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In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and Murong Fenghuang was already able to walk on the ground. However, because of Murong Fenghuang's care and Duanmu Weili's clever hands, he was also slowly recovering. At least, other than her pale face and mummified body, she didn't have any other bad symptoms.

Situ Qingtian could have left his bed a few days ago, but because of Murong Fenghuang's strong request, he had no choice but to continue being a patient and enjoy the feeling of being taken care of.

After all, in order to find any traces of the other party, he had to find out at all times and under special circumstances before he could release such an explosive piece of news. Just thinking about it would make him excited, because this piece of news would definitely cause a large amount of people, or even some people, to fall into place.

At this moment, Gongsun Ztian was still in the middle of moving the mountain. He was having fun moving the mountain. The reason was very simple. He discovered that in the process of constantly 'moving the mountain', his meridians would expand even more widely, the toughness of his meridians would also continue to increase, and there was even some benefits. If Gongsun Zhaitian could completely take care of all the pure energy stored within his meridians, then all the meridians in his body would be opened.

The main meridians of the human body are the eight extraordinary meridians as we usually know them, the most important of which is the two meridians. No matter what kind of technique one cultivated, they would not be able to escape from these meridians. In addition to having to open the Ren and Du meridians, the more meridians one opened, the stronger the might of the other meridians would be in battle.

For example, when warriors of the same level were fighting, they would need to consider a lot of problems, such as the persistence of Zhen Qi, the explosive force of Zhen Qi, the resisting force of the body, and so on. But the more meridians were opened up, the wider and tougher the meridians would be. Of course, there was another benefit to this: the more open one's meridians were, the faster one would be able to cultivate.

In fact, there were still too many meridians existing in the human body, just like the vast starry sky, the vast ocean, and the people who trained there all their lives, just so that they could find and open these meridians. Even then, most of the meridians were still not discovered by others, and they did not even know what other meridians existed, much less where they existed.

Actually, when we say 'Dantian like the sea', we don't mean that the Dantian is like the sea, but that the meridians connect to the Dantian are endless and will connect to each other, just like a sea. This is what we mean by 'Dantian like the sea'.

At this moment, Gongsun Zaitian was enjoying this very promising career, vowing to carry out this glorious and great cause of opening up his meridians to the end.

"Phoenix, how are you? Did the Sky Poison really take effect again? Do you know where the poison has gone? " Although it had already been many days, Situ Qingtian still asked Situ Qingtian about it every day. After all, the poison had mysteriously disappeared without a trace, who knows when it would come out one day.

"Don't worry, it's alright. Mister Duanmu has been giving me my pulse everyday. He has long since determined that there isn't any poison in my body, so there's no need to worry." Murong Fenghuang still answered casually, these few days he had already gotten used to his husband's blabbering and nagging, and was too lazy to bother about it. But thinking about it, she herself also felt that it was a little puzzling, where did the poison actually get tortured by Xiao San, why did it never act up again, she heard the genius doctor say that the poison had no signs of being removed from his body, could it be that it had been detoxified by Xiao San? And how did he resolve it?

Right now, what Murong Fenghuang was most worried about was that the poison had been channeled into her body by Xiao San, so she had a deep understanding of how terrifying that poison was. Xiao San was so young, how could he withstand such a powerful poison?

If Gongsun Ztian had to complain about his mother, could you not call him 'Little San'? This title was too embarrassing.

"After going through so much, although it's extremely dangerous, we're still safe and sound!"

"That's right, it's good as long as he's safe. It's just that the child ?"

"Mister Duanmu told me about this. Isn't Little San fine now?" So what if Xiao San became a cripple after he was born? The son of the great patriarch of Situ Family, even if she is trash, I want to see who dares to humiliate him! " As she spoke, Situ Qingtian sat up and proudly patted her chest as she promised Situ Qingtian. Of course, if there were no bandages wrapped around him, it would perhaps make his current posture even more elegant and graceful. Uh, have you heard the phrase 'drawing a tiger without a dog'? It was very useful at the moment.

"Puchi! Alright Darling, quickly lie down and rest!"

There were many things she was worried about, such as whether or not the poison had affected Xiao San, or whether it had. Xiao San had told her in her dreams that he had ways to solve the problem of the poison, but that did not mean that his words were not meant to comfort her.

For example, the diagnosis given by Duanmu Godly Doctor, he claimed that all the meridians in Xiao San's body had been mysteriously blocked and that the poison had shown signs of entering his brain, which meant that his unborn child must be a cripple. This was unfair to Xiao San.

Other than himself, no one knew that although Xiao San was still a fetus in the womb, he was already a powerful illusionist.

It was easy to become a warrior on this continent, but it was harder to become a illusionist. Not only did a illusionist have a high comprehension ability, it also had a considerable limitation on the level of spiritual power, for example, if one divided their spiritual power into ten levels, the lowest level, the highest, would normally be level one or two, and warriors could become level three or four, so the threshold to become a illusionist would have to be at least level seven.

