Chapter 61: Dihua Lingcao

More and more spiritual power poured into Ning Wufeng's body. A milky aura formed between him and Chen Chuchu. Aura became more and more solid, wrapping the two like a cocoon.
Wu Yaoshi vaguely saw the scene inside through the broken door, and couldn't help but touch his chin, revealing the contemplation. Ning Wufeng's method really reduced Chen Chuchu's pain, and this method he had never seen before.
"Dad, you can't let Chuchu be alone with that kid." Chen Tong was anxious, and immediately walked to his father and shouted.
If anyone knew that Ning Wufeng had run into Chen Chuchu's room, the two would still be so close. This incident passed to his cousin's ears.
"Shut up." Chen Yan sighed coldly. There was no better way at the moment, but Ning Wufeng had to try it. In his opinion, it is more important to keep the veins of his daughter.
"But Dad, cousin will definitely have an opinion!" Chen Tongyan said relentlessly. His mother was a Stuart's man, so his personality became arrogant with Chen Tongyan. They looked down on Chen Fu's people. .
Therefore, Chen Tongyan sometimes doesn't care about Chen Chen.
"Snapped!"
Chen Yi slaps his head in the air and slaps coldly, "Shut up, don't open your mouth and shut up is your cousin, your cousin. Remember you are still the seed of Lao Tzu, you are the Chen family!"
"Furthermore, if Situ had any opinions, he could have their Situ family send someone over." As soon as Chen Yi became angry, Chen Tongyan immediately persuaded him.
He covered his face, snorted, ran out, and cried to his mother.
At this time, Ning Wufeng felt more and more spiritual power pouring into his body. This huge amount of spiritual power has far surpassed many monks in the early stage of Tongqiao Realm, and has directly reached the spiritual reserve in the middle of Tongqiao Realm.
The nine spirit veins are so extraordinary that Chen Chuchu opened up a magic trick, and the spiritual power is already so amazing.
Jiu Zhuanming Wang Jue quickly moved in the body, and the Yuan Shenren in his head danced like a golden light with his hands. Ning's windless body constantly changed colors, sometimes dark golden, and sometimes milky white.
Nine turns to Ming Wang Jue, the first turn of King Kong does not break the skin, and the impurities in the skin are tempered. Ning Wufeng happens to take advantage of the opportunity for Chen Chuchu to vent his spiritual power, and convert the spiritual power to his own through puppet spiritualization.
The skin seemed to be torn, and layers of dead skin fell off him. The new skin was covered with a touch of gold.
A lot of spiritual power was consumed, and Chen Chuchu's situation gradually stabilized a lot.
After Ning Wufeng's nine turns to Ming and Wang Jue's turn to practice, Chen Chuchu's nine spirit veins no longer collide with each other, because they have no spiritual power to toss.
Chen Chuchu opened her eyes quietly, and was surprised to see Ning Wufeng.
Because of Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue's sake, Ning Wufeng took off a layer of skin in vitro, just like a cicada peeling. His body trembled, his spirits stunned, and his dead skin was instantly gasified.
A touch of pale gold disappeared, and normal skin tone was restored.
"Chuchu, is it better?" Ning asked softly without a wind.
Chen Chuchu nodded gently, because she was exhausted of spiritual power, she was extremely weak at this time, and even the power to move her fingers was gone.
Ning Wufeng immediately exchanged for a soul-stirring array, and at the same time waved a hand and pushed a pile of spirit stones by the bed.
Take the spirit array in one place, the spiritual power surged wildly. The spirit stones also burst open, and a mass of spiritual power spread out.
Jiu Ling Mai is really mysterious, and began to refine the spiritual power. Chen Chuchu's complexion became ruddy with the speed visible to the naked eye.
"It really works." Ning Wufeng was overjoyed, holding Chen Chuchu's prime hand tightly, feeling the palm of his hand trembling gently, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother without wind, makes you worry." Chen Chuchu fluttered into his arms and said softly, like slang.
"Stupid girl, you're all right." Ning Wufeng gently hugged Chen Chuchu, feeling the beauty of the boneless beauty in her arms, as if holding a porcelain bottle, for fear of breaking it.
Two hearts, now very close.
"Cough." I don't know when the Emmanuel Silkworm pupae outside the two were broken, Xiaobi coughed gently.
It turned out that outside the bead curtain, Chen Yan and others had already entered.
"Chu Chu, my good daughter, makes my mother worry about death." The lady rushed into the bead curtain and hugged Chen Chuchu.
Ning Wufeng stood up a bit awkwardly, looked at Chen Yi, and said, "Chu Chu's impulse impulse has stopped temporarily, but he still needs to blindly watch the grass.
Dihua Lingcao takes the essence of ground veins, and it often grows in the place where the vitality of ground veins is the strongest, which is the place where Fengqi is often said to gather.
"Dihualingcao?" Wu Yaoshi outside the door heard, his eyes suddenly flashed, and immediately asked: "Dare to ask my little boy, what effect does this dihualingcao have?"
