I conquer the cultivation world by drawing cards

"My people, what are you calling me for?"

Su Changqing has a question——

Could it be that the identity of her flower-growing family can't be concealed, why is it my people when she comes up?

This question also flashed in Su Changqing's mind for a moment, and then she quickly calmed down and answered honestly and respectfully.

——The disciple would like to ask you to help refine the spiritual plant.

Huangdi was silent for a while, and then he saw the three-needle flower of the wood spirit in her hand through Su Changqing's body.

Then, fell into a longer silence.

Picking up the wood spirit three-needle flower with his hand, and looking it over a few times, Su Changqing's face showed a "this is it?" expression.

Although he didn't say anything, it seemed like he said everything.

Su Changqing: "?"

She couldn't see the expression on her face, but she and Huang Di were connected by heart, so she could naturally feel his thoughts.

Immediately there are only six things I want to say:

"..."

The voice of the Yellow Emperor came from the bottom of my heart.

——If only concocted, quarter of an hour.

Su Changqing responded quickly.

——Just concoct it, please trouble the ancestor Xuanyuan.

Huang Di only said "hmm" lightly, and then began to use Su Changqing's body to concoct the three-needle flower of the wood spirit.

He is a very serious person.

Even though he was a little interested in the space where his people were summoned, he didn't distract himself from looking around.

Su Changqing's fingertips suddenly appeared a small pinch of flames, put the wood spirit three-needle flower on it to simmer, and used the other to continuously input star power into the wood spirit three-needle flower.

Su Changqing: To be honest, she felt that her eyes could see, and then her brain told her, no, you can't.

The girl looked solemn, observing the changes of the three-needle flower of the wood spirit, and after noticing some changes in its color, she steadily increased the pinch of flames on her fingertips, but stopped the transmission of star power.

The wood spirit three-needle flower didn't look much different except for the color becoming lighter, but the strange thing is that you can feel that it has lost moisture when you look at it with your spiritual sense.

A quarter of an hour is here.

No more, no less, exactly the three needles of the wood spirit were refined.

Huang Di: Back then I had my hands in my pockets, and there was no rival in refining medicine.jpg
Su Changqing couldn't help but deducted a 6 in her heart——

This control time, absolutely.

It is worthy of being the originator of the hero who hangs up, and it is indeed a hanger.

Huangdi's consciousness returned to her sea of ​​consciousness, and returned control of her body to Su Changqing.

——Trouble the ancestor of Xuanyuan.

Su Changqing said something else in her heart, and then put away the already concocted wood spirit three-needle flower.

——Where is this world?

The mid-air tenor sounded from the bottom of his heart again.

Su Changqing: "..."

Previously, I thought that the first ancestor could concoct the Lingzhi earlier before the secret realm was closed, so I didn't pay much attention to his voice.

Right now, it sounded like the Yellow Emperor with eight-pack abs. Hearing this voice, he felt like he could kill two bears with his bare hands.

It's amazing, it's deafening.

The thought of Su Changqing passed by, lest the ancestor think that he had a bad opinion of his voice.

——Back to the ancestor of Xuanyuan, this realm is the Canglan Realm.

Huang Di seemed confused.

—— Canglan Realm?

——Tell me in detail.

Su Changqing: "..."

It can be seen that Xuanyuan's ancestor's curiosity is indeed much heavier than the other card characters she summoned.

Like Kong Xuan, Yang Jian, and Ao Bing, although they are also curious about this world, they only have this point.

——The Canglan Realm is...

Su Changqing restrained his thoughts, and then began to introduce the Canglan Realm to Huangdi from the bottom of his heart.

Besides, Huang Di asked many questions, and Su Changqing answered them all.

With such a question and answer, time passed quickly.

Two hours, as if it was just a blink of an eye, it will be there in a blink of an eye. Sure enough, chatting will make people forget the time.

Before Huangdi's consciousness dissipated, he still seemed to be unsatisfied.