Chen Qiusheng held the upper and lower jaws of the pseudo-golden dragon with both hands, and supported it hard, then pulled the dragon kiss away, took the dragon head off his head, and threw it aside.

"Qiusheng, are you okay?" Simu was just aside. When he said this, his expression was caring, but he was more shocked, and even a little... alert?

"I didn't..." Chen Qiusheng glanced at the four eyes in confusion, and was about to say that he was fine. The strength he could get to the mountain to fight tigers and go to the sea to capture dragons suddenly disappeared, and he was still exhausted. In the huge contrast, he fainted in front of him.

"Qiusheng..." Before Chen Qiusheng completely lost consciousness, he heard the shouts of four eyes in his ears, so far away that it seemed to come from another time and space.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Qiusheng woke up and was still in the place where the dragon transformed, with his eyes right beside him, looking at him with concern.

"Are you awake?" asked Simu and helped him up.

Chen Qiusheng shook his dizzy head and asked, "How long have I been dizzy?"

"A quarter of an hour. Do you feel better?" Simu said.

"It's just a little bit of strength. Just sit and adjust your breathing." Chen Qiusheng waved his hands, adjust his sitting posture, sit cross-legged, and prepare to use his skills to regulate his breathing.

Four eyes looked hesitant, as if they were asking something. Of course Chen Qiusheng knew that he had fully activated the blood core just now, and the violent power of the alien species would inevitably make him suspicious. However, Chen Qiusheng did not intend to explain. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was lucky to "The Sutra of the Gods" and breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to regulate his breathing.

When fighting with the pseudo-golden dragon just now, his magic power was not consumed too much. He borrowed the power of the blood core. After finishing, the blood core extracted blood and stimulated blood to replenish it. What he consumed was only a large amount of blood. Essence and blood cannot be produced by operating the "Shen Shen Jue", so he could only slowly recuperate. Of course, he could also use blood thirst to generate blood core quickly. However, this method was not desirable. The reason why he used his power to regulate his breathing was just to avoid asking around the four eyes.

If the four eyes really want to ask questions, it is a two-destructive spell that can stimulate blood potential through burning and stimulating blood. It is a Taoist priest who helped a certain Taoist priest, who was passed on for his gratitude and fooled him.

The magic power was not consumed much, and Chen Qiusheng focused on regulating the five internal organs, especially the hematopoietic liver, and used spiritual energy to nourish it and add blood production. However, the efficiency was average, and there was no.

New blood is slowly growing. Although it is still magic power of all limbs, it is not clear. Chen Qiusheng remembered that there are many tonic drugs in the treasure gourd, so he simply stopped exercising his energy and planned to get two sets of blood-tonifying drugs after he goes back to nourish and nourish.

Chen Qiusheng opened his eyes and saw that Master Yixiu was meditating and adjusting his breathing, his face was still gray. Uncle Simu was demolishing the house and piled the dismantled wood next to the dragon corpse, as if he was about to burn it.

Chen Qiusheng looked at it stupidly for a while, suddenly remembered something and said to Simu: "Uncle Master wants to burn this dragon corpse?"

"This kind of natural thing is easier to become corpses, so it is better to deal with it earlier." Simu said.

"What a pity to burn such a magical thing. Why not give it to me. I will make it into a specimen for future generations to admire it and let them know that the dragon does exist." Chen Qiusheng said, taking off the heavy explosion-proof suit on his body, taking out the treasure gourd, and putting the explosion-proof suit in, then retracting the dragon corpse.

Simu didn't say much. Chen Qiusheng was also an outstanding disciple of Maoshan, and his cultivation was not much weaker than him. After he took the dragon corpse, he naturally had the ability to prevent his corpse from changing.

But Siwei would never have thought that Chen Qiusheng wanted to use this dragon corpse to transform it into a corpse. But it was not now, but he wanted to refine the Spirit House of Jile, so he naturally had to get a few powerful guardians. Although this dragon corpse was just a pseudo-dragon, after all, in the dragon's cave, he used the secret technique to steal the dragon's energy for 49 days, and it was destroyed by the nine-level thunder tribulation. It is conceivable that it was hard, and it was absolutely powerful to refine it into a corpse.

Moreover, Chen Qiusheng has a dragon ball refined from the blood of the Four Chen people. With this dragon corpse, he can definitely create an imaginary corpse dragon, and maybe he can fly to the sky and escape and control wind and thunder.

After this matter is suppressed, after collecting the dragon corpse, Chen Qiusheng sat down and rested, and the four eyes asked Chen Qiusheng to protect Master Yixiu, and he went to take the Dinglong Nail.

Although the dragon nail can stabilize the dragon vein and prevent the earth dragon from turning over and causing earthquakes, it will also damage the dragon vein. Over time, the place will become a place where mountains and rivers are poor. Since the matter is over, you naturally have to take out the nails and let the dragon vein be free and grow stronger.

When removing the nail, Simu took more than half an hour to get the nail. Simu took more time. It took only one hour. Master Ichikyu had already adjusted his breathing, but he had not come back yet.

The reason why I took longer to take nails than to lower them was because I was afraid that the technique would be rough, disturbing the dragon veins, causing earthquakes, and taking my veins.

Fortunately, Chen Qiusheng and Master Ikki didn't wait for too long. After chatting for a while, the four eyes came back with forty-nine dragon nails.

"This Dinglong Nail is good. It is contaminated with dragon energy. It is absolutely majestic when fighting the dragon head staff!" Ikki said.

When the four eyes heard the sound of the piano, they knew the elegance, or if the neighbor had become old, Ikkyu and he stuck out his butt, he knew what fart the other party was going to do, and threw forty-nine nails on the ground and said, "Since the monk likes it, take it. You are really old enough to need a crutch to walk."

"This crutch is prepared for you. You jump up and down like a monkey all day long, afraid that your legs will fall one day, so you will still do it now." Ikkyu counterattacked.

Seeing that the two were about to stage a scene of love and killing each other again, Chen Qiusheng, who wanted to go back earlier, said: "It's getting late, let's go back soon!"

Ikkyu and Chen Qiusheng were in poor condition, and Simu was considerate and said to Ikkyu: "I see you are injured this time, let you go first."

Yixiu collected forty-nine dragon nails, Chen Qiusheng collected the iron chain he wanted, and the group set off and left for Chang'an.

When it was dawn, the three of them returned to their residence. Master Ikkyu went back to recuperate. He called out Jiale, and asked him to make breakfast. After eating, he went to bed. After Chen Qiusheng finished eating, he went to the pharmacy shop, but he asked for a prescription for replenishing blood.

After getting the prescription and grabbing some medicinal herbs that were not available, Chen Qiusheng returned to his residence. Qingqing came over and handed over the decoction to Qingqing who was very concerned about him. Seeing that he was pale and felt distressed, he went to sleep and rest with a tired look on his face.

When I woke up with my feet, my condition did not improve. Instead, my limbs were sore and weak. With Qingqing's support, I took the medicine and enjoyed the meticulous care of the beauty.

"Where is my uncle and Jiale?" Chen Qiusheng asked.

"Master Simu is going to make a sword himself and look for a sword-making furnace. Jiale is called to help." Qingqing said.

"Oh." Chen Qiusheng responded, feeling the other person's fullness in the back of his head, his heart swayed, and rubbed backwards.

"Bad guy, it's so bad that he's injured, so he ignores you!" Qingqing spat lowly, got up and ran out with a red face, but soon came back with the food to serve a wounded person for dinner.

"Maybe, it can last for a long time." Chen Qiusheng thought to himself.
Chapter completed!