Nan Xian closed his eyes, quickly stopped thinking about it, and let himself focus on his eyes.

He circulated the filthy aura that had been forcibly hidden before, intending to force the fire poison that had infiltrated into the body during the practice just now to a place far away from the dantian of the heart and brain.

With his innate demon body and suitable exercises, he has made great progress by practicing in this environment with the help of the three-volt fire.

But there are pros and cons to everything.

The fire poison accumulated in the three-volt fire will adhere to the meridians and accumulate quietly—there is no place that attracts those fire poisons more than the "human meridians".And once the fire poison enters the body, after a few months, it will completely assimilate into a part of the meridians, bringing life-long torture to people, and it is difficult to peel off.

In the previous life, Nan Xian had already suffered a lot from this.

But in this life, if he doesn't want to be manipulated by Ling Chen and let the scumbag master harm more people...he has to walk the old path of the previous life again, otherwise, in this life, he may just stay underground forever and become aA vessel with cleansing fire veins.

"..." However, things that can be avoided should be avoided as much as possible.

This time, Nan Xian intends to force the fire poison to a position where it will not easily affect his mind, try to delay the time of being eroded by the fire poison as much as possible, and then let them slowly settle.

...

Nan Xian closed his eyes and exercised his kung fu, driving the traces of spiritual power he had cultivated in the past few days, searching for the fire poison deposited in the meridians.

head

No.

heart -

No.

Dantian torso——

still none.

...nowhere.

Nan Xian was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes again, a trace of genuine surprise flashed in his eyes.

What about fire poison?

This kind of thing cannot disappear out of thin air, and the human meridian is the place that attracts it the most.But now, the poison is gone.

……and many more.

The most suitable place for it to stick to... is the human meridian?!

Nan Xian suddenly thought of something, and got up in shock, but just as his knees left the ground, he was mercilessly dragged back by the shackles.

He was forced to fall back to the ground, but he thought of the little junior sister who was probing around in his meridians with spiritual power just now.

——If remember correctly, Xia Xiyue's spiritual root seems to be the dual element of water and soil.And these two spiritual roots, no matter which one, had far stronger adhesion than his fire spiritual root.

If the two are mixed together...

Those missing fire poisons didn't all end up on her, did they?

This conjecture left Nan Xian at a loss for a moment.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation where "the fire poison in his body was taken away by others".

In the previous life, no one had ever used spiritual power to invade his meridians: no one dared to do this, and no one could do it——In the previous hundred years, Nan Xian was forced to practice underground, except for Ling Chen who came and went in a hurry,Can't see anyone else at all.After that, he broke out of the mountain. Although he was infected by fire poison and was injured all over, his strength had already entered the top ranks of the world.

who knows now...

But no matter how you look at it, this is the most likely scenario at the moment.

Thinking of the characteristics of fire poison, Nan Xian became inexplicably agitated: the fire poison that has not yet settled will explode suddenly when stimulated by sunlight.I don't know if it's day or night outside.If it happens to be in the scorching sun, and the little junior sister leaves without knowing anything about the sword...

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and glanced at the criss-cross chains on his body.

Ling Chen spent a lot of money in order to trap him here to purify the three-volt fire - not only his hands, feet and neck, but all his main joints were also chained.Not to mention the moment when he has just embarked on the path of cultivation, even in the last life, he spent a lot of effort to break free.

The body can't leave, but fortunately, there is still consciousness to use.

Although spiritual consciousness also needs to be driven by spiritual power, but just a reminder... hope it can catch up.

Nan Xian closed her eyes, and the red lines between her brows disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, at the corner of the cave, a red fire butterfly flew up.

It flew along the corridor in the cave for nearly a hundred meters, and bumped into a Salamander who was resting in the crevice.

The Salamander opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a slight flicker of flame red streaks between his brows.

It looked left and right for a moment, then quickly plunged into the crack of the rock cave, and crawled out of the cave along the passage that was only one finger wide.

...

Underground entrance.

Xia Xiyue recalled the route Ling Chen had told her, studied carefully for a while, and successfully unlocked one mechanism after another in the opposite direction, leaving this complex and intertwined land vein alone.

