Finally, she took out more than a dozen fourth-grade spirit stones and placed them in the three arrays.
Qin Xiumo tried his best to watch Meng Qi from the corner of his eye.
Meng Qi was still wearing a black water suit. She was slim and had a slim waist and a slender back.
Her hair was wet from the cold pool water and she looked a little embarrassed, but she still looked very calm.
Qin Xiumo didn't know what she was doing. He just watched her inlay the spirit stones into the array one by one.
Then she sprinkled the medicine and led the cold pool water into the array.
A faint smell of medicine came with the wind. It was a little bitter, but it was not annoying.
Meng Qi finally took out the cold star grass in the cold pool. She only took out three small bottles of essence from a large handful of dark green grass leaves.
She poured the essence of the cold star grass into the center of the array.
Then she turned back and dragged Qin Xiumo over there.
She was slim and looked especially thin in the black water suit.
Qin Xiumo couldn't move, so he could only let the other party drag him forward.
Before this betrayal, he was also a proud son of heaven, a cultivation genius, and had been pampered and spoiled as he grew up.
He had never been treated like this before.
He dragged his back across the shore of the cold pond, which was still covered in gravel. The spiritual energy in his body was already in a mess, like a volcano, ready to erupt at any time.
However, Meng Qi muttered, "So heavy."
Earlier, when she was carrying Qin Xiumo in the cold pond, with the help of the pond's buoyancy, she didn't feel that Qin Xiumo was so heavy.
Qin Xiumo: "…"
A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Compared to the other girl who was as gentle as a deer, this girl was different.
This woman was simply too unlikable!
Meng Qi finally dragged Qin Xiumo to the three arrays.
"Don't use too much strength." Although Meng Qi knew that the other party had no control over his body, he still reminded him.
She bent over and put one arm through Qin Xiumo's back and the other under his knee.
Then, she used her strength and carried him in a princess carry.
Qin Xiumo: "!!!"
His pale face was tinged with a hint of red.
He never thought that he would be carried in a princess carry by a girl who looked at most seventeen or eighteen years old.
The other party was also …
"So heavy!" Meng Qi muttered again.
She quickly placed Qin Xiumo where the three arrays overlapped, and then placed him in the middle.
Meng Qi exhaled, stood up straight, and wiped her sweat.
When she met Qin Xiumo in her previous life, he could already move on his own.
However, his spiritual energy was still a mess, and he was no different from a cripple.
Unexpectedly, this time, the person she met was Qin Xiumo, who had just suffered from Qi Deviation.
Meng Qi had no choice. She took away the Cold Spring Spiritual Dew so that the other party couldn't continue to recover.
She had no choice but to do this.
This array was the one she had set up in the room as a protective array.
She found that the effect of the medicine increased a lot after the array's effect.
Now, her medical cultivation was lower than when she met Qin Xiumo in her previous life. Meng Qi had an idea on how to sort out his spiritual energy.
However, she was afraid that if her cultivation was low, it would have the opposite effect.
After all, Qi Deviation was not an external injury. If her medical cultivation was too weak, it would only harm others and herself.
Meng Qi set up a large protective array outside the three arrays, and sprinkled the powder that made Lu Qing Ran so embarrassed.
Although it wouldn't be of much use if she met a powerful person, Cool Breeze Valley had come out in full force recently.
There weren't any powerful cultivators within a hundred miles.
They could deal with anyone below Foundation Establishment.
"Relax your body now …" After Meng Qi finished busily, Qin Xiumo looked at her coldly.
Then she sat cross-legged in the center of one of the arrays.
Her right hand formed the Meditation Art. When she met Qin Xiumo in her previous life, her Meditation Art was already at realm three perfection.
After curing Qin Xiumo, she directly entered realm four.
This time, she had just broken through to realm three, and was slightly weaker than before.
Hopefully, the array would be useful.
Meng Qi reached out and pressed a hand on Qin Xiumo's forehead. "Don't think about anything. It may be uncomfortable, but don't have any thoughts of resistance."
As she finished, her fingers touched the other's forehead.
A wave of coldness accompanied by a murderous intent came from the other's body.
Meng Qi's body shook, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
The sweat quickly froze into ice, and then melted.
Her hair was already wet, and now, a few strands of hair were stuck to her forehead, causing her to look no better than Qin Xiumo.
The Meditation Art consumed more ling energy than the Clear Breeze Art.
Meng Qi quickly opened her eyes, and her arms fell weakly.
She exhaled, her hands facing the sky, and started to recover her ling energy.
