Chapter 1001
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The yellow light rushed over and couldn't help but envelop her. First, a period of consciousness rushed into her mind with an irresistible force.
A sharp pain like a needle pricked her, which made her almost cry out.
However, the whole body's senses were suppressed by the spiritual power, and even the pain could not be called out. As soon as I opened my mouth, I was forced by the spiritual power to choke back, and the tears could not flow out, so I could hardly breathe.
This consciousness turned upside down in the brain, and those spiritual powers wrapped in themselves were unwilling to show weakness and went into their own bodies one after another.
This spiritual power is owned by the food saint. How majestic it is. It rushes into its own muscles and veins with the momentum of withering and decaying.
Break through the obstacles, stretch the muscles and veins inch by inch, and then recover, continue to stretch, and then recover!
Over and over again, again and again.
Huan Qingyan doesn't know how long it has been. It seems that for 10000 years, she can't breathe. Her muscles and veins are torn and reorganized again and again. The inheritance in her mind doesn't care whether she can bear it or not, but just keeps pouring into the sea of knowledge.
I wish I could pass out. Maybe I can catch my breath.
But she was so sober that she could even feel the subtle movements of the muscles and veins every time they were torn open and reorganized.
With the washing of psychic power, she can even see that the dirt in her body is eliminated by psychic power and twisted into gray smoke by the psychic cocoon outside her body.
You can also see that the dark wounds left by yourself after production are moistened and nursed by spiritual power, and the speed of recovery is visible to the naked eye.
You can see the muscles wider than yourself once.
Originally, because of production, her realm in the later stage of zhenlingshi had a downward trend. At least all kinds of nourishing elixirs of Baili family were stabilized.
In addition, pig Lingbao and ye Lingbao are also seriously injured. They have to nourish them with Reiki all the time, so they can't get in any more.
At this moment, these seemingly endless spiritual forces actively drilled into their own bodies. Huan Qingyan felt that the cultivation accomplishments of the true spiritual master repressed by himself in the later stage began to rise slowly.
At the wrist, the sleeping pig Lingbao and ye Lingbao also slowly recovered from their listlessness.
The leaf Lingbao had grown as long as a vine. Because of the heavy injury, it now turned into a small leaf stem with three or four green buds.
However, the green buds are green and dripping, with a faint golden color. It seems that ye Lingbao has recovered from the serious injury, which seems to be more powerful.
However, ye Lingbao is still dormant at the moment, and is only absorbing spiritual power continuously.
The pig Lingbao is more active, and I don't know if it has absorbed more spiritual power. Its small body is round, its two wings are fleshy, and its four small hooves are as round as a ball, hanging in the air like a big moth.
Waving his fleshy wings, he flew around and spit out a circle of red flames, but the center of the flame was faintly white.
Pig Lingbao was worried about ye Lingbao. He rushed to the side of Ye Lingbao and rubbed the stems and leaves that had grown from thick to short, which seemed to be comforting.
Although Ye Lingbao was conscious of dormancy, his instinct was still there. He pulled out a thin green silk from the top of the stem and leaf, and slapped the pig Lingbao to the corner, with his feet facing the sky.
Pig Lingbao was angry. He finally turned over, his nostrils puffed, his mouth opened, and a small red dragon jumped at the leaves.
The leaves were wrapped in fire and shook out the fire only a few times.
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The yellow light rushed over and couldn't help but envelop her. First, a period of consciousness rushed into her mind with an irresistible force.
A sharp pain like a needle pricked her, which made her almost cry out.
However, the whole body's senses were suppressed by the spiritual power, and even the pain could not be called out. As soon as I opened my mouth, I was forced by the spiritual power to choke back, and the tears could not flow out, so I could hardly breathe.
This consciousness turned upside down in the brain, and those spiritual powers wrapped in themselves were unwilling to show weakness and went into their own bodies one after another.
This spiritual power is owned by the food saint. How majestic it is. It rushes into its own muscles and veins with the momentum of withering and decaying.
Break through the obstacles, stretch the muscles and veins inch by inch, and then recover, continue to stretch, and then recover!
Over and over again, again and again.
Huan Qingyan doesn't know how long it has been. It seems that for 10000 years, she can't breathe. Her muscles and veins are torn and reorganized again and again. The inheritance in her mind doesn't care whether she can bear it or not, but just keeps pouring into the sea of knowledge.
I wish I could pass out. Maybe I can catch my breath.
But she was so sober that she could even feel the subtle movements of the muscles and veins every time they were torn open and reorganized.
With the washing of psychic power, she can even see that the dirt in her body is eliminated by psychic power and twisted into gray smoke by the psychic cocoon outside her body.
You can also see that the dark wounds left by yourself after production are moistened and nursed by spiritual power, and the speed of recovery is visible to the naked eye.
You can see the muscles wider than yourself once.
Originally, because of production, her realm in the later stage of zhenlingshi had a downward trend. At least all kinds of nourishing elixirs of Baili family were stabilized.
