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- Under the light clouds, the waterfall flows mightily from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, splashing thousands of water flowers, reflecting brilliant brilliance in the sun.
On the side of the foot of the mountain, there is a green bamboo house.
Inside the bamboo house, seven to forty-nine candles were burning.
Daomo Yeming stood with his hands behind his back, and said to Guangmu Daozu in front of him: "Guangmu, you have broken through the realm of the four gods, how do you feel?"
Guangmu Daozu got up and knelt down, gratefully said: "Disciple feels very good, thank you, Master."
"Okay, I have to work hard for you again."
Daomo Yeming nodded, took out a jade cup and handed it to him.
Seeing this, Guangmu Daozu stood up, pinched his index finger, and dripped the blood of the life god race into the jade cup.
After a while, it's just a cup.
"You adjust your breath."
Daomo Yeming raised his hand and handed him a heavenly top-grade pill, then picked up the jade cup, turned to look at his wife lying on the diamond-shaped flame pattern.
Looking at his wife's face as pale as paper, Daomo Yeming suppressed the grief in his heart, took her into his arms, and gently swallowed the blood of the life god race in the cup.
Putting away the jade cup, he looked at his wife with concern, seeing that most of the paleness on her face had faded away, he couldn't help but feel at ease, and reached out to stroke his wife's cheek.
But at this moment, he noticed that his wife's face began to turn pale again, and he couldn't help but change his face: "How could this be? How could this be?"
At this time, he didn't have any mentality of the Holy Spirit at all, he was just a husband who was worried about his wife's safety.
Seeing this, Guangmu Daozu in the rear changed his face, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Master, calm down."
"Yes, you must be calm as a teacher, and you must be calm as a teacher."
Yeming Daomo nodded again and again, quickly regained his composure, held his wife's arm with his hand, carefully examined her sick body, and couldn't help frowning.
After a while, Guangmu Daozu asked cautiously: "Master, how is Master?"
Daomo Yeming let go of his wife's arm, and said frowningly: "Your wife's injury has started to deteriorate, and now a cup of blood is not enough to maintain your wife's injury."
"The disciple understands."
Guangmu Daozu was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at the pale but kind-faced master, then stretched out his right index finger to Daomo Yeming, and said, "Master, come on."
Daomo Yeming looked at the registered disciple in front of him, hesitated for the first time, and said seriously: "If you continue like this, your blood will eventually be exhausted."
Guangmu Daozu laughed when he heard the words, and said frankly: "I know that it is important to save my wife, not to mention that my life was saved by you, Master."
Daomo Yeming was silent for a while, then took out the jade cup again, put it under Guangmu Daozu's index finger, and quickly took a cup of the blood of the life god race.
Guangmu Daozu retracted his fingers, only to feel weaker than ever before, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"have a good rest."
Daomo Ye Ming immediately took out two pills for him to take, and then turned around and gave his wife the blood of the life god race in the jade cup little by little.
The effect this time was significantly more pronounced than the last time. The paleness on my wife's face quickly disappeared, and there was a rosy glow on her face.
But if you look carefully, you can find that the rosiness is being replaced by paleness bit by bit, but it is much slower than before.
Daomo Yeming frowned and remained silent for a while before turning around and looking at Guangmu Daozu.
Guangmu Daozu sat cross-legged on the ground, refining the two pills he had just taken, but his realm was too low, his strength was too weak, and the refining speed was very slow.
强牺 miaoshuyuan.com 读牺。 Suddenly, he suddenly His whole body shook, and he felt a surge of majestic power pouring into his body, refining the two divine pills in an instant.
The unprecedented feeling of weakness receded like a tide, Guangmu Daozu was surprised, opened his eyes, and saw the master put the palm on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Master."
Guangmu Daozu was very grateful. For so long, it was not the first time he took pills after losing his blood, but it was the first time he got help from Yeming Daomo.
In the past, this was definitely something he could not have imagined.
