Hua Xiaomi really didn't understand. She just survived a disaster. Why did Cheng Baiyi come out inexplicably and even go to her inner demon disaster to save her?

Zhaocai and Jinbao and Good Luck took turns to fight, and you and I finally told you everything you said.

She nodded and smelled a faint fragrance. When she turned around, she saw that the soul-retaining fragrance was burning.

"Don't tell me, I must take out Cheng Baiyi before the incense burns out, otherwise I will never be able to come out?"

Good luck comes, "Well... it should be like this, but it is more likely that the Confucian scholar has died before the fragrance has burned out.

But—this doesn’t matter. What I want to ask more is, what have you encountered in the inner demon tribulation?”

Good Lucky Turtle's face was full of curiosity. She really couldn't imagine how Hua Xiaomi survived this disaster.

It is obvious...it's not because it's lost, but because of the fact that Hua Xiaomi's chances of being alive are really small.

Of course, it didn't dare to say this sentence.

"Do you want to know?" Hua Xiaomi waved at it, and it flew over happily, with a desire for knowledge on her face.

"But I just don't want to tell you what to do."

Hua Xiaomi ignored the good luck, and did not immediately go to rescue Cheng Baiyi. Instead, she meditated and adjusted her breathing for a while.

A normal golden elixir in the dantian and a elixir similar to the moon shadow, rotate slowly in an opposite shape.

The spiritual power in the body is surging, thousands of times more than the foundation-building period. If it were a stream before, it was a river and lake now!

She stretched out her hand, and a ball of spiritual energy condensed, and as she wished, it sometimes turned into flames and sometimes frozen into ice.

Sure enough, as long as she formed a pill, she could use her spiritual power at will, and she would no longer have to restrict the limitations of her martial arts.

Her spell is back!

"Pu" A piece of black dead skin on the arm fell down, revealing a tender white spot. Hua Xiaomi was stunned and followed the gap and lifted all the dead skin on her arm.

Looking at the delicate white arm in front of him, Hua Xiaomi almost bit her bite twice with greed.

This, is this her arm?

The impurities were struck by lightning?

After Fan Ruoyin said, after the elixir is formed, the skin will become whiter and smoother, and the face will become much more delicate.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "Well! I, have you seen me? I've become much more beautiful?" Her voice was expectant.

The mandrill and good luck came, and the six zombies turned to look at her. They saw that the other woman was charred, and she had a sour smell, and she bared her mouthful of big white teeth.

They nodded together again, and it was indeed very beautiful and bright, and they were stunned by the eyes.

Hua Xiaomi didn't know whether she was beautiful or not, but she found an important question.

She-no-wear-clothing!

Meditation in the wilderness naked!

Just now, a bunch of monks were fighting in front of her.

Fortunately, those people were dead. Looking at the bodies lying all over the floor, she narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Forget it, as a practitioner of Taoism, you should be fine and not wear clothes, but you can’t count anything at all. Anyway, you can’t lack a piece of meat.

so--

"Smack!"

The loud sound of shaves, mandrills, green-haired turtles, zombies, all the creatures she could see here were given a black palm print by her.

"Take all your eyes aside, otherwise I don't mind helping you."

Suddenly, the powerful desire to survive forced them to stick their butts and bury their heads.

After Hua Xiaomi took off all the dead skin on her body, she washed it and changed into a new set of clothes. She felt much more refreshed.

Zhaocai Jinbao covered his face and came over carefully, "Cheng... save him!"

What a kind mandrill, Hua Xiaomi patted it on the shoulder, "Don't be anxious, I still have something to do."

I saw her walking forward, looking at the moon hanging in the sky, and stretching out her hand.

The wind blew, and the snow fell on her palm, making it cold.

Hua Xiaomi closed her eyes, pulled her fingers lightly, and a ray of moonlight jumped at her fingertips.

The snowflakes turned into water, fighting each other, making the sound of "Ding Ling".

It slowly flows into the glass jade cup that is guided below.

A cup of herbal tea has been made.

With a slight force on her hands, the tea water was steaming and boiling, and the herbal tea turned into hot tea. She tried again and covered the cup with frost.

"You... actually have time to make tea?" I feel so leisurely!

Hua Xiaomi ignored the questioning voice and took out a milky white jade cup on her own, poured tea and tasted it lightly.

Well, the taste is pretty good, with the taste of moonlight.

After enjoying a cup of tea, close the lid of the glass jade cup and put it in the storage bag.

She is a food training practitioner, so how can she not make things if she wants to advance?

Looking up at the sky, she waved gently to the moon, "Open."

In an instant, the clouds cleared and the fog dissipated, the moon shone brightly, the colorful clouds gathered, and the phoenixes sang and danced.

The tender buds on the ground are freshly sprouted, the flowers are in full bloom, the grass is lush, and a New Year scene.

Hua Xiaomi was radiating with light, growing lotus step by step, spitting flowers, and her every move was full of fairy posture and a faint majesty that was unseen.

This is the real Jindan real person.

I don’t know when the snow-capped mountains disappear, the night disappears, and dawn comes.

A bunch of juniors who practice Qi and build foundations came forward to say some auspicious words to receive blessings. Hua Xiaomi was not stingy and sprinkled with sweet rain. Everyone fought and played endlessly.

There were also several Jindan monks who came forward to make friends, and she casually responded to the conversation.

These people are different from those before, and they are all here to congratulate them. Hua Xiaomi will not give a good face to such people.

After a few casual conversations, she beat everyone on the grounds of being in seclusion, found a safe place, made all preparations, followed the command of good luck, and returned to the inner demon disaster.

The fragrance was faint, and Hua Xiaomi felt that her figure was getting fainter and fainter, and the scene in front of her was getting blurry.

When her eyes could see clearly, she seemed to have returned to Minhao Academy.

Hua Xiaomi was very unhappy about this. This was obviously her inner demon disaster. How could she easily get in and out, but Cheng Baiyi was entangled?

"Senior sister, senior sister!"

Someone called her from afar. When she walked in, she found that she was a round-faced monk, who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

As soon as he walked up, he pulled her to hurry to another place, "Sister Sister, Junior Brother Cheng was beaten by Zhenjun Tongyuan again. Go and help him."

Hua Xiaomi was stunned and stunned by the sudden information.

"Junior Brother Cheng? Cheng Baiyi?"

The round-faced monk nodded and responded, pulling her and walking quickly.

"No, people say too much will make mistakes. Why do you think Junior Brother Cheng is not old and talk like an old man?

Isn’t this a beating by Zhenjun Tongyuan again, and now I’m punished to kneel outside the hall.”

As he said that, he crossed two bridges and turned to a hall. At the door was a young version of Cheng Baiyi, kneeling, his mouth was blocked and his eyes were glaring.
Chapter completed!