The tall figure is even more majestic, like the stone standing on the top of the cliff for thousands of years. In a flash, Fu Guanyun and others have an illusion, as if the king of Chengyun once again stood in front of them.

"Yes, young master!" The three men stood up straight and said, with tears in their eyes.

They know that at this moment, mu QingHan is really back. From then on, no one dare to underestimate their three swords!

"Fenghua, let's go back first. You all have a good rest." Mu QingHan got up to say goodbye.

Gu Fenghua and others either did not recover their holy Qi, or their injuries did not heal, and they did not retain them. They sent them to the door, then took the holy pill, and went back to the hospital to practice.

Although after hearing about the scandal of Chang sun luocang, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and despised him even more. They didn't know that the old man was not a good man too early, and they didn't pay much attention to him.

At this time, of course, they will not know that this scandal is not as simple as it seems

It has been seven days since I woke up from the practice of Kongming.

Gu Fenghua looks inside and is surprised to find that the Holy Spirit in his body has only recovered 50%. It was not until this moment that she knew how terrible the holy dust pattern was to the loss of Holy Spirit.

It's seven days! In the past, no matter how many injuries she suffered, the three congenital Holy Spirit roots in the pure land of spiritual heart were enough to completely recover. Now when she was promoted to the emperor, the congenital Holy Spirit roots have changed from the past three to four. Of course, her recovery speed is faster, but after seven days of wholehearted cultivation, the Holy Spirit has only recovered 50%!

Gu Fenghua stretched out his palm and looked at the holy lines in his palm. The golden lines were very pale. At this time, they became even darker. If you don't look carefully, you can hardly find them.

Obviously, most of the holy Qi that she has been refining in the past seven days has been merged into the holy grain, but even one fifth of her spiritual power has not been recovered, and she can no longer sacrifice in a short time.

It seems that unless you can understand the mystery of the holy grain, you can't sacrifice it easily! Gu Fenghua reminds himself secretly.

Continue to gather the mind and "look" towards the pure land of spirit. Fortunately, the four congenital Holy Spirit roots gently swayed and sent out a mysterious light pattern. They were full of vitality and no longer had the previous depression. Gu Fenghua was relieved.

Light morning light through the window cracks scattered on the body, soft and warm, sweet porridge fragrance.

Push open the door, the figure of Lorne and others appear in front of you again. When he was promoted to emperor and Saint, he condensed the second root of the Holy Spirit. Lorne and ye colorless also recovered faster than before. At this time, they were in high spirits and could no longer see any signs of injury.

Night cloud silent smile looking at Gu Fenghua, eyes deeper than ever, but that smile, it is more warm than the morning sun.

Gu Fenghua also responded with a gentle smile. Although he didn't open his mouth, his eyes were opposite, and a touch of warmth flowed slowly between them, so close.

Weng Yuanming, Yao Wenshan and Zeng Ningan also saw Gu Fenghua, but they just nodded a little to greet him, and then immediately turned to look in the direction of the kitchen.

Gu Fenghua noticed that each of them was holding a small bowl, his face was full of expectation, and his lips seemed to open and close slightly.

Subconsciously, she listened attentively. Soon, a layer of cold sweat floated on her forehead.

"Why not? It's been more than half an hour, isn't it?"

"I'm anxious to wait. Why don't I have something to eat first?"