Shortly after returning from the Phoenix Eagle's nest to the Dharma Boat that day, the immortal in the painting also woke up from the Phoenix Eagle's nest and brought back some fruits picked from the forest, and made a special trip to his bed.

Of course, Lin Hao naturally chose to pretend to be asleep at that time, so as not to stare at the girl face to face, embarrassing! It’s just that some things have to be faced with.

We can't never meet because of the embarrassment after meeting each other. Could it be that they will stay in this ancient fairyland forever, or even above the mountains and forests forever, and he will lock himself in the room and pretend to be asleep?

This is absolutely not possible! “Lin Hao, why are you still hesitating? At worst, you just apologize to others!”

"Can you still eat it after the senior painting saint?"

"This is the ancient world of Xianzang. Whether it is Xue Xiaofei or the old senior Huasheng, they are not here. What are you afraid of?"

On that day, Lin Hao stood in front of the bronze mirror in the room, stared at his eyes and took a few deep breaths, turned around and walked out of the door.

He had been pretending to be dead in this room for two days. If he continued to pretend, he might be the old woman of the Ji family who would take the lead! And under his observation of his spiritual sense, the immortal in the painting was sitting cross-legged on the deck of the Dharma Boat, facing the sun in Chuchen, practicing diligently, and refining the remaining medicinal power in her body.

In the past, Lin Hao would always take advantage of her practice and secretly leave the cabin and go to the mountains and forests outside the Dharma boat to breathe fresh air.

But this time, he was not going to hide anymore. He wanted to show off his official showdown with this woman. No matter what the immortal in the painting asked him to do, he could not continue to stay here without going to the inheritance mountain range in the extreme west.

Walking out of the cabin and onto the deck, Lin Hao deliberately stood by the edge of the boat, looked at the scenery between the mountains and mountains below, and sighed a long time.

I thought this sigh would attract the attention of the immortals in the painting who were practicing.

But unexpectedly, this woman was extremely focused when she practiced, and she didn't notice his appearance or even his voice at all.

Lin Hao wandered around the deck for a long time and deliberately made various sounds, but he failed to wake the woman up from her state of cultivation.

Helplessly, Lin Hao simply sat cross-legged in front of the immortal in the painting.

Usually he didn't have any chance to watch the woman up close. At this moment, he sat together, especially when facing each other, Lin Hao couldn't help but remember that night, when he was sitting cross-faced, he refining medicine for the woman, helping her heal her wounds and breaking through her cultivation.

However, at that time, he lacked both spiritual power and mental power, so he had no time to appreciate the beauty and figure of this woman.

Now, he is full of energy and his spiritual power is extremely sufficient. He is like a bullfighting, full of passionate vitality.

However, it is regrettable that the fairy in the painting sitting cross-legged in front of him was no longer as naked as that night... This woman, her appearance is age, looks less than 20 years old, and her childishness has not yet subsided.

Of course, if it is the actual age... Lin Hao helped her break through her realm and cultivate her, she naturally had already learned her real age.

But what is the meaning of the so-called real age to practitioners?

Even old monsters who are thousands of years old may have been in seclusion and have never been exposed to the world. Therefore, even if they are thousands of years old, their minds may still be as pure as those of teenagers.

And the immortal in the painting in front of me is like this... Of course, this woman is definitely not thousands of years old.

"If we look at the cultivation level, this woman's age must be considered fifteen or sixteen among mortals."

Lin Hao squinted his eyes and looked at the woman's picturesque face.

In the past two days, he has paid a lot of attention to the movements of the immortals in the painting.

This woman seemed like a young girl who never left the door and never stepped out of the door. She seemed to be curious about everything. She spent three hours of practice every day except for the total of three hours of practice every day, and she basically spent time around the Dharma boat. She either picked fruits or rode a phoenix eagle to fly all over the sky, without the calmness that the Void God Cultivator should have.

Now, there is only less than a quarter of an hour left before the practice time she must perform every day.

Lin Hao sat quietly in front of the painting, waiting for a quarter of an hour. Of course, he didn't wait in vain. He took out the green fox mask and put it on his face again.

However, it was still the same as before, and the green fox mask did not show the scene of the man in the green shirt killing 100,000 heavenly soldiers again.

His ninth vein has never been stimulated again.

After a quarter of an hour passed, Lin Hao looked up at the Chaoyang in the east. This time just passed the morning hour. In the past, the immortal in the painting should have finished practicing?

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and glanced at the girl in front of him, but saw that although the girl was still closing her eyes tightly, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead at this moment... Could it be that something went wrong in her cultivation?

Lin Hao hurriedly reached out to grab the jade hand of the immortal in the painting, put his finger on her pulse, and quietly felt the operation of the spiritual power in her body... However, after this feeling, he only felt that the heartbeat of the immortal in the painting was like a drum, beating constantly, and the spiritual power was steadily running without any fault.

this?

"My heartbeat is so fast, is it... sick?"

Lin Hao frowned in surprise. The immortal in the painting is a cultivator of the virtual god realm. Not to mention the virtual god realm, even if there is only the Golden Pill realm, it is almost impossible for a cultivator to get sick again. Even if he is really sick, he only needs spiritual power to circulate one circle to clear out the external evil inside and heal the body.

In this way, how could a cultivator, a divine god in the painting, get sick?

But he still poked out a hand and touched the delicate forehead of the fairy in the painting with the back of his hand.

Very hot! She is really sick?

However, soon Lin Hao felt that the woman's forehead was not just hot, but even her face and even her ears were shockingly hot, like hot water that had just boiled.

In addition, her pretty face suddenly turned red. Her cheeks, which were originally white and red, became red and transparent! "If the snow elixir is placed in the mundane world, it can be called a fairy elixir. No matter what disease it is, it can be cured."
Chapter completed!