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Chapter 177 Ten Thousand Years Stalstone Milk

"Pack up your things immediately and follow me." Jin Bai once learned that Ning Fuchen had beaten Mr. Mo and became disabled, and knew that things could not be done well, he told Jin Shaoyou.

"Let's go? Where can I go?" Jin Shaoyou said worriedly.

"Let's hide in Huangya Cave for the time being, I'll deal with it outside."

"Wenwen, hurry up and clean up, take some clothes, quilts, and leave quickly."

Jin Baiyi was on the side, circled around Ning Fuchen. He was the one who had opened his eyes and could not see through any information about Ning Fuchen and couldn't help but be amazed.

"Young man, who are you? How did you come in?"

"I am Mo Tianshan, Wenwen's fiancé." Jin Baiyi was stunned. Wenwen's fiancé?

"When he fell, he couldn't remember anything. I gave him a name and let him go first." Jin Shaoyou explained.

"You, how can you help Wenwen's innocence?"

When Jin Shaoyou heard this, he felt that nothing was wrong. This guy is handsome and devoted himself to Wenwen.

As soon as Ning Fuchen and others walked not far, a pair of men in black, fully armed with tall horses, rushed into the courtyard of Mr. Jin.

Seeing that the person was gone, he smashed and lit the cabin with a torch.

As soon as he entered the mountain, Old Jin saw the thick smoke here, and couldn't help but burst into tears. He lived in the wooden house that he had been living in for a lifetime, but after all, he was a little reluctant to let it go.

Jin Baiyi advised: "Fortunately, the man has left, a small wooden house, everyone will just repair one after another."

Huangya Cave is a refuge for the Jin family. It has all the daily necessities inside. Only people from this village know the address. It is a natural cave and a small pool at the entrance.

Jin Baiyi brought everyone to the edge of the small pond: "You row over, this is the only wooden boat in this small pond. Let's stay in it for ten days and half a month first. I will send someone to deliver the food to this shore. You can come here every day to get it."

"Old Jin, don't you go in?"

"I have to go back to the village quickly and don't let them mess around. Remember, this young man is not a very human being. He has great luck and can bring good news to our world."

"Give us this world?" When Jin Shaoyou heard this, he couldn't help but look up at Ning Fuchen, and saw him holding Jin Wenwen's little hand and smiling foolishly.

"Don't underestimate him. He is a sleeping giant lion. Once he wakes up, it will be earth-shaking."

The three of them bid farewell to Jin Baiyi and sat in a boat and entered Huangya Cave.

The entrance of the cave is only half a person tall, hidden behind the rocks, and it is indeed difficult for outsiders to notice that the boat just entered it from the entrance of the cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, Ning Fuchen immediately had some memories in his mind. He felt as if he had lived in a cave. It was a trace of memory about the Spirit Snake Cave, which flashed by.

I rode a boat through a small pool with ripples and came to the entrance of the Huangya Cave made of several huge rocks. On the cliff, there were thin springs, ancient vines, and tassels, and the gurgling. At the turn of the cave, there were two strange rocks, one big and one small, and the big stone looked like a long-standing armored general. The small stone was slightly longer, one end was pierced in the water, and the other end was bent, which looked a bit like a dog. These were Erlang Shen and Xiaotian Dog.

The boat quickly turned right and walked around the slender white dissolved stones into a canyon.

"It was so narrow at first, and the boat was only connected to the boat." The vague colorful fluorescent light shone more darkly and mysteriously. The rhythmic "cry" of the oars in the water broke a pool of colorful water practice, and also broke the silence like night. The sound of water jingles, silver beads splashed everywhere, and the light was overflowing. In the silence, the oars temporarily rested on the side of the boat dripped down, "tick, tick", clear and pleasant, echoing on the stone walls that were turning, like the empty and distant guzheng, like the ancient and quiet bells.

The winding snake walks, the deeper you go, the more you feel the chill of the dew first.

A sky full of stars shining in the darkness

After the ship was in the fluorescent light for a quarter of an hour, he vaguely saw three or two lights of lights, and it was gradually turning around, as if the moon and stars were sparse, colorful, flickering and erratic, hazy, soft, hot, transparent, or secret, as if it was like the Penglai fairyland.

The cave is very wide, and the stalactites on both sides are like Maitreya Buddhas, with a calm expression.

The light boat swung in the fluorescent light for more than ten minutes and stopped in front of a stone boat.

Then I put aside the boat and entered through the mouth.

Jin Shaoyou took Ning Fuchen and Wenwen to the slightly swaying floating bridge. Seeing Wenwen's look panicked, Ning Fuchen reached out to help her ashore.

Jin Shaoyou looked at Ning Fuchen, thinking about something.

Ning Fuchen looked down at the cool water passing by on the road. The scenery on both sides was rich in layers, swaying and swaying, either carved, piled, sticky, or connected, or spread, or hung. Various forms were different. He suddenly felt clear in his heart, and there seemed to be many things appearing in his mind in a mess.

Occasionally, three or two drops of water seeped into the sound, and a "smack" sound was made, or it could quietly penetrate into the neck. Wenwen wanted to scream, but she didn't dare to be arrogant in this illusion, so she swallowed the sound back leisurely.

After several twists and turns, it suddenly became clear. The dome here is wide and high, and the space suddenly becomes open. There are some stalactites on the stone wall on the left side of the road, all like a lifelike Maitreya laughing Buddha hiding.

On the top, a stalagmites hang down from the zenith, and a drop of crystal white water droplets hang on the tip of the bamboo shoots, and they are about to drip down.

Ning Fuchen looked up at the stalagmites, a huge stalagmites that could not be seen at all, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Just as the drop of white liquid at the tip of the bamboo shoot suddenly fell and fell into his mouth.

Ning Fuchen did not swallow this drop of stalactite, and the drop of lotion turned into a trace of cool spiritual energy, which directly penetrated into the two acupoints of the golden essence and jade liquid under Ning Fuchen's tongue, entering the Ren Mai.

I felt a little strange, and this silk of spiritual energy went down directly along the Ren meridian and entered the Dantian.

Ning Fuchen suddenly felt the qi in his dantian, and a very familiar feeling surged into his heart.

She couldn't help but sit cross-legged, Ning Fuchen entered into a state of me and forgot about everything.

When Jin Shaoyou saw this, he immediately pulled Jin Wenwen around and whispered: "Don't disturb him."

This is a drop of stalactites with a drop of stalactites.

There is some faint spiritual energy in the stalactites, and such huge stalactites, called the Stalactite King, can gather the essence of heaven and earth, and can condense a drop of stalactite lotion every ten thousand years or so.

This lotion is extremely precious and not only contains powerful spiritual energy, but its main function is to repair damaged meridians.

After this thread of spiritual energy entered the dantian, it rotated several times in the dantian. Ning Fuchen's dantian seemed to have been repaired a lot, and the special spiritual energy oozed out of the dantian and entered the eight extraordinary meridians.

Ning Fuchen forgot all the skills, so he naturally would not guide him. This familiar feeling made him think a lot more clear.

Ning Fuchen's eight extraordinary meridians were not damaged, and the spiritual energy meridian turned into the twelve main meridians. At this time, the spiritual energy flow rate was significantly slower because his liver meridian and lung meridian were seriously damaged and had been broken. The broken area of ​​the spiritual energy duct can only rely on the surrounding small collaterals to communicate with the meridians.
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