"True Lord Qingyan?" Meng Qi paused slightly, and his expression became serious.

When Yun Qingyan was in real body, his eyes were blue.

When the man in the white robe looked like a man, his eyes were the same as ordinary people, both dark brown, but deeper and brighter.

At this time, his eyes were so red that it seemed to be stained with blood, and looked particularly strange.

Yun Qingyan looked at Meng Qi with such a pair of eyes.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were colder than his expression, as if he had no human feelings, only a piece of empty and sharp color left.

"True Lord Qingyan." Meng Qi read countless books in her mind.

She took two steps forward, and her breathing suddenly stopped. A huge wave of resistance came from the front, making it difficult for her to even take steps.

Meng Qi raised her eyes and looked around in surprise.

The room was silent and windless, and the gauze hangs down from the roof and falls quietly to the ground.

What is it?

She stared forward, what was the thing that made her breathing difficult?

Meng Qi held her breath and condensed her breath, took a slow step, and took another step forward.

The light flashed slightly from the tips of her fingers hanging beside her, and her right hand gently brushed across the storage bag, and the silver medicine knife was already in her hand.

Yun Qingyan's eyes finally changed a little.

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Meng Qi's hands hanging beside him, as well as the silver medicine knife.

There was also a curvature on the corner of his lips, but his smile seemed to be a condescending strong man mocking Meng Qi's overestimation.

"Um--" Meng Qi frowned slightly.

Taking that step, she felt like she was stepping into a huge vortex.

Even though I couldn't see anything around me, my body was torn to pieces from all directions.

In addition, there was a huge pressure squeezing her desperately, and the force was so great that it seemed to flatten her and crush her.

"Qing..." Meng Qi said one word after speaking. She felt that she had said the remaining few words, but she didn't even hear any sound.

She opened her mouth again, and no matter what she said, her voice seemed to be swallowed up.

Meng Qi's expression stern, could this be...

Yun Qingyan's left hand was still pointing upwards and his right hand was on the ground.

The gauze by the bed did not move at all, but his sleeves were slowly moving.

Is it the five spirits?

Meng Qi suddenly realized that it was the five spirits in the sea of ​​falling stars.

Is Yun Qingyan using the Five Spirits Energy from the Falling Star Sea to heal his wounds?

She stared at the man in white robe. The other party's clothes seemed to be pushed by something tangible and qualitative, moving slowly.

Meng Qi suddenly remembered that when she first picked up the injured little white tiger, she had not found the existence of the Linghai in the other party's body.

It was originally supposed to exist in the Spirit Sea, but there was only a dark hole.

The dark hole seemed to be able to devour everything, without spiritual energy and inner alchemy.

Meng Qi once cured Su Junmo's injuries. She had seen the spiritual sea of ​​demon cultivators, but in fact she was not much different from those of the cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds.

The inner alchemy of demon cultivators is somewhat different from the inner alchemy of cultivators, but the spiritual sea is not much different.

She didn't think that the little white tiger was completely damaged at that time.

She thought it was the young demon white tiger, even if it was a royal family, the spiritual sea might not have been formed yet.

In addition, the little white tiger was injured so severely that there were even barrier injuries in its body.

Meng Qi now recalled all the things that day. Could it be that Yun Qingyan was like Ye Wu, and was seriously injured and completely damaged the spiritual sea?

But he appears occasionally, and it is obviously so powerful!

Meng Qi's mind was a little confused, and for a moment, all kinds of thoughts came one after another.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man in white robe in front of her, and the other person's eyes were even more bloody.

Yun Qingyan is very beautiful. Even with countless beauties in the Three Realms, he is definitely the best one. It is not an exaggeration to say that beauty in the prosperous era is not an exaggeration.

At this time, my eyes were blood red and my eyes were cold.

It looks weird, but it has more mystery and evil spirit than the calm white-robed man in Tsinghua on weekdays.

It actually looks more attractive.

Meng Qi looked at him for a while, and she felt a little nervous, and her heart jumped quickly.

It seems that those blood-colored eyes can really suck away the three souls and seven spirits of people.

Meng Qi quickly turned her head and did not dare to stare at Yun Qingyan anymore.

She was a little shocked. It seemed that the other party had nothing to do, but was just using the five spirit energy to heal his wounds.

Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief and slowly took two steps.

She still held the medicine knife and turned her eyes to the door.

On the Great Desert Island, there is a Demon World War Ji Ye Wu at this moment. Yun Qingyan should have reached a critical moment. It is always right to be careful.

Meng Qi thought about it, then walked to the door, holding a medicine knife in his hand, carved a magic circle directly on the door.

She took out a few spirit stones and embedded them in them, turned around and sat back on the chair.

She stared at Yun Qingyan for a while. Although the blood in her eyes seemed to be thicker, she looked quite stable.

Meng Qi put a few more spirit stones in her hand in case of emergency.

At this time, we must not disturb Yun Qingyan. She even regretted her recklessness just now.

Meng Qi simply took out the bamboo slips that recorded the method of refining the Five Spirit Cauldron and completely surrounded the bamboo slips with spiritual energy.

A moment later, a white light flashed on her hand and the bamboo slips disappeared.

The initial refining of natal magic weapons is usually called the foundation building of magic weapons by practitioners.

At this time, there is no need for treasures in heaven and earth. It is just that in the spiritual sea, the cultivator uses his own spiritual consciousness and familiar control of spiritual energy to carve out the original prototype of a magic weapon.

Some cultivators who are called geniuses have a stronger control over spiritual energy.

Even if they use the same magic formula, their practice speed will be faster than others.

Moreover, many genius cultivators have the spare energy to start sacrificing their natal magic weapons in the later stage of foundation building.

For example, Pei Mufeng, Qin Xiumo and others, and Xue Chengxuan of the Xue family.

The natal magic weapon can communicate with the spiritual mind of the practitioner, and the final practitioner can even refine a touch of spiritual consciousness to parasitize it in it, which is what people often call the spirit.

Pei Mufeng was able to cultivate sword spirits during his Nascent Soul, and he was extremely talented.

Everyone in Xingluo Pavilion was willing to regard him as the head of the pavilion, not because he is invincible in the sect now, but because the elders had high hopes for him and hoped that he could lead Xingluo Pavilion to the top.

Meng Qi didn't know if Xue Chengxuan had also cultivated spirits for his natal magic weapon. At least Chu Tianfeng and Qin Xiumo probably didn't have one yet.

But this is something she will only consider in the future.

Meng Qi's spiritual consciousness penetrated into his spiritual sea, and the white inner elixir floated over the spiritual sea, and strands of spiritual energy surrounded the inner elixir, looking lively and lively.

Next to the inner alchemy was the book Lin Yan gave her, which was also surrounded by strands of spiritual energy, and reflected with the inner alchemy.

At this time, another bamboo slip appeared above Meng Qi's spiritual sea.

The bamboo slip is warm, and it is the bamboo slip that she just held in her palm, which records the method of refining the Five Spirit Cauldron.

Meng Qi's thoughts moved slightly, and after forming a pill, the control of spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy was far better than the foundation-building stage.

She took out a trace of spiritual energy from the sea of ​​spirit and wrapped the bamboo slips of the Five Spirit Cauldron.

The spiritual energy is like silk and thread, wrapping around the bamboo slips in circles, slowly, like a layer of cocoon, surrounding the entire bamboo slips.

On the bamboo slips, there was also clear light flowing out, which in turn illuminated Meng Qi's spiritual sea.

She carefully pulled out a wisp of spiritual energy from the sea of ​​spirit and also wrapped around the bamboo slips.

After a moment, another one.

Meng Qi never tires about it, splitting forty-eight thin lines of spiritual energy from the spiritual sea, wrapping them little by little on the bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips have long been entangled with a lot of spiritual energy, but the clear light it emits can still be poured out through the thick spiritual energy cocoon.

The clear light was scattered, and the spiritual energy wrapped around it seemed no longer controlled by Meng Qi, but began to be controlled by Zhu Jian Qingguang and quickly turned.

Meng Qi held her breath and pulled out the last thin spiritual energy line from the spiritual sea, wrapping it up with the ball of spiritual energy light that grew bigger and bigger.

With a soft "pop", the ball of spiritual energy suddenly jumped twice.

Then the shape of the originally round light sphere began to change.

At the bottom of the light ball, three small bulges slowly grew. The small bulges started to be just a small bulge, and slowly became a little longer.
To be continued...