She repeated this dozens of times until her ling energy was used up, and then she recovered, and then continued the treatment.
In the array, the essence of the Frigid Star Grass gradually became scarce, and in the end, only a faint medicinal aura was left in the array.
The sun gradually set in the west.
The sky became hazy, and dusk began to envelop the cold pool at the top of the mountain.
Meng Qi's hair was still wet.
She had long been used to repeatedly using her empty spiritual energy to practice the same technique.
She didn't feel bored at all.
Lying in the array, Qin Xiumo's expression slowly changed.
Meng Qi's slightly cold and slender fingers fell on his forehead repeatedly.
At first, he didn't feel anything, but later, he seemed to be able to feel the faint warmth coming from her fingertips.
What was hidden under the girl's cold skin was also fresh flesh and blood with vitality.
The ling energy in his body was being sorted out very slowly.
Compared to the domineering aura at the beginning, after half a day of Meng Qi's efforts, it gradually became a little smoother.
Qin Xiumo could even feel that his arms weren't as stiff as before.
The slightly cold fingers on his forehead trembled slightly, and he knew that Meng Qi was exhausted again.
Sure enough, the fingers quickly retracted, and Meng Qi exhaled heavily.
Beads of sweat slowly slid down her forehead and rolled down along her small chin.
With a soft "plop", it fell on Qin Xiumo's forehead.
Meng Qi had already closed her eyes, and her whole body was trembling slightly.
Her spiritual energy was severely overdrawn.
Moreover, Qin Xiumo's spiritual energy was overbearing, and a Qi Refinement stage cultivator was too weak in front of him.
At this time, she only felt that her body was empty, as if thousands of cold little needles were pricking her meridians.
The cold air was pressing.
After a while, she slowly exhaled.
She lowered her head and looked at Qin Xiumo.
"I …" Meng Qi stood up and staggered.
She shook her head and barely stabilized her body.
"I can't." Meng Qi waved her hand.
She looked around, then leaned over and pulled Qin Xiumo out of the array.
She stretched out her foot and stepped on the ground, destroying the array so that its original appearance couldn't be seen.
"Without the Cold Star Grass, I can't withstand your spiritual energy." Meng Qi seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be talking to Qin Xiumo.
"That's it for today." She looked around again.
The edge of the cold pool was barren.
Hmm?
Meng Qi remembered. She dragged Qin Xiumo in the direction of a pile of large stones on the edge of the cold pool.
There was a small hut there. Occasionally, the sect's elders or sect masters would come here to cultivate and stay there.
Recently, they weren't here, and no one would come here.
Meng Qi quickly found the hut and stuffed Qin Xiumo inside.
Cool Breeze Valley now had the protective array left by Elder Xun Yan, and also the protective array of Cool Breeze Valley itself.
There was no danger from the outside world for the time being.
She still set up two arrays around the house, then returned to the door of the small stone hut and said to Qin Xiumo, "I'll come back tomorrow."
After saying that, Meng Qi turned around and left.
In the room, Qin Xiumo's expression changed unpredictably.
At this time, the sky was almost completely dark. Although he was possessed and couldn't use magic arts, he couldn't control the sword.
But his eyesight was still there.
There was no problem with seeing things in the dark.
He looked at the girl's slender back as she quickly disappeared into the night.
The fingers that were originally frozen by his side slowly moved.
In fact, a little earlier, around the seventeenth or eighteenth time when Meng Qi exhausted her spiritual energy to rest, his fingers had regained feeling and strength, and he could move slightly.
However, at that time, Qin Xiumo was lying in the array, and he could see Meng Qi's chin when he raised his head.
He saw her thin lips pursed tightly because she was serious.
There were fine beads of sweat on the tip of her tall nose.
Her eyelashes were trembling because of exhaustion, and beads of sweat were sliding down her forehead.
All of this seemed so familiar, but it also seemed a little strange in a trance.
Qin Xiumo's whole body froze, and he forgot to move.
Moreover, at that time, the spiritual energy in his body was still in a mess, and he couldn't do anything except move his fingers.
Qin Xiumo looked at the ink-black night outside the stone hut.
The stars began to climb into the sky, and he breathed in the cold air unique to the cold pond, which was rich in spiritual energy.
That slender hand with the faint scent of medicine seemed to still be on his forehead ….
Hmm?
His eyes focused and fell on the door.
The young man in black stood about five feet away from the door of the stone hut, looking at him warily and coldly.
Chu Tianfeng?
Qin Xiumo's eyes flashed with a touch of darkness.
He was also here?
"Qin Xiumo." Chu Tianfeng took a step forward, and stared at him with cold eyes.
Qin Xiumo's mind raced.
They had never met before, but he knew who the other party was because …
Then what about Chu Tianfeng?
"I was wondering why she didn't even accompany her precious little white tiger and came to the cold pond. So it was you … "Chu Tianfeng sneered.
Qin Xiumo had already calmed down.
He had been through countless storms before being betrayed by his good friend.
It was difficult for anything to move him anymore.
He didn't know who the "she" Chu Tianfeng was talking about was.
Was it Lu Qing Ran?
Or …
"Hmph." Chu Tianfeng looked at Qin Xiumo. The proud young man snorted and looked at him disdainfully.
"… What?" Qin Xiumo asked.
He frowned.
He had been soaking in the cold pond for almost a month, and had been unconscious for a month.
When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and rough, as if it had been rubbed by rough sandpaper.
Even he almost couldn't recognize himself.
"Don't worry." Chu Tianfeng lowered his head and looked at the array on the ground.
Meng Qi had been done very secretly, and it couldn't be seen at all in the night.
But he had been watching from afar, watching her busying herself outside the stone house for a while before leaving, humming a little tune.
"I won't hurt you," Chu Tianfeng said indifferently. "I swear in the name of Burning Sky Palace's Young Palace Master. You can rest assured."
He saw Qin Xiumo's indifferent expression, and didn't know whether he believed him or not.
The two of them had once been very familiar with each other, and for the sake of Lu Qing Ran's affection, they had fought openly and secretly countless times.
In the end, he was defeated by the other party.
But …
Chu Tianfeng's lips curled up, and he laughed bitterly.
But they probably didn't expect that neither of them would be the final winner.
"Stop pretending." He looked at Qin Xiumo. "I know you remember everything, just like me."
Qin Xiumo's eyes flickered, and he finally reacted.
He asked hoarsely, "Remember what?"
"If I want to kill you right now, I only need … …" Chu Tianfeng raised his hand, and a small flame so red it was almost purple appeared at his fingertip.
He was a jindan xiuzhe, and had no pain or injury, and was very active.
Even if he lost to Qin Xiumo in terms of cultivation level, the other was lying on the ground, and it was difficult for him to move.
"But I won't kill you." Chu Tianfeng looked at him, and said word by word, "In the end, we lived and died together, and can be considered 'friends in life, death, and life.'"
Chu Tianfeng gritted his teeth as he spat out these words.
His entire body trembled as though he was thinking of some terrifying memory.
Under the moonlight, the proud youth's expression turned pale.
Qin Xiumo's body also trembled.
The two of them were clearly the best of this generation of young xiuzhe in the three thousand worlds.
He and Chu Tianfeng were now jindan xiuzhe.
In a few more years, the two of them would break through, from yuanying to Fen Shen.
They were almost invincible in their generation, but they couldn't even compare to one of that person's hands.
"She … …" Chu Tianfeng said one word, and then lowered his head in thought for a moment.
A long while later, he raised his head, his eyes brighter than before.
"Meng Qi … …" he said, "also died at that person's hands. He believed the lies of that madman from West Jie, and thought that he could save … … "
Chu Tianfeng gritted his teeth. "You were completely unconscious at the time, and didn't see. That person used us two pieces of trash as bait to lure her here, and she was still … … that idiot Meng Qi! "
He suddenly raised his arm, and quickly used his sleeve to wipe his eyes.
Chu Tianfeng took a deep breath, the rims of his eyes still slightly red. "My father gave up on me, and Burning Sky Palace had a new young palace master. She said she liked me, and liked you … … she would only cry in that person's arms. In the end, only Meng Qi was willing to save us, only she … … "
Qin Xiumo's jaw suddenly tightened.
His fingers gently curled up, clenching into a fist.
He knew what Chu Tianfeng was saying.
It was just that he was still a little confused right now.
Just as Meng Qi was using the Heart Meditation Art again and again, patiently sorting out his qi thread by thread.
Countless fragments of memories flooded into his mind.
There was Meng Qi, himself, Lu Qing Ran, and this … Chu Tianfeng.
Right now, he still couldn't completely string those fragments together, but he knew that those fragments, so clear as if he had personally experienced them, shouldn't have appeared by chance.
Now that he heard Chu Tianfeng's words, they sounded a little incoherent.
Qin Xiumo's heart stirred, and something slowly merged those fragments into one.
