Immortal Voices

Rong Xian did not choose to save people, her eyes fell on the strong man.

Rong Yu and Qi Xing have already been recruited, but they are still insisting.

Rong Xian estimated, this person's cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth immortal.

She pretended to be sorry, "It's a pity that it cannot be used for me, my hero, my enemy."

Then, as soon as her mind moved, Qiu Danqing's heart suddenly burst into flames, and the boundless thoughts pulled his mind deeper.

Qiutan Qing's face changed, and she lost her voice: "Read the fire!"

The monk should have three fires, heart fire, mind fire, and **** fire.

The three fires converged, invincible among the same ranks, and leapfrog battles were even more important.

Of course, the most important thing is to defeat the enemy. Except for the legendary Tianhe Weak Water, Xuanming Heavy Water, and Merit Purified Water, there is nothing that can restrain the three fires, and few people can ignite the three fires since ancient times.

Besides, the so-called mind-fire is based on the burning of the seven emotions and six desires as the firewood and the sentient beings as the kind of fire.

Anyone who is motivated to read the fire, if not able to sustain it with a powerful spirit, can only be burned by the fire, leaving a walking dead.

Qiu Danqing is now in such an awkward situation. Facing the fire, he has no other way than to use his strong cultivation as a hard resistance.

He didn't expect to just meet a person who ignited the fire just after taking a small task, and even worse, he didn't have Sanshui.

As the thoughts eroded, Qiutanqing's expression fainted.

With a look of Rong Xian's look, the whole body was condensed into a drop of medicinal water.

She threw it away, and the clean water hit Rong Yu's face.

Rong Yu narrowed her eyes and opened her eyes sharply.

"Aunt." Rong Yu called in a panic.

Rong Xian suddenly heard this claim, but her expression did not change.

"Yuer, wake up?" Rong Xian asked with a smile.

She didn't ask Rong Yu what she saw after she was seduced by the passion, which was not important to her.

As long as Rong Yu saved her life, it was enough to continue the incense for their Rong family.

Rong Yu returned to God, then realized that everything she had just seen was an illusion.

He looked lonely and lonely, and then pressed these emotions to the bottom of his heart with a strong mind, pretending to be innocent: "Trouble the Master."

Rong Xian raised his jaw, Yun Qingfeng said lightly, "You have given me so much trouble, it's not bad."

Rong Yu was indifferent, and was used to being stunned by his Master all the time.

Seeing him so boring, Rong Xian pouted his lips and hummed softly, saying, "Give me the beads in that man's hand."

When Rong Yu heard this, he looked intently at Qiu Danqing. This man still held the bead that absorbed numerous poisons.

In the face of the Eight Immortals and the strange poisonous beads, Rong Yu walked over without any hesitation. Ding was not worried that he would encounter danger to his life. He believed that the Master would not harm him.

As expected by Rong Yu, nothing happened until he took Wan Duzhu from Qiutan Qing.

He put away the poisonous beads, and when he was about to leave, his eyes flashed red, and his palm was pressed against Qiu Danqing's shoulder.

Inspired by the magical energy, the faint sense of crisis urged Qiu Danqing to wake up, but his spirit was entangled in the fire, and he was completely unable to cope with the outside world.

With Rong Yu's actions, a strong vitality and powerful force poured into Rong Yu's body.

Rong Xian stood in the distance and watched quietly, without any intention of stopping.

After they came to Zhongqianjie, they were always in a state of suppressed power.

Rong Yu's desire for strength is clear to her, as long as she cares not to let Rong Yu change her mind because of the pursuit of strength, manufacturing obstacles, everything else is easy to say.

A 'click' sounded softly. Rong Yu only felt a roar in his head. He instantly crossed the peak of the human immortal triple and moved towards the quadruple of the human immortal.

After absorbing Qiu Danqing's strength, Rong Yu's cultivation was directly stabilized to the fourth level of Renxian.

After seeing Qiutan Qingxiu's loss, and it could no longer be dangerous, Rong Xian resolutely withdrew the thought.

After recalling the fire, Rong Xian shook her figure, her face paled for a moment.

She used the early cultivation of Renxian Wuzhong as a stubbornness to block the strongest of Renxian Yazhong. Although she seemed relaxed, she had been hit hard.

This fire is not simple to use.

Rong Xian suppresses the millennium of imprisonment. In the millennium, he always wanted to take revenge and forcibly suppressed it for various reasons. Taking these thoughts as an introduction and experiencing various dangers, he ignited the fire.

Letting Nianhuo suppress Qiu Danqing not only tests the strength of her soul, but also the strength of her fairy power.

In the confrontation with Qiu Danqing, Rong Xian can be said to have moved all his strength.

And Qiu Danqing is not a wooden man to let you fight or not, his desperate resistance made Rong Xian even more costly.

For at least half a month, Rong Xian couldn't use Xianyuan's power at all, and within a month, she couldn't use the power of the soul.

In other words, before the recovery of Rong Xian's injury, at least half a month, she had no strength like mortals.

Thinking of this, Rong Xian sighed secretly in his heart, and sighed quietly: "It's an eventful autumn."

Anyway, after all, Qiudanqing was resolved, which was a little deterrent.

In addition, before burning the fire, Qiu Danqing's soul turned into nourishment, and it was more powerful when she recovered it. As long as she refined this power, she would go further.

Rong Xian braced his head, alas, it is not a loss.

"Master, give." Rong Yu came to Rong Xian refreshingly, and passed Wan Duzhu to Rong Xian.

The increase in strength made him more confident in establishing a foothold in Zhongqianjie. Absorbing Qiu Danqing's cultivation also made him spit out badly, and he felt relieved.

Rong Xian didn't reveal any clues, but sighed slightly: "Are you happy now?"

Rong Yu was a little puzzled, and then came over and scratched his head. Hehe laughed and stopped talking.

His eyes were full of smiles. It turned out that when he was awakened from the illusion before, Master had seen that he was in a bad mood, and this method only made him happy.

He pressed the corners of his mouth to rise upwards, and the false abdomen slandered the way his Master comforted him.

But also because of its clumsiness, it is commendable and it keeps people warm to the heart.

Master, if you want to make people happy, you can soften your heart into a pool of water.

Rong Xian took a random look at the 10,000 poison beads and put them away. She carefully sensed the front and found that Qiu Danqing still had breath, so she was relieved.

She doesn't care if this person is alive or dead, all she cares about is whether Yuer is a fair man.

Xiuwei is gone, people just live.

A living person and a dead person have completely different meanings.

She said to Rong Yu: "With Qi Xing, we should leave."

Rong Yu glanced at Qi Xing, who was daydreaming on the ground, and carried a person on his shoulder, and walked towards Qifeng Town.

No one intercepted this way anymore. Everyone knows that there is a strong person at the peak of the Eighth Fairy blocking the road, and no one is sent to intercept it. This also causes Qiu Danqing to kneel, and the road is rare and smooth.