Resurrection Pill (3)

The ethereal and nimble spirit jumped and danced in the void, every movement was as beautiful as dancing, but a hundred times faster than the dance, and in such a graceful gesture, every gesture was a fatal move.

Each of these moves is extremely familiar to Wen Renya, and every move and style is the essence of her summary after being tempered in countless battles, and she condenses it with life.

In the past few months since she came to this shijie, Wen Renya has hardly used these moves except for the day she first came over, especially the best ability in her previous life.

Shadow.

Wen Renya closed her eyes, felt her senses, and recalled the general tips of the previous life, in addition to her own genes, it was more of her own hard practice.

And on Wen Renya's bed, Shen Xiao, who was guarding the bedside, was a little sleepy and dozing in the second half of the night, just after he closed his eyes, he didn't see the body of the little woman on the bed, as if it was blocked by something, slowly disappeared little by little, becoming more and more transparent, until the bed was empty.

But in a short time, he returned to his original appearance, and he was still a quiet and sleepy person, even if someone saw it, he probably just felt dizzy and misunderstood.

Wen Renya, who was practicing over and over again, didn't know what kind of changes her practice had brought to the physical body outside at this moment, at least she took advantage of such a rare quiet time to review the things that had been useful.

After reviewing all the abilities that had been abandoned for a while, Wen Renya's spirit body was also a little tired, flickering with a flickering light.

Knowing that if she continued like this, she was afraid that she would hurt the fundamentals, Wen Renya sat down cross-legged and began to meditate to breathe her breath.

Not long after she began to meditate, a scorching stream of air gradually spread throughout her body from her abdomen along the seven meridians and eight veins with an unstoppable force. Wen Renya subconsciously used her inner breath to breathe this sudden liliang, and even the spirit body felt a warm heat.

I don't know what this thing is, but I can feel that it is a good thing, since it is sent to the door, Wen Renya immediately mobilized all her senses, guiding this liliang, so that it will not rampage and hurt the already fragile intestines, but follow her guidance little by little to slide through the internal organs, with the powerful effect hidden in it to repair the inside of her body injured by the ritual.

The fragility of this body is reflected in the bones, if it can be strengthened after repairing it, it will undoubtedly be a very good thing for Wen Renya's other cultivation in the future, after all, no matter how high the talent is, it needs a strong body to cooperate.

If you want to make a pots of medicine that blow down in the wind become a generation of powerhouses, no matter what kind of talent he has, this matter is still destined to be a joke.

The heat flow is particularly powerful, with a rich aura, a steady stream of not giving the meridians and internal organs that have been seriously injured and beginning to wither, the feeling of continuous repair, growth, and refreshment of body functions makes Wen Renya's mood can't help but fly, and meditate more attentively to guide them to work for themselves.

This pranayama in the void didn't last long for her, but for the people outside, two days and one night had passed.

Wen Renya was in a coma and couldn't eat, Huan'er and Hongyue could only obey Yuan Nanfei's orders, and after a while, someone took a small spoon and dipped a little water to moisten her dry lips that had begun to peel.