The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 867 This lion walks, can deal with it, if something happens, let his master go

"What happens after you find it?" Fat Nightmare asked, with Baizhi around, it wasn't difficult to find the 10-year-old spiritual herb, the hard part was how they could touch that spiritual herb.

"This one is also simple, Xiaowan, it needs a drop of your blood, and then you can touch the spirit grass with the formula."

"Senior, can I use my blood? I'm fat and I have a lot of blood."

Fat Nightmare patted his chest with his fat claws, proving that he was very strong.

Bai Yu was not to be outdone, "Use mine, I have more blood."

The round-eared rabbit didn't wait to grab it, but was rejected by the owner of Wanhua Valley.

"Your blood is not enough, it must be your master's blood."

Although the owner of Wanhua Valley rejected Bai Yu and the others, his eyes were filled with relief. It's great that Xiao Wan has such a group of loyal contract beasts.

Tyrant Lion turned his big golden eyes and asked.

"No, I can only use Xiao Wan's blood."

And he really wasn't all for gossip this time, he had a hunch that Wanwan and Buran might have known each other in the previous life.

"Great."

When Ba Tianshi's words fell, it was very quiet for a while, even quieter than the sound of a needle dropping.

"Oh, it's okay to use other people's blood."

Seeing that Ba Tianshi didn't ask any more questions, the owner of Wanhua Valley told Feng Wan the formula to break the restriction.

[Buran, you should be able to understand my hard work. 】

Feng Wan is already planning to refine a elixir that will allow people without spiritual roots to grow spiritual roots.

Buran was finally willing to reply.

Buran glanced at Tyrant Lion lightly, and then tidied up his sleeves elegantly and without dust.

Therefore, when refining such a very heaven-defying elixir, one will be cautious and cautious.

[Pay attention to the wording, it is the heart of gossip. 】

Buran glanced at the golden lion's fur, thinking in his eyes, the lion's fur is much more shiny, it seems that the recent food is so good.

After finishing these two sentences, the owner of Wanhua Valley felt a sense of relief.

In fact, most of the ninth-level pills are made against the sky, so even when the way of alchemy was the most prosperous on the Nine Desolation Continent, ninth-level pill saints were also very rare.

Ba Tianshi silently retracted his hooves, seeing through but not telling the truth.

As long as you have it, after the master advances to become a ninth-rank alchemy saint, it is really possible to refine the elixir that will allow people to give birth to spiritual roots.

The owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley has found someone who inherits his skills and Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. It must be a relief for him to lose the last ray of spirit.

After getting Buran's permission, Tyrant Lion left him and went straight to chat with Fat Nightmare, thinking about drawing the book by the way.

The owner of Wanhua Valley didn't know why Ba Tianshi asked this question, but he nodded and said yes.

Tyrannosaurus actually wants to be with Feng and the others, after all, it's interesting to explore with like-minded friends.

The owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley didn't expect Ba Tianshi to ask such a question, so he responded after a while.

It doesn't feel good to rely on the old ones like this, and I still have to release a new one as soon as possible.

"We can go together for now."

"Is that a coincidence?"

Buran also followed.

After living for such a long time, he naturally understands that secrets must not be leaked, and it is not good to know too much.

"If it's okay, then use my master's blood."

"Because I want to give all the spiritual grass and flowers in this valley to Xiao Wan, so I can only use her blood."

Baizhi's eyes shined [Master, this is a 10-year-old spirit grass. 】

The Tyrannical Lion who was chatting and laughing with Fat Nightmare just felt his back go cold, his family Buran might be trying to plot against him.

Feng Wan tidied up her emotions, and took a few cubs to find the ten thousand year spirit grass.

"Hey, this, the old man naturally doesn't know."

"Batian, do you want to follow Patriarch Buran?"

However, such elixirs should not be allowed by the Dao of Heaven. As an alchemist who refines such elixirs, the owner will also be punished if designated by the master.

The spirit grass in front of him is very small and looks very weak.

"Senior, you mean that this drop of blood cannot be from a monster, right?"

If so, what is their relationship?

Not only because she agreed to Elder Qian Bai, Feng Wan also wanted her mother to practice with her.

Tyrant Lion, who listened to gossip all the year round, didn't miss his little expression.

Feng Wan withdrew her thoughts and silently recited the mantra given to her by the owner of Wanhua Valley. At the same time, the blood from her fingertips dripped onto the living grass.

Didn't he come here in the same way back then, and there would be no problem with Wanwan.

Tyrant Lion, Bai Yu, Fat Nightmare and Round Eared Rabbit looked at the scene of them standing together and bowing, it was really eye-catching.

At that time, there was a ninth-rank elixir who did not survive the thunder calamity caused by the ninth-rank elixir and fell.

"Thank you senior."

The picture books they sell now are still the ones they published before, and they keep talking about new picture books, but they haven't written any satisfactory ones for a long time.

"What do you mean?" The owner of Wanhua Valley didn't understand what Tyrant Lion wanted to express.

[Don’t dye, don’t shave my hair, you have seen that mural too, the man in white playing the piano on it looks like you, and the woman in red looks like Wanwan.

Naturally, Feng Wan also recognized the identity of this grass, a 10-year-old living grass, an absolute rare treasure.

Well, it seems that he has a secret that he can't tell.

Fat Nightmare and Bai Yu cast affirmative and admiring glances at Ba Tianshi at the same time. This lion is good, and he can deal with it. If something happens, let his master do it.

"Why? Did senior know that we Wanwan would come here?"

Feng Wan has Baizhi to guide the way, and soon, Feng Wan and Buran appeared in front of a spiritual grass with a few cubs.

While telling Feng Wanfa formula, the spirit of the owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was fading, and after saying the last word of the formula, it completely dissipated in the world.

Although there are living grasses in the Qiankundai space, they have grown up in the past few years. Even if the space is full of spiritual power, the defects of age cannot be changed.

Tyrant Lion swallowed his saliva, and sent an explanation through sound transmission of spiritual consciousness.

So I tried it for a while, you know. 】

Feng Wan has already told Buran and Shangxing Patriarch that he wants to practice by himself.

"Xiao Wan, don't dye, take care."

"Buran, shall we go alone, or with Wanwan?"

This lion looks like he has a lot of eyes, so it's not like he is trying to trick him.

Buran straightened his sleeves incessantly, wondering if he had listened to Tyrannical Lion's words.

In this regard, the ancestors of Shangxing are not at ease, but Buran thinks that it should be so.

Fat Nightmare actually hopes to go with him, because with Batian around, he won't be lonely.

I always feel that this incident is weird. Could it be related to your past and present lives?

Facing the direction where the owner of Wanhua Valley disappeared, Feng Wan bowed deeply.

The owner of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley has no malice towards them, since it cannot be said, Tyrant Lion will not try again.

After a flash of colorful light, a more intense fragrance of flowers and herbs hits the nostrils.

"Master, let me try."

Fat Nightmare can't wait to stretch out the little fat claw.

This time, Fat Night's fat paw touched the leaf of the living spirit grass very precisely, and the phoenix pull was successful.

　Babies, here we come, please feed us!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)