Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 292 292 There is a darker one
Well, that one isn't black, here's a darker one.Lu Qingli had black lines all over her head.

"I said, what are you doing with me if you don't go back to the main hall of the peak or to the Cangzhen Pavilion?" Lu Qingli asked angrily.

"Yes, what are we following you for?" The two black-hearted old men slapped their foreheads at the same time.

"Qingli, you go back to rest first, and don't forget to go to the banquet later." A master and an uncle followed the apprentice (nephew and nephew) like farts. The two felt very shameless, so they greeted each other and turned around just go.

After walking a few steps, Wenren Chuchen suddenly froze, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Chu Qinghan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, his figure flickered, and he stepped forward to hold him.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lu Qingli also hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"It's all right, I'm a little tired on the way, and I'll be fine after a while." Wenren Chuchen waved his hands, pretending to be relaxed, but his face was clearly pale.

After speaking, he quickly walked towards the main hall of the peak master.

Although he said it easily, Lu Qingli knew it was not that simple.

Apparently, the last time he took Cang Yunchi to refine the gold, his injury hadn't healed, it was just suppressed forcibly. This time he traveled all the way to Tianqingzong, and the injury recurred.

When the cultivation base reaches the realm of the Purple Mansion, even broken bones and tendons can be healed without treatment, and even a ruptured dantian can be self-cultivated. I heard that people have not healed for so many years, and I don’t know how badly they were injured back then.

It's a pity that she only found one of the three kinds of heaven, material and earth treasures for tempering the veins of the wood spirit. Pulse used.

Without tempering the veins of the wood spirit, she couldn't even help Wen Ren Chuchen heal his injuries, let alone help him check his injuries.

If this delay continues, sooner or later this cheap master's cultivation will be ruined, and there will be no possibility of recovery, and even his life will be greatly damaged.

Looking at Wenren Chuchen's obviously frivolous steps, Lu Qingli was secretly worried.

I don't know if Zong Ting'an and others can help find those kinds of spirit gold and spirit grass. I asked the Qin family to help, but there is no news. If I go to find it myself, where should I go to find it? ?
Until the end of the dinner party, Lu Qingli was still thinking about this matter, searching hard for the memories of her previous life, but she couldn't come up with any results, and the more she thought about it, the more irritable she became.

There is no way, she was a Mahayana fairy monarch in her previous life, as long as she wanted any natural and earthly treasures, as long as they were not too rare, someone would come to her door with her mouth open, so there was no need to keep the origin of the mere seventh-grade spiritual gold and seventh-grade spiritual grass in her heart superior.

While secretly worrying, Chu Qinghan in front suddenly stopped.

Lu Qingli almost bumped her head into him, and stopped too quickly.

"Don't worry." Chu Qinghan patted her shoulder lightly and said comfortingly.

Hey, I said four words this time, and there was no pause in the middle.

Lu Qingli raised her head in surprise, and saw that pair of deep eyes became clearer under the moonlight, and there was an unprecedented determination in them, as if she had just made up her mind and made some important decision.

It must be an illusion, with his detached and indifferent temperament, there is no major decision to make, he must be thinking too much.Lu Qingli shook her head secretly.

But staring at those eyes that were as bright as stars, the mood that was a little restless suddenly calmed down.

(End of this chapter)