Of course, every time a disciple enters the small secret realm, it is impossible to be lucky to encounter those things, first of all, not to mention that chance is a very mysterious thing, and luck is also the same. But if it does, it will make the side envious and jealous.

For example, the last time the small secret realm was opened, a disciple under the elder seat got a small inheritance in it, although it did not make his master and the rest of the real people blush. But among the disciples of the same generation, it was simply a great opportunity.

That's why Shen Mubai is in a hurry, if he can reshape the spiritual root of the banquet and enter the foundation building, then he will definitely have a share of the quota this time, and since the other party is the protagonist of the world, even if there is an unknown mistake in the fate line, then the luck is not much worse.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in her heart, and the aura in her hand continued to pass over.

Two months is a flash-by-the-moment for those who cultivate the truth.

But now that her body is weak and damaged, and she has to spend her aura for the feast, she doesn't have time to nourish her dantian for herself, and the taste can be imagined.

But no matter how uncomfortable Shen Mubai feels, he has to grit his teeth and resist.

It wasn't until more than half a month had passed, the golden light on Yan Rong's face with his eyes closed was looming, and Shen Mubai noticed the imperceptible movement in his dantian, and his heart was overjoyed.

Although this movement is only for a moment, and even the past is ignored without paying attention, it is a big surprise.

You must know that the situation in the other party's dantian was not optimistic before, and it has always been in a state of dryness and no anger.

Although Shen Mubai's face was extremely pale, he was happy in his heart, so the aura under his hands also crossed over to the other party uncontrollably.

Anyway, even if there was no aura in the dantian, she had prepared enough spirit stones in her storage bag in advance, and there would be no problem at all in carrying it for these two months.

The golden light on Yan Rong's face quickly disappeared, and there was no movement in the dantian, although Shen Mubai was disappointed, he was not disappointed, and continued to cross his qi with full concentration.

After about a month, there was finally a second movement in the Yanrong Dantian.

The originally dry dantian slowly became a little angry, although it seemed to be a gossamer, but compared to the previous time, it was much better. At the same time, the golden light on the other party's face resurfaced, slowly spreading along the veins and veins, and then spread all over the body.

Although Yan Rong's willpower was so strong that it was shocking, he couldn't help but snort at this moment, sweat rained down, his bronzed skin seemed to be covered with a layer of oil, and his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if he was suffering great pain and suffering.

Shen Mubai knew that this medicinal bath had played a complete role, and her golden pill was not dug in vain, even if her body felt as if it had been hollowed out, she had to brace herself to cope with the next time.

As the days passed, the vitality in the Yanrong Dantian became stronger and stronger, but I don't know why, but it was a little different from the body of the original owner.

But at this critical moment, Shen Mubai didn't dare to be distracted, not to mention that the days of the past two months were approaching, so he couldn't be sloppy.

It wasn't until the aura in Yanrong's dantian was abundant and the other party's slightly frowning brows were smoothed out that Shen Mubai understood that two months had passed.

She let go of the hand that was covering the other's back and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Tong, who was sitting in the medicinal bath, trembled suddenly, Shen Mubai was quickly startled, and hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?" ”