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Chapter 237

Naturally, Ling Xiao would not refuse Mu Feng's proposal.

Don't look at her being low-key and indifferent in the Flying Star Hall all these years, as if she doesn't care much about anything, but in fact, deep in her heart, she has never really let go of her hatred of annihilating the clan for a moment.

It is impossible for her to forget her father's painstaking efforts, the souls of many dead disciples in the sect, and all the hardships she has suffered.

I will never forget it in my life.

The reason why she never mentioned these things to others is that she didn't see the slightest hope of revenge before.

But it was different now. The demise of the Chiyang Sect and the rise of the Jiuzhong Pavilion all showed her the powerful strength and energy of the young man in front of her.

Since the other party was willing to help, how could Ling Xiao hypocritically refuse?

Another key reason is that anyway, what you owe the other party has already been paid off, so it doesn't matter if you owe the other party more.

If one day he wanted to repay the debt by himself, no matter what the request was, he would just agree to it.

But with Ling Xiao's understanding of Mu Feng, she knew that this person in front of her would never do those shameless things.

Because the existence of the other party is like that glorious sun, which specializes in overcoming all evil spirits.

After the voice of Mu Feng's inquiry fell, Ling Xiao didn't say much, and directly handed her jade palm towards the other party.

When the cuffs slipped down, revealing a delicate and small wrist.

Mu Feng looked at the slender jade hand stretched out in front of him, raised his palm and gently shook it.

In the palm, the skin on the back of the woman's hand is as silky as satin.

Ling Xiao's palm was completely different from her cold demeanor.

The soft and warm touch made Mu Feng unable to put it down as soon as he grasped it.

At first Ling Xiao was a little bit worried because of mentioning the past, but as time went by, the embarrassment in her heart overwhelmed other thoughts.

Because Mu Feng held her hand without any signs of exploring, he rubbed his fingertips lightly, looking like he was just playing around.

In order to break the untimely charming atmosphere, Ling Xiao took the lead in saying, "Did you find anything?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Very smooth."

Hearing such a sentence, Ling Xiao's pretty face, which was as white as jade, immediately turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Embarrassed, she immediately withdrew her palm.

But Mu Feng was one step ahead of her and clenched his little hand tightly: "Be serious, we are checking the injury, don't be distracted by thinking about some impure pictures."

After finishing speaking, he mobilized his cultivation power and divine sense at the same time, and began to seriously investigate Ling Xiao's problem.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged across from him, biting her red lips lightly with her white teeth, and a trace of reproach flashed across her eyes.

It was obvious that the other party was dishonest first, but he had the nerve to put on such a serious appearance.

With the ability to reverse black and white, I don't know how many girls have been coaxed before.

Of course, the thoughts of these little daughters were just a hasty thought, and Ling Xiao suppressed them in his heart.

After all, she was also a strong fighter who had stepped into the top combat power of the Tianji Lingyu, and her state of mind and vision were beyond the comparison of ordinary female cultivators.

In order to fully cooperate with Mu Feng's investigation, she immediately withdrew her own cultivation power, and only maintained the basic operation of spiritual power in her body.

The mind is also opened to the other party to the greatest extent.

It can be said that Ling Xiao is defenseless at this moment.

This level of trust has never been seen in her past time.

With the infiltration of spiritual thoughts, Mu Feng gradually discovered something strange in Ling Xiao's body.

There was no obvious damage to the flesh, meridians, or soul, and as for the hidden injuries and impurities that every monk would have more or less, they were not the reason for affecting Ling Xiao's cultivation.

In most cases, the so-called damage to the foundation of the monks is actually nothing more than the frivolity and infirmity of the physical body or spiritual power.

But after Mu Feng's careful investigation, he found that it was not because of these reasons that dragged Ling Xiao back to the top.

So what is the problem?

The failure of the initial exploration did not bring any discouragement to Mu Feng, on the contrary, it aroused the competitive spirit in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Mu Feng took out a Yuanshi Xiaoyao Pill from the system space, cut off half of it, and stuffed the other half into Ling Xiao's red lips.

"This is the emperor-level Yuanshi Xiaoyao Pill. I only kept half of its medicinal power. You can refine it as usual, and then use the medicinal power to hit the upward bottleneck."

Mu Feng thought, since he was unable to detect the problem for a long time, he might as well let the problem surface by himself.

Isn't that hidden thorn head good at hindering Ling Xiao's growth?

Then I will use the elixir and medicine to pile up the cultivation base for her.

If the thornhead dared not come out, then he would have saved trouble, since Baodan had a lot of himself, it would not be a big problem to directly push Ling Xiao to the Happy Realm.

And if the thorny head emerges and starts to obstruct, then I will be able to catch it on the spot.

No matter what the situation is, the odds of winning are on your side.

Regarding Mu Feng's orders, Ling Xiao did not hesitate to execute them.

As the half of the Yuanshi Xiaoyao Pill dissipated, extraordinary changes appeared in his body immediately.

Countless hazy dark matter began to float out of Ling Xiao's bones, and in an instant, every part of Ling Xiao's body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black mist.

The energies that could have helped Ling Xiao increase his cultivation, when they touched the black mist, immediately melted away like the lingering snow of a scorching sun.

What surprised Mu Feng was that after the black mist devoured the majestic energy, it didn't grow at all.

This increase is not reflected in the quantity, but means that the energy of the black mist has not changed in any way.

This is contrary to common sense.

Even on this continent of practice, energy conservation is still an eternal rule.

This disappearance will inevitably cause another to grow.

The speed at which the black mist devoured the medicinal power was not slow, and in less than 20 minutes, half of the Yuanshi Xiaoyao Pill had disappeared.

Of course, part of the medicinal power was still absorbed by Ling Xiao.

But compared to the wear and tear, the effect on Ling Xiao is far worse.

Mu Feng observed again for a while, then withdrew his divine sense.

"Can you sense the changes in your body just now?"

Hearing Mu Feng's question, Ling Xiao immediately began to answer: "I can feel the power of the medicine has been sent to all the limbs, but I can only absorb a small part of it, and most of the remaining energy seems to have disappeared out of thin air. .”

"Can you feel how the power of the medicine wears off?"

"I can't sense it. In fact, I have encountered such a situation many times. Whenever I accumulate spiritual power to a certain extent, this weird thing will appear whenever I try to break through myself."

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao asked again expectantly: "What about you? Have you found any clues?"

Mu Feng smiled and nodded: "I think I have found the crux of the matter, so let's change to a safer place, and then you can just refine the medicine as before, and leave the rest to me Bar."

Mu Feng didn't mention anything about the weird black mist to the other party.

Although Ling Xiao's state of mind is stable enough, the other party is always a woman, and things like dense black mist deep inside her body will more or less bring some psychological discomfort to the other party.

After Ling Xiao nodded in agreement, Mu Feng took her jade hand directly, and led her into the independent space of the spirit weapon.