Miao Congshu really cooked a large pot of black potion, and because it was quickly cooked with spiritual power, it didn't take long.

He scooped a large bowl of potion and brought it to Yu Fuli and asked, "Do you like to be proactive or passive?"

Yu Fuli frowned, his eyes full of disgust and disgust for the black potion. It was difficult to ask him to eat some food, let alone a large bowl of disgusting potion.

"I'll give you the photo stone to you, I won't drink the medicine."

Miao Congshu doesn't care: "You can do it." Anyway, he still has many photo stones.

Yu Fuli compromised and lowered his head and took a sip. The sweet and sour taste washed away the taste buds. The spiritual power wrapped in the liquid penetrated into the spiritual veins, gradually covering the wound, accelerating the improvement of the wound.

Not bitter? Yu Fuli raised his eyebrows.

Miao Congshu waited for him to drink a bowl and then took back the utensils, cleaned it and put the remaining potions into the mustard space. The remaining potions were put into the mustard space for storage. After sorting out the mustard space, he leaned over to Yu Fuli and lay down, not daring to touch Yu Fuli. After all, the wounds on his body looked too scary.

But he wanted to touch him again, so he raised his hand and put it on the back of Yu Fuli's hand. The hand was bigger than his own, as if it was bloodless, and it was a little cold. Miao Congshu closed his eyes and said, "Spiritual power will help you recover from your injuries. The potion just now was made of boiled with many medicinal materials containing spiritual power, locking the spiritual power to the maximum extent." After a pause, he said, "Add limu and pickled sour plums, and the bitter taste was removed."

Although the medicine is bitter, Yu Fuli would rather wait for the wound to heal slowly than eat some medicinal materials. No one will be picky about food and that way.

In the Lingxu illusion, Yu Fuli likes to drink Limu Bing Water. Miao Congshu specially picked the sweet and sour taste when cooking the potion. Fortunately, the spiritual energy is locked and it is not lost.

Yu Fuli held Miao Congshu's hand back, "It made you worry."

Miao Congshu: "Don't talk, heal the wound first."

In the huge underground palace, three South China Sea pearls exuded a warm light. In a corner of the underground palace, Yu Fuli and Miao Congshu snuggled up to each other and enjoyed a moment of comfort in the quiet space.

Miao Congshu gradually fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Yu Fuli was not beside him. He looked up and saw Yu Fuli stepping on the giant pit. The bloody clothes he was wearing had now been changed into black robe. He was lowering his eyes and staring at the bones in the giant pit.

That expression was solemn he had never seen before. Miao Congshu thought the bones in the pit were his old acquaintance.

If you contact him to say "The Suzaku King and Tiandao join forces to bully him" and "Whip the Corpse", there is absolutely reason to believe that Yu Fuli is familiar with this secret realm, and may even know the original owner of the secret realm.

Miao Congshu put away Bai Yuzhou and was about to comfort Yu Fuli, but when he saw him raise his hand and make a "grab" in the air, he sucked a golden-red bone into the palm of his palm, and then waved it casually, and the bones in the pit turned into ashes.

“…”

If you are an old acquaintance, you will definitely have a grudge.

Yu Fuli threw the golden and red bone over, Miao Congshu threw it over and asked, "What's this?"

"The Phoenix's Spiritual Bone."

"??" Miao Congshu suddenly felt that his hands were weighing thousands of pounds. The legendary creature, like Phoenix, seemed to be more expensive than the Zhuque. He pulled the bones out of the exhibition and might make a fortune. However, Yu Fuli pulled out the other person's spiritual bones and crushed them into ashes, which was really uncommon. "What's the use?"

"Materials for making refining weapons." Yu Fuli waved his hand and asked him to come over, then turned his gaze to the coffin opposite. "I didn't expect that I could pick up the phoenix spirit bones. You should be foolproof when you advance."

Yu Fuli had previously said that he would look for divine materials for refining weapons on Tiandao, refine them into defensive artifacts, and help him overcome the advanced thunder tribulation of the Mahayana stage. Phoenix Spirit Bone was an unexpected gain, so what did Yu Fuli originally wanted?

Miao Congshi was puzzled and stuffed the phoenix spirit bone into the mustard seed space and suddenly found a similar spirit bone inside. He asked, "Who is the bone in my mustard seed?"

Yu Fuli: "Surprising King."

Miao Congshu was silent and thought that you were always struck by lightning.

Yu Fuli walked forward, but his mind was half focused on Miao Congshu behind him. He felt funny when he saw his depressed and helpless expression. No matter what Miao Congshu reacted, he felt funny and pleasant when he saw it.

