Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 39: Magic effect

"Why, afraid that I might poison you?" Ling Xian frowned, glanced at him faintly, and said: "If I want to kill you, I don't have to be so troublesome."

"No, no, brother Dao misunderstood." Mo Qinggui smiled bitterly, and hurriedly explained: "I am not afraid of you poisoning me, it's just..."

"Just a little unbelievable?" Ling Xian looked at him playfully.

Mo Qing's negative color is reddish, which is considered to be Ling Xian's acquiescence.

Ling Xian smiled confidently and said seriously: "You will believe it when you take it. Don't worry, the magical effect of this pill is far beyond your imagination."

Seeing that he was so determined, Mo Qingbu believed it a little bit. He said that the young man in front of him was not only amazingly strong in cultivation, but also quite good at alchemy. Maybe this alchemy could really heal himself.

Thinking about this, he waved his hand, and the red pill that was filled with a strange fragrance flew into the mouth, instantly turned into a pure medicinal power, and poured into his body.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no abnormal reaction. This made Mo Qing frowned, his face was full of disappointment, and he sighed: "Brother Dao, thank you for your kindness, but this kind of illness It is difficult to cure, I have to think of another way."

"What's the rush? The magical effect of this pill will be revealed soon." Ling Xian smiled faintly, showing a trace of confidence and calmness, firmly believing that still repairing the pill can heal the burden.

This is the magic pill created by the pill immortal refining the sky!

Sure enough, as soon as Ling Xian's voice fell, a strange force gushed out of Mo Qinggong's body, slowly flowing into his internal organs, strange classics and hundreds of skeletons, and finally flooded into his ailing Dantian reads. ;.

Boom!

Like an army of thousands of horses rushing, like a surging wave rolling high into the sky, his dantian vibrates endlessly, the originally shrinking meridians gradually expand, and the cracked dantian begins to heal slowly.

"This... actually has an effect!" Mo Qinggong's face was incredibly full, feeling the mana in his body increasing a little bit, tears in his eyes could not help but tears of joy shed.

This lasted for a while, his cultivation level returned from the eighth level of qi refining to the tenth level of qi refining, a terrifying aura whistled out, sweeping in all directions!

At this moment, he returned to the perfect state of refining qi!

"Haha, I recovered, it really recovered!" Mo Qingli looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, crying with joy, wearing a white robe dancing wildly, and his tyrannical aura bashed the entire cave.

You will know how to cherish you only if you lose it.

From the Tianjiao in the Invincible Realm of Qi Refining to the ordinary monk who fell to the eighth floor of Qi Refining, this huge gap made Mo Qinggu feel what darkness is called despair, although only a few hours, but But it was the darkest period of time he lived till now.

Empty has the name of Tianjiao, but there is no such thing as Tianjiao.

His pride, his glory, were all lost at that moment, and now they are back to him, how can this make Mo Qingbu not excited? How can you not be happy?

Looking at Mo Qingbu who was so excited that he couldn't hold on himself, Ling Xian coughed lightly and reminded: "Don't get overwhelmed, you need to consolidate it."

Hearing this, Mo Qing negatively suppressed the excitement in his chest, bowed deeply to Ling Xian, and solemnly said: "Brother Dao is kind, and I will never forget the burden to death, and there will be rewards in the future."

"I saved you, not for your reward. Anyway, we are also a robe." Ling Xian waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have to.

"I understand, but the grace of the dripping water is still in return, let alone such a great kindness?" Mo Qingming looked serious, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Dao is kind to me and recreated, if it wasn't for you to cure me Injury, I am afraid that in this life, I can only be a useless person, doing nothing in my life, and finally dying of old age without anyone caring about it."

"You're serious, don't worry about it." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"No, it's not an exaggeration at all. It may be a simple effort for you, but for me, it is tantamount to saving lives. This great kindness, lightness, must be remembered in my heart, and I will not forget it until death." Mo He is a disciple of Haoranzong, who is a disciple of Haoranzong. He has received some gentleman education since he was a child. He naturally developed a character that values ​​kindness, love, righteousness and promise.

For Ling Xian, this matter is indeed nothing, nothing more than a simple effort, but to him, it is as heavy as a mountain and as deep as the sea. Therefore, his heart is full of gratitude at this moment, even He gave birth to an impulse that he would not hesitate to die for Ling Xian.

Seeing his resolute appearance, Ling Xian shook his head helplessly, and teased: "It's up to you, but I advise you to sit down and consolidate your cultivation, otherwise you will fall back to the eighth level of Qi refining in a while, but Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Okay, I will adjust my breath now." Mo Qing's negative color changed slightly, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sat as if an old monk had entered concentration, consolidating his tenth level of cultivation.

I saw a golden ancient scroll appearing above his head, and while slowly turning over, a trace of strange power gushed out of the void, and then slowly poured into the dantian, nourishing the mana that returned to the tenth level of Qi Refining .

"Sure enough, the rumors are true. The average Haoranzong disciple cultivates heaven and earth aura, which is no different from most monks, but the talented disciple cultivates the aura of Haoran scrolls. Qi possesses the special power that makes the ghosts retreat and the demons bow their heads. Looking at the whole world, it can be regarded as a good power."

