immortal mansion

Chapter 43

Not long after, Mu Xueling passed through overlapping mountain peaks and came to a cliff.

In front of the cliff, there is a cloud of mist, and you can't see the sky and the earth, like a sea of ​​fog, but there is a verdant ancient pine rising from the sea of ​​fog, its branches are like a dragon, and it has grown for an unknown number of years.

Facing the ancient pine, Mu Xueling tightly clenched the medicine bottle in her hand. She mustered up her courage and said loudly, "Is Elder Ying here? I brought the Spirit Pill, can I come out and see you?"

Yinglao is a spirit eagle who is in charge of receiving and guiding in the wind tunnel, and at the same time shoulders the responsibility of suppressing. Because of his noble status and high strength, he is also called Yinglao by the disciples of Taihuazong.

Her voice echoed in the sea of ​​clouds and mountains, but there was no response for a long time.

"Could it be that Elder Ying is tired of eating Spirit Pills? If so, what should we do?"

It's not that easy to invite Elder Ying, and disciples in the Qi refining period can't pay enough sect contribution points, so they basically offer things like feeding spirit pills.

If Elder Ying is interested, he will agree to take that person to practice in the Wind Tunnel for a period of time.

Mu Xueling was feeling a little anxious at the moment, and kept pacing in place.

If you want to enter the Twilight Tunnel, you must have the help of an elder Ying.

Now that I got the Spirit Pill, I never thought that Ying Lao, who used to rest on the ancient pine tree, had disappeared. What should she do if she just saw hope?

At this moment, an old voice came from in front of Mu Xueling.

"Girl, don't lie to the old man casually, did you really bring the spirit pill?"

On that ancient pine tree, at some point, a giant black-feathered eagle with a height of Zhang Xu appeared. While cleaning its feathers, it actually spoke human words, and the words were clear, not inferior to human beings.

Before Mu Xueling could reply, its gaze had already landed on the medicine bottle in her hand.

Seeing this, Mu Xueling quickly walked to the edge of the cliff, with a flattering smile on her face, and raised the medicine bottle in her hand high with both hands.

Elder Ying raised an eagle claw, took the medicine bottle into the claw, and then, with just the right amount of force, bounced off the cork plugged in the mouth of the bottle, poured out a feeding pill, and poured it on the tip of the wing on the other side superior.

It sniffed and showed a fascinated expression.

"Hiss, is it really a feeding pill?"

Moreover, this Spirit Pill seems to be different from the previous ones.

In the past, those little fellows at the bottom of the mountain got a very pungent feeding spirit pill, and they couldn't help sneezing when they smelled it, but now the medicinal fragrance of this feeding pill is very soft, with a faint fragrance .

It had only smelled this fragrance when it was a child.

With a sharp lift of the wings, the feeding pill rolled down Yinglao's throat, passed through his esophagus, and fell into his stomach. When the effect of the medicine was released, a pair of eagle eyes suddenly opened.

"This, this, this... this feeding spirit pill is wrong!"

Yinglao thought to himself, and began to savor it carefully.

Mu Xueling, who was on the side, couldn't help feeling uneasy seeing that Ying Lao hadn't spoken for a long time.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the feeding pills I gave?

If so, then...

I saw the old eagle fluttering its wings suddenly and soaring into the sky.

Spin several times, bringing out a trail of spiritual light.

Falling on the ancient pine again, it has returned to its usual state.

After tidying up the scattered feathers, Elder Ying felt that he was in better condition than ever before, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, the Spirit Pill I brought this time is very good! In return, I can take you to the Wind Tunnel for a day."

"One... one day?"

Mu Xueling covered her mouth, unable to believe it.

You know, even if she offered the Spirit Pills in the past, even if she directly gave a whole big bottle, she could only enter the wind tunnel for an hour at most.

But now there is actually a full day!
"In this way, wouldn't I..."

There was hope in Mu Xueling's eyes.

……

Mo Chen packed up the alchemy stove, saw that there was still a lot of monster meat left, and most of them were good meat in a good location, so he planned to have a long-lost barbecue.

