Chapter 542: Lin Qing's Shock

"Poof!"

Cangsheng spit out a mouthful of blood, and the hand on Mengqin's wrist vein was quickly withdrawn, and at the same time he crossed his knees on the spot to heal his injuries, obviously empathizing, so that he was not lightly injured.

"Suck!"

Lin Qinghe gasped at the same time, he never thought that Mengqin's injury would be so serious, and Cangsheng would be able to vomit blood and be seriously injured just by giving her a pulse.

But fortunately, these injuries come and go quickly, these injuries belong to Mengqin after all, so it is only an hour or so, Cangsheng's face is slightly ruddy, but a day has passed, and Cangsheng has fully recovered.

Seeing Cangsheng open his eyes, Lin Qing couldn't wait to say, "How is Qin'er?"

"Hehe!" shook his head with a wry smile, the eyes of the common people were very helpless, although Mengqin's injury was not enough to die, but it was not much better, saving Mengqin and saving a dead person, I'm afraid there is not much difference.

Originally, he only wanted to refine magic weapons for Lin Qing and the two of them, but now it seems that he still has to spend a lot of time on his hands, and he pinched the trick in his hand, and a trick seal flew towards a little bit and said: "A little, there are some materials here, you go and collect them." ”

"Uh!" was slightly stunned, allowing the light to sink into his eyebrows, and in an instant, there was more information about tens of thousands of spirit grasses in his mind.

"Okay!" nodded, and walked out directly, although he rarely wandered outside after Yingzhou was first formed, but thousands of kinds of spirit grasses could be found within a radius of thousands of miles, and it was impossible for the common people to let themselves do things that could not be completed, so above this Yingzhou, there were definitely these elixirs.

Seeing that he left, Lin Qing hurriedly said, "I, what can I do?" Now Lin Qing was also very self-blaming in his heart, because if she hadn't nodded and agreed first, Meng Qinyan would have been able to practice the formation with herself?

"Uh!" Cangsheng was stunned, don't say it, this is really no work for Lin Qing, after all, the next step is fine work, Lin Qing, a big girl, is not up to the task.

But looking at Lin Qing's appearance, Cangsheng also understood that if she didn't give her any work to do, I'm afraid she would feel sad or something, right? ”

"Huh?" Lin Qing was slightly puzzled, but he still nodded and walked out directly.

Glancing at Mengqin, Cangsheng waved his hand, and dense materials flew out, levitating in front of Cangsheng.

Looking at the materials in front of him, Cangsheng waved his hand.

"Whoosh!"

All the materials are like living creatures, and they instantly rotate around the common people, because the rotation speed is too fast, they can't see the appearance of the materials at all, as if there are streams of wind around the common people to form an egg shield, wrapping him in it.

"Sneer......"

The sound of corrosion sounded, and I saw a lot of sparks appearing out of thin air around the people, and these sparks were actually caused by the material rotating too fast and rubbing in the air.

Cangsheng ignored the rotation of these materials, because just this spell made his forehead slightly sweat overflow, and he sat down cross-legged on the spot, and in the sparkling egg shield, Cangsheng breathed.

It's just that although pranayama is regulated, it is necessary to control the high-speed operation of the material, so although the common people are pranayama, their faces are getting fairer and fairer, and the sweat stains on their foreheads can be said to be more and more.

After a few days passed, Lin Qing had refined a mouthful of mountain stones in the morning, and the cauldron with toughness comparable to that of a spiritual weapon had quickly collected tens of thousands of elixirs and pranayama cross-legged in a corner of the room.

"Drink!"

The fair-skinned Cangsheng shouted, and a trick was instantly formed in his hand, pointing at the sky, only to see that on the tip of his finger, a trick mark exploded like fireworks.

"Sneer......"

The sound of corrosion sounded, and every bit of the residue of the explosion of the seal turned into runes when it came into contact with the egg shields around them, and in an instant, a cage connected by runes appeared around the common people.

"He!" Cangsheng snorted again, only to see that all the runes began to shrink as he said, and then closed together.

"Whoosh!"

Just by breathing, I saw that the rune cage that originally wrapped the common people actually began to deform and shrink, and finally turned into a palm-sized three-legged tripod furnace.

"Whew!" He breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at Lin Qinghe a little, and Cangsheng said: "Move Qin'er into the pot, and then you can refine some I Ching marrow washing pills, make it into powder and dissolve it in water, and make the water into steam, let them be in the pot, and wash the marrow of Qin Er I Ching?"

"Uh!" Lin Qinghe was stunned at the same time, what is the use of this pill of the I Ching to wash the marrow? You must know that the general pill of the I Ching to wash the marrow is only useful for the Gong Zhu period, and if you want the pill that is still useful after the Gong Zhu period, it is almost rare.

"Uh!" Looking at the appearance of the two, Cangsheng was also stunned, and then explained: "Qin'er is now a lot of damage to the Daoji, and the pill qi of the I Ching to wash the marrow, when it evaporates, can be dissolved in the flesh and bone marrow, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, a kind of I Ching marrow washing." ”

"Oh!" Although he didn't understand, Lin Qinghe nodded a little, and refined the elixir of the I Ching on the spot, while Lin Qing stepped forward to pick up Mengqin and walked outside;

Looking at the division of labor between the two, Cangsheng nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the Ding Furnace in front of him, no longer managed the others, and crossed his legs to breathe on the spot, because the next more steps were no longer something that Lin Qinghe could do for him.

