Nangong Xuan saw this in the barrier and excitedly lay on it: "Xiaojiu, finally a breakthrough!"
After half an incense stick of time, Nangong Jiu slowly landed on the ground, and his aura suddenly changed.
Xiang Ning was the first to rush forward and hug the little guy: "Our Xiaojiu has recovered to 80% of his cultivation. That's great, that's great..."
Nangong Xunhuan and several of his brothers also rushed forward, and the whole family hugged each other, crying and laughing.
Taoist Qingchen reminded: "Let's go back to the tent first, lest the demon beasts and monsters come again."
Xiang Ning wiped the tears from her face and said, "Yes, let's go, let's go back to the tent first!"
Nangong Xunhuan picked up the little guy and ran towards the tent. When they reached the barrier, Nangong Jiu raised his little hand, and the group quickly entered the tent and set up the barrier.
Just as we finished all this, more monsters came.
Nangong Ba glanced outside and said, "The demon beasts and monsters in this stone forest will not give up their lives if they smell blood."
Nangong Jiu ran to Nangong Xuan and said, "Brother, my cultivation has finally recovered to 80%. I can save you now."
"Well, thank you, Xiaojiu, my second brother now has hope!"
"I will restore my second brother's spiritual roots right away!"
Inside the tent.
Nangong Xuan sat on the mat.
Before Nangong Jiu took action, he looked at everyone.
"I have just recovered to 80% of my cultivation. My foundation is unstable and my spiritual power is still very weak. Repairing my spiritual roots requires a lot of spiritual power support. I may need everyone's help. We can't give up halfway and must persevere!"
Everyone nodded.
Nangong Jiu patted Nangong Xuan's back gently: "Second brother, I'm about to start. It might be a little painful, so bear with it.
Wait a minute, no matter what happens, you can’t move, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted.”
"good!"
Nangong Jiu gathered his spiritual power in his palm and pressed it hard against Nangong Xuan's vest.
Just a moment.
A trace of pain appeared on Nangong Xuan's face, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Nangong Jiu's forehead.
Seeing this, Xiang Ning and her husband put their hands on Nangong Jiu's back tacitly.
Not long after, Nangong Xuan and Nangong Wei also sat behind Xiangning and her husband.
Then came Nangong Shuo and Nangong Huan...
When Wuwang, who had the weakest cultivation, also sat down, Nangong Jiu's face began to turn pale and his body began to shake...
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