The entrance and exit are in opposite directions, so you must not go wrong.The two places are far apart.

When he came out from the other side, his feet were no longer the dry thorny land, but ordinary grass and trees in the mountains.

Xia Xiyue crawled out from the dark ground, squinted her eyes to adapt to the clear sky, stretched her waist, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, I suddenly became a little worried: I only stayed underground for a short while, and my mood inevitably became depressed.The master's remnant soul will stay inside for nearly a hundred years...

I don't know if it was because of this sadness, Xia Xiyue suddenly felt that the weather in front of her didn't seem so pleasant anymore.

——Compared to before entering the ground, the sun seems to be extraordinarily strong at this time, making people uncomfortable.

Under the scorching sun, Xia Xiyue soon lost interest in enjoying the scenery.

She retracted her gaze, raised her hand to summon Feijian, and muttered to herself, "Let's go to the library first..."

The cultivation systems of the upper realm and this small world are actually somewhat different, and many spells cannot be mixed.

So now, Xia Xiyuekong has a genius body mass-customized by samsara division, but he can't fully display its power.

The hard-working migrant fox felt that this was not good: although Xiaoshi Tiandao was far less suspicious of her than Ling Chen, who had already been here once.But if she is the peak master of the Yinxian sect, she can't use any classic spells in a hurry... It's inevitable that she will be targeted by Tiandao because she is too abnormal.

In short, in order to avoid being struck by lightning every day like a boss, it is best to do a little daily study.

...

Xia Xiyue stepped on the flying sword, intending to go to the library.

But as the spirit sword lifted into the sky, she gradually frowned as she looked at the blue sky.

For some reason, the sun is getting stronger and stronger.The sun was shining on the body, and the "warm" feeling that should have been there did not appear, but it was like being roasted on an iron plate.

Just as he felt something was wrong, the next moment, the meridians all over his body seemed to be on fire.Xia Xiyue was dizzy, her vision was transpired and distorted, and her mind became blurred.She suddenly realized slowly that the problem didn't seem to be "hot weather", but her own.

The spiritual power in her body fluctuated wildly, and the flying sword under her feet trembled as if she had been scalded, and suddenly threw her off.Xia Xiyue fell from mid-air and hurriedly raised her hand to strike, but the spirit sword didn't respond.

She had no choice but to stop paying attention to the disappointing sword, gritted her teeth against the severe dizziness, and turned her head to look at a rushing river diagonally below, with a clear light in her eyes.

There was a burst of spiritual power, and in the distance, a water dragon roared out of the river and rushed towards her.But at the same time, the unbearable scorching heat in the body, together with the spiritual power, exploded again.

There was a buzzing sound in Xia Xiyue's head, and she completely lost consciousness.

The long sword lingering with faint spiritual power also faded to its ordinary iron color, and fell from the sky together with its owner.

...

Nearly a hundred meters away, a young disciple wielding a medicine shovel to gather herbs looked up and saw this scene, and was immediately stunned.

This place is not far from the Lingyuan, and only the peak masters of the peaks are allowed to fly with their swords in this area.The young disciple who had just started was looking at it with admiration, but he didn't want to be mistaken. The fairy in the sky turned out to be like a wild goose with its wings broken. It lost all its strength and suddenly fell downward.

The medicine shovel in his hand was frightened, and his face was full of horror.

Before he could figure out what to do, a ground salamander suddenly broke out from his feet and hit his ankle.

The moment the two came into contact, a red line flowed across the dark gray brows of the Salamander.

In the next second, the same crimson streaks suddenly appeared between the disciple's eyebrows.

...

With a slight flicker of the lines, it quickly disappeared into the skin and returned to calm.

The little disciple's expression suddenly changed.

The stupefaction and shock disappeared in an instant, and he waved his fingers, and the thin bamboo beside him snapped.

The "little disciple" threw the cut bamboo casually, and the bamboo pole stopped in front of him in the air. He stepped up skillfully, like holding a bamboo sword, and went straight to the sky, facing the falling from mid-air.people.

Nan Xian raised his hand to catch Xia Xiyue, and almost at the same time, he heard the sound of water, accompanied by majestic water vapor.

Turning his head to look, he saw a monstrous water column rushing obliquely, rolling down with huge potential energy.

