I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

"I'm so angry!"

Lin Biwan gasped and asked Zhao Miao and others for help.

"The little monk can't hold it anymore!"

The most embarrassed monk without Zen also agrees.

Zhao Miao gritted his teeth and swung a sword into the air, the warm and long infuriating breath of Breathing Technique filled the audience, and that sword brought back the sword intent of Wan Shuhua returning to the earth in spring.

"Send warmth!"

Zhao Miao shouted, the sword intent and true energy of this sword were not to attack, but to save people as he said.

What this sword rejuvenated was not the vegetation, but the physique meridians of Wuchan and others!Starting

The sword intent of this sword and the long and warm breath of the breath technique were sent into the bodies of Wu Chan, Lin Biwan and others with the sword.

Everyone only felt that the body was warm and comfortable, just like the name of this sword, sending warmth!~⑧~1~ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Even Lin Meng, who was not much wasted, felt that his body was moisturized by this sword, and the blood cells and meridians in his body were greedily absorbing this warm innocence and spring breeze like the nectar of a long drought. Jian Yi began to be full of vitality.

Some injuries on Wu Chan's body quickly healed a lot under the nourishment of this sword, and all the fatigue disappeared.

Lin Biwan's bottomless zhenqi was also nourished along with the meridians, and quickly absorbed the natural qi between heaven and earth to form his own zhenqi, and a small part of it was restored.

Lin Meng took a little aftertaste.

It's worthy of a sword to save people, it's really not a lie!

However, Lin Meng secretly slandered, the name of this sword is really old-fashioned, sending warmth... I don't know which Fengyue Land opened...

Lin Meng confronted Jin Mingxuan here, and neither of them did anything. Jin Mingxuan didn't attack Lin Meng and didn't do that useless work. Lin Meng knew that he couldn't hurt Jin Mingxuan and didn't do such useless work.

It's just that Lin Meng was a little worried. Since Jin Mingxuan didn't hurt herself, would it be possible to hurt Zhao Miao and others.

Lin Meng really didn't dare to support Zhao Miao and others, so he had to stare at Jin Mingxuan, for fear that the disaster would shift eastward, and if he could not help, he would cause them even more trouble. This is a saint walking in the world!

Seeing that Wu Chan and the others had recovered a lot, Xiang Qing was not anxious but laughed:

"Hahaha! Why do you do this in vain, why bother to die! Even if you can recover some? How many times can this warmth be sent again? It's just to restore some true energy and physical injuries, as long as there is no jhana monk's spirit The power will not be restored, and sooner or later the deputy host and Senior Liang will solve it. How will you struggle by then!"

Xiang Qing pointed to the crux of the problem in one sentence.

Yes, if the power of the soul that Monk Wu Chan relied on the most cannot be restored, his strength will not be restored. If Wu Chan is defeated, these two wandering masters are liberated, which would be a disaster for Zhao Miao and others.

Lin Biwan gritted her teeth and asked Zhao Miao:

"Young Master Zhao! Can your swordsmanship restore the power of the soul?"

Zhao Miao was speechless, and shook his head bitterly, unable to say anything.

"Hahaha!"

Xiang Qing's laughter was louder, as if he had expected it.

Fengyulou dared to do something under Qingcheng Mountain. Naturally, he knew everything about Qingcheng Mountain. There was not only information on contemporary Taoist sword fairy Sun Bofu, but also on Zhao Miao, the chief disciple of Qingcheng Mountain.

Xiang Qing and others have long known that Zhao Miao can use some wonderful swordsmanship to save people, but it is limited to recovering injuries and true energy, and the shortcomings cannot heal and nourish the soul.

Thinking that Zhao Miao could find another way to save people’s swordsmanship is already considered a genius. Qi himself has not yet reached the mysterious realm. Although he has opened the spiritual consciousness, the power to control the spiritual soul is just getting started in the lower-view realm. Can create a sword technique that nourishes the soul.

Zhuo Lin and others gritted their teeth silently, unwilling to accept this reality, but there is only one way to resist!

At this moment, the thin and mysterious young man who had been hiding behind Lin Meng and others was gradually forgotten by everyone, but his body shook suddenly, suddenly raised his head, looked at Lin Meng, grinned.

"Don't you always want to know who I am? I will tell you now."

Lin Meng's body tightened when he heard this, and he looked at the mysterious young man behind the crowd with caution.

Could it be that this person is really the dark child of Fengyulou!

The young man showed his big white teeth and slowly said a few words.

"I am, the drug seller in the rivers and lakes!"

Lin Meng was surprised, a drug seller?

At the next moment, I saw a golden halo and mysterious aura fluctuating from the young man's body.

With a burst of white smoke rising, the thin young man's figure quickly grew, becoming very tall and strong, the clothes on the upper body were also shattered into pieces, and the natural air around him was madly pouring into his body. The vegetation dried up.

"Is it Bozhi?"

Wu Chan suddenly turned his head to look at the young man, frowning and whispering with a look of doubt.

At the same time, the young man broke out an extremely powerful cultivation level fluctuation, everyone present was shocked, everyone stopped their movements, one by one looked in the direction of the young man in shock.

The boy at this time can no longer be called a boy at all, and he has completely changed his appearance.

From the timid and thin boy before, he has turned into a thin-eyed face with no anger and prestige. He has a short hair straight up to the sky, and a beard under his nose. He is tall and strong, with muscular knots, and the lines are very beautiful and obvious. The... the old man with white beard and hair.

"This... what's going on?"

Zhao Miao stared at the strong old man that the young man had transformed into.

If it is the change in appearance, it will not surprise everyone too much. The most important thing is that the cultivation base aura exuding from this old man at this time is the Profound Enlightenment Realm!

How could a thin young man in the Royal Sky Realm suddenly become a tall and strong old man in the Profound Enlightenment Realm!

The old man moved his neck, his face was not angry and prestigious, and after a heavy grunt, his muscles trembled, and a burst of bloody mist rose into the sky.

Blood is like a dragon, soaring into the sky!This is the highest state of physical training!

"Damn! It's still a profound understanding realm cultivation!"

Zhao Miao fell directly to the ground in shock.

There are only two practitioners in the Xuanwu Realm in the world, that is, Luo Feng, the lord of the Thousand Star Palace, and the Yulong King of Wolong River!

The strength of physical cultivation far exceeds that of ordinary monks of the same realm. Even if the lord of the Thousand Star Palace, Luo Feng, was severely injured by the Underworld Sword Immortal Mu Qingqing, he could still be the leader of the three sect leaders on the Jianghu Baiwen list. How can the physical cultivation of the Profound Enlightenment Realm make people not surprised!

I saw the rising blood of the old man rushing to the sky, but it formed a blood-colored mountain, and as the old man's figure shook fiercely, the mountain suppressed it.

All the cultivators with three-way killing force were all seriously injured under this shock. The dozens of weaker men in black in the fairyland burst into blood mist on the spot, with no bones left.

The two of Xiang Qing Dingran were slightly stronger and didn't kill them immediately, but they also fell to the ground due to the broken bones and tendons, bleeding from the Qi orifices.

Even Zuo Chenghuang and Liang Shang, two powerful immortal monks who were shocked, vomited blood again and again, and they retreated a few steps to become unstable. Only Lin Meng and others were unharmed and Jin Mingxuan was as stable as Mount Tai unmoved.