"I heard that you have a good relationship with Ling Qi, I don't know if it's true." When Daojun Chihuo saw Miao Xiaomiao's excited expression, he couldn't help but disturb him, but he had to ask this.

Miao Xiaomiao's pupils shrank, and she suddenly had an unknown premonition in her heart. After her expression changed several times, she said nervously: "Master Daojun, what's wrong with Ling Qi?"

Chihuo Daojun heard his concern from Miao Xiaomiao's tone, paused and said, "I'd better take you to see it. Although he is determined, he still needs to comfort him. It is best for you to do it."

After saying that, before Miao Xiaomiao could react, he waved his hand and his figures disappeared here.

The Red Fire Taoist Palace is very big. Only a few people like Daojun can enter the depths of the Taoist Palace. At this moment, in front of a door leading to the depths of the Taoist Palace, many disciples were sitting cross-legged together. Their spiritual power continued to flow to the center of the magic array in front of them. From above, there were spiritual threads, which transported the special spiritual power transformed in the center to the surrounding walls.

You can see that the inspiration flashed on the wall and the inexplicable breath flowed. I am afraid that even the Taoist Jindan came here, he could stop him.

Before the portal, in addition to these people or objects, there were two statues, which were covered with armor and were extremely majestic, with a long sword in his hand shining coldly. Several runes could be seen vaguely on it, and they should not be ordinary objects.

Silently, a red cloud suddenly appeared in front of the portal. The disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground opened their eyes one after another, and the magic tricks in their hands changed, and they felt that the surrounding walls seemed to be shaking.

The next moment, the clouds swelled and spread out, and the figures of Chihuo Daojun and Miao Xiaomiao were revealed.

Seeing this, the disciples lit up their eyes and bowed in unison.

"You keep guarding, I'll take him in." After nodding to the disciple, Daojun Chihuo nodded and greeted him, he pushed open the door and walked into it.

Miao Xiaomiao didn't take the group of senior brothers in the Foundation Establishment Realm just now. He was eager to know what happened to Ling Qi!

Within the portal, Chihuo Daojun took Miao Xiaomiao for a while and came to a stone house. The door of the stone house was closed, but Miao Xiaomiao still heard a hint of painful moan inside the house through the stone door.

"Xiao Lingqi!" Miao Xiaomiao was shocked and jumped out, about to push the door and enter.

Chihuo Daojun sighed and said slowly: "Don't be excited, his injuries are not serious enough to disappear. But if he breaks in like you, he will probably have disappeared."

"What the hell is going on!" Miao Xiaomiao was extremely sad and completely forgot about etiquette. She turned around and spoke quickly at Chihuo Daojun.

The Red Fire Daojun hasn't experienced the feeling of being looked at by a monk for a long time. Although he has a noble status, he has no anger. After all, Miao Xiaomiao is also a special existence in the Taoist palace, and he can see the care of the Fire Sang Divine Tree.

"Like you, you also went to perform a compulsory mission, but on the way back, you encountered a monster. Except for him, all the disciples of the team have died."

Miao Xiaomiao was shocked. It is necessary to know that the leader of each team's disciple must be a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Realm. According to what Chihuo Daojun said, even the disciple of the Foundation Establishment Realm in Ling Qi's team died in the Taoist era. It was incredible that Ling Qi could survive.

"He has a flying magic weapon, so he can escape." Chihuo Daojun explained.

Then, with his hands and magic tricks together, a beam of spiritual light came out quickly and penetrated into the stone gate.

After less than a stick of incense, the stone gate opened slowly with a "boom". The space inside the stone gate was slightly smaller, and there was nothing else except a stone bed in the middle.

At this time, on the stone bed, Ling Qi sat cross-legged with his hands, beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling, making a "dripping" sound. His face was extremely pale, and from the frowning brows on his forehead, it could be seen that he must be in great pain.

"Xiao Lingqi..." Miao Xiaomiao looked at this scene and was shocked and murmured.

