With the blood of the ancient remnants of the metamorphosis clan in his body, and the techniques of the metamorphosis clan, Yun Miao was able to repair the wounds with twice the result with half the effort.
The wound healed quickly, and after the life and death battle just now.
She had some understanding of life and death in her heart, and her realm was slightly improved by one level, becoming a mid-level earth spiritual master.
The so-called five spirit root qualifications had no impact on her cultivation at all, but within half a month of introducing Qi into her body, she was promoted one after another. If the Hualan world knew about it, it would be shocking.
On this side, Yun Miao is concentrating on recuperating and advancing, while the competition for spiritual fire on the other side has also entered a fever pitch.
In a cave filled with flames.
"Han Jian, you are a swordsman and it is useless even if you take the spiritual fire. You should leave it to me, Qiu Shui Sect, and I, Qiu Shui Sect, will definitely compensate you."
Song Qiuyun and Han Jian fought back and forth, but the sword cultivator was the strongest among all the monks, so Song Qiuyun quickly fell behind.
"The sword tempered by spirit fire can only be used in our Sword Control Sect, so don't bother with it."
Han Jian's face was cold, and the spirit sword in his hand was merciless.
"ah……"
Song Qiuyun couldn't dodge, and his arm was injured. Her charming face was furious: "Old man, you don't know how to show mercy."
"She is an old woman, but she really thinks she is a little girl."
These words completely angered Song Qiuyun. Regardless of whether she was a cultivator or not, women cared about being called old.
Ever since Song Qiuyun practiced the skills given by his sect, he has been rejuvenated, becoming younger and more beautiful day by day. Now the truth has been exposed.
He immediately became furious: "Han Jian, you insulted me and deserved death."
Song Qiuyun took out a talisman, his expression was a little painful, but he still used his spiritual power to ignite it and threw it away.
"Fire Control Talisman." Seeing this, Han Jian did not dare to fight head-on and quickly dodged.
Although he was a little affected, he was not injured and still had the strength to fight again.
Seeing this, Song Qiuyun quickly shouted to Ling Yanshu, who had been watching: "Fellow Taoist Yanshu, come and help me, otherwise this spiritual fire will be taken away by Han Jian."
Although Han Jian and Song Qiuyun looked at the fierce fight, they did not dare to use their full strength when there was only one person watching, for fear of being taken advantage of.
Only then did Song Qiuyun ask Ling Yanshu to join the game.
Ling Yanshu was dressed in white clothes and was spotless. He stood in mid-air holding a sword. Hearing the words, he said: "My Yaowang Valley has low combat power and only knows how to make elixirs. I am no match for the two Taoist friends. I will withdraw from the competition for the spiritual fire this time." .”
"Since you are withdrawing, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless." Han Jian stabbed Song Qiuyun with his sword.
Although Song Qiuyun blocked the sword with difficulty, he did not refute.
Although Ling Yanshu was in her heart, if it were normal times, treasures like Ling Yanhuo could not be given away.
Ling Yanshu's face flashed with struggle, but he was indeed no match for these two people.
He said, "In this case, Yan Shu will leave first."
Afterwards, Ling Yanshu glanced at the slightly beating spirit fire, turned around and left cruelly.
Once they left, the two fought even harder.
Song Qiuyun even shouted: "Han Jian, don't think that you are a swordsman, I am really afraid of you, just watch your moves."
Song Qiuyun took out the talismans again, and this time there were three at a time.
"Your Qiushui Sect actually has so many talismans."
Song Qiuyun had too many talismans, and Han Jian could not resist and had to be defeated. Song Qiuyun did not pursue him. He covered his sword wound and sneered: "After all, the spiritual fire belongs to me, Qiu Shui Sect."
She stepped forward and was about to take the spiritual fire into her palm.
Suddenly his body stiffened.
"Fellow Taoist Yan Shu, you didn't leave."
Ling Yanshu unexpectedly came back again.
"Fellow Daoist Qiuyun, this spiritual fire is very important to our Medicine King Valley. Only with it can we refine higher-grade elixirs. I can only help you so much."
Ling Yanshu raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of medicinal powder, and Song Qiuyun suddenly found that his spiritual energy had been sealed.
