Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 237 Return from the Secret Realm
Reaching out to take the flag into her arms, the girl surnamed Huang looked at the person in front of her with a pale face.

He cast his eyes around and looked around, not caring what other people thought, got up, walked to the side of the young man surnamed Wang and sat down, took out a elixir and began to practice.

Seeing that the girl surnamed Huang was fine, the man in white robe turned his attention to the young man surnamed Han again.

Because he was seriously injured before, the body of the young man surnamed Han was covered with blood, and his handsome face was so white that there was no trace of blood.

Seeing his appearance, an inexplicable look flashed in the eyes of the white-robed man, and he sighed slightly, lifting the golden lotus that he had been holding in his left hand to his chest.

The golden lotus is very delicate, and its golden brilliance makes it even more beautiful.

The white-robed man held the flower in one hand, and with the other hand pinched a petal on the golden lotus and pulled it lightly, and the petal was pulled off immediately.

The golden lotus lost a lotus petal, and the golden light it had been emitting suddenly dimmed a bit.

Handing the lotus petals in his hand to the young man surnamed Han, the man in white robe said with a smile: "This is the lotus petals of the Heavenly Spirit Golden Lotus, which has the miraculous effect of healing internal injuries, you should take it."

"Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"

Looking at the petals handed over, the young man surnamed Han not only refused to accept it, but looked up at the man in white robe with some doubts.

"What? Don't Fellow Daoist Han and this fellow Daoist know each other?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Taoist Qingxu frowned and said.

"No, it's also the first time I've been with him."

Yang Qingyan, who had been watching for a long time, felt more and more weird at this time. It was strange that this young man surnamed Han would rather risk his life to save an unknown Taoist Qingxu. What the hell is going on between the three of them to save a monk they have never seen before?
Is doing good deeds popular in the world of cultivating immortals now?Or are the three of them that kind of relationship? !

Thinking of this, Yang Qingyan couldn't help but look a little weird.Showing a very speechless demeanor.

At this moment, the man in white robe suddenly spoke, and he said in a gentle tone: "The poor monk can't answer this matter yet, I can only say that you and I are destined, and I will definitely not harm you."

Facing the inexplicable words of the white-robed man, the young man surnamed Han stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out and took the lotus petals from the white-robed man's hand.

Then he raised his head, swallowed the petals and said, "Okay, I believe you."

Seeing this scene, Taoist Qingxu originally wanted to stop him, but he thought that since the monk had saved them, he would not have any ill intentions towards himself and others for the time being, so he just looked on and didn't speak.

After swallowing the petals of the golden lotus, the young man surnamed Han's face turned red immediately, and even all the wounds on his body were healed. This scene shocked several caring people again.

Just such a delay, several ray of light of different colors flew from a distance.

When the brilliance fell, several men in different clothes appeared at the same place, and they should also be the ones who had collected enough demon pills and were about to leave the secret realm.

Seeing that there was a newcomer again, everyone didn't say anything, but each looked for a place to wait for the secret realm to open.

The only difference is that the man in white came to Yang Qingyan's side and sat down with the young man surnamed Han. It is not known whether the two of them did it on purpose or not.

However, Yang Qingyan simply wanted to enter the sect to find the formulas of Transformation Pill or Foundation Establishment Pill, so she just smiled and didn't think deeply.

Time is but a flick of a finger for a cultivator, and the young man surnamed Wang had already recovered the consumed mana as early as noon that day, and he also found another casual cultivator to kill him and accept the accumulated demon Dan as his own. Own.

Although there were many monks present at that time, no one dared to talk more when they heard that the other party was from the Wang family, and although the white-robed monk's eyes flashed intolerable, he didn't mind his own business.

Just like that, among more and more monks gathered in front of the portal, the third day finally arrived.

click. !
At noon on the third day, Yang Qingyan was resting with her eyes closed, when suddenly a fluctuating breath of spiritual energy came from the air, and the blue light curtain that had been motionless all this time suddenly trembled, and then turned into a portal and stood quietly in the air .

Seeing that the portal opened, the monks present immediately seemed to be blown up. Some were overjoyed, while others were disappointed and depressed, but they all flew out of the portal one by one.

When the number of people had been reduced by half, Yang Qingyan glanced around and did not see the group of monks from the Yun family, so she immediately nodded to Linglong, and the two of them directly crossed the teleportation formation and returned to Tianling mainland.

After passing through the portal, the two of them didn't delay for a moment, and went straight to the high platform where Lingmiaozong was located.

At this time, the old man was still on the high platform, and in front of the old man, there were several casual practitioners handing over the task.

After they left, Yang Qingyan walked up to the old man with Linglong and said with a slight smile: "Senior, the two of us sisters have gathered together the demon pills, so I wonder if we can join the sect?"

"Oh? You have collected all the demon pills? Take them here and let the old man have a look. If it is not the demon pills produced by the monsters in the secret realm, then this sect cannot accept you."

Seeing the disbelieving expression on the old man's face, Yang Qingyan was not annoyed, but took out the storage bag she had already prepared on her body, and handed it to the old man.

It's no wonder that the old man doesn't believe them anymore, Yang Qingyan's cultivation at this time is only the eighth level of Qi refining, and Linglong is one level lower than Yang Qingyan, how can this old man believe it.

The old man took the storage bag and flicked it with his hand, and immediately a pile of demon pills appeared on the wooden table in front of him.

As soon as he saw these demon pills, a look of surprise flashed across the old man's disbelieving face. After all, no matter whether these demon pills were produced in a secret realm or not, getting so many of them would prove the extraordinaryness of the two women in front of him.

After taking a deep look at the two of Yang Qingyan, the old man picked up a demon pill from the table to watch, and after reading it once, he picked a few of them to continue watching. After looking at about four or five demon pills, the old man finally watched Looking at Yang Qingyan, he said: "It is true that the demon pills were produced from the secret realm, but with the eyes of old people, these demon pills seem to be taken from a kind of monster. It is possible that the two friends killed a group of monster beasts. ?”

Speaking of this, a faint coercion suddenly erupted from the old man, sweeping towards Yang Qingyan and the two of them.

Faced with the questioning of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Yang Qingyan was fine, but Linglong trembled, showing a faint unsteadiness.

Xiumei frowned, Yang Qingyan was secretly angry in her heart, but she was helpless, she could only smile slightly and said: "These demon pills are indeed from a group of monster beasts, but it is not the work of the two of us sisters who can get this inner pill."

"Oh? How do you say that!" Seeing that Yang Qingyan was not afraid of his coercion, the old man couldn't help but look at her a little higher, and immediately put away the coercion, and asked indifferently.

(End of this chapter)