Ling Qi seemed to hear the meowing sound of the little meow. He wanted to open his eyes, but he could not do it. His clenched fists loosened, and the painful moan in his mouth disappeared. After a slight pause, he said in an invisible voice: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine..."

Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but cry like rain, and hurriedly turned to ask for help and looked at Daojun Chihuo. He thought that with Daojun's shocking cultivation, he would definitely cure Ling Qi!

"You should rest well, don't think too much about what will happen in the future." Chihuo Daojun said softly at Ling Qi in front of him.

"Thank you, Taoist Lord!" Ling Qi said word by word. The pain in his body seemed to be mixed with words, making Miao Xiaomiao's heart tight.

"Let's go." Chihuo Daojun did not let Miao Xiaomiao approach Ling Qi's body. As soon as he finished speaking, he dragged Miao Xiaomiao away from here.

And Miao Xiaomiao also knew that she could not disturb Ling Qi at this moment, so he never made any sound. She silently watched Ling Qi's body gradually fading away, and then the stone gate closed...

Ling Qi in the room seemed to notice Miao Xiaomiao's departure, clenched his fists, and the pain of his mouth could no longer be suppressed, and poured out.

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"Mr. Daojun, Ling Qi's injury..." After leaving the stone house, Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help asking.

"The three passes and three fields in the body are destroyed, the path of the Tao is cut off, and there is no possibility of practicing!"

The words of Chihuo Daojun fell into the heart of Meow Xiaomiao like a heavy hammer.

Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but take a few steps back, then turned around and looked at the stone gate, silent.

After half a stick of incense, Miao Xiaomiao turned around and looked at the Red Fire Daojun and said, "There must be some way to get him on the road again!"

The Red Fire Taoist Lord nodded and replied: "Each way of life cultivation, soul cultivation, and spiritual cultivation is extremely difficult and expensive."

From the literal meaning of the soul cultivation, the spiritual cultivation should be the spiritual body practiced by Ji Yunlang. He has great limitations when hearing this method, and even if he can succeed in the end, his own path will be limited and he will not be able to reach the highest level in his life.

As for fate cultivation, Miao Xiaomiao was not very clear. After her eyes turned, Miao Xiaomiao asked Chihuo Daojun: "What is fate cultivation?"

"The full name of the Three Yuans Fate Cultivation is the Three Yuans Fate Cultivation. The basis for judging cultivation is based on the Nine Cauldrons of the Human Yuan and Three Tian Yuans. Of course, this is also the foundation of the Fate Cultivation. If you reach a high level, the Fate Cultivation of the Fate Cultivation will nourish itself, which may restore the three levels and three fields as usual."

"Then choose life cultivation!" Miao Xiaomiao's heart moved and he cut off the railway.

"With his contribution to the Taoist Palace, he is not qualified to be a trial of life cultivation." Chihuo Daojun shook his head and sighed.

The Taoist collection of classics like fate cultivation is a thing belonging to the Tao Palace. Even if he has a high level of cultivation and a superb status, he still cannot do it if he wants to determine the qualification for fortune cultivation.

"What should I do?" Miao Xiaomiao was a little anxious, and many thoughts surged in her heart.

In just a few breaths, Miao Xiaomiao's eyes moved and she said quickly: "Then, what about the disciple's contribution this time? If it is not enough, plus the qualification to be the Purple God Palace trial!"

The Chihuo Daojun was slightly moved. The qualification for the Ziji Palace trial was so precious. How could Miao Xiaomao give up so easily!

"Are you really willing to give up your qualification for trial for such a friend?"

"Disciple is willing. If it is not enough, I am willing to take out all my belongings!" Miao Xiaomiao said firmly with red eyes.

He didn't want Ling Qi, who lost his spiritual power, to be born, old, sick and die like a mortal. That would be too cruel for Ling Qi, who was young and well-qualified.

For him, Ling Qi has already penetrated into his heart during these days, and he can't imagine how he would spend his days without Ling Qi in the future.

Inadvertently, Ling Qi's status in Miao Xiaomiao's heart was already equivalent to Ji Yunlang.
Chapter completed!