In the evening, the sky is colorful and the sky is cloudy.
"call……"
Miao Ling let out a long breath, and her face, which was originally pale due to the huge loss of soul power, now gradually turned rosy.
"I feel much better~Thank you, Master."
"Silly girl, do you still need to say thank you to me?"
Chen Shen gently scraped the tip of the other person's nose, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice: "The innate true essence of "Xiantian Gong" is endless and can cure all kinds of diseases, resist thousands of poisons, suppress all evils, and the effect of the power of "Xiantian Gong" is true.
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"It is precisely because my current profound energy and soul aura contain innate true energy that I can quickly repair the origin of the soul that was damaged by Ling'er's overdraft."
Although Miao Ling's soul power is still weak, the damage to the origin of her soul has been restored by seven to eight points.
As time goes by, the consumed soul energy will slowly recover.
"Young Master, you have refined so many portions of middle-grade spiritual food during the competition, and you fought with others to protect my soul before, which cost you a lot of soul power."
"Now, you are healing my wounds again..."
As she spoke, a trace of mist filled Ling'er's beautiful eyes.
"Hey, hey, you are too underestimated, aren't you?"
Chen Shen patted his chest and said: "Refining some middle-grade mysterious food and then killing a few third-rate mysterious food masters is not a big deal for me!"
Chen Shen really wasn't exaggerating. With the special effect of "Five Souls Gathering" alone, his soul power reserves had fully doubled.
"Just give me a peaceful retreat and stop thinking nonsense."
"When the flag-capture battle begins, I hope you can be a big helper to me."
Hearing this, Ling'er nodded vigorously, looked at the pile of high-grade spiritual stones as high as a hill next to her, and said: "Yes, don't worry, young master, Ling'er will definitely work hard!"
Chen Shen smiled tenderly: "Hard work is hard work, but don't be too reluctant. You must know the truth that things must be reversed when they go to extremes."
"OK."
Then, Chen Shen turned his eyes to where Lao Shun and others were, and found that the past two weeks had passed, and the "Lingshi Mound" in front of the three of them had become much shorter.
On the other side, Emperor Que witnessed with his own eyes that Chen Shen made the exhausted Ling'er recover a little, and then fulfilled her promise and gave her 15 billion kilograms of high-grade spiritual stones. Her cold and ice-like expression softened.
some.
"Aha~ It's all done!"
Chen Shen lay down on the cloud ground and stretched out comfortably: "Sleep and recover. When the Mystic Talisman Competition starts the day after tomorrow, I will be able to compete in the most perfect condition!"
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In the next two days, Chen Shen not only slept comfortably in Caitianyundi, but also enjoyed several Xuanshi meals from Ling'er, not to mention how comfortable and happy he was.
However, for the participating disciples of Tianfu Sect and Yaoshen Sect, every second of these two days has been on pins and needles.
On the occasion of the Xuanshi Competition, Chen Shen's words to Zuo Changshi and Xian Shengyang are still ringing in his ears -
"Don't be discouraged, there are many competitions ahead."
"If you still want to send people to die, hurry up and arrange the order."
"The fun between us has just begun..."
Chen Shen said, "The show has just begun." What this means is impossible for the competing disciples of Tianfu Sect and Yaoshen Sect not to understand.
Comparatively speaking, the people of the Xuanfu Sect were fine. After all, Qi Yuxiu, one of the seven masters of the Divine Talisman, rushed forward to support them. The remaining two contestants in the Xuanfu competition were panicking, but they were not confused.
position.
In addition, the Mysterious Talisman Competition has always been Tianfu Sect's strength in winning the championship. The self-confidence passed down by generations of disciples has made Qi Yuxiu and others not afraid of "Chen" like a tiger.
However, the three competing disciples from the Medicine God Sect were not so "calm".
On this day, next to Tianshu Pond, the territory belonging to Yaoshen Sect.
A young man with a pot-shaped hair kept shaking his legs and nervously transmitted the message: "Senior Brother Zhang, how about after the competition starts... we just carve one or two mysterious talismans and withdraw from the competition?"
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang, the Xuanfu competition is not our home field."
Another young man in brocade and satin robes also spoke up: "With the realm of your soul and mine, if that guy Chen Shen really becomes a mad dog and bites him, none of us will survive!"
"fart!"
Zhang Quanyu, who has the highest Xuanfu realm among the three and has reached the one-star peak of the Earth Realm, heard this and frowned: "If we really do this, will there be any good fruits for Xian Lao...?"
"Even if we survive and return to the Yaoshen Sect, we have brought so much shame to the sect, and we will have to be a talisman-making slave in Siguoya for the rest of our lives!"
"But, after all, there is hope of survival, right?"
The young man with the Jarhead shook his legs more and more: "But if we don't withdraw from the competition, once Chen Shen takes action, we will both die!"
"That's right, I'll keep the green hills and don't have to worry about having firewood."
The man in brocade robes nodded in agreement: "Even if we are slaves making mysterious talismans for the sect on Siguo Cliff, there is still no hope of turning around!"
"It's better than dying, right?"
Originally, Zhang Quanyu was also a little scared.
It's just because he is the top seed player in the Mystic Talisman Competition of the Yaoshen Sect, and he was persuaded by Xian Shengyang, both soft and hard, last night, so he didn't want to back down.
But as time went by, Zhang Quanyu became more and more nervous as he saw the start of the Mysterious Talisman Competition approaching.
At this stall, he was persuaded by the two people in turn, and now his heart became more and more uncertain: "Me, what should I do?"
If people knew that the "genius" racers of the Yaoshen Sect were frightened to the point of losing their souls by the supreme leader of an earth-level sect, they would definitely stare blankly...
What is supposed to come will always come.
When the sun reached its highest peak, a slovenly old man with a hunchback flew away without wings.
When he was in the sky above Tianshu Pool, he said: "Ahem... This mysterious talisman competition will be supervised and judged by, ahem... I will supervise and judge."
The old man's face was pale, and his left hand had "six fingers." Hearing the way he coughed three times every time he spoke, people who didn't know better thought he was a tuberculosis ghost!
But at the moment, no one present, whether it was the heaven-level sects who were participating for the first time, or the forces on the Earth Ranking who were allowed to watch the competition, no one dared to make fun of the old man's appearance.
Since Master Kong Yuan's shocking lesson came out, those "pink newcomers" have all realized that none of the powerful people who can be selected as the chief judge are easy to mess with.
Only some curious people asked for advice humbly, and their words were quite respectful: "May I ask... what is the background of this powerful senior?"
"He is one of the three sects, seven sects and one Jedi. He is the devil of the evil ghost sect, and he is known as the 'Old Lord'."