——This was Xia Xiyue who instinctively summoned her to save herself before she fainted.Now her consciousness has disappeared, and the water flow without the support of spiritual power can't turn, and it still rushes straight towards this side.

The "little disciple" stepped on the thin bamboo, twirled in the air with Xia Xiyue in his arms, narrowly avoided the huge splash of water hitting them, and swooped down to the ground with the people.

He drove the bamboo pole with the spiritual power that was about to run out, and flew towards a big tree with a clear goal.

When approaching the ground, the trembling thin bamboo finally fell.Nan Xian's feet went limp, he hugged the person in his arms, and stumbled into the shade of a tree.

...

After a few breaths.

The "little disciple" sat up from the ground, pressed his fingertips on his forehead, his consciousness throbbed with pain, and his vision began to be intermittent, making it difficult to connect.

"..." The remaining time for possession seems to be running out.

Nan Xian turned her head to look at the person on the ground next to her, and raised her hand to touch Xia Xiyue's forehead, the tentacles were hot.

He frowned again and opened Xia Xiyue's sleeves, searching all the way along the exposed skin, and finally, his eyes stopped on her forearm.

——On the inside of Xia Xiyue's forearm, there was a faint red spot printed on it, which looked like an ordinary cinnabar mole.

However, Nan Xian's heart sank when he saw this familiar thing.

...This is actually a bruise from the fire poison entering the body.

Subterranean poisons react violently to sunlight.Those fire poisons that were supposed to be in his body... were indeed lured away by the little junior sister.

The spiritual power that was not much was being consumed like a flood.

"Little disciple" raised his trembling hand and pressed it on Xia Xiyue's forearm, as if he was determined to do something.But soon, the last bit of spiritual power was exhausted, he fell to the ground, instinctively frowned and struggled, and soon fell asleep breathing evenly.

...

After a while.

Next to the two fallen people, a long sword came from far to near, silently.

The scumbag master in fluttering white clothes stepped down from the spirit sword, and it fell gently on the ground like a snow shadow.

Ling Chen looked down at the two corpses lying under the tree, and broke off a branch from the side.He threw the branch on the little disciple and read a few words in a low voice.

The ordinary branches gradually emitted a bright silver light.It quickly hung in the air like a flying sword, stirring up the drowsy and sleeping little disciple, and walked towards the place where there were people in the sect.

Soon, the little disciple disappeared from sight.There were only two people left under the tree.

Ling Chen walked to the side of the sleeping Xia Xiyue, half squatted down, pressed the side of her neck, and felt for her pulse.

It may be that after entering the shade of the tree, there is no direct sunlight; it may also be stimulated by that cold hand.Xia Xiyue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, she opened her eyes in a daze.

As the eyes focused, the incomplete color blocks in front of him gradually became clear, and finally a familiar face was pieced together.

...Ling Chen's face.

Xia Xiyue: "!"

There was a mistake at work, and she was suddenly surrounded by her boss. Xia Xiyue was shocked and instinctively wanted to sit up.

But just as he moved, Ling Chen raised his sword to block it.The jade-colored sword hilt pressed in front of her, and it easily pushed her back to the ground.

Now that they are so close, the two can already communicate with their spiritual sense.

Ling Chen withdrew his sword, and an indifferent voice sounded in her consciousness: "You don't need to get up, anyway, you will fall back again."

Xia Xiyue: "..."

She secretly tried it in disbelief.Standing up a little bit, the vision really began to dizzy again.

Xia Xiyue relaxed her body silently, and lay down again as if nothing had happened.

Ling Chen looked down at her appearance, then looked at Xia Xiyue's sword in the distance, and quickly understood the situation.

His voice came along with his consciousness: "In the last life, why did Nan Xian wear a hood and a mask all day long after he came out of the ground?"

Xia Xiyue: "..." Isn't it because, that is the fixed aesthetic of the magic fairy?

She remembered that there was also a cabinet of robe masks at home, which Nan Xian bought from merchants from all walks of life—Nan Xian Xianjun seemed to be very interested in these "villain costumes", and often used them as regular clothes, and even gave them backShaped, she has customized several sets of pet miniatures.