Luo Fu also sat opposite Murong Yan.
He turned his wrist slightly, and a pair of fingertips already held a silver needle.
He said seriously: "Not only do I not have the elixir in my body that can repair broken veins."
"We don't even have the elixir to repair damaged meridians."
"So, we can only take the simplest and crudest method."
Murong Yan was tortured miserably by Lu Zifeng.
Fortunately, it is much easier to repair damaged meridians than broken ones.
Her injuries were not yet irreparable.
Murong Yan stared at the silver needle in Luo Fu's hand curiously: "What are you going to do?"
Luo Fu said: "It's very simple, just sew it up!"
Stitch! ?
Simple! ?
Murong Yan's beautiful eyes widened: "Ah?"
But soon, she calmed down, pulled off her sleeves, and said, "Brother Luo Fu, come on!"
"Punch me hard. For your sake, sister can bear it!"
After saying that, he rolled up the sleeves and bit them with his silver teeth.
Luo Fu was too lazy to flirt with her.
Immediately, a ray of Nine Heavens divine power was drawn from the Nine Heavens Spiritual Palace.
And use the divine power of the Nine Heavens as a thread to penetrate the silver needle.
"coming!"
After a light drink.
Luo Fu pinched the silver needle, pointed his two fingers forward, and flicked it forward.
call out!
The silver needle directly turned into a thin beam of light and shot from Murong Yan's lower abdomen into the body cavity.
Immediately, Luo Fu formed a seal with his hands and used his mind to control the silver needle in Murong Yan's body.
The silver needle found the meridian and quickly sutured it from the starting point of the first meridian.
The silver needle pierced her body, but Murong Yan could still bear it.
Yes, the meridians are different from the physical body.
To suture the meridians, you need to use silver needles to pierce the meridians countless times and sew them up.
This kind of pain was far beyond Murong Yan's imagination.
The piece of sleeve bitten in his mouth immediately opened his mouth due to great pain and fell out.
"Aha... Ouch..."
"Uh-huh……"
"No...it hurts..."
"lighter……"
A series of groaning sounds that made the lower abdomen feel hot, flew out from the red lips one after another.
The cry was charming and delicate, making people's hearts tremble and their faces turn red.
Luo Fu's face turned red for a rare moment, and he said, "Can you... stop screaming so ecstatically?"
Murong Yan gasped and moaned: "I can't help it..."
"Ouch...yo..."
"Ouch..."
"Ah, good or bad..."
"Ah, it hurts there, oh..."
"uh-huh……"
the other side.
The one hundred and fifty enemies who were meditating on the technique were also disturbed by the continuous panting and frequently glanced sideways.
This group of fresh-blooded young people were all out of breath. They felt hot inside their bodies and found it difficult to concentrate.
Murong Yan seemed to have noticed the unexpected effect of her cry.
For a moment, she completely let go.
The moans and calls just now turned into shouts at the top of one's lungs.
A pair of catkins puckered the corners of the clothes into folds.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
"Ouch...ouch..."
"Ah, it feels so good... ah, come more, harder!"
The screams became more and more exaggerated, until the throat became hoarse and even started to cry.
The eyes of the monks across from him were all straight.
Murong Yan is a famous "succubus" among the thirty-three god-level forces.
How could they withstand this deliberately created charming shout?
Their mouths were slightly open, and their breathing became heavier.
Just then.
A cold snort.
The Xuanqing Taoist monks woke up one after another.
They quickly turned their attention away from Murong Yan and saw the cold face of the immortal soul old man.
Everyone was shocked and bowed their heads in shame.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said sternly: "A bunch of worthless losers!"
"Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"The Spirit Heaven Immortal Tree releases spiritual power based on the number of people in the temple."
"The Immortal Tree will only release spiritual power for one hundred and fifty-two people for you to absorb."
"at the same time."
The old man pointed at the wordless stone tablet: "This technique has no upper level limit!"
"It is divided into palace god level, refining god level, refining void level, earth vein level, heaven vein level, heavenly level, and immortal level."
"The first level true immortal level, the second level true immortal level...the ninth level true immortal level."
"Even...god level!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Lu Nan hurriedly said: "Ancestor, is this skill actually divided by realm levels?"
The old man nodded and said: "This technique is specially customized for the Lingtian Immortal Tree. The difficulty of the techniques practiced by Bill and others is several times higher!"
"Don't look at you, you can control the True Immortal level skills, but if you practice this "Wuji Holy Technique", with your qualifications, I'm afraid you won't even reach the True Immortal level."
"Okay, let's get started!"
Everyone did not dare to neglect and immediately concentrated.
next moment.
From the Lingtian Immortal Tree, a ball of fairy light suddenly shot out.
The fairy light sphere was extremely small, only the size of a grain of rice.
When one hundred and fifty people were operating their skills, one hundred and fifty thick beams of spiritual power were dispersed from the fairy light sphere as big as a grain of rice!
Each spiritual beam enveloped a Xuanqing Taoist monk.
The majestic and astonishing spiritual power immediately caused the realm of these monks to skyrocket!
Everyone was overjoyed, everyone looked excited, and they immediately forgot about Murong Yan's screams.