Looking at the strands of unique power, Ling Xian chuckled lightly, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "When he consolidates his cultivation base, I should also drink the drunk fairy brew and break through to the foundation stage. Now, this time, I must make a perfect breakthrough without leaving even the slightest flaw."

In the illusion, Ling Xian took the sub-perfect base building pill and too much magic heart pill, resulting in loss of aptitude, falling from the clouds to the mortal world, and never recovered, and can only be an ordinary monk. , Do nothing, ask hopelessly.

And this time, he definitely doesn't want to be like an illusion!

He must build the foundation perfectly, leave no flaws, climb the nine heavens, and aspire to longevity!

"Fortunately, I got drunk immortal brew, which is really a great fortune." Ling Xian's mouth raised, and then he looked at the remaining eight platforms, carefully observed for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There are only ten Taoist platforms in this cave. Except for Drunken Immortal Brewing and Golden Book Pages, the other eight Taoist platforms are equipped with powerful magic weapons. Unfortunately, all of them have restrictions, even if Ling Xian breaks through. In the foundation building period, it is impossible to break the seal and take the treasure away.

However, apart from a slight disappointment, he has no unwilling emotions. The chances he got from this trip are enough. Although these treasures are strong, he still can't exert their power even if he gets them. He waits until he can use them. At the time of them, Ling Xian's Zhu Tianxia might have already opened up to the ninth change, so naturally they won't be able to use them.

"This pill is really amazing. It not only brought my cultivation back to the tenth level of Qi refining, but also a hint of diligence. I must be able to reach the peak of the tenth level of Qi refining soon, saving me at least Three months of hard cultivation." Mo Qingbu opened his eyes abruptly, and a gleam of light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, instantly returning to peace.

A vigorous momentum spread, his face was full of joy, and he bowed again to Lingxian, and said sincerely: "Thank you, brother, for the kindness of rebuilding, it is unforgettable to be unforgettable."

Seeing his face full of joy and vigor, Ling Xian smiled playfully: "Now you believe what I said?"

"Naturally believe it, I have been offended before, and I still look at Dao brother Haihan." Mo Qinggu swept away the haze, his expression was compelling, and his eyes were no longer gloomy, but filled with a dazzling light.

"Just believe it, I don't like others questioning me." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

Mo Qing's negative color turned red, a bit embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Dao, why is this alchemy name?"

"Also repairing the pill." Ling Xian spit out three words.

"Good name, repair and repair. When you hear this name, you know that it specializes in repairing the fall." Mo Qinggu exclaimed and asked him a puzzled question.

"Although the grade of this pill is not high, it has such a magical effect. It should have been famous for a long time, but why have I never heard of it?"

"This..." Ling Xian frowned and didn't want to tell him the truth. All the information about Danxian was too horrible, and I can't tell anyone, even Mo lightly, who is known as a true gentleman. Say.

It's his life.

If you put him in the "Sutra of Alchemy", and the story of the soul of the elixir in your body was spread out, I am afraid, no, the monks in the world will be completely crazy, and then they will come to the door and try to find out. The secret of Xian De Dao reads;.

You must know that the entire world of cultivating immortals has not been ascended for 30,000 years. There are countless heroes who have succeeded, but they have never been able to knock on the door of becoming immortal. No matter how amazing and brilliant, the arrogant Tianjiao can’t lift the sky to ascend. , How can these monks who are dedicated to aspiring longevity accept it?

But the soul of the Danxian who has ascended to the immortal realm has appeared in the cultivating realm. What an incredible thing is this? What a shocking thing again?

If this news spreads, all monks in the world will ask for the secret of Soaring at all costs. At that time, let alone Ling Xian’s fate, I’m afraid the remnants of the nine immortals in the Nine Immortals picture Will not be guaranteed.

Therefore, even if Ling Xian died, he couldn't reveal any news.

"Could it be that this Dan is the original creation of Taoist friends?"

Seeing Ling Xian frowning, Mo Qinggang didn't know what to think, and unexpectedly gave birth to such a guess.

Original?

Ling Xian groaned for a moment~IndoMTL.com~He said that he still cultivated the pill, and his reputation was not obvious. The only people who knew the refining method were himself and the master. A good explanation.

Therefore, he didn't speak, and he was tacitly acquiescing in Mo Qinggong's guess.

"It's actually..." Mo Qing was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

A fifteen-year-old eight-rank alchemist is not difficult to accept. A Tianjiao who has a good elixir talent and a high level of cultivation talent can barely accept it, but a monster who can create an elixir can not be taken lightly. Unacceptable!

It's very simple to make a pill, any alchemist can do it, but creating a pill is extremely difficult!

That requires a huge amount of alchemy knowledge, which can only be achieved by alchemy masters above Rank 3!

"How old is he... he can actually create his own recipe, and he is a Qidan with such a magical effect!"

Looking at the handsome and handsome boy, Mo Qinggu's face was full of shock, and he was shocked to the point where he couldn't be more shocked.