As soon as the Huishen Pill was entered, it turned into a stream of cool medicinal liquid, and the soft medicinal properties penetrated into the sea of knowledge, so that the pinprick-like pain was instantly alleviated by half.

He Miaomiao's heart was relieved, her divine consciousness that had been condensed for many years was almost collapsed by a blow from Qianshan Zhu, and she was angry at the same time, but she couldn't help but be a little afraid.

She didn't regret pestering the old man for the four-leaf clover spirit grass, but she was a little annoyed by her recklessness.

This time when she entered the cave sky, many of her peers were defeated by her, and the caution of entering the Canglan Realm at the beginning was reduced a lot. But she forgot that both the monks and the magic weapons here were several levels higher than Qinglang.

The inconspicuous old man is very good at earth-based exercises. The Thousand Mountain Beads are only second-order high-grade, but they have a power that is difficult to reach even super-grade magic weapons.

She judged people by her appearance, and felt that the old man was very inward-looking, and after a scuffle, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't be strong. Only then will they be beaten to the point where they are powerless to resist, and even almost destroyed their foundations.

If there is no Hui Shen Pill and Aiki Pill on the body, the sea of consciousness will gradually collapse, the spiritual power will not be able to operate, and the broken meridians will become more and more serious, and in the end, you can only leave a body of cultivation in vain, and you will no longer have the ability to fight.

Fortunately, in the end, she survived, but fortunately, she didn't sell these pills back then.

This time the lesson was heavy, and she finally understood that she couldn't easily underestimate any monk, otherwise she could only end up being as conceited as He Yanxin, and it would always be herself who suffered in the end.

Aiki Dan turns into a medicinal liquid and flows in the limbs, and the meridians are cracked and slowly grow and heal under the moisture of the medicinal liquid.

The itching filled the whole body, but He Miaomiao didn't seem to feel it, she only put aside her distracting thoughts and sank into the cultivation state, letting the warmth she emitted merge into the medicinal liquid, and the speed of recovery suddenly became a little faster.

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Three days later, He Miaomiao stood up from the formation, stretched her clicking muscles and bones, and felt that the meridian consciousness sea had returned to normal, and then she felt alive.

She is not in a hurry to find someone to fight to grab the token, there is a four-leaf clover spirit grass in the storage bag, and she can get a place without participating in the second competition, which is really an unexpected joy.

He Miaomiao took out the spirit grass with four round leaves from the storage bag, put it in the palm covered with a layer of wood spiritual power, and was about to compare the information on the jade slip to observe, but saw that the spirit grass suddenly turned into a little green spiritual light and dissipated in the palm of her hand.

"What does that mean?"

He Miaomiao's eyes widened, looking at the empty palm and the aura that was scattered by Xuan'er, and his heart was like 10,000 demon beasts speeding by.

"Fei grabbed it so hard, it was actually Daomu Aura?"

She was stunned for a moment, and then took out her dark green token to explore her mind again, and the content of the task in it did say that there was only one four-leaf clover spirit grass, and if you had a fate, you could directly get the Golden Lotus Secret Realm token.

"After a hard fight, it was finally pulled out of the ground, isn't this fate?" He Miaomiao wanted to cry without tears, feeling that when she had just healed, she forgot her heart and throbbed painfully...

......

Without the four-leaf clover spirit grass, He Miaomiao could only go down the old road of robbing the road and grabbing tokens.

She wasn't too disappointed that she couldn't keep the spirit grass.

Originally, I didn't think about getting a quota by relying on this, and it was a pity to gain and lose, but I could also gain a lot of experience by competing with strength.

Although the Scattered Cultivation Hui did not say that the second battle was a ring match, most of the monks guessed that it was a pity to have such an opportunity to compete with the monks of the same realm.

After all, luck is too ethereal to be maintained, and there is no experience to follow. Fighting, on the other hand, is different, and if you can participate in a large-scale ring match, you will definitely have a lot of experience in the battle and watching the battle.

There are only two days left before the half-month time limit from the outside world, and He Miaomiao has a total of one hundred and twenty-six tokens on his body, and it is not a big problem to enter the top eight hundred. Most of the monks with high strength and good luck have more than two hundred in their hands, so it is very likely that there are only a few dozen monks in the back line.

One hundred and twenty-six is not in front or back, but her injuries are already healed, and it is really not in her nature to let her sit in place and wait for the teleportation, not to fight for it.

It's not that it's competitive, it has to break into the top three and top ten to make a name for itself. It's just that within the scope of strength, she wants to do her best, inspire the bottom line, and continue to grow in battle.

This kind of cave heaven that cannot hurt people's lives is the most suitable for fighting experience, and He Miaomiao is unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

There were fewer and fewer monks in the cave, and she galloped for dozens of miles before she swept a monk within the range of her divine sense.

At the last moment, neither of them wanted to be teleported out, and as soon as the two of them touched their senses, they shot at each other at the same time.

The middle-aged female cultivator pulled her hair into a bun, inserted a black snake defensive hairpin, and at the same time made a move, she raised a layer of black shield, and with a wave of the spirit snake sword in her hand, the black mist condensed into a snake shape, and she bared her teeth in the air and quickly swam away.

He Miaomiao would no longer be careless in the face of the monk, and cautiously activated all the protective shields of the water green gauze skirt, and the layers of spiritual light softly wrapped her, and the shattered star needle was like a white mist, colliding with the black snake fiercely, and fighting in the air.

She felt that the black mist was not a familiar evil qi, it was not poisonous at all, it was extremely powerful, turning into a black snake as if it had a spirit, and every time it collided with a broken star, it made the aura disorder within a radius of half a mile.

"It's a demon cultivator!"

He Miaomiao's hand changed, and the spirit needle instantly changed its offensive, from a big opening and closing to a virtual and real, but the power did not decrease at all, and the black snake was crushed and gloomy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the middle-aged female cultivator swung a sword again, injecting half of the spiritual power in her body, so that the black qi condensed again, the snake body instantly grew, her momentum soared, she shrank her head in the air, crossed the broken star with her mouth wide open, and rushed towards He Miaomiao herself.

The black snake was violent, Yu Wei almost knocked He Miaomiao away, but fortunately, she was already on guard, and she was ready to dodge when the female cultivator swung her sword, almost rubbing the sharp teeth of the black snake and rolling on the spot, and at the same time changing her hand, she instantly condensed into a short sword and hit the female cultivator on the opposite side.

The white aura suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and even the divine sense could hardly detect the trajectory, if it weren't for the sharp blade-like airflow, there would be no magic weapon attacking at all.

The female cultivator attacked forward strongly, and the right hand holding the sword flew up and waved it wildly, and the black qi instantly wrapped around the seven short swords.

Seeing this, He Miaomiao hurriedly withdrew her hand, and while dodging the pursuit of the black snake, she pinched the trick to recall the seven short swords.

The nun thought that she was going to change her tricks again, and was about to strengthen the black snake's attack to stop her movements, but suddenly felt a cold vest.

The two chilling air currents exploded in an instant, turning into spiritual needles and attacking her heart, and before she could arouse the spirit snake hairpin, the female cultivator was teleported out of the cave by the formation, and the ninety-four dark green tokens in the storage bag fell to the ground together,

He Miaomiao pulled the corners of her mouth and secretly said lucky, took back the token, condensed the broken star into a hairpin and put it in the storage bag, and chose the direction to move forward again.