Xiaoqiu only had one Bairun Pill, which was the relic of Erliang. It was the size of a rice grain and was golden. He carefully held it in his hand, not daring to use too much force, for fear that it would fall into the skin of his fingers.

The bald man on the table stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, keeping his promise without saying a word. Yang Qingyin said that he could feed him Bairun Dan, which was just a joke. She still inputs spiritual energy to the bald man every two or three days.

Xiaoqiu threw Bairun Dan into his mouth, holding it without swallowing it. The bald man sighed slightly, and the most delicious food fell into someone else's mouth, so he had to give up.

Xiaoqiu turned around and threw the box on the bed. The box still contained pills. In fact, he had nothing in his mouth. He decided to adopt Xin Youtao's idea and pretend to be a pill. It didn't matter if he lost to Chen Hao, but he didn't want to be fooled again. Yang Qingyin looked like a person without scheming. Because of this, she might be exploited by others.

Xiaoqiu swallowed his saliva and put it in the shape of melting the pill. He was about to practice the exercises, but Yang Qingyin opened the window and entered uninvitedly.

The bald man exclaimed and hurriedly shut up.

Xiaoqiu was surprised. Even if she wanted to force out the demon seed, she came a little too early, and she was still a quarter of an hour away from Erguantian. "What's wrong?"

Yang Qingyin made a booing move, "One pill is not enough. I heard that Chen Hao wants to eat five pills, you have to eat ten pills."

"What, what?" Xiaoqiu didn't expect Yang Qingyin to use this trick, "Where did I get so many Bairun Dan?"

"You don't, I have it." Yang Qingyin took out a wooden box and shook it gently for a few times, making a crisp sound inside, "I have many relatives, and a few pills of Bairun Dan are a slight meaning to them."

Xiaoqiu was even more surprised. Bairun Dan was a valuable item. In order to support his nephew's cultivation, Chen Hao's uncle almost sold five pills. Yang Qingyin actually asked for a box casually, "Isn't this good?"

"What's wrong with it?" Yang Qingyin glared, "One hundred Taoist priests in the elixir. Ninety-nine of them want to take pills. Chen Hao didn't feel embarrassed. Are you humble?"

"I mean Guan Shenyue and the others."

"That's why I sent it quietly. You have to keep it secret in the future. Don't let others know who can condense the qi into a pill. I will give him a few pills at that time." She turned to the bald man again, "You have to control your mouth. You don't need to suck blood now, and your mouth is not very useful. I will pull out your tongue if you dare to leak the secret."

The bald man shook his head and nodded for a while, his face changed so much that he was so scared.

"So many Bairun Dan..."

Before Xiaoqiu could finish speaking, Yang Qingyin popped her left hand and Xiaoqiu immediately felt stiff and opened her mouth involuntarily. She didn't know how many pills flew into the entrance at the same time.

"Don't swallow it." Yang Qingyin removed the spell, "In addition, your own Bairun Dan is a total of ten. Although it was given by a relative, it also brought me a lot of favors. If the Dan Dan fails to succeed tonight, you will escape from Pangshan with your head and never let me see you two again."

Xiaoqiu was holding the pill and spoke vaguely. "What kind of magic weapon did you have to make Hongluke unbearable and drive you to the Yipin Institute?"

Xiaoqiu really doesn't understand that Yang Qingyin has so many powerful relatives in Pangshan. How big a mistake does she have to make to be punished so severely.

"It's not your business." Yang Qingyin replied proudly, turned around and jumped out of the window.

"A weird woman." Xiaoqiu whispered, and the bald man opposite him kept nodding.

Bairun Dan melted quickly. Xiaoqiu's mouth was full of spicy taste, and he swallowed it in small mouthfuls. It seemed that he had to try the elixir tonight.

Although Xin Youtao proved that Yang Qingyin was unreliable, Xiaoqiu had seen her truest side, so she didn't have much doubt.

Bairun Dan is as famous as its name. As soon as the body fluid in the mouth was swallowed, some of it immediately came out, and it would take a hundred times to end.

Swallowing and breathing and teething are one of the most basic methods of practice in Taoism. Xiaoqiu has practiced for many years and is doing it slowly now. It took half an hour to complete the "Bairun". Fortunately, the number of times of swallowing is not superimposed, otherwise, the nine Bairun Pills will not be able to be melted in one night.

Next is to wait patiently. According to the knowledge taught by Yangshenfeng, Bairun Dan takes effect very quickly, and there will be a sense of spiritual energy in the body within a quarter of an hour.

Xiaoqiu began to run the elixir method of the Heaven-defying technique in advance, stepping on the Tiangang, controlling his breathing, and making a series of complex movements with both hands.

The bald man watched in a daze, his face full of envy, his eyes were shiny, his mouth was open without making any sound.

Every step of the Tiangang Step technique has to stay in place for a while. After Xiaoqiu walked around, a quarter of an hour had passed, but he did not feel full of spiritual energy, and it was no different from before he took Bairun Pill.

"Strange." Xiaoqiu said to himself, and Ba Zizi opposite nodded in agreement.

He walked around again. Not long after the third update, Shen Hao on the Ancestor Peak had probably taken the pill, but Xiaoqiu still had no special feeling.

"Did she get the wrong pill?" Xiaoqiu asked.

The bald man shook his head and said he didn't know.

Xiaoqiu simply returned to bed and thought about it. He woke up soon after, but still had no feelings.