It happened that some of the elixir on his body tasted similar to those seasonings.

As for the grill and the like, it can be made on site.

Ju Xinglan, who looked tired, came back with Zhou Daoming, saw this scene, and joined in with great interest.

After a while, the grill was completed by Zhou Daoming, who is good at refining weapons.

According to the blueprint given by Mo Chen, Zhou Daoming forged an extremely stable barbecue grill.

As for meat skewers and the like, Ju Xinglan is in charge.

Ju Xinglan's sword skills are very good. He used to be a Jianghu swordsman, but he became a cultivator when he accidentally obtained a cultivation method later on, and his luck was very good. Zong.

The meat he cuts out is not only the same size, but also cut out according to the fat and thinness, which ensures that the taste of each skewer will be the same, and the skewers have different tastes.

A mortal cook may also be able to do it, but it is definitely not as easy as Ju Xinglan.

As for Mo Chen, he was in charge of seasoning.

He has already prepared the seasonings, which are leftovers that are not usually used in alchemy. After repeated experiments, they have been blended into a medicinal powder that is very similar to the seasonings of the previous life.

As soon as the medicinal powder was sprinkled on the meat skewers, a strong aroma erupted immediately.

Smelling these scents, all three of them moved their index fingers.

"There is a degree of relaxation, this is the cultivation of immortals!"

Ju Xinglan said with emotion, and Zhou Daoming agreed with Mo Chen next to him.

After a while, the meat skewers are cooked.

The meat quality of monsters is different from that of ordinary domestic animals. Many parts of the meat are very tough, and can be torn into silk to make bed crossbows, but there are still many parts of meat that are very tender and delicious.

While satisfying his appetite, Zhou Daoming also asked about Mu Xueling's whereabouts.

According to her usual habits, she would come back on time before sunset, so she was a very time-conscious person.

Mo Chen licked his lips. The medicinal powder made from elixir and the seasoned roasted animal meat were really delicious. When Zhou Daoming asked, he replied, "She just bought the feeding pills. went."

"Feiling Pill?"

When Ju Xinglan heard this word, her reaction was a little big, and she almost bit off her tongue.

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood foam, he asked Mo Chen with a puzzled expression, "You mean, Mu Xueling bought the Feedling Pill? But at this time, Feng Xuandao's gang hadn't returned from hunting monsters, how could she buy it? Get the Spirit Pill..."

Supplementary materials for the Spirit Pill are not difficult to find. After all, monsters are difficult to hunt, but they are easy to obtain with a little effort, or a lot of monster meat can be obtained by spending a sum of spirit stones.

But Jiuqu Jade Grass is different from Feed Demon Grass. It has very strict requirements on the growth conditions. It can either be planted in the extreme environment of the wilderness, or it can only be brought back by the disciples of Fengxuan Dao.

Each time, the production of Feiling Pills is not much, and they have to be distributed to many spirit beasts of Tai Huazong.

So in the end, Ju Xinglan tried his best, but he could only buy one or two.

If there were a lot of feeding pills, he wouldn't be stuck in the same place all the time.

There is no way, relying on Ju Xinglan's own ability, it is almost impossible to cultivate the Xuanzhang Jue. If there is no hope in a year or two, he plans to give up the Xuanzhang Jue and build the foundation directly.

Such weakness is a weakness, but it is only relative to the same sect. If such a person goes outside, he will still be crushed against those from small sects and small families.

At this moment, a ray of purple light soared into the sky from Yinling Temple!

Once someone successfully practiced the first level of Xuan Zhang Jue, Yin Ling Dian Dian would express his feelings. This move is like a show off, and it is also a kind of encouragement to others.

"This is, someone has practiced the first level of Xuanzhang Jue?"

Zhou Daoming lost his voice.

He already knew that Mu Xueling had always been stuck at the last step, and was only one level away from practicing the first level of Xuan Zhang Jue, combined with the news that she bought the Spirit Pill just now.

Nine times out of ten, she is the one who breaks through.

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