For several days, while Feng Qingkuang was refining the antidote, Ao Junxie personally guarded Qingkuang.
After taking the antidote, Feng Batian's injury stabilized. The border area between Fengyun and Beiming was no longer invaded by Beiming's army, and everything seemed to be quiet and peaceful again.
However, in Qing Kuang's heart, there are still countless mysteries that remain unresolved.
On this day, she returned to Ming Qianhe's residence on Gushan Mountain.
The sound of the piano was lingering. When Ming Qianhe came back from the outside, he saw a woman in plain clothes meditating on the top of the mountain. As she gently plucked the strings in her hand, the strings in the air sounded soft and gentle.
He is able to move with ease and is completely different from the cold and evil spirit he once was.[
Ming Qianhe nodded thoughtfully and slowly approached the woman playing the piano.
Ten steps away, Qing Kuang stopped playing the string in his hand.
"Qingkuang, I would like to congratulate you! Listening to the sound of the piano in your hand, it seems that you have finally been able to tame and control the Red Flame String! It seems that the sacrifices of the four evil spirit kings have brought about more than just the wind and clouds.
Peace with the two countries of Bei Ming, and the leap forward of Qinyin and Guwu!"
"Senior has not seen my duel with the four evil spirit kings, how do you know?"
Ming Qianhe smiled calmly and said:
"Before the battle, your chances of winning were slim, but to be able to survive in the end is considered God's will!
The Crimson Flame String was born in an evil place. It is originally filled with evil spirits. It was considered a risky move for me to put it into your hands.
Finally, by the blessing of heaven and earth, now, the fiery horse of Red Flame String has become docile between your fingers, Qing Kuang, now your strength has also reached a new level!"
Qing Kuang thought for a moment and nodded slowly. After absorbing the inner elixirs of the four evil spirit kings, the first-level cultivation level that originally took ten or eight years for ordinary people to improve has been transformed during the war.
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Now, her strength has entered the intermediate level of senior spiritual master, and is already on par with her four uncles and elders.
"It's just... the red flame soul, such a world-shaking power, without the violent effect of the Martial God Pill, I can no longer release it..."
Qing Kuang shook her head, stared at the silk strings as bright as blood between her fingers, and murmured.
Ming Qianhe smiled softly and said:
"Don't be busy! The Red Flame Soul is the ultimate form of this thing, and it cannot be used unless you reach the ultimate level of ancient martial arts!
However, the red flame soul is the most powerful fire element and can completely melt all the ice spiritual power in the world. It is destined that the four evil spirit kings will be wiped out in an instant when they encounter them!
Qing Kuang, the Martial God Pill and the Crimson Flame String, are like divine help in the dark. Now you have become an extremely prominent figure in Fengyun Kingdom. Your majesty is even as great as that of Fengyun God of War. The Feng family is also famous all over the world because of you.
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You can be considered a complete victory in this battle! Even I owe you a favor..."
Qingkuang smiled calmly and said calmly:
"What the senior said is that the four evil spirit kings are also my enemies decades ago! They destroyed the spiritual power of the senior, and finally the inner elixir was obtained by others, which can be regarded as natural retribution!" [
Ming Qianhe let out a long sigh and nodded solemnly.
For a long time, Qing Kuang's expression was still shrouded in layers of doubts, and he didn't seem to get carried away because of his great victory.