"Are you serious?" Xiao Jue hesitated. It was undoubtedly the third method. However, the third method requires too many things. Although he has some insights recently, he can perform the three meridians and cannot be distracted. The old ghost in Huangquan is so straightforward, which makes Xiao Jue feel embarrassed.

The old ghost in Huangquan is a divine pill cultivator with the highest cultivation level. How could he feel dissatisfied with Xiao Jue in this matter?

"I, the old ghost in Huangquan, still have to worry about you, Xiao Jue. Judging from your behavior, you should choose the third method. It is indeed the best method, but you and Xiao Bailong have to endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people. Otherwise, you will definitely die." To get the best result, you have to pay a price. Such a price must be paid. Xiao Jue agreed decisively, so he asked Xiao Bailong what he meant. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bailong was also very straightforward. He immediately agreed to Xiao Jue.

The old ghost of Huangquan personally created a peaceful and stable environment for the two. Surrounded by the numerous formations of the Huangquan Hall, he spent all his magic power to create a small space, so that he could accommodate the two.

The little white dragon recovered its bloody body ten feet long, and Xiao Jue's eyes were filled with hatred and pain. Thinking that he could not protect his friend and was plotted by the old monster Jiao, the result is now like this. In addition to regret, there is also unbearableness. The scales, which were originally white, were now full of black blood, and even the whole body had a bloody smell.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work." Xiao Jue was speechless and didn't even dare to look at those eyes. But the little white dragon said happily: "If you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune. Although the old monster Jiao plotted against me and made me like this, it would be best. Don't look at the old ghost in Huangquan, you have very high ability. And you have many treasures to collect. Maybe there will be scales of the golden dragon of the disappearing clan."

"How do you know?"

"He is the ancestor of Huangquan, and has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years. His cultivation is so great, and the most important thing is that I smelled the same kind of breath, which is around him." This is also the reason why Xiao Bailong is willing to believe in the ancestor of Huangquan. Otherwise, he would not have agreed so readily.

Xiao Jue hesitated for a while and took out more than a thousand golden scales from his arms. Although they were old and could not be detected, they still revealed the majesty of ancient times. The little white dragon looked at Xiao Jue incredibly and said in a trembling voice: "Where did you get so many scales of ancient dragons?" The voice was already sobbing.

"The old ghost in Huangquan asked me to look for it from his treasure house. I originally wanted me to take the golden shining scales, but when I saw these scales, I took them down for you. I saw that they were almost the same."

After thinking deeply, the little white dragon told Xiao Jue carefully about this matter, but before he opened his mouth, he was afraid that the old ghost in Huangquan would notice something different. He closed his mouth again, and Xiao Jue naturally saw the clues, so he didn't talk nonsense, and used the three meridians to condense the true fire of the sun. The little white dragon's fragile skin touched the raging fire, and screamed. Then he closed his eyes tightly and twisted his body. A stream of black and smelly blood scattered, and Xiao Jue clearly saw that the little white dragon's eyes were already shiny and tears were about to fall.

Xiao Jue did not dare to joke about Xiao Bailong's life, and directly used his huge power to transform every inch of the little white dragon's skin. He used the sun's true fire to evaporate all the evil, allowing the little white dragon to be truly reborn.

Now two days later.

Xiao Jue took off the Sun True Fire. Now the little white dragon has been forged by the Sun True Fire and has no sense of consciousness, and its power is constantly losing. It seems that the whole person is about to die.

"Little White Dragon, you have to persevere. This is related to your future destiny. The three meridians have eliminated all the poison gas in your body. I will now use the one from the Lieshan Gate to forge scales for you. More than a thousand scales must be linked together. If there is a mistake, they will inevitably suffer from infinite danger. Xiao Jue was also worried, but now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. So he took out a palm-sized scale from the golden scales, wrapped it with the sun's true fire, and sent it into the body of the little white dragon.

The little white dragon's whole body was trembling.

I actually held back without a trace of sob.

Xiao Jue still didn't dare to believe the old ghost in Huangquan. He used the remaining part of the cold iron-rich finance to help the little white dragon solidify his body. Even the old ghost in Huangquan was a little surprised. How could it be so painful for the little white dragon to plant the golden dragon scale armor? It is rare that he was not that person? He worked hard to arrange everything here just to determine something. But seeing that the little white dragon roared so much was not the style of that person, it is rare that he could have calculated it wrong. But he really appeared beside Xiao Jue, or the little white dragon was just a cover. Could it be that fairy Baiwu was the one he was back then?

All kinds of doubts surged into my heart. The old ghost in Huangquan did not see a layer of sneer flashing in the little white dragon's tears.

