Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 470

She didn't believe that Lu Xian'er's nails got stuck in her flesh. Her great luck couldn't keep her alive. If she waited a little longer, there must be another turning point.

The half stick of incense in Boyi Daojun's hand burned down bit by bit, as if he was urging his life.

The Qin family crossed the tribulation realm and made a move.

He dodged straight over, sealed Qin Lang's spiritual power around him, and carried Qin Lang up in the air.

Qin Lang's Yuanying Daoist, in front of everyone, gave Qin Lang a big ear, and directly snatched the storage bag from Qin Lang, destroyed it with force, and then distributed the items inside to himself Several children.

Qin Lang was carried in the hands of Du Jie Patriarch, but he dared not speak out.

Lu Xian'er was alone, lying alone in the cold rain, very pitiful.

The incense is still burning down.

Finally someone came, but not from Hua Yanzong.

It was Lu Xian'er's Nascent Soul admirers, wearing veiled hats that cut off spiritual detection, and chased them at the fastest speed, trying to take away the humiliated Lu Xian'er.

For Tian Yunzong to bully a seriously injured female cultivator like this, it is really deceiving people too much.

"Xian'er, come with us!" Someone shouted angrily.

Daoist Boyi's face darkened, and Qiu Xuanjing specifically explained that this Lu Xian'er has evil intentions, so it's best not to keep it.

Lu Xian'er said weakly: "Where can I go, without Grandmaster Mu Sheng's Ninth Grade Lieyang Pill, I would definitely die."

"But."

A beautiful teardrop slipped from the corner of Lu Xian'er's eyes, and she said weakly, "If you really want to save me, then find a way to send me to Mu Sheng."

Those few admirers were heartbroken, but in front of Tian Yunzong's gate, there must be more than this Huashen Daojun, there must be other Huashen realms who are secretly watching out.

But someone was full of only Lu Xian'er, and still couldn't help shouting loudly: "Tian Yunzong, you are so disregarding human life, how can you bear the name of Dazong!"

Daoist Boyi looked at the broken incense that was about to burn out in his hand, and said calmly, the voice spread farther than the scolding Nascent Soul.

"This woman has her own sect. She was seriously injured. She didn't go back to her own sect to ask for medicine. Instead, she came to my Tianyun sect to pester me. What's the reason? Besides, if you really like this female cultivator, why don't you bring her a If she goes back to her own family or sect, she may be able to get a ninth-grade Lieyang Pill for her."

Nine products?

Or Lieyang Pill?
Several admirers were also shocked.

Nowadays, in the world of comprehension, there are fewer and fewer high-level spiritual plants, and ninth-grade pills are becoming scarcer.

And this life-saving Ninth Grade Lieyang Pill is even more precious and rare than the Ninth Grade Soul Cultivation Pill.

In the Phoenix Feather Secret Realm decades ago, there were a lot of aged soul-severing grasses, otherwise the ninth-grade soul-raising pills would not be easy to find.

Even if Tian Yunzong and Mu Sheng had the Ninth Grade Lieyang Pill in their hands, they would not take it out to save an irrelevant outsider.

It would be a bit funny if it was really taken out and saved.

Several Nascent Soul admirers surrounded Lu Xian'er, extremely helpless and distressed.

"Aren't you the son of the lord of the Immortal Jade Sect? Go beg your father." One Nascent Soul admirer sent a voice transmission to another Nascent Soul admirer.

Although these people are all wearing veiled hats, they have followed Lu Xian'er for a long time, and they have known each other's details for a long time.

The youngest son of the head of the Immortal Jade Sect, who is over five hundred years old, is in a difficult situation.

His father didn't know that he loved Lu Xian'er of the Huayan Sect, if he knew, he would definitely be imprisoned in the ice cave, let alone seek medicine for Lu Xian'er.

The realm of cultivation is big and small, and the farce in front of Yunzong's gate has been known to those big forces for a long time.