Ling Yanshu stepped forward and took the spiritual fire into his palm, looking at the beating flames, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes.
"Ling Yanshu, if you take away this spiritual fire today, you will become the enemy of Qiu Shui Sect." Song Qiuyun shouted unwillingly.
Ling Yanshu didn't even look back, and left quickly with the Spirit Fire Sword.
Not far outside the cave entrance, Yunding Zhi has been hiding in the dark, trying to find an opportunity to strike.
But looking at several spiritual masters, he knew that he might not have a chance.
In the end, I could only grit my teeth and give up this great opportunity.
…
After one day and one night.
Yun Miao finally repaired his injuries and stabilized the frailty of his spiritual energy brought about by ascending a small level.
"Lord Killer, I've recovered from my injuries, how can I get out?"
In this place, killing is the master, and Yun Miao can't even find the exit.
There was a flash of blood in the eyes of the strange man. Before Yun Miao could see clearly, when he came back to his senses, he felt top-heavy and he was already standing in a cave.
amazing.
She touched the blood-colored jade pendant hanging around her neck.
There was a doubt in her heart, whether this jade pendant was also on her when she went in just now.
She was in the space and didn't even check.
As if sensing her thoughts, Shi said coldly: "This jade pendant is just the key to the Jiutian Yinsha Prison. The Jiutian Yinsha Prison itself is placed in the void. Just wear this jade pendant well from now on."
"So, you are not in this jade pendant."
Yun Miao had always thought that the Nine Heavens Yin Evil Prison was the space of Yu Perry.
After working on it for a long time, she misunderstood.
"How can this little jade pendant accommodate my body?"
This adult is still so arrogant when he speaks.
But if you think about the person being trapped and still in the void, you can save her from the hands of Yunding and teleport her to the Nine Heavens Yin Evil Prison.
This big guy does have arrogant capital.
No matter, as long as the boss is here, she can save her own life.
Yun Miao raised her feet and was about to go out when her expression suddenly changed and she pulled out the azure light sword she had grabbed.
This sword has no name, and the sword body is glowing with a green aura, so Yun Miao named it Qingguang Sword.
"Who are you?"
I saw a handsome man in white sitting on a stone not far away.
The man was in a meditating and breath-controlling posture, sitting there with his eyes closed. His whole body looked extraordinary, and he could tell at first glance that he was not weak in cultivation.
But Yun Miao was alert for a long time and found that the man was motionless.
Cultivators have keen senses. Even if they are adjusting their breath and find something abnormal, they can wake up quickly.
But why doesn't this man move?
Could it be that he didn't take her seriously?
Yun Miao was confused when a murderous voice came from his mind: "He has already fallen."
"What, someone died?"
Ji Leng said: "His sea of consciousness has been swallowed up by the spiritual fire. This is the result of trying to conquer the spiritual fire without knowing what one can do."
These words seemed to have meaning in her.
But Yunmiao always ignores information that is not important to her and only catches keywords.
"Master Killer, you are saying that he has spiritual fire on his body, but why don't I feel the heat?"
Didn’t the spiritual fire burn the entire mountain?
She still remembered that she wanted to fight for the spiritual fire before, but before she got close, her body couldn't bear it.
"The temperature of the spiritual fire can be retracted or retracted. Otherwise, why would the spiritual fire have been here for many years and there was no movement in the past, but now it is burning with heat."
"I see, then how can I force the spiritual fire out of his body?"
Yun Miao's originally extinguished thoughts resurfaced.
Although the spiritual fire is dangerous, she won't accept it and just watch it.
Shi pointed out: "If you create a burst of spiritual power on him, the spiritual fire will naturally appear."
Yun Miao immediately accumulated a spiritual power in her palm and hit the man in white.
The next moment, as expected, a small red flame floated out from the man's eyebrows, and it felt like it could be blown out by the wind.
Yun Miao looked a little disappointed.
"This is no different from ordinary small flames. I thought the spiritual fire would be special?"
Huo Miao seemed to understand the disdain in Yun Miao's words. His little body shook, and Huo Miao suddenly grew a little bigger, as if he was angry.
The next moment, he rushed directly towards Yun Miao.
Before Yun Miao could react, flames penetrated between her eyebrows.