"I haven't forgotten those three months of hell on earth, and you remember it too." Chu Tianfeng didn't continue to approach the door.
He had already regained his cool.
If not for the remnant wisp of red at the corners of his eyes, one simply wouldn't be able to see that he had been so agitated just now.
"So I won't hurt you. Live on and become stronger." His hands hanging by his side clenched into fists. "And then protect her."
After he finished speaking, he took out a porcelain bottle from his storage bag and tossed it to Qin Xiumo.
"The Sixth Realm Tranquil Pill refined by the Elder of Burning Sky Palace's Medical Hall. It can also help suppress qi when a Nascent Soul cultivator suffers from qi deviation," Chu Tianfeng said hoarsely.
Qin Xiumo's body stiffened, and the porcelain bottle had already landed on his chest.
He raised his hand to open the bottle cork.
The Sixth Realm Tranquil Pill's medicinal ingredients were secondary, but this required a Spirit Severing cultivator with Sixth Realm medical skills to refine.
It was extremely rare in any sect in the Three Thousand Worlds.
After all, there were Spirit Severing cultivators, but Sixth Realm medical skills were very rare.
If Meng Qi didn't die, he might break through Fifth Realm and enter Sixth Realm within a year or two.
He expressionlessly took the pill and slowly swallowed it.
Chu Tianfeng's words just now made him completely believe that the other party wouldn't harm him.
Because in the future, they would have an extremely terrifying common enemy.
Chu Tianfeng was right. They could be considered "friends of life and death".
When the pill entered his mouth, it instantly turned into warmth and rolled down.
His Dantian, which had just felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand knives, was gradually surrounded by warmth.
"With her help and this Tranquil Pill." Chu Tianfeng was still standing at the door. "Don't let me down."
He turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait." Qin Xiumo opened his mouth and called out to him.
"Is there something else?" Chu Tianfeng didn't turn around.
"Do you have spirit stones?"
"Hmm?" Chu Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.
He finally felt a little happier. It turned out that he wasn't the first person to be asked for money.
Meng Qi wasn't biased.
He still treated everyone the same way!
"How much do you want?" Chu Tianfeng also roughly knew Qin Xiumo's current situation.
He must have been injured by his close friend during the tribulation and suffered Qi Deviation, so he escaped alone.
He probably didn't bring anything out, and the things on his body should have all been struck to ashes by the tribulation lightning.
He was lucky to be able to survive.
"A hundred eighth-grade spirit stones." Qin Xiumo was a little embarrassed, which was rare.
He turned his head away, not wanting to meet Chu Tianfeng's gaze.
"Hmm?" Chu Tianfeng frowned, then flew into a rage. "Eighth-grade spirit stones? A hundred? Meng Qi asked you for them? "
Qin Xiumo nodded.
Chu Tianfeng almost went crazy with anger. "Why? You're an eighth-grade spirit stone?! "
He was a sixth-grade spirit stone?!
And Qin Xiumo had a hundred of them!
What about him?!
And it was calculated by the stones!
It didn't sound impressive at all!
Why?! Why did he take so little from him?!
How was Qin Xiumo better than him?!
Even if he was indeed very strong in the future, he was still useless now!
Qin Xiumo: "…"
An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he shook his head. "No need."
He looked at Chu Tianfeng calmly.
Suddenly, he thought of a better idea.
The author has something to say: The hardworking me is righteous and reaches out for candy. Hehehe = 3 =
This chapter will still drop a small red packet of 200 yuan. I'll have to add it tomorrow. The update time should be around noon.
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I recommend the novel "The tyrant Dreams of Me Every Night" by my close friend Wuyue Jin. She is also very hardworking, and her novel is fat. The text is as follows:
Su Wan, who died from overwork, transmigrated into a palace drama and became the only palace maid in the cold palace.
On the night the old emperor fell ill, Su Wan dreamed that she had become a high and mighty female emperor. The imperial husband she married was young and handsome, sensible and tactful.
In the dream, she was entangled with the gentle and affectionate imperial husband for a year. The old emperor finally passed away.
Su Wan held the silver that she had accumulated for many years to open a incense shop and waited for a long time. She didn't wait for an amnesty to allow her to leave the palace. Instead, she waited for the legendary ruthless and arbitrary new emperor — the extremely obedient imperial husband in her dream.
Su Wan:???
The little money-grubber who only wanted to open a shop and didn't sink into the mystery of the dream X the ruthless and cold crown prince who was taught how to behave in the dream
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