In addition, pig Lingbao and ye Lingbao are also seriously injured. They have to nourish them with Reiki all the time, so they can't get in any more.
At this moment, these seemingly endless spiritual forces actively drilled into their own bodies. Huan Qingyan felt that the cultivation accomplishments of the true spiritual master repressed by himself in the later stage began to rise slowly.
At the wrist, the sleeping pig Lingbao and ye Lingbao also slowly recovered from their listlessness.
The leaf Lingbao had grown as long as a vine. Because of the heavy injury, it now turned into a small leaf stem with three or four green buds.
However, the green buds are green and dripping, with a faint golden color. It seems that ye Lingbao has recovered from the serious injury, which seems to be more powerful.
However, ye Lingbao is still dormant at the moment, and is only absorbing spiritual power continuously.
The pig Lingbao is more active, and I don't know if it has absorbed more spiritual power. Its small body is round, its two wings are fleshy, and its four small hooves are as round as a ball, hanging in the air like a big moth.
Waving his fleshy wings, he flew around and spit out a circle of red flames, but the center of the flame was faintly white.
Pig Lingbao was worried about ye Lingbao. He rushed to the side of Ye Lingbao and rubbed the stems and leaves that had grown from thick to short, which seemed to be comforting.
Although Ye Lingbao was conscious of dormancy, his instinct was still there. He pulled out a thin green silk from the top of the stem and leaf, and slapped the pig Lingbao to the corner, with his feet facing the sky.
Pig Lingbao was angry. He finally turned over, his nostrils puffed, his mouth opened, and a small red dragon jumped at the leaves.
The leaves were wrapped in fire and shook out the fire only a few times.
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
The yellow light rushed over and couldn't help but envelop her. First, a period of consciousness rushed into her mind with an irresistible force.A sharp pain like a needle pricked her, which made her almost cry out.However, the whole body's senses were suppressed by the spiritual power, and even the pain could not be called out. As soon as I opened my mouth, I was forced by the spiritual power to choke back, and the tears could not flow out, so I could hardly breathe.This consciousness turned upside down in the brain, and those spiritual powers wrapped in themselves were unwilling to show weakness and went into their own bodies one after another.This spiritual power is owned by the food saint. How majestic it is. It rushes into its own muscles and veins with the momentum of withering and decaying.Break through the obstacles, stretch the muscles and veins inch by inch, and then recover, continue to stretch, and then recover!Over and over again, again and again.Huan Qingyan doesn't know how long it has been. It seems that for 10000 years, she can't breathe. Her muscles and veins are torn and reorganized again and again. The inheritance in her mind doesn't care whether she can bear it or not, but just keeps pouring into the sea of knowledge.I wish I could pass out. Maybe I can catch my breath.But she was so sober that she could even feel the subtle movements of the muscles and veins every time they were torn open and reorganized.With the washing of psychic power, she can even see that the dirt in her body is eliminated by psychic power and twisted into gray smoke by the psychic cocoon outside her body.You can also see that the dark wounds left by yourself after production are moistened and nursed by spiritual power, and the speed of recovery is visible to the naked eye.You can see the muscles wider than yourself once.Originally, because of production, her realm in the later stage of zhenlingshi had a downward trend. At least all kinds of nourishing elixirs of Baili family were stabilized.In addition, pig Lingbao and ye Lingbao are also seriously injured. They have to nourish them with Reiki all the time, so they can't get in any more.At this moment, these seemingly endless spiritual forces actively drilled into their own bodies. Huan Qingyan felt that the cultivation accomplishments of the true spiritual master repressed by himself in the later stage began to rise slowly.At the wrist, the sleeping pig Lingbao and ye Lingbao also slowly recovered from their listlessness.The leaf Lingbao had grown as long as a vine. Because of the heavy injury, it now turned into a small leaf stem with three or four green buds.However, the green buds are green and dripping, with a faint golden color. It seems that ye Lingbao has recovered from the serious injury, which seems to be more powerful.However, ye Lingbao is still dormant at the moment, and is only absorbing spiritual power continuously.The pig Lingbao is more active, and I don't know if it has absorbed more spiritual power. Its small body is round, its two wings are fleshy, and its four small hooves are as round as a ball, hanging in the air like a big moth.Waving his fleshy wings, he flew around and spit out a circle of red flames, but the center of the flame was faintly white.Pig Lingbao was worried about ye Lingbao. He rushed to the side of Ye Lingbao and rubbed the stems and leaves that had grown from thick to short, which seemed to be comforting.Although Ye Lingbao was conscious of dormancy, his instinct was still there. He pulled out a thin green silk from the top of the stem and leaf, and slapped the pig Lingbao to the corner, with his feet facing the sky.Pig Lingbao was angry. He finally turned over, his nostrils puffed, his mouth opened, and a small red dragon jumped at the leaves.The leaves were wrapped in fire and shook out the fire only a few times.This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
