Chapter 125
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Leng Qingqiu held his head in his arms, letting out a series of suppressed groans.
Ye Lan was not going to be soft-hearted, he quickened his movements.
Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but shout out loud.
"stop!"
Leng Qingqiu let out a low shout, but Ye Lan ignored him and continued to speed up his movements.
Suddenly, a dark purple smoke emerged from Leng Qingqiu's body and fell above his head.
"You are the one who ruined my good deeds?"
The ball of smoke said sinisterly that it had no eyes, but Ye Lan could clearly feel that it was looking at him.
Ye Lan's spell was only one step away from success, and he spat at the smoke.
"Nowadays, anyone can claim to be the real master. You are nothing but a puff of smoke. I will beat you to a pulp!"
Ye Lan used his spiritual power to transform himself into a barrel, and pushed one end directly into the smoke from top to bottom.
He moved extremely quickly, his hands not slowing down at all, and I was secretly glad that I had asked one more question.
Otherwise, you will be cheated by that unreliable black snake again.
The smoke didn't expect this person to be so shameless. His style of doing things was completely different from other cultivators it had seen.
It was trapped inside the barrel with nowhere to escape.
This shameless cultivator actually tried to refine it!
"You actually still want to try to refine me! Do you think you can tie me up with a broken barrel? This is simply a joke! After I kill you and take over his body, I will definitely drive you like an ox or a horse for a hundred years!"
The smoke trapped in the barrel was angrily flying around like a headless fly. Ye Lan laughed angrily. He took out the strange potion he had made from his Qiankun bag and threw it in.
Suddenly, strange noises came from the bucket.
Coughing, strange laughter, crying...
“You…wuwuwu…you did something to me…wuwuwu, what did you do to me…wuwuwu.”
Ye Lan's spell is complete, and he is just waiting for time to refine the evil spirit.
Ye Lan, in a good mood, clapped his hands and said proudly: "Don't cry, you are lucky. I almost forgot about this treasure. I don't give it to ordinary people."
He almost forgot that he had refined this strange thing. Fortunately, he used it on someone else, otherwise he really didn't know that this thing had such a strong effect...
The sound in the bucket rose and fell. Perhaps it was being refined, and the bucket thrown out by Ye Lan was getting smaller and smaller.
After a while, the bucket became quiet.
Ye Lan walked closer, stretched out his hand and removed the barrel-shaped spiritual power without any preparation.
The moment it was uncovered, Ye Lan seemed to smell some fragrance.
He paid no attention, his eyes falling on the white beads inside.
Ye Lan gently picked up the white bead with his fingertips and rubbed it in front of his eyes. It was really strange. It was obviously dark purple smoke, but it turned white after refining.
The jade token on Ye Lan's chest, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be sensed and quickly floated up.
All of a sudden, the white beads were sucked in.
Ye Lan: ...
No, fairy, are you polite?
Just leave without even saying hello?
Perhaps realizing that this was not a good idea, the fairy's voice sounded in his ears.
"This item will be beneficial to my soul's recovery, so I'll accept it. However, you clearly have a better solution, so why... Never mind. You'd better be careful. I'll absorb it first."
After saying that, he ignored Ye Lan's further questions and ignored everyone as if he had lost contact.
Ye Lan didn't understand what was meant by there was a better solution.
What should I be careful about?
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