While they were lost, they had already crossed the giant pit and came to the coffin in the center of the tower. Until they came to the tower, Miao Congshu discovered that the tower and coffin were unexpectedly vast and tall.

The coffin is as big as a room, and it is made of some materials. The body of the coffin is engraved with defensive ban formations. The lid and the coffin body are tightly tucked together and look difficult to lift.

Miao Congshu: "You really want to whip the corpse?"

Yu Fuli: "I've been kidding?"

It's just that it's not a joke.

The coffin is guarded by the phoenix bones and is engraved with defensive formations. It feels like the burial of the rumored gods. Before, it was deliberately killed by Suzaku King, which was a grudge. There are very sufficient reasons for the purpose of spiritual bones and the use of heavenly thunder to loosen the restriction in the body.

So now I deliberately enter the underground palace to whip the corpse, without deep hatred and pure interest, that is really a unique mentality.

Yu Fuli: "You scold me in your heart?"

Miao Congshu: "What else can I think besides praising you and I?"

Yu Fuli: "You can still be moved by others' backs."

Miao Congshu: Oh, come and settle the score after autumn?

He held his arms unmoved. He was not afraid at all now, and he hadn't really changed his mind anyway.

"I can guarantee that the past that King Suzaku said was absolutely fictional, because I really don't have any memory. The recording of the photo stone is to prove my innocence. As for the capture of King Suzaku's back, it is certainly not a change of heart!" Miao Congshen said with confidence: "That's because I regard him as you! That back looks particularly like you. After all, the person I am really moved by is you!"

Just kidding, do you think he was talking nonsense without preparing in advance? No one knows the principle of staying at a front line better than him, otherwise he would have drowned in the sea long ago.

Yu Fuli: "What you said makes sense, but I don't listen."

Miao Congshu: He was unreasonable and unreasonable, and his past tricks were defeated. Forget it, he could let him be strong, and I just don’t accept it if I don’t want to.

He looked like a salted fish that was "I love you, it's hard to serve you to die", and he looked like he was bored.

Yu Fuli looked at it and narrowed his eyes, pinched Miao Congshu's little neck like fate strangled the little pitiful throat and said, "Stop moving. Wait until you go out before you solve your problem."

Miao Congshu: "What can I do? I'm innocent."

Yu Fuli smiled and said, "I've been going through Kunlun all the time. You gave me a lot of surprises." He pinched Miao Congshu's neck and leaned over to peck at the corner of his lips: "Miaomiao, do you think I've really been so generous in revealing those things? Those annoying things have not been dealt with yet."

Miao Congshu shrank his shoulders and his back was a little cold. He thought no wonder Yu Fuli hadn't moved much before, Lu Sangtu and the others, so he had to wait until he went out before dealing with it.

Yu Fuli: "Go and sit next to me, I will open the coffin. Remember to defend yourself."

Miao Congshu walked to the side and sat down. He took out more than a dozen defensive spirit weapons and wrapped them around him. Then he supported his cheek and watched Yu Fuli violently untied the ban on the coffin.

After a while, the ban was untied, and the coffin was lifted and inserted into the wall of the underground palace. Yu Fuli stepped on the edge of the coffin and looked down at the corpse in the coffin.

Miao Congshu was curious and looked over, but saw a man lying inside with a rosy face as if he was just asleep. He was dressed in a golden crown, had a very beautiful appearance, and was as beautiful as jade. Even if he closed his eyes and didn't speak, he could catch people's attention and attract attention.

But what shocked Miao Congshu even more was that the man's face was extremely familiar! Because it was Yu Fuli's face!

His facial features, long hair and a slender figure of eight feet tall, and even a small red mole on his Adam's apple. If Miao Congshu hadn't been able to withstand and annoyed when he was moved, he would bite Yu Fuli's Adam's apple like a small beast, he would have probably not discovered it.

Miao Congshu looked back and forth at Yu Fuli beside him and "Yu Fuli" in the coffin, and was dumbfounded: "You twin brother?"

The underground palace is a tomb of gods, and the gods are buried. Yu Fuli is the lord of gods. Then they look exactly the same, perhaps the twin brothers have not escaped. I guess the relationship is not good, otherwise how could they whip the corpse for no reason?

Yu Fuli: "No." He waved his sleeves and pulled the corpse inside out and threw it on the ground. Then he rolled up the heavy coffin and suddenly hit the body down. The flesh and blood were blurred and the sound of flesh being squeezed and broken was particularly sour.

