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Chapter 228 leave

Mingyue was looked at by everyone and couldn't help but retreat a little, retreating behind Lin Qingwan and hid.

She doesn't like people paying attention to her very much.

The remnant soul frowned slightly when he saw it, but his eyes swept through her eyebrows and said nothing.

Such a beautiful little girl has become a ghost at a young age, so she will never be a good thing, so she will not ask.

So Mingyue left behind the inheritance, and there was no one here anyway, so Qingfeng was left for her to protect the Dharma, and the others ran back to the medicine garden to find soil.

Lin Qingwan tried hard to stare at the soil on the ground and asked, "How to find it?"

Yi Han said uncertainly: "Look inch by inch?"

It is impossible to dig, you can only find it with your spiritual sense.

So everyone divided the positions and looked for them inch by inch.

The place is very big, and although there are many people, they searched for it for two days before they finished it, and there was no abnormality at all.

Lei Yuan reached out and touched the soil, saying, "After all, the soil is also the soil. If it pretends to be dead, who knows it is the soil?"

Lin Qingwan thought hard and said, "There is "the soil in Huainan Zizhu" that "the soil in Huainan will not be consumed, and the digging will increase, so it will fill the flood." So some people think that soil in Huainan will expand when encountering water. Why don't we have another rain to see?"

Everyone felt it was reasonable, so they divided the places and then used their spiritual sense to observe the land while using the Spring Breeze and Rain Art...

The land... still nothing unusual.

Even Lin Qingwan couldn't help but wonder, "Is the soil really in the medicine field?"

So everyone went to other places of the cave to find it. As long as they could reach, the one that could connect to the main hall was this medicine field. They had not walked through the other three gates and could not find those places.

A group of Nascent Souls took Bai Tong, a small golden elixir, to flip through every inch of the place you could see, but still couldn't find it.

When Mingyue came out of the hall, everyone immediately stepped forward and asked, "Is there any information about the soil in the inheritance?"

Mingyue shook her head, "No, Senior Xinming only gave me one of her mental methods, and also alchemy."

She said embarrassedly: "There are many elixir recipes inside, but the medicinal materials are not passed on in the inheritance, so I still have to learn it."

Everyone was disappointed.

Lei Yuan turned around and looked at the place he saw and said, "Let's look for it again. If you can find it, you will be the best. If you can't find it, you will not be able to find it. Let's change to another place."

No one had any objection, so they searched again, but found nothing. Everyone could only go back to the hall with a look of loss and say goodbye to the remnant soul.

Xin Dongming also looked at them with a reluctance and sighed: "You are all good children, I feel much better when I talk to you."

Everyone:...

I don’t know how to interface for a while. They want to leave but are reluctant to hurt each other. What should I do?

Xin Dongming was just sad. She was just a very small remnant soul. Although her memory was complete, her seven emotions and six desires were not complete.

But she has been here for many years and rarely met someone to come to her hall, and she is willing to listen to her, so she couldn't help it.

Seeing that they were all obediently, Canhun bowed his head and smiled slightly, "It's a fate to meet. Since you call me senior, I'll give you some gifts to meet. Have you seen the shelves on both sides? Here are the elixirs I refined in the early years, which have been well preserved, and the medicinal properties are still there; there are also the elixir recipes I wrote by myself; there are also some magical instruments and talismans, you can choose whatever you want, and you can choose one by one."

Everyone was excited and said so generously that they could only choose one.

Everyone dared not have any objections, so they went to choose.

Xin Dongming is a very honest monk, so she doesn't like to do that kind of virtual thing. She writes it clearly and pastes it on the edge.

So everyone took a walk around and carefully compared it before choosing something.

Lin Qingwan chose a bottle of elixir called "Shousheng Pill". After taking it, ordinary people can prolong their life for 50 years. It is a pill recipe modified after the Xin Dongming fusion period.

Seeing Lin Qingwan choosing this bottle of pill, she floated to her and smiled: "The general prolongation pill only has ten years of effectiveness. If you can live for twenty more years, it is a good pill. But I think for monks, 10 or twenty years is just a blink of an eye, it is a great pain for monks with mortal relatives, so I spent many years thinking about this prolongation pill."

"It can not only consolidate a person's qi, but also strengthen the body, so that people can live as long as possible," she said. "In fact, it is to find a way to consolidate the medicinal power in his body. When his qi is insufficient, the medicinal power can be transformed into spiritual power to support the qi. As for people, they live all depends on one breath. If the qi does not dissipate, they can live."

Lin Qingwan was stunned when she heard this and asked, "Is it painful to take this longevity pill?"

"The medicine that does not cause pain is not a good medicine."

is that so?

Shouldn't it be a good medicine and bitter taste?

Lin Qingwan touched the bottle cap but still didn't open it to prevent the medicine from dissipating. She asked, "How many are there in a bottle?"

"Three," she said, "This pill is not very expensive. The difficult thing is to figure out the prescription, so after I refined it, I put three in it. If a monk was unlucky, his parents and wife were both mortals, and they happened to be one of them."

Lin Qingwan: "...You are very thoughtful."

Canhun nodded in agreement, "Yes, I have always been considerate."

Yi Han chose a defensive magic weapon.

The remnant soul floated over again, and after seeing the thing he chose, he missed it, "This was created by Jing Yuanzi personally. It is called the finishing touch of the golden phoenix. Is it good-looking?"

It is a hairpin, with a ruby ​​on the top, a golden chain hanging slightly, and something like a shell is dotted in the middle.

But Yi Han would not think that this is a real shell, and even the golden chain must not be hit by gold, because this is a ninth-grade defensive magic weapon that can withstand the attack of a monk in the fusion stage.

Yi Han sincerely praised: "It looks good."

Canhun said, "You have such a good vision. You just chose the two things I am most satisfied with."

After a few words, the others also chose something. Yi Han handed over the hairpin to Lin Qingwan. After she recognized her master, she inserted the hairpin on her head.

The remnant soul looked at it with a smile, then pointed to a place and said, "You guys go out."

Everyone bid farewell to her, turned around and walked to the wall, closed their eyes and raised their feet and hit them.

It is impossible to hit them. Since the remnant soul has shown them the way, it will not make things difficult for them.

So everyone took a smooth step and when they took the other foot, they couldn't help but raise their heads with excitement, and then they collided with two groups of people standing opposite each other with swords outside.
Chapter completed!
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