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“Special class!”

Suddenly, the one who appeared in front of Xia Ming was a special type. Xia Ming looked at the pointer in front of him excitedly, feeling indescribable excitement, and Xia Ming asked impatiently.

"System, hurry up, what are you drawing."

"Didi, congratulations to the host, congratulations to the host, and obtain an ancient futon."

"Chaos Furnace?"

Xia Ming was stunned and couldn't help asking, "What the hell is this ancient futon?"

"The host can view it by itself." The system said lightly: "But this system reminds the host that others can seize this futon, so the host is more careful."

Xia Ming didn't care, but hesitated for a moment and said, "Take out the ancient futon."

"brush!"

A futon slowly condensed in front of Xia Ming. The futon appeared white. The white futon was like a cotton cloud, giving people a comfortable feeling.

However, there was a strong spiritual energy emitted on this cushion, which surprised Xia Ming.

"It turned out to be spiritual energy..."? Xia Ming was slightly shocked. Spiritual energy was something that could only be cultivated in the state of innate nature. At this time, spiritual energy actually appeared. This cushion was definitely not simple.

"Ancient futon, I don't know what kind of futon you are."

As soon as Xia Ming finished speaking, he moved his body and landed steadily on the cushion. The cushion was very large and could accommodate Xia Ming's size.

As soon as Xia Ming landed on this cushion, a stream of spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into Xia Ming's limbs and bones. These spiritual energy seemed to be washing Xia Ming's body. For a moment, Xia Ming's injuries were once again

Crazy improvement.

An indescribable breath spread throughout Xia Ming's body, which made Xia Ming extremely comfortable!

"nice one!"

Xia Ming looked at the cushion in surprise. If he practiced on this cushion, he would definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, when practicing on the cushion, he could also cleanse himself and make his physical fitness better. On this cushion

Practice is almost equivalent to practicing hard all the time.

"I didn't expect that this special category would draw such a good thing."

Xia Ming looked at the cushion with some surprise.

"Didi, may I ask the host, will you continue to draw?" The system's voice resounded in Xia Ming's mind again and asked.

"Don't smoke, keep it."

Only 240,000 honor points were left, and Xia Ming did not continue to draw, but kept a little in case of emergency. This was also the way Xia Ming prepared for himself.

Then Xia Ming sat cross-legged on the cushion and began to practice patiently.

Although he swallowed a Holy Yuan Pill, the Holy Yuan Pill did not recover all his injuries, and he still needed to recover for a period of time by himself.

Three days later!

The aura on Xia Ming's body was gradually swelling, and the vitality was getting stronger and stronger. If you look closely, you will find that Xia Ming's vitality gradually evolved into spiritual energy, but the speed was quite slow.

Even so, Xia Ming could feel it.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, a muffled sound resounded, with Xia Ming as the center of gravity, and was pushed by a huge force all around him, and dust was flying for a while. Fortunately, Xia Ming was in this ring of Qiankun. If not, this

Even though the movements and stillness will certainly attract the attention of some people.

"brush……"

The next moment, Xia Ming suddenly opened his eyes. When his eyes opened, a light appeared, and Xia Ming was happy.

"The injury has recovered."

Xia Ming's eyes flashed. In just three days, his injury was recovered. This has a lot to do with the Holy Yuan Dan and the Putuan. If he only swallowed the Holy Yuan Dan, he would probably need to recover from his injury.

In about ten days, with the bonus of the futon, it was three times faster.

Xia Ming touched his body and murmured: "There are a few days left, and it's time for the mail-off competition. I don't know what the benefits of this competition are."

Xia Ming had heard that in a while, it was the time for a choreographer competition, but Xia Ming was not very clear about the specific way of holding this competition.

"Before entering the competition, we must refine this fairy spirit scattered first, just to complete our mission!" Thinking of this, Xia Ming couldn't wait to run towards this mission hall because he wanted to refine it.

If you make Xianling San, you must find the material for Xianling San. However, if you refine Xianling San, you need to use the main medicine, Xianling Herb. This Xianling Herb is extremely difficult to find, and only if you have such spiritual energy.

Only a place can you have it.

It is almost difficult to find the Fairy Grass in the forest of monsters because there are many monsters inside. If the Fairy Grass appears, it will probably be swallowed by these monsters.

At present, there is only one way, that is, to find the person who issued the mission and ask him if he has this magic medicine from the fairy spirit powder in his hand. If he can find the best, if he can't find it, then there is only one way to find another way.

Xia Ming was very fast... When he came to this mission hall, there were several people receiving tasks, including many mate disciples and outer disciples, so most of them were also there, as for the inner disciples.

Because the sect distributes some training resources every month, they accept tasks

, but there are no slaughter and outer sects as frequently. For slaughter disciples and outer sects, these are also the main ways for them to obtain sect resources.

Xia Ming's arrival attracted the attention of many people.

"It's him..."

"What is him?" someone couldn't help asking.

"Xia Ming..."

"Xia Ming?"

As soon as this said, many eyes gathered on Xia Ming, staring at Xia Ming with a sharp expression and said in a voice.

"But the Xia Ming who killed Ye Ming?"

"It's this guy." Someone said indifferently.

"I thought this guy had three heads and six arms, and his feelings were just like that. Ye Ming was also a waste. He was actually killed by a mere Heaven-level guy. He really embarrassed the outer disciples."

"Hmph! This guy dares to kill my outer sect, he really has enough of his life."

"Do you want to teach this guy a lesson?"

"No!" someone hurriedly said: "This place is a mission hall. If you make trouble here again, you may be punished by the sect."

"Hmph, then I'll give this guy a chance first." The people present snorted coldly, but the eyes looking at Xia Ming were a little unkind and a little cold.

As for these errand disciples, they were staring at Xia Ming with fear, but there was some heat in their eyes. Xia Ming killed the outer disciples, which was a big face for these errand disciples. At the same time, for Xia Ming
Chapter completed!