After all these years, he has understood Yeming Daomo as a human being. Except for his wife, he will never take the initiative to help the second person.
"Get up."
Daomo Yeming lifted him up and asked, "YouHow much blood do you have left? "
Guangmu Daozu replied: "Less than 30%."
Since he was rescued by Ye Ming Daomo, every once in a while, he needs to use a cup of blood to save his wife.
Each time seems to be small, but after decades, it is a huge number.
Daomo Yeming was silent for a long time, and said: "It seems that we have to think of another way, otherwise your teacher's wife's injury will not last for a few months."
Guangmu Daozu hesitated and said: "Master, why don't you ask the Holy Spirit to take action? With the magical powers that exist, it should be able to resolve the injury of the teacher's wife?"
"No, they can't."
Daomo Ye Ming shook his head, and said with a dejected expression: "The only one who can save your mistress is the Tree of Light, but alas." He sighed long.
Guangmu Daozu didn't know what to say when he heard the words, and suddenly noticed that he was staring at him, and asked nervously: "Master, Master"
Yeming Daomo said seriously: "Is the blood of your friend, the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword, stronger than your blood?"
"This, this I don't know." Guangmu Daozu hesitated, and finally shook his head.
"You don't want to say it, but even as a teacher, you can tell that that kid's bloodline of the life god race is one level higher than yours." Ye Ming said demonically.
Guangmu Daozu's heart sank, and he said anxiously: "Master, please don't hurt Tianjian Godzu, he is upright"
As soon as Daomo Yeming raised his hand, he interrupted his words, saying: "The teacher doesn't care whether the kid is upright or not. He only cares about his blood, which can control your teacher's wife's injuries."
After speaking, he looked at Guangmu Daozu seriously, and said word by word: "In the heart of being a teacher, only your teacher's wife is the most important."
Guangmu Daozu's complexion changed drastically, he fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed and said, "Master, please, please, this disciple is willing to donate all his blood."
"no!"
Daomo Yeming refused with a single word. Seeing that the disciple was still kowtow, his expression eased slightly: "If your friend is willing to help your teacher's wife, being a teacher will not hurt him."
"Teacher"
Guangmu Daozu still wanted to persuade, but he heard a ruthless voice: "Enough! I am very tolerant as a teacher, let's go, we will find your friend now."
I saw Daomo Yeming rolling up his black sleeve robe, and the candles in the bamboo house went out instantly.
After a while, there was no one in the bamboo house, including his wife.
But at this time, Lin Chen didn't know that Yeming Daomo came to look for him.
At this time 75z w.c om Zhang Si. Now, he is comprehending the way of the sword while paying attention to the ancient demon Qi Feng.
The last step of smelting the magic material has arrived.
Over the past few months, Gumo Qifeng successively refined Jiuyang Yanjing, magic meteorite and other auxiliary materials into a ball of gold, red and black three-colored divine liquid in the shape of a divine sword.
The Seven Killing Star Flame, which was originally burning blazingly, was not burning as intensely as before. It changed from a high fire to a medium fire, melting the tears of light.
This tear-shaped magic material is like a delicate and beautiful crescent moon. Under the smelting of the Seven Killing Star Flame, it blooms a gorgeous golden brilliance.
The ancient demon Qi Feng carefully pulled it, and it turned into strands of divine liquid, slowly and gently blending into the three-color sword-shaped divine liquid.
Seeing that the three-color sword-shaped liquid became more and more dazzling, Lin Chen couldn't help being moved by the sharpness released, feeling that its sharpness surpassed that of Youlongjian.
Only the Brahman Sword is stronger than it!
To control the big and to control the owl. However, Lin Chen's intuition told Lin Chen that as the ancient demon Qi Feng continued to smelt it, its sharpness would exceed that of the Brahma Demon Sword, and it would be even more terrifying than the Brahma Demon Sword.
Lin Chen looked forward to that moment
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