It seems that this night will be wasted.

As soon as the thought arose, Yang Qingyin jumped in through the window again, "Why did you sit on the bed? The method I teach you is not like this."

"Those Bairun Dans don't seem to work."

"How is it possible? These elixirs have been refined for less than ten years, and it is the best time to be effective." Yang Qingyin looked at Xiaoqiu, "I'll help you."

"How to help?" Xiaoqiu was quite surprised. One of the very important features of the art of defiance of heaven is that it practices alone. Apart from providing elixirs, there should be no other help methods.

"I'll help you conjure your soul."

"Soul-conjuring?" Xiao Qiu was even more surprised.

"I will use your soul and then urge the Bairun Pill in your body to take effect immediately. This is the easiest and fastest way. No matter what, you will have to successfully condense the pill tonight and you must never lose to Shen Hao."

Xiaoqiu felt that this method was a bit incredible, so he turned his head and looked at the bald man.

The bald man has experienced several soul-summoning events, but he doesn't like that feeling very much, so he pouts and shakes his head.

"Have you tried this method before?"

Yang Qingyin shrugged, "Mu Xingqiu, this is not like your personality. The art of defiance of heaven has to go through dangerous ways. Do you want to condense the energy into a pill?"

"Think." Xiaoqiu suddenly felt a sense of courage in his heart, and even felt ashamed of his cautiousness just now. My mother was right. He was going to take a dangerous path. How could he always look forward to it?

The bald man's head shook even harder, and three strands of hair could hardly support him. When he found that Xiaoqiu was unmoved, he simply jumped up and down, knocking the table loudly.

"Be quiet." Xiaoqiu felt a little dissatisfied, "throw you out again."

The bald man stopped moving, and his face seemed to be greatly wronged.

"What should I do?" Xiaoqiu asked.

"Just just sit on the bed." Yang Qingyin stretched out his right hand, holding a small oil lamp that had not been lit in his palm, "Just enter the state of indulgence, just leave the rest to me."

At this moment, Xiaoqiu felt a little suspicious. Yang Qingyin didn't have many magic weapons. When did an oil lamp appear outside the stolen Mingzhu? But this suspicion disappeared quickly. Yang Qingyin was here to help. Xiaoqiu thought that he shouldn't have doubted her for no reason.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, the bald man suddenly made an unexpected move, jumped up, opened his mouth, and rushed towards Yang Qingyin viciously, as if he wanted to kill her.

"Bald!" Xiaoqiu was shocked and angry.

Yang Qingyin waved her hand and the bald man was slapped back to the table and hit the incense burner. She landed on a pile of white paper, her head tilted and motionless.

"Don't worry about him, I'll let him dizzy for a while. Mu Xingqiu. Let's start thinking." The oil lamp in Yang Qingyin's palm was lit, and the faint halo was like a small flower growing in the corner.

Xiao Qiu's suspicion became stronger, and in the end, trust gained the upper hand. This was Yang Qingyin, who had shed tears in front of him, and there was nothing to doubt. Xin Youtao was born suspicious and thought too much. As for baldness, he was just a head that would be ten years old forever.

He closed his eyes, and after a moment, his mind began to be beating. First, it was like raindrops outside the window, slowly getting faster and stronger, like the thunder in the distance, the war drums approaching.

Xiaoqiu suddenly realized that this was not the feeling of soul leaving the body, but the soul-obsessing technique that the successor of the ancestor Taming Xinke used to him. They taught Lin Sa to cut him off after he wasted a lot of effort.

He opened his eyes, looked at Yang Qingyin who was casting spells seriously in front of the window, and asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

Yang Qingyin looked cold and said after a while: "Who do you think I am?"

Xiaoqiu's heart blew, "It's you? You bought Zhang Lingsheng and Xin Youtao through the incense burner."

He thought that he was who he was. This was a powerful spell. Zhang Lingsheng and Xin Youtao could not resist it. Xiao Qiu was almost trapped in it and could not extricate himself. He was worried that it would be too late for him to discover the truth.

"Yang Qingyin" pointed at the oil lamp and continued to cast the spell, and the beating in Xiaoqiu's mind continued to increase.

"Those two idiots can't do anything well, and I have to take action myself." She admitted.

"Who are you?" Xiaoqiu tried to launch a counterattack, but he couldn't move at all. The only thing he could do was concentrate on fighting the beating feeling.

"It doesn't matter who I am at all." The voice of "Yang Qingyin" changed, neither male nor female nor old or young, "Who are you? Where did you hide the demon seed? Why does it refuse to come out?"

Xiaoqiu did not answer and spoke and distracted his energy. He was a little puzzled. This person was obviously very powerful, so why didn't he use the mind control technique on him? Soon he understood that Zuo Liuying, the head of the Ban Secret Department, had used this trick on him and found nothing, so this fake Yang Qingyin had to change his method.

Besides the beating inside the brain, what impact does the soul-lossing technique have? Lin Sa did not give a clear explanation at the time. Xiaoqiu only knew one thing, and he had to resist it with all his might.

"You have a will beyond ordinary people." Fake Yang Qingyin praised, "If there is no magic seed in your body, it is a plastic material."

The door was pushed open, and another Yang Qingyin walked in. Her carefree temperament made Xiaoqiu feel that this person was real.

The real mother looked at the fake mother, but she was not particularly surprised, but just frowned - the person she saw was completely different from Xiaoqiu, "Aunt, what are you doing here?"

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