Xiao Jue felt that he had been back to the days when he had been practicing underground in Yanbo Lake for 500 years. Be cautious and dare not make any mistakes. More than a thousand scales were completely covered by the body of Xiao Bailong. Then Xiao Jue used the powerful Nanming Lihuo without hesitation, and divided a wisp into the body of Xiao Bailong. He was extremely miserable, his pale face was not rosy at all, and even the golden elixir of the three sects was listless. Even the saint kept sighing.

Xiao Bailong was very moved. Xiao Jue treated himself sincerely, but he could not treat Xiao Jue sincerely. Is this a brotherhood?

"Brother?" Xiao Bailong almost made a bitter voice.

He understood the power of Nanming Lihuo. So when he saw Xiao Jue actually divided part of it for himself, how many years would Xiao Jue have to practice before he could condense a ray of Nanming Lihuo? Xiao Jue smiled silently and said with a pale face: "Hehe, it's okay. I will recover soon." After that, he immediately lay on the ground, his eyes were dizzy, and blood came out of the corners of his mouth. Even the three elixirs seemed to fall, and he was lifeless.

The ancestor Huangquan knows why.

The energy of the Yellow Spring here is too great. Xiao Jue had just consumed most of his soul magic power, but now he was eroded by the energy of the Yellow Spring, and he had no power to resist.

"Brother, are you okay?" Xiao Bailong was not allowed to escape now. Nan Ming Lihuo was completely burning his body and exercising his abilities. As long as he absorbed the Nan Ming Lihuo's cultivation level would definitely increase.

The ancestor Huangquan appeared at this moment, and said a little helplessly, "If you weren't really her child, I would never have saved you." The ancestor Huangquan took out a jade bead pill from his arms with heartache. This pill is the Taoist divine pill and the Lotus True Pill. This pill that has disappeared for millions of years was obtained by the ancestor Huangquan from the underground palace of a Taoist sage. In order to find the shroud, he noticed and visited everywhere, but did not get the shroud, but got a lot of treasures. This lotus true pill is one of them. There is a small lotus in the true pill like a jade bead. Sometimes it blooms out, sometimes it is tightly surrounded, and emits a mysterious light.

Mysterious power.

Sent into Xiao Jue's arms and directly use magic power to help Xiao Jue transform.

The golden elixir of the Three Sects is like encountering wind and rain in a drought, slowly blooming with light. The golden elixir of the Demon Sect, the Foyin relics, and the Tianlong Divine Pearl all release power to absorb the magic power of the Lotus True Pill.

The saint breathed a sigh of relief.

This lotus true pill is extremely powerful and can completely supplement Xiao Jue's consumption, without any sequelae.

But the saint noticed the danger and hid it. Suddenly, a cold snorted out of Xiao Jue's body: "Hahaha, I, Feng Tuo, have been sealed in this divine pill for millions of years. Today, God opened his eyes and actually brought me a body. Hahaha?" The ancestor Huangquan was stunned and let go of his hand. He looked at Xiao Jue incredible. What is this? Feng Tuo, even if he had never heard of this person, was he a master of the Taoist sect?

The saint was stunned. He actually met an old acquaintance, but this person was a scum of the Taoist sect, which caused the most powerful sub-saint Zhuangzi of the Taoist sect to suppress and seal it. However, he could not completely destroy this person. He actually gave up his body and integrated his soul into the real lotus pills that the saint had personally refined. After escaping a disaster, Zhuangzi didn't want to see this treasure destroyed it, but later the treasure was stolen. There was no news again.

This is actually the case.

Xiao Jue's soul is now dim and his magic power is insufficient. He is afraid that he will be destroyed by Feng Tuo soon.

Although the old ghost in Huangquan was confident, it was time to leave. When he saw the little white dragon rushing over, he cast a magic spell to detain the little white dragon.

"You shameless old guy, what did you eat for Xiao Jue? Look, his soul is about to dissipate?"

"Shut up. There is a powerful force in his body that can actually suppress my power. No, I want to go to Fengdu Huan Reincarnation Mountain first." Perhaps only that treasure can save Xiao Jue. The ancestor of Huangquan directly covered Xiao Jue with the shroud he had sacrificed. Yellow lights covered Xiao Jue.

"The energy of Huangquan, the ancestor of Huangquan. It is impossible. Huangquan has already destroyed his soul. Who are you?" His voice was extremely fierce, and it made people unable to bear the anger. Huangquan Ancestor became more determined to go to the mountain of reincarnation. He broke through the void and turned into a vortex and disappeared.

Fengdu County, Mount Huan Reincarnation.

This is the place where all living beings in the world reincarnate.
Chapter completed!