So many people have no idea what to do with the impulse pulse, and it was solved by Ning Wufeng. Wu Yaoshi's attitude towards him also changed 180 degrees.
"Dihua Lingcao is taken from the essence of Dimai, which can tolerate the power of all things. It can prevent Jiuling Mai from colliding with each other in the short term." Ning Wufeng said lightly.
The power of the earth's veins is vast and inclusive. And Ning Wufeng is to use the Qi of the earth vein as a lubricant between the nine spirit veins.
"This method does not seem to be a long-term solution." Wu Yaoshi said with a groan. The power of the earth veins will eventually be exhausted.
Even Dihualingcao is only Wupinlingcao, which cannot be useful for life.
Ning Wufeng nodded gently and said, "After that, I will find a way."
He looked at Chen Yan and said, "Chuchu has troubled you to take care of it."
Say to a father, your daughter troubled you to take care of it. It may sound strange to put it in another place, but at this time Chen Ye didn't feel strange at all.
However, Wu Yaoshi laughed and said, "Ninggongzi really has a natural talent, why didn't the old man think of this?"
"Dare to ask Miss's situation is ..." He also wanted to ask the cause, but Ning Wufeng didn't have time to accompany him, his body moved and disappeared in Chen Chuchu's boudoir.
In the land of Jiangning, there is no place where the power of the earth's veins is most intense than the upper reaches of the Qinglong River, which is also the land of the dragon veins of the Chiling Mountains.
This ground was occupied by Jiangning's largest gang Youlong Gang.
Ning Wufeng found a yellow bridle horse, and ran all the way, toward the ground of Youlong Gang. Running all the way along the Chiling Mountains. On the way, some short-sighted gangsters wanted to confront Ning Wufeng's opponents. But they were all taken in the imposing manner of Ning Wufeng, and dreaded.
Youlong Town, Jiangning House is far north of Jiangning House. Ning Wufeng saw the smoke of smoke in the town, the light of the setting sun fell, and the town was covered with golden yellow.
He jumped down from the horse and led Huangma into the town of Youlong. The stone square in Zhenkou is soaring and imposing. A few children with buns circled around the stone square, hiding from the cat.
He took the horse and left earlier. Suddenly I felt several fierce momentums swept towards me at the same time.
Before Ning Wufeng came, you knew that Youlong Town was not an ordinary town. This is a gathering place for the family members of the You Long Gang. The people in the town picked up their weapons, and they were all brave warriors. Up to eighty old, down to ten years old.
Normally, few people walk around in Youlong Town, except for some tourists. Ning Wufeng is obviously not this kind of person.
However, being watched, Ning Wufeng also relaxed himself, leaving those people to look at him secretly.
"Son, what's the matter with you?" A five- or six-year-old kid walked in front of Ning Wufeng, sniffling snortly.
"Children, I want to see the young lord of You Long Gang." Ning Wufeng laughed, and after a few hands, a spirit stone appeared in his hand, saying, "Take me, this is yours."
Lingshi was brilliant, but did not expect the little fart to look at Ning Wufeng rather disdainfully, and said, "What's your name, and did you ask me to respect my name?"
"Ning Wufeng." Ning Wufeng couldn't help but chuckled while listening to a five- or six-year-old little fart child talking old-fashionedly.
"Have you asked your last name?"
"Zhao Shuzhu, you can also call me Wuwa." Xiao Fangzi said earnestly, pointing to the spirit stone in Ning Wufeng's hand, and said, "It's too little, to send Xiao Fanghai?"
He leaned his hips, looked up, and looked at Ning Wufeng.
Ning Wufeng chuckled, turned his hands and took out five spirit stones, and handed them to Wuwa. He also touched his nose and held Ning Wufeng's stone in his hand, and wrapped it in his clothes.
Of course Ning Wufeng also saw the slyness in the corner of his eyes.
Divine consciousness was released, and a distance of more than 20 meters was passed to Ning Wufeng's mind.
Wuwa fart walking in front, leading Ning Wufeng.
The two cascaded along the bluestone slab road, and they turned Ning Wufeng into a narrow alley.
"Wuwa, do you live in this kind of place without helping the Lord?" Ning Wufeng asked with a smile. This alley was obviously abandoned for many years. The stones on the walls had turned blue-black, and a thick layer of moss had climbed.
Suddenly, the five babies ran up, and within a few steps, they were pulled up by a rope and dragged to a house beside the alley, and with a bang, the window closed suddenly.
Suddenly, the momentum of killing came around. Ning Wufeng suddenly felt that his foot was tight, as if he was caught by something, and then he fell lightly and was directly suspended by someone.
"Haha, another big fat fish." Around the narrow alley, four or five fierce and powerful men came, holding bright weapons in their hands, and walked towards Ning Wufeng.
Ning Wufeng was trapped by a large net at this time, and his feet were locked by iron rings.
"Is this the way to entertain the guests?" Ning Wufeng chuckled and said. Although tied up, there was no eagerness on his face.
In the alleys on both sides, the middle-aged man who had murdered him had been surrounded.