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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh cruel

At night, everything is silent.

Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in the yard and meditating, slowly opened his eyes and then gently walked into Xiyan's room.

The little girl sleeps soundly while holding the pillow. Sometimes she will whisper a few words to her father and mother. There are still tears in the corners of her eyes. Her body is petite and weak, curled up there, which is adorable.

"This is the path you chose yourself." Ye Chen took a deep breath and pointed at her lower abdomen.

Then, a stream of true energy overflowed along his fingers and poured into Xiyan's lower abdomen, helping her to open up her meridians aggressively.

Hmm...!

Immediately, the sleeping Xiyan frowned slightly, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on her little face. Sweat oozed out at a speed visible to the naked eye, making her clench her fist in pain.

At some point, Ye Chen moved his true energy and gathered in her spiritual orifice, which was the gateway to the Dantian.

In the past, he also used this method to help Tiger Bab open up the spiritual orifices and open up the dantian. Unlike Tiger Bab, Xiyan was born with wisdom and the spiritual orifices were semi-closed. Such a person was born to be a good seedling for cultivation, but he lacked a guide, and he might be this guide.

open!

Ye Chen shouted softly in his heart, and the condensed true energy strongly broke through Xi Yan's spiritual orifice and opened up the channels between the major meridians and the dantian.

Climbing through the orifices is an extremely painful process. Usually, older monks will progress step by step, helping the younger generation to open up bit by bit, but Ye Chen helped Xiyan to break away in one breath.

Ye Chen understood the so-called short pain rather than long pain, because he believed that this seemingly weak Princess Zhao was actually a very strong girl, otherwise she would not have come to Hengyue alone.

Hmm...!

Xiyan showed pain again, and her little face turned pale in an instant.

However, as the spiritual orifices were washed open, the gates of various meridians and dantians were opened, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered towards her body. The pain gradually dissipated. Her expression became relieved, and her whole body seemed to be bathing in the sun in the cold winter.

call!

At this point, Ye Chen took back his palm, and the true energy that was shot into Xi Yan's body was also withdrawn.

However, this is not the end.

He gave Xi Yan a quarter of an hour to adapt, and then took action again, sacrificed the immortal fire, wrapping Xi Yan's body.

This time, he was careful because the body refining of the immortal fire was not a joke. Even Xiong Er and him could not bear the pain, let alone Xi Yan, who had just learned the truth, had the danger during this period, and if he was not careful, it would probably ruin Xi Yan's foundation for cultivation.

Hmm...!

Xiyan, who had just been sleeping, showed pain again.

In her sleep, she felt barefoot walking forward in the sea of ​​fire with barefoot. Every step she took would be burned by the flames. Her weak body seemed to be transformed into ashes at every moment.

However, while experiencing severe pain, her body also changed in the body refining. The eight extraordinary meridians, limbs and bones, and all internal organs were trained by immortal fire, and the impurities in them were not constantly refined out of the body while refining the body.

Half an hour later, Ye Chen took back his palm again.

Then he picked up Xi Yan, walked out of the door, and put it into the Yuling Pool in the garden.

As soon as it was put in, the water in the Yuling Pool fluctuated. The rolling qi energy seemed to have found a catharsis port and continued to pour into Xiyan's body, helping her nourish her meridians and wash the newly opened dantian.

Ye Chen was not idle, and the immortal fire was sacrificed to help Xi Yan refine the energy that poured into the dantian.

It was not until three hours later that Ye Chen sat on the ground, and even though he had sweat oozing out of his forehead.

"You are really a competent master!" A misty and beautiful female voice sounded, and Chu Xuan'er appeared next to the Yuling Pool like a breeze.

"Master, you are really a god in the night tour!" Ye Chen glanced at Chu Xuan'er.

"Take!" Chu Xuan'er disagreed and looked at Xi Yan in the Yuling Pool. She couldn't help but sigh, "Build the veins, open the orifices, and refine the body. Are you too cruel? She is really a little girl."

"Why did I just come to Yunu Peak? Is it still a young man?" Ye Chen whispered, "I haven't seen you show mercy to my subordinates."

"Everyone said, you are different." Chu Xuan'er shrugged, "You are born with true fire to protect your body. Your physique is different from ordinary people, and your qi and blood are much more powerful than ordinary people. How can she compare with you?"

"Of course I know." Ye Chen stretched, "If it weren't for this, I would have been more ruthless."

"Then this little girl is suffering." Chu Xuan'er sighed again.

"What little girl, she is your disciple."

"Don't say that, you're calling me old."

"I'm only a hundred years old, I'm not old." Ye Chen smiled and rubbed his hands, "Master, you came over in the middle of the night, not just to see Xiyan! Do you miss me, why don't we chat in the room?"

Hearing this, Chu Xuan'er raised her pretty eyebrows, turned her head and looked at Ye Chen with a smile, "Are you itchy?"

"When I didn't say it." Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"Talk the serious matter." Chu Xuan'er gave Ye Chen a blank look and asked, "Listen to Senior Brother Xu and Senior Brother Pang, are you looking for a long-lasting medicine?"

"Yeah." Ye Chen nodded and lifted up his long white hair. "That forbidden technique comes at the cost of life span."

Hearing this, Chu Xuan'er pursed her lips and felt a little guilty. If it weren't for Ye Chen's desperate use of the domineering forbidden technique to destroy the strange Yin Ming Death General, she would probably have died!

"Tell the truth to the master, how much life do you have?" Chu Xuan'er looked at Ye Chen quietly.

"There are still many." Ye Chen smiled.

"How many are there?" Chu Xuan'er was still asking, staring at Ye Chen. It seemed that if Ye Chen didn't give her an accurate answer, she wouldn't give up.

"Okay! Two years."

Hearing this number, even Chu Xuan'er's concentration couldn't help but frown, "What a domineering forbidden technique."

"There is nothing to do about this." Ye Chen shrugged, "Otherwise we will have to finish playing. It's okay. I will go to Dancheng with Elder Xu Fu the next day, and there should be many people selling elixirs there."

Chu Xuan'er took a deep breath, took out a purple pill and handed it to Ye Chen, "This is the Yuan Pill, which can supplement the life span of two years. You should take it first! I will continue to search for you in the future."

"This is good." Ye Chen smiled, and naturally he would not be polite. "Master, you will beat me up every time you reward me for something. This time I really don't get used to it!"

"Then I might as well make it up for you." Chu Xuan'er looked at Ye Chen with interest.

"Then forget it." Ye Chen laughed dryly, stuffed the Yuan Pill into his mouth, allowing the medicine to blend into his body.

"Get a good rest!" Chu Xuan'er glanced at Ye Chen, turned around and walked outside.

"Master, if your disciple only has three days of life left, will you go to bed with me?" Behind him, Ye Chen rubbed his hands and asked shamelessly.

"Then I will give you a clone, and I will go there anytime."
Chapter completed!
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