"What pure spiritual power!"
"I feel that my realm will be close to the third level of God Refining in just four days!"
In an instant, these 150 people collectively broke through the God Refining Level with their Wuji Holy Techniques.
An hour later.
Everyone has collectively achieved a breakthrough again, reaching the Void Refining Level!
time flies.
When the level of one hundred and fifty people's skills collectively surpassed the earth line level and advanced to the sky line level...
The spiritual beam that enveloped them began to change.
For some people, the beam of light they bathe in is relatively thick.
For some people, the light beam they bathe in begins to become thinner.
Among them, the beam of light that enveloped Lu Nan was second to none and the most majestic.
Lu Nan opened his eyes and asked curiously: "Ancestor, why are the spiritual powers we absorb so strong and weak?"
The old man Xianhun nodded slightly: "Are you aware of it?"
"That's right, absorbing the spiritual power of immortal magic lies in the word "grab"!"
"Whoever has higher qualifications, higher understanding, and a higher level of Wuji Holy Technique can gain more spiritual power!"
Everyone didn't expect that there was such a rule.
The next moment, these one hundred and fifty people immediately shut their mouths and started practicing with all their might.
No one wants to be inferior to others!
One day later.
The skill level of one hundred and fifty people has reached the Tianmai level.
Two days later, he reached the Tiandao level.
On the third day, among the 150 people, only Lu Nan broke through to the immortal level.
On the fourth day.
Lu Nan's skills have officially entered the first level of true immortal level!
The remaining one hundred and forty-nine monks were collectively trapped in the immortal level.
thereafter.
On this final fourth day.
Everyone, including Lu Nan, who is the most qualified, can no longer advance even half a step to the level of the technique!
Lu Nan kept frowning. The difficulty of practicing this technique was indeed several times more difficult than the real technique in the normal sense.
He has absorbed the energy and blood of the Demonic Immortal Heart, and both his aptitude and understanding have greatly increased.
So much so that even though he was not the reincarnation of a true immortal, he had already mastered the eighth level true immortal level technique.
And, the magic skill that is comparable to the ninth level true immortal level skill!
But despite this, this Wuji Holy Technique still stopped him at the first level of true immortal level.
The difficulty of this technique is beyond imagination.
This is also the fourth day, the last day of the first phase.
On the opposite side, Luo Fu's stitching progress for Murong Yan was also coming to an end.
The complexity of the meridians is extremely terrifying.
Moreover, the suturing process must be carried out step by step, with absolutely no room for error.
Even Luo Fu, who had been stitching together for four days and four nights, looked tired and had beads of sweat on his forehead.
Murong Yan stopped screaming.
She endured unimaginable pain, but still stared at Luo Fu with distress.
The severe pain made her furious: "Brother Luo Fu, our lives are coming to an end."
"In the last stage of this life, if I can die by your side, this life will be considered in vain."
call……
Luo Fu finally completed the last stitch.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and pulled out the silver needle from Murong Yan's body.
In another half hour, the ban on martial arts will be lifted.
The one hundred and fifty Xuanqing Taoist monks have also greatly increased their cultivation.
Among them, Lu Nan's realm is already very close to the third level of refining the gods, and half of his feet have crossed the threshold.
The rest of the people have different levels of realm, but the worst ones have all risen to half a minor realm.
Lu Nan nodded and said: "According to this progress, in the next four days, we will collectively enter the third level of refining the gods."
"But then..."
"Haha, the time for revenge is coming."
After saying this, Lu Nan looked towards Luo Fu with cold eyes.
"Brothers, please remember that it is best if you can capture them alive."
"If we can't capture him alive, we'll kill him!"
The other monks opened their eyes one after another and smiled ferociously.
One person said: "We, one hundred and fifty people combined with the magic power, it is easy to capture the little beast Luo Fu!"
"What's more, our cultivation has greatly increased, and we can easily capture it!"
The old man of Xianhun said solemnly: "Remember!"
"In the first four days, when the second four days are handed over, there is only half an hour to close the martial arts formation."
"Don't waste time, cut off his meridians and cripple his cultivation!"
next moment.
The huge Lingtian Temple suddenly made a sound of breaking the formation.
All the monks present felt light all over at the same time!
Lu Nan was the first to shout sharply: "The ban on martial arts has been lifted, let's do it!"
One hundred and fifty people jumped up from the ground at the same time.
the other side.
Luo Fu patted Murong Yan's shoulder gently and said, "Your meridians are no longer seriously affected."
"Next, just wait patiently."
"I'll come as soon as I go."
Murong Yan's charming eyes were as silk as silk: "Brother Luo Fu, you have beaten my sister for four days and four nights."
"Sister is already yours."
"Don't be afraid. If you die, my sister will go to hell with you."
"In the next life, my sister will be a man and you will be a woman. My sister will punish you instead. Angry."
As she spoke, Murong Yan moved toward Luo Fu, unbuttoned her front, and exposed the two waves.
The pair of white rabbits bounced tremblingly.
"Brother, you have never tasted a woman in this life."
"Before you die, don't suck. Otherwise, you will die unjustly."