Miao Congshu hissed, feeling that his flesh and blood were feeling pain for Yu Fuli.

This man is amazing.

When he said that he would whip the corpse, he smashed the human body into a meat pie, especially this person was lifelike and looked like him.

There was a loud "dong" sound, and the coffin was thrown out again, but the corpse that was smashed into meat was returning to its original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yu Fuli grabbed the heart of the corpse, stirring his fingers several times in the air, and golden pieces suddenly flew out and were absorbed into his palm.

Miao Congshu glanced at it and was a fragment of the horoscope.

The corpse that lost the fragments of the horoscope quickly withered, turned into white bones, and finally turned into dust and floated in the air. When the fragments of the horoscope were completely sucked into Yu Fuli, the entire underground palace began to shake left and right, on the verge of collapse, and the spiritual energy rushed around and chaos occurred.

Miao Congshu barely stabilized his body and said to Yu Fuli: "The underground palace collapses, we have to leave."

Yu Fuli put his waist and said, "Not only the underground palace, the entire secret realm is landing. Be prepared, we are going out."

Miao Congshu was stunned for a moment and responded: "Okay."

The underground palace was shaking, outside the underground palace, the sky city, the corpse swamp, the golden tree... the entire secret realm was shaking, and the exhausted and full spiritual energy was in an extremely unstable state. Unprepared monks absorbed the spiritual energy in an instant, and their spiritual veins were burst. Some monks quickly guided and controlled it when they found something wrong, and instead advanced quickly without encountering thunder tribulation.

This is an opportunity and a test of disaster.

Some of the monks guarding the Taixuan Mountains noticed something was wrong and quickly notified the elders of the master sect. More than a dozen leaders of the sect came over and gathered on the edge to watch from afar. The leader of the Taixuan Sect frowned and said, "The secret realm has been opened?"

"It's only eight months. This is the secret realm with the shortest occurrence."

"Didn't you notice that the spiritual energy suddenly became abundant? The spiritual energy in the world is overflowing, spreading from the direction where the secret realm is located as the center... It's not like the secret realm is opened, but like the secret realm is falling!"

"Is this the reason for the revival of spiritual energy?"

...

They were talking, and they were both worried and excited to witness the historical changes in the cultivation world and their expectations for ascension. The cultivation world has not seen the ascension monks in many years. They could clearly feel that the spiritual energy was decreasing year by year. It may take another thousand years or ten thousand years, and the spiritual energy disappeared. The cultivation world may become the mortal world, and there will be no more cultivators here.

In recent years, several major sects have successively noticed strange phenomena in the sky. After many deductions, the cultivation world will usher in a great explosion of spiritual energy.

This is the opportunity!

They were worried, but more of them were expecting.

The leader of Taixuan Sect sighed: "I don't know what happened to Fu Xue and the others."

The elders next to him comforted him after hearing this.

At this time, huge changes occurred in the Taixuan Secret Realm. Tens of thousands of cultivators came in, but now there were only a few thousand people left. They quickly realized that the current situation was a problem with the secret realm, so they quickly responded.

Ying Fanghu and others in the corpse swamp stopped plundering treasures and were ready to leave. On the way, several people from Wanfadao Sect happened to encounter the tower ship of Deng Qizhi and Hehuan Sect, and found that Xu Fuxue and Jing Wanhao were also inside. They simply worked together to protect the tower ship to avoid being strangled in the spiritual storm that occurred when the secret realm and the cultivation world converged.

Lu Sangtu was on the top of the mountain, and the ghost-headed demon sword slashed the spiritual power storm that swept over. In the center of the huge lake in the distance, Xue Tingchao once again suppressed his obsession and refused to eliminate it, trying to steal the remnant soul of Wen Jincheng, who was behind him, was the respectful Penglai Sect member.

The sky suddenly became bright and dark, and a big hole suddenly broke, like an egg that broke a shell. The continuous spiritual power caused a spiritual power storm during the internal and external struggle. After the storm, the secret realm will be combined with the cultivation world into one.

**

Yu Fuli took Miao Congshu directly over the spiritual power storm, and left the secret realm out of thin air and landed on the ground of the cultivation world. As soon as the soles of her feet touched the soft grass, a black whale emerged from the ground. Her soft tail wrapped around Miao Congshu's ankles. After the whale "screamed" twice, it turned into a round hawk falcon.

The black falcon hit Miao Congshu's straight ball, and as soon as he met the warm little friend, he was grabbed by the wings and threw it out roughly.
To be continued...