After Lu Kun felt the strong qi and blood in his body, he began to use the body refining technique to repair his body. After a while, he digested all the qi and blood in his body.
He felt much more energetic and had some strength, but his body was still extremely thin compared to before. Then he planned to attract some spiritual energy into his body and restore some of his mana.
"No! How is that possible?"
After Lu Kun ran the technique for a while, he felt that it was different from before. The mana he converted into his muscles was actually in gaseous form, and there was no way to convert it into liquid mana.
If he tried to force the transformation, the muscles outside his body would be extremely painful, as if the current muscle fibers could not withstand the liquid mana.
"Impossible, how could my physical power be absorbed?"
Lu Kun was a little at a loss. You must know that when he was in Lingming Demon Valley, the weird yellow demon energy in the center of the demon valley absorbed mana, but it was just mana, and his physical body would not change at all.
But now the situation is obvious. His physical strength has regressed below the foundation building stage. Lu Kun is sweating profusely and mumbling words, and continues to use his magic power, but it is still useless.
"Fortunately, we are here. This kid actually still has Qi and Blood Pills, so he can survive." At this time, an old voice came.
Lu Kun opened his eyes suddenly and realized that an old man appeared in front of him, "It's you!"
The old man surnamed Song chuckled and asked doubtfully: "Do you know me?"
Lu Kun did not answer, but looked at the woman aside, his face changed, and said: "You? Are you Fairy Ling?"
Looking at this woman with the same cold face, Lu Kun's heart was filled with thoughts. He had already guessed that Shen Mengyao's change was due to the girl's forgetfulness, so he hated this woman in the pill formation stage.
But the face that Fairy Ling showed at this time was exactly the same as the one drawn on a piece of parchment that Lu Kun obtained from the Ye family. When he thought that Fairy Ling was also named Ling, he couldn't help but blurt out: "You are Ling Yuetian's sister!
"
Fairy Ling was shocked and said, "Who are you? Where did you hear about Ling Yuetian!"
Seeing Fairy Ling's reaction, Lu Kun became even more convinced. Unexpectedly, this famous female alchemy cultivator from the Demon Spirit Sect was actually the younger sister of the founder of Diamond Jue.
He did not answer, but took out a piece of parchment, on which was drawn a beautiful young woman with picturesque eyebrows. She was not much different from the Fairy Ling in front of her except for the age difference.
Fairy Ling grabbed the parchment and looked at the portrait on it with excitement, stroking it quietly without saying anything.
The old man surnamed Song did not expect that Lu Kun seemed to have some relationship with Fairy Ling. In this case, she would let this boy go, so he said: "Junior sister Ling, I wonder what the relationship between Lu Kun and you is? His surname is not Ling.
, he should not be a descendant of your Ling family."
Hearing this, Fairy Ling took back the parchment and asked Lu Kun, "Tell me, where did this parchment come from?"
Lu Kun shook his head and said nothing. He had just felt the strong murderous intention of the old man surnamed Song. His golden eyes had seen this old man. He was a monk in the alchemy stage who was the leader of the Shangqing Sect. He vaguely felt that this old man was stronger than
Fairy Ling is even more powerful, but I don’t know why she is with the people from the Demon Spirit Sect.
He currently only has the strength of the Qi Refining Stage. Even if he were at his strongest, he would not be able to survive facing a monk in the Pill Formation Stage.
Seeing Lu Kun's silence, Fairy Ling suddenly had a headache. When she rushed back to Jiayu City, her brother Ling Yuetian had been killed by the demon cultivator, and even his body was taken away.
Moreover, Ling Yuetian's descendants had long since disappeared without a trace. It was really difficult to find a few mortals in a place as big as Luzhou. Besides, she had not yet started cultivating immortals at that time.
Although the man in front of her was not named Ling, he might be a descendant of his brother, and she heard that his brother's strength was based on the physical body, which was very similar to the magical power that Lu Kun showed on the battlefield, but Lu Kun was very powerful.
too much.
Just when Fairy Ling was hesitating and the old man named Song's expression became colder and colder, suddenly a black figure exuding a powerful aura flew towards here from the horizon.
The old man surnamed Song felt this breath and felt it was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
Fairy Ling next to her looked at her and said, "Isn't this aura of Senior Sister Li Wan?"
After a while, this black figure appeared in front of the two of them, revealing the face of a charming young woman. It was Li Waner who killed Wang Ruobing in the Yueyang Sect.
"As expected, I felt right. This must be Senior Brother Song. I was a disciple of the Yueyang Sect before, but I witnessed the senior brother playing around with the Shangqing Sect."
The old man surnamed Song looked at this person and finally remembered: "It turns out to be Junior Sister Li. When we were in the Qi Refining Period, we met in the door. Unexpectedly, Junior Sister was the person who lurked in the Yueyang Sect."
Li Wan suddenly changed his expression and said: "No more chatting. I felt your aura from a distance and came here to ask for help. The Nie Wufeng who fought against you last time, Senior Brother Song, has some kind of tracking power and is extremely powerful.
"
"What? You said Nie Wufeng is chasing you?" Fairy Ling's face changed drastically after hearing this.
The old man surnamed Song snorted coldly and said: "What are you afraid of? Two of us are in the late stage of elixir formation and one is in the middle stage of elixir formation. Nie Wufeng can't escape. It's a good time to try his magical powers."
Suddenly, the old man's expression changed, and he pulled out a long sword magic weapon and hit Lu Kun on the side. At this time, Lu Kun was wrapped in a dim green light. Although the long sword hit him in time, there was a pulling force and pulled him away.
Lead it aside.
Then, Lu Kun seemed to teleport within the envelope of blue light, and was more than ten feet away from the three monks of the Demonic Spirit Sect.
Then an old man with half-white beard and hair and a face like a crown of jade appeared in front of Lu Kun. The old man looked indifferent, as if the people in front of him were just ordinary opponents.
However, after seeing Fairy Ling, the old man finally had some changes and said: "Ling Yuetong, you have finally reached the middle stage of pill formation. It seems that your element-devouring technique was very effective back then."
"I investigated later and found out that you were trying to deal with the demon cultivator from the Nine Nether Sect. Congratulations, you have succeeded in your revenge."
Looking at Lu Kun, Nie Wufeng said: "Unexpectedly, Lu Kun was exactly the same as me back then, being devoured by the elemental devouring technique."
When Lu Kun heard Nie Wufeng's words and combined with his own situation, he immediately understood that what just happened to Nie Wufeng and Ling Xianzi happened that year.
He couldn't help but think in his mind: "Back then, Nie Wufeng claimed that he was attacked by someone. It turned out that he was sucked away all his mana by the girl's element-devouring magic in Wangqing Jue."
Then Lu Kun couldn't help but think: "Under such circumstances, Uncle Nie can still cultivate to the state of Dzogchen. At the same time, he can also develop a spiritual control weapon and be promoted to the pill formation when his life span is approaching."
"Then the loss of my current cultivation is nothing. I already have a spiritual control weapon, which is countless times better than Master Nie's back then. Why can't I cultivate it again?"
Thinking of this, Lu Kun clenched his hands tightly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit again: