Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 528 Dingyan Dan

An Qingli was born as Gong Lili.

I bought some things for worship first, and then I drove to Dunguang and went to the great Chu country in the secular world.

The Great Chu State has changed its monarch, and the new monarch is a vassal king who rebelled against his superiors, but he is still a good son of heaven.

Tianzi City is still Tianzi City, the Anjia family dominates, there are more than [-] Foundation Establishment monks, but there is no Jindan monk.

An Qingli found Liu's and An Qingtao's cemeteries, and each burned three sticks of incense.

Although An Qingtao was fat, the Liu family also gave him a lot of spiritual peaches, so he lived a long life.

However, although An Qingtao doesn't have many children, he has a lot of grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

The hundred-year-old An Qingli became the ancestor of a large group of juniors.

An Qingli gave a lot of spiritual peaches to An Qingtao's wife and children, and let them watch the distribution.

In Liu's and An Qingtao's room, there is still a portrait of An Qingli.

The gray-haired Meng family looked at An Qingli, whose face hadn't changed at all, and wept with envy and gratitude.

This should be the last time for An Qingli to return to the secular world to settle down. After taking another look at the cemetery of Liu Shi and An Qingtao, she drove away and left without nostalgia.

Today's Anjia has become very strange, many old faces have passed away, and many new faces have emerged.

The same is true for Zongshifeng, Tian Yunzong, the entire southern cultivation world, and the entire Bianlan world.

People are constantly passing away, and new people are constantly emerging.

The new man and the old man are constantly alternating.

The big waves washed the sand, and many monks who were once called geniuses also fell and became old people, such as Su Xun, Xiao Chengzhi and others.

High hopes are placed on those who are called geniuses but are still alive.

An Qingli, who was nearly a hundred years old, was one of them.

The wild grass was vast, and Xiao Jintan suddenly said: "Alive."

An Qingli nodded and said, "Well, I'm alive."

If you are alive, there are infinite possibilities for the rest, otherwise you can only become those genius passers-by who have been in the world once in the mouth of others.

After sighing with emotion, An Qingli drove back to Luofeng City in Duanguang. When passing through a wasteland, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a big house that rose suddenly.

Although the house is big, it is also simple. There are large and small rooms in the house, in which live the group of practitioners who were brought into the cultivation world by An Qingli.

Thousands of people gathered here to multiply and thrive, and they heard that in the farther south, there is Fengcheng, which has the largest and best sect in the southern cultivation world.

According to the rumors, the spiritual energy there is so rich that it can drip into water, and there are as many golden core monks as grass.

Rumor has it that anyone who goes there will have a bright future.

According to the rumors, a little girl dominates the situation there, commanding the entire mountain by herself, majestic and majestic.

So some people, with their own children, traveled across mountains and rivers to the rumored Luofeng City.

An Qingli returned to Luofeng City and went to Yonganpu.

Yonganpu is lively.

At the beginning, Yong'an Pu was just a small store, and the business was deserted. Now Yong'an Pu occupies a very large area, and sells a variety of spiritual plants and spiritual honey.

Today's Anjia, like this Yonganpu, is also thriving.

An Qingli is the younger half owner of this Yong'an shop, so it's rare for her to go to the shop in person to share her income and monthly profits.

The monthly profit is not much, but the income is very considerable.

An Bomei, who was becoming more and more like a shopkeeper, came out warmly with fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

Anbomei's three spiritual roots, and his mind is on business and earning spiritual stones, basically he is a head in the late stage of foundation establishment.

But such An Bomei took out a lot of spirit stones and wanted to buy Dingyan Pill from An Qingli. As for the grade of Dingyan Pill, of course, the higher the grade, the better.

"I've saved most of my life to buy a Ding Yan Pill, is it worth it?" An Qingli asked seriously.

An Bomei stroked the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "Qing Li, you keep improving, your face doesn't change, so you don't have to worry about it. But I'm getting old. Any woman who doesn't want to stay young forever, thanks to you, otherwise Where can I buy a high-level Dingyan Pill?"

As a master's beloved disciple, An Qingli's elixir is famous for its completeness.

Not only is it complete, but the quality is also good.

Outsiders thought it was Mu Sheng who doted on his apprentice and gave them a lot of pills.

But many of those elixirs were refined by An Qingli himself.

Once in Fengyu Secret Realm and Ten Thousand Beasts Forest, An Qingli got a lot of spiritual plants, plus those from An's family, Mu Sheng, and those grown in the mustard space, there is no shortage of spiritual plants in An Qingli.

The black dragon wins luck, An Qingli has been staying in the sect, but he has refined a lot of pills.

An Qingli took An Bomei's spirit stone, and handed out a seventh-rank Dingyan Pill.

An Bomei was very grateful and overjoyed, she thought she could only buy a sixth-rank pill, but instead bought a seventh-rank pill.

What Qingli gave her was the price of conscience, and she knew it.

"How can I thank you, Qingli?" An Bomei held the seventh-rank pill carefully, weeping with joy.

An Qingli said: "These years, you have worked so hard in Yong'an Pu, and I have not lost a cent of my income, and I know it."

"I just like Qingli, you are rich and powerful." An Bomei wiped away her tears, took out a bronze mirror, opened her mouth wide at the mirror, and took the seventh grade Dingyan pill excitedly with extreme caution.

You should also look in the mirror while taking medicine!

Little Pegasus was amazed, he really didn't know what this woman was thinking.

With that share of spirit stones, it might not be impossible to ask her master for multi-fruits, pills to improve her cultivation, and baby congealing pills.

This Anbo is beautiful, tsk tsk, beautiful or dead.

The high-grade Dingyan Pill also has the function of Rejuvenation Pill, which can restore youthful beauty and maintain that youthful beauty for dozens or hundreds of years.

"It's like a dream."

An Bomei stared at her young self in the mirror, stroking the smooth corners of her eyes with her hands, talking to herself in surprise.

An Qingli raised her hand and pinched An Bomei's smooth face, she was very satisfied with the seventh-grade pill that she practiced.

In the past, she and An Bomei were like juniors and elders, but now An Bomei is suddenly younger, and they are like peers.

An Bomei hugged An Qingli excitedly, and as if making an oath, said excitedly: "Qingli, I will continue to work hard for the next fifty years, earn Lingshi hard, and then buy high-level Dingyan Pill from you."

"Then you work hard." An Qingli calmly pushed away this overly excited woman who was very out of control.

"You're rash, you're rash, Elder Qingli, don't mind." An Bomei joked half-jokingly, wiped her tears, and said from the bottom of her heart, "Qingli, you smell really good, like the smell of vegetation after rain. It smells good and is comfortable, I don’t want to let go of you while holding you, what kind of pill are you taking, if possible, can you sell me one.”

An Qingli herself didn't notice much, and only said: "I asked you to raise trees before, but if you didn't, probably An's family who raise trees well have this aura in them."

"That's not true, Qingli's aura is the most obvious." An Bomei didn't hesitate to praise her, and said sweetly, "Ancestor Qingli is indeed the first person in my Anjia. Too."

(End of this chapter)