Chapter 1195 Senior Guardian. (Happy New Year!)

As soon as the system notification sounded, under the control of the system, Pei Ling's mana surged and ran rapidly.

The medicinal power of Tianshang Tears remaining in his body began to be consumed rapidly.

The breath around me is getting stronger and stronger...

Half an hour later, the power of the medicine was completely exhausted, and Pei Ling's aura gradually calmed down.

At this time, the system prompt sounded again: "Ding dong! This training has been completed, thank the host for using the intelligent training system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! Looking forward to sharing your training evaluation, please give five-star praise if you are satisfied..."

Pei Ling regained control of her body, and she has successfully cultivated [End Dao Qingxian]!

True Immortal Will said before that [End Dao Qingxian], the more vitality the caster is exhausted, the stronger the power will be.

At the moment of dying, it can even be compared with fairy art.

Right now, Pei Ling has a lot of vitality, and the power that this technique can display must be extremely limited. But if you really encounter a battle of life and death, this is a trump card that becomes stronger as you fight.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling played a simple and simple formula to test the effect of [End of the Last Way] on the spot.

The next moment, his aura suddenly soared, as if his realm had broken through, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the peak of the late stage of Void Return!

Pei Ling was certain that the power of this [End of the Dao Qingxian] was stronger than he imagined!

He has now mastered three spells to temporarily improve his cultivation strength. The earliest one is [Burning Blood Dafa] sold by Zhufa Pavilion, the outer sect of Chongming Sect; the other two are [Curse] inheritance [ Nightmare Divine Ability] and [Curse of Everlasting Regret].

Among them, [Blood Burning Dafa] has the worst effect and is also expensive. It is the first choice for monks in the Qi training period when they are desperate.

As for the resentful nightmare supernatural power, it is still very useful during the alchemy stage, but after the Nascent Soul, the effect becomes less and less obvious.

In contrast, [Curse of Eternal Regret] needs to be used in conjunction with [Nightmare Divine Ability] to cast it well. Until now, it has been used very well.

It's just that it seems to be a little worse than [End Dao Qingxian] at the moment...

Just as she was thinking, a sense of withering suddenly rose around Pei Ling, and her life energy began to be consumed rapidly.

He immediately stopped casting [End Dao Qingxian], and the burning of life essence also stopped.

After waiting for a while, Pei Ling activated [End Dao Qingxian] again. As soon as the spell was activated, he felt that his life energy began to burn again.

Pei Ling stopped quickly, waited for a while, and then continued to try...

After testing for a long time, he was finally sure that [End Dao Qingxian] can use ten breaths at a time, and within ten breaths, there is no need for any price, but after ten breaths, his life energy will be quickly consumed.

After using it once, you need to wait about six hours before you can use it for the second time.

Otherwise, his lifespan would still be consumed continuously.

Of course, he is already a Void Returning cultivator now, and at the moment of life and death, his lifespan is enough to support [End Dao Qingxian] to run for a long, long time...

"The practice of [End Dao Qingxian] has been completed, and this technique can be used together with [Curse of Everlasting Hate]..."

"The most important thing now is to improve your cultivation as soon as possible."

"This inn has no goal for me to compete for my life, and the speed of [Eclipse Secret Record] is not much faster than ordinary exercises..."

"Well, then practice [Maha Se Yan Scroll]..."

After making up her mind, Pei Ling immediately got up and got out of bed, and walked out of the room.

The corridor is quiet, the eyes are dark and confused, neat and old.

Dusty doors stood silently, most of the rooms were dead silent, only two rooms still had very different atmospheres.

One of them is Meng Hongxuan's room, the atmosphere is bright and clear, mixed with a hint of chaos, but it still gives people a sense of freshness and splendor as if the branches are full of apricot blossoms in spring; the other is Su Xirou's room, which is gloomy and cold , Obscure, and quiet, it seems to be a cemetery full of bloody mandalas at midnight.

Without hesitation, Pei Ling walked a few steps, and soon came to the door of Su Xirou's room.

Right now, if he wants to practice, it's safer to find Su Xirou.

Although it is said that Meng Hongxuan won't refuse him if she is hit by his [Heart Demon Da Yan Curse], but at this critical moment, it is best not to take risks...

So, after Pei Ling stood still in front of the door, he immediately said via voice transmission: "Senior Su, I have something to discuss, I wonder if it is convenient for you right now?"

There was dead silence, and Su Xirou inside didn't reply, but a crack in the door of the room in front of him suddenly opened.

Seeing this, Pei Ling pushed open the door and walked inside.

The room is simple and spacious, with only a bed, a tent and a lampstand.

At this moment, behind the door stood Su Xirou in a yellow dress with a high bun. Her black crepe outer blouse had been removed, and she was only wearing a pleated skirt with turmeric flowers that swept the floor. Her pale shoulders and neck were exposed, as if soaking in a cold spring in a winter night. The suet jade in it is almost translucent white.

The soft fabric can't hide the exquisite ups and downs, and the slender waist that can't be grasped is so pitiful. When you move, the red gold corolla is dazzling, reflecting the faint golden light, reflecting the snow-skinned flowers, making it more beautiful and charming. Soft jade and soft flowers.

She raised her head slightly, looked behind Pei Ling, and saw that there was no one behind him, and Meng Hongxuan was nowhere to be seen. With a thought, the door closed instantly.

Pei Ling stared at Su Xirou's waist and legs, looked up and down unceremoniously, but said in a serious voice: "Thanks to Senior Su's help this time, senior is worthy of being an ancestor of my Su family. He really has profound cultivation and strong strength."

"I, Su Lijing, entered the fierce place this time, and being able to meet seniors is indeed the extension of my Su Clan's fortune."

"After leaving this place and returning to the sect, I, Su Lijing, will definitely do my best to help Senior continue his journey!"

While talking, Pei Ling stepped forward naturally, and put his arms around Su Xirou's slender waist.

Su Xirou didn't resist, and immediately replied: "Okay."

"The hypocrites here... Meng Hongxuan is not the only one."

"If you want..., this seat... will take it for you."

While speaking, her whole body, as if she had no bones, fell into Pei Ling's arms involuntarily.

Pei Ling was immediately satisfied, and immediately walked towards the bed with Su Xirou in his arms. At the same time, he said: "I have a little too much fusion this time. Next, I need to practice hard. I also ask senior to protect me."

Su Xirou said in a low voice, "Okay."

"Yes... I am here... to protect you..."

"You don't need to worry about..."

"Just... just practice hard..."

As soon as the words were finished, the two had already walked to the bed, the curtain moved slightly, and then fell down, covering the figure...

[The hard disk space of 12 T is omitted here. 】

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Time passed slowly, and without the Dharma protector knowing it, five days passed.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Following the sound, the originally simple but spacious room suddenly shrunk rapidly, and the space became extremely narrow, and the four walls and the top and bottom were quickly gathered into a solid coffin board.

Pei Ling and Su Xirou immediately stopped practicing and protecting the Dharma.

Outside the coffin, a hoarse and obscure voice sounded: "Don't respond."

"Wait after the number nine."

Neither Pei Ling nor Su Xirou made any moves.

"Bang!"

The coffin shook suddenly, as if being dragged by a huge force, it moved in one direction.

The hoarse and obscure voice began to count: "One."

"two."

"three."

"Four……"

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