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Immediately after, it took out an oddly shaped object from its bosom and gave it to Jun Qianyan, who immediately recognized it as the Southern Hill Steel Wood from the ancient books. The Southern Hill Steel Wood was a wood that was similar to iron, and was a type of material that could only be found by luck and not found.

"This is what benzun found by the side of the Black Scaled Pill. benzun does not have any hobbies for wood, and this thing is of no use to benzun. Since you want to refine the pill, I'll give it to you."

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite." Jun Qiyan took the iron log. It was only the size of a baby's fist, but it felt like several hundred pounds of iron to her hands. "The dogs of the Sword Spirit Sect are probably going to vomit blood from anger."

"However, the Sword Spirit Sect has only risen to prominence a few decades ago. Their development has only been in the last few years, so why do they have so many ancient items?"

The secret treasure of the sect, the Darkscale Bold, was unexpectedly the Southern Hill Steel Wood. That fellow, Bai Qiuhu, had learnt an ancient sword art, so these things shouldn't be good opportunities for the Sword Spirit Sect. Could it be that there were experts guarding the Sword Spirit Sect?

After recovering their spiritual power, Jun Qiyan and Di Mo Jiu returned to the Jun residence. For the time being, there was nowhere for Tao Wu to go, so he followed Jun Qiyan back to the Jun residence.

First of all, he had the blood of the Taowu and the Fusu Root, as well as the Southern Hill Steel Wood. He had more or less gathered all of the ingredients needed to concoct the Bone Connecting Pill, and the remaining ingredients could be used as substitutes.

She prepared enough Spiritual Replenishment Pills for herself and then stayed in her room by herself to start refining the pills.

This refinement lasted for a full half a month. During this time, the Sword Spirit Sect came to cause trouble twice, but they were both stopped by Zhu Wu and Di Mo Jiu.

While Jun Qiyan was concocting the pill, the several people of Beijing and Bai Bai came to the Jun residence one after another. When they found out that the Jun residence had been exterminated, they clamored to help Jun Qianyan find justice and exterminate the Sword Spirit Sect.

However, they decided to wait for Jun Qiyan to finish refining the pill, and then discuss the matter in detail.

When the first glimmer of dawn broke, the door of Jun Qiyan's room, which had been tightly shut for half a month, opened. The first thing she did when she went out was to find Jun Mo Chen.

Under everyone's anticipating gaze, Jun Mo Chen swallowed the pill. As soon as the pill entered his stomach, he felt his whole body heating up and the pain from his meridians being torn off once again filled his body. He gritted his teeth, not making a single sound.

"Brother, you have to endure it. Your meridians have to be reconnected. The pain is inevitable. You can't let it all go to waste." When Jun Qiyan saw Jun Mo Chen's flushed face, and the beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, she knew that his body was being tormented at the moment. Although she could not bear it, it was necessary for his meridians to be reconnected.

"Dye, don't worry. I can endure it." Although his body was in pain, Jun Mo Chen was still overjoyed. In the one month that his meridians had been severed, he hadn't been able to feel any pain at all; he couldn't gather his spirit energy, and it was difficult for his limbs to move around like a cripple. But it was different now; he could clearly feel his meridians connecting, and the spirit energy was circulating in his body again.

This feeling made him excited, and his heart was ignited with hope again.

The pain lasted for two hours, and by the time it was over, Jun Mo Chen's clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Jun Mo Chen lifted his sleeve with much effort, and could clearly see the severed meridians on his wrist beginning to connect. He smirked, "My hand... Thank you, Dye. "

Brother, we are a family, so there is no need to be so polite. It's just that treating the damage to your meridians is not the result of a single day's effort, and now it can only be improved by 30%. Seven days later, take another pill and you should be able to recover 50% to 60%. Jun Qiyan's voice was somewhat downcast.

She suddenly felt her head sink and looked up to see it was Jun Mo Chen's hand, "That's enough, Dye. Look, I can reach out and touch you now, and then I'll be able to stand up again, and I'll still be able to train. That's enough."

Jun Qiyan looked at the smiling Jun Mo Chen and thought about how proud he was of himself in the past. Anyone who saw him would have praised him as a proud son of heaven. But now, her nose started to sniff as she said, "Brother, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. It's all my fault …"

"Silly Dye, why would I blame you? You've done well enough." Jun Mo Chen's hand brushed away the tears at the corners of Jun Qiyan's eyes. "How old are you? Why are you still crying? Aren't you ashamed?"

"Brother, don't worry. I'll definitely become the disciple of the Words Grandmaster, and then I'll take you on as my apprentice. I'll definitely treat your injuries and make you even more powerful than usual."

"Alright, big brother will be waiting for you." Jun Mo Chen's words were filled with trust towards Jun Qiyan.

When they came out of Jun Mo Chen's room, the three of them had the intention of instructing Jun Qianyan. Feng Chen Lang first suggested to Jun Qianyan that they attack the Sword Spirit Sect together and teach them a lesson.

This suggestion had won the agreement of both Gu Yao and Ji Bai, but Ye Changsheng was especially worried.

However, Jun Qianyan had already had the same intentions as Di Mo. Di Mo Jiu didn't have any objections to this proposal, since Di Mo Jiu's men had to be mentally prepared to offend the Divine Arts Pavilion.

On the same night, they had slaughtered their way into the Sword Spirit Sect. The Sword Spirit Sect had never expected that Jun Qianyan would dare to return, not to mention that the Sect Master and the Great Elder had gone out in the afternoon, leaving only Liu Man'er, the protector of the sect.

On that night, explosions rang out repeatedly in the Sword Spirit Sect and almost all of them were flattened. The disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect were either killed or injured, but Jun Qiyan could not find a single trace of Bai Qiu Hu and Meng Huairen within the explosions of the Sword Spirit Sect.

Coincidentally, the day before that, the White Tiger had gone with Meng Huairen to meet the people sent down. When they returned to the sect the next day, they saw that the sect had suffered the disaster of extermination overnight.

"Jun Qiyan! This old man will be irreconcilable with you! " Bai Qiuhu swore a blood oath that he would tear Jun Qiyan into ten thousand pieces!