Time is like flowing water, seven hundred and forty-nine days have passed in a blink of an eye, although Mengqin in the cauldron is unconscious, but she is steamed by the steam, and she screams all the time, after all, if the cauldron is full of steam, the temperature must be unusual; even if Mengqin is a monk, facing the temperature of stewed meat for 7749 days, it is absolutely unbearable.

At one point, he had stopped refining the pill of the I Ching to wash the marrow, after all, a few pills a day were calculated, and Mengqin couldn't use much, so he was now helping Lin Qing master stability and try to make Mengqin suffer a little less.

I don't know if it's because of a little addition, which makes the temperature a little lighter, or if it's because of the seventy-seven forty-nine days of steaming, which makes Mengqin feel numb, or because of the screams these days, Mengqin doesn't even have the strength to scream, anyway, although Mengqin screams occasionally, it's not twelve hours a day.

Seven seven forty-nine days, the common people also slowly opened their eyes, these seven seven and forty-nine days of pranayama made his state better than when he was here, after all, he couldn't be sloppy in healing Mengqin.

Slowly got up and walked out of the hut, looking at Lin Qinghe who was cross-legged in the heptagonal cauldron outside the house, Cangsheng said to a little: "Give me those materials!"

"Hmm!" nodded, waved his hand little by little, and suddenly a large pile of materials appeared in the levitation beside Cangsheng.

Cangsheng didn't pretend to be anything, he directly waved his hand, put tens of thousands of materials into the storage ring, and said to the two: "Okay, you guys get out of the way first, and I'll leave it to me below!"

"Hmm!" the two nodded, and immediately stepped aside, looking at the cauldron with concern, and at the same time slightly curious in their eyes, because Mengqin was so badly injured, how would Cangsheng treat her?

Cangsheng didn't sell anything, and with a wave of his hand, the Ding furnace that was refined seven hundred and forty-nine days ago appeared, and Cangsheng threw it slightly, and the Ding furnace rose in the wind, but it instantly became more than two zhang high, and the cauldron that originally contained Mengqin was instantly enveloped and wrapped.

"Town!"

Cangsheng shouted, a handprint was pinched in an instant, and he pointed at the Ding furnace, and a trick seal flew out in an instant.

"Buzz ......"

was hit by the seal of the seal, and the ding furnace hummed, and the ding body, which was originally a rune, actually began to swim.

The original Ding Furnace with only black runes actually transformed into a colorful light, and when the light slowly dimmed, the three-legged Ding Furnace built by the runes actually turned into a colorful Ding Furnace.

On the colorful furnace, the light is constantly swimming, and this furnace does not look like a dead thing, but like a living thing.

"Whoosh!"

Cangsheng waved his hand again, and the dense elixir milk swallow flew towards the Ding Furnace as if it were still in the nest, but these elixirs did not enter the top cover, but directly submerged into the Ding Furnace!

"Ah......h

Mengqin's heart-rending screams sounded, and Mengqin, who had been quiet, seemed to be experiencing a sea of swords and fire.

Listening to Mengqin's heart-wrenching scream, Lin Qinghe's face turned pale in an instant;

Cangsheng turned a deaf ear to Mengqin's screams, and he didn't know whether he had expected these circumstances, or whether he had reached the point of indifference to Mengqin's screams.

Anyway, his hands never stopped, either pinching the trick or throwing medicine, around the colorful Ding furnace, exuding a soft halo, looking at this halo, Lin Qinghe felt calm at all.

Looking at this halo at a glance is obsession, but Lin Qing looked at this halo, but he was a little frightened, because he had never seen this halo, but she had seen something similar to this halo.

That's right, a few decades ago, she did see something similar to this halo, that is, the first time she went to the Shunan Bamboo Sea with Cangsheng and Mengqin to refine Cangsheng's natal magic weapon, and finally met Liu Qingyu's light when she soared!

That's right, the halo around this Ding furnace is colorful, but looking at this halo, Lin Qing has a feeling of looking at the light of Xiaju, although this feeling is very light, and this halo is not as strong as the light of Xiaju, but this feeling is indeed exactly the same as the light of Xiaju.

Legend has it that a person who ascends can transform a person's physique and turn a mortal body into an immortal fetus god; it's just that there have been many monks who have survived the world throughout the ages, but there are not many monks who have ascended.

Therefore, the light of Xia Ju has seen very few, and Lin Qing is one of the few, so he felt shocked when he looked at the light around the Ding furnace of Cangsheng.

What is this forging? Forging the light of Xiaju and directly washing the marrow of Mengqin I Ching, how against the heavens? You must know that under normal circumstances, even a saint can hardly do it, and forge the light of Xiaju, because this light of Xiaju belongs to the nature of heaven!

She knew that Cangsheng's forbidden technique among the dragon clan, after all, the average dragon clan was born and was already at the level of immortals, and he would not survive the catastrophe at all and be baptized by the light of Xiaju.

Therefore, many powerful people in the dragon clan have united to study the falsification of the light of Xiaju, so that some dragon eggs with pure blood can enjoy the baptism of the light of Xiaju several times according to the purity of the bloodline.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the dragon clan is, how can it be so rebellious to the sky? Even the demon clans of the three-legged golden crow of the super inheritance demon clan are beyond the reach of the dust?