Although Tian Yunzong was unwilling to save him, he couldn't afford to talk about it.

"Why, for the sake of Xian'er, you don't dare to pay so much?" A Nascent Soul casual cultivator began to use the aggressive method.

The son of the lord of the Xianyu Sect, misfortune came to the east again, and he sent a sound transmission to another Nascent Soul, and said urgently: "You are from the Huayan Sect, and you are Xian'er senior brother, why don't you go and seek medicine for Xian'er?"

The Nascent Soul of the Huayan Sect rushed to inject spiritual power into Lu Xian'er's body, and said in a painful voice: "The sect has its own rules. What's more, Xian'er still has a deep rift with the alchemy master who is in charge of the Danfeng .”

Lu Xian'er was already frozen in the arms of the Huayan Zong Yuanying, but she was holding the sleeve robe of the Yuanying tightly with one hand.

The Nascent Soul was inexplicably moved by Lu Xian'er's trust in him.

Someone's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily, "Why don't we go to the shrew of the Qin family? That shrew murdered Xian'er, she deserves to die!"

A Qin family member wearing a curtain hat said: "The only way to restrain this cold air is Lieyangcao, and Lieyang Pill is even better. That shrew of the Qin family went crazy and killed even his own parents and concubines. Who would dare to offend her?" .”

Speaking of which, this Qin family is still the nephew of that shrew.

"What about the fairy?"

Several people looked at the broken incense which was only half an inch away.

How cruel it would be for them to watch Lu Xian'er die in front of them.

"I, I am willing to exchange a Ninth-Rank Soul Cultivation Pill with Guizong for a Ninth-Rank Lieyang Pill!"

In the end, he was still the son of the suzerain with the most wealth in the family, and he wanted to exchange things for things to save Lu Xian'er's life.

An Qingli, who was far away, raised her eyebrows. There is no doubt that this person has true love for Lu Xian'er.

However, a ninth-grade soul-nourishing pill cannot be exchanged for a ninth-grade Lieyang pill, and a ninth-grade soul-replenishing pill may be enough.

The soul nourishing pill is regarded as a great tonic, it is better if it is available, and it is the same if it is not, but the soul nourishing pill is a life-saving pill, and the cost of refining is also higher than that of the soul nourishing pill.

And because of An Qingli, among the ninth-grade pills, the most indispensable thing in the Tian Yunzong is things like nourishing the soul and replenishing the soul.

The soul of the ancestor of Tian Yunzong's Transcending Tribulation Realm is generally higher than that of other monks of the same rank, thanks to An Qingli.

And Qiu Xuanjing, who was punished by thunder because of Mu Sheng, got Mu Sheng's top-grade soul-nourishing pill, and his soul was also better than that of monks of the same rank.

An Qingli also has a few beasts, and they have also taken the seventh-grade soul-nourishing pill, and their souls are far superior to those of the same level.

A flash of lightning flashed, followed by a thunderclap.

Daoist Boyi did not express his opinion on the proposal of exchanging the soul-raising pill for the Lieyang pill, and only looked at the residual fragrance in his hand.

He didn't want to be so annoying at first, but acting on behalf of the sect, he still had to follow some rules.

The talkative Ji Xiaopeng was by An Qingli's side, waiting for the outcome of this farce, while naturally opening up the chatterbox.

"Uncle Qingli, how can this Lu Xian'er have such a great charm, attracting so many monks to be fascinated by her?"

How could he feel that Lu Xian'er, who was drenched in water, was so emaciated and thin?

An Qingli replied casually: "It's the precipitation of time, something called femininity. You are still young and don't know how to judge."

"Femininity?" Ji Xiaopeng also heard this rhetoric once, and humbly asked for advice, "Uncle Qingli, do you have femininity?"

The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "Since you asked me if I have one, even if I do, it may not be obvious. Well, don't talk too much for now, and focus on the five men and one woman first."

(End of this chapter)