If a newborn baby or a child under the age of ten had spirit power to reach rank 5, they would be able to determine that the child had the potential to become a illusionist. Therefore, every family or large force, with their own newborn baby or nurtured orphans that they brought back from the outside world, would have their spirit power tested like this to determine if they had the potential to become a illusionist. From this, it could be seen that the illusionist on the continent were even rarer than protected animals.

At the same time, she felt very proud of the baby in her womb. Whose child could have such ability, they would at least need to start their cultivation from the age of five, and they would be considered a genius amongst geniuses even if they were at least ten years old.

"A 10 year old primary illusionist is a genius. The destructive ability that Xiao San has probably already surpassed her Godly Demon Illusion Mentor. Can the word 'genius' still be used to describe him?" Murong Fenghuang recalled in her heart, and at that time, the godlike image appeared in the sky.

"Phoenix, Phoenix?" Situ Qingtian who was at the side, noticed his wife's absent-mindedness, and lightly called out to her.

"What is it?" "Brother Tian!" Murong Fenghuang immediately regained her senses, she herself was not sure what was wrong with Xiao San either, waiting was the only thing she could do.

My injuries are almost healed, and so are you. How about we go back to the Situ Family, we need to take care of a lot of things since it has been too long since we left? Situ Qingtian suggested.

"That's good too. Brother Tian, if you want to go back, we will go back now. I think His Majesty and the five great families are ready. We can start preparing for the next step!" Murong Fenghuang laughed, but that smile was extremely cold, and gave off a chill that penetrated into one's bones.

Her smile carried a cold aura, which made it clear how angry Murong Fenghuang was. She urgently wanted to find the person behind the scenes, so that they would know 'why the flowers are so red', and also let them know why the 'feeling of pain' was acting up.

Soon, the implementation of the package, the implementation of the package, the errand boy, tea, tears continued to wipe tears away.

He saw Murong Badao sitting on the doorstep, looking at the servants who were constantly working, crying with sorrow, grief with reluctance, his expression was really 'like the rain and the wind'.

"Father, there is no need to be so unwilling, after all, my sister is already married. Although it is rare for her to come back, but this time she has stayed at home for many days, not to mention that no matter what, my brother-in-law is the current Patriarch of Situ Family, he has to go back and take care of the clan's matters. Moreover, our brother-in-law needs to go back and make preparations for our Five Great Clans. "Oh, father, that's my new robe. Mother just sewed it for me, I can't get a runny nose. It's so dirty!"

Murong Kuanglong walked over to his father's side, wanting to say a few words of consolation. But who would have known, this persuasion was like a river that could not be stopped, even the new clothes that he was wearing had not been preserved, they had become a mucus cloth.

"You ? You are. I don't know, I. Sad... If it wasn't for you... Sister's departure! " Murong Badao wiped his snot clean and said while sobbing. His expression was as sorrowful and indignant as it could be, claiming that he was unwilling to part with it, tsk, who would believe that?

"Then why is father crying so sadly!" Murong Kuanglong saw that Murong Badao was crying so bitterly that he almost couldn't breathe. He also felt the same way, and it was similarly difficult to bear. When he thought that his sister was going to leave again, he also felt reluctant to part with her.

"I... I am. Because ? Your sister. She actually ? Put me. Treasure collection ? It had been a long time ? Illusory Demon Ring ? It was taken away! " Murong Badao was still sad, but he felt like it was getting worse.

"What?" is it the ring that can increase the range of one's consciousness, and can even condense the spirit power of illusionist? " Murong Kuanglong didn't really believe his ears, and suspected that he had heard it wrongly. If this was true, then this little sister must be really bold and meticulous, one must know that this treasure was something that even his father, who knew nothing about illusions, couldn't bear to take it out to display.

The Magic Ring was a ring that could be worn directly on the middle finger. It could be used as an effective middle finger for householders. At the same time, there was a silver chain that connected the bracelet with the pearl embedded on the wrist. To ordinary warriors, they could use this as a chance to condense their own mental energy, helping to concentrate and cultivate their mental energy. When fighting with the illusionist, their magical powers would be weakened. If this item were to fall into the hands of the illusionist, it would be of great assistance. It must be known that the illusionist needed to gather mental energy to release illusions, and the speed at which spiritual energy condensed would determine the speed at which they could release illusions.

"It is indeed hard to guard against thieves at night!" "Father, it's best if you don't grieve. There's a saying that the old can't go to the new!" One must know that he had been pondering over this treasure for a long time, and had always wanted to obtain it. However, after being stared at by his father like that, after many attempts, it had all ended in failure, and now that his little sister had taken it away, although he had not obtained it himself, he felt really satisfied in his heart.

"That's right... That's what I thought too, but when I saw your sister go to your room earlier, I actually felt much better! " It seemed that after being comforted by Murong Kuanglong, his mood improved a lot and Murong Badao stopped crying.

After hearing his father's words, Murong Kuanglong was stunned in place for a long time. Then, as if his butt was on fire, he jumped three feet into the air and rushed towards his own room with a thump.

"What?" My baby ?! Sister, please be lenient! "