Prehistoric: The beginning of the game is mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 29

While walking, Feng Ming thought: "Let's send these 900 to innate spirit patterns first."

This is a total of 900 spirit patterns!

It turned out that he had never seen even one spirit pattern, but now he directly owned 900.

But what should be given or what should be given is a matter of principle in life.

In this aspect, Fengming is very accurate.

Fengming's Yinshen looked around in the group chat list.

"Can't find him?"

The existence of this senior "fraudster" is very special!
He wasn't on the list in the chat group!
"Then how did he chat with me privately?"

Fengming, I can't understand it!
In the end, it can only be boiled down to one sentence: Big guy is awesome!
"Fortunately, I can directly click on the window where he gave me the red envelope, and then reply to the message."

Sending red envelopes is not particularly difficult, and the group has detailed operation guides.

Nothing else, just some waste of mental power.

"Uh... ah..."

"I almost fainted, my body was hollowed out in an instant!"

Feng Ming staggered and complained: "It seems that I am only suitable for receiving red envelopes and not for giving out red envelopes!"

This is fate, right?

But it doesn't matter, Feng Ming, who already has experience, doesn't panic!

For me, it is a good thing that my mental power is drained, because I only need to take a nap to recover my soul immediately, and it can also improve.

……

"Senior nephew Fengming."

A soft, dignified, elegant and beautiful voice sounded beside my ears.

In the light and shadow, a thin figure floated.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, but Feng Ming recognized the other party immediately.

He forced himself to cheer up, and then saluted respectfully: "I've met Uncle Lu Wan!"

Lu Wan'er, one of the direct disciples of Changchun Zhenren, the founder of the Changchun School, is also one of the 12 Immortals today.

She is the legendary Tianjiao of the Changchun School. It is said that it only took 110 seven years from stepping into the practice to becoming a fairy!
This speed of practice is already very scary for today's prehistoric human race.

Just like Feng Ming, he has actually practiced for decades.

Although he is still very young, he has only reached the third realm.

Youth is for sure, after all, the great powers in the prehistoric world are not enough to use Yuanhui as a unit of life counting.

However, it took decades to step into the third realm, and the time required for the fourth realm to follow is even more distant.

Not to mention the complete achievement of immortality in the fourth realm.

Uncle Lu Wan'er is definitely an astonishing arrogance, the pride of the Changchun School!
……

Uncle Lu Wan floated in the low sky, graceful and graceful.

She is tall and tall, and her hair is tied up with a wooden hairpin.

The soft auspicious cloud Taoist robe set off her slender body.

Her complexion is beautiful and rosy, because the cultivation speed is too fast, Master Lu Wan'er has always maintained the appearance of a girl.

If you look at it from the perspective of the previous life, apart from some mediocre aspects, Master Lu Wan'er's uncle is absolutely peerless.

Of course, what Fengming thought was mediocre in the past is actually a kind of beautiful scenery.

The current Feng Ming dare not have any thoughts about Lu Wan'er's senior uncle.

……

When Feng Ming was speaking, his body shook involuntarily.

It's not that he doesn't respect his uncle, it's just that the red envelope just sent out consumes too much soul.

Uncle Lu Wan'er showed a gentle and gratified smile, and said softly, "Feng Ming, I already know what you said and did in the labor hall."

Feng Ming hurriedly said: "I made my uncle laugh, I am ashamed."

If I dare not go to the front line, I can only do my best in the rear, but in the final analysis, I still follow my heart.

Lu Wan'er went on to say: "There is no need to be ashamed, I already know that this time you came to the Labor Hall immediately after leaving the customs."

"I already know that sacrificing that ninth-grade magic weapon has hurt your god."

"You don't want to worry the disciples of the Labor Hall, so you pretend to be calm?"

Fengming: ...Huh?

Lu Wan'er continued: "I am very pleased that you now have this ability, and what is even more gratifying is that you have such thoughtfulness, and you really have lived up to Senior Brother Wanmu's teachings to you."

Feng Ming tried his best to gather his spirits, and kept speaking at a steady pace, and replied: "Thank you for the compliment, Master Uncle, these are what Feng Ming should do."

Lu Wan said again: "It's very good of you to have such thoughts, but you can't excessively consume your spirit because you help them refine the magic weapon. You should know that the spirit is the soul."

"If the wear and tear is excessive, it will definitely affect your cultivation. You can't follow your master's old path."

Keen Fengming immediately grasped the key words: "Can't... follow Master's old path?"

So, the master has hurt his soul before?
Master, what earth-shattering things did he do before?

Master is an old man who is mysterious and secretive every day, and his mouth is also very tight.

The other elders would more or less show off what great things they had done before, but he didn't at all.

Occasionally, I will give you a sentence: "As a teacher, I have been extremely cautious in my life, and I have never done anything dangerous. Remember, it is meaningless to be brave in this prehistoric age. It takes a long time to win."

Our master is indeed a person with a story, and we will find a way to find out in the future, um, pure curiosity!

"However, Uncle Lu Wan'er seems to have misunderstood. The reason why I am so weak is purely because of the red envelope."

Forget it, this should be a wonderful misunderstanding, I'd better not explain it.

Uncle Lu Wan had already waved lightly.

A small jasper colored vial floated in front of him.

"This is a furnace of Changchun elixir, which was refined by the head teacher himself, so you can take it."

"However, this elixir is a human elixir, so you can't take it directly. You only need to smell the fragrance of the medicine to quickly recover your spirit."

She had already started to take off, but she still said: "Remember, although it is important to refine the Lingbao, you can't hurt your soul."

After finishing speaking, Master Lu Wan'er had drifted away.

"Fengming, you have a pure and kind heart. For the sake of refining, you actually damaged your mental power and almost hurt your foundation. We will tell the senior brother about this matter. By the way, there is also senior brother Wan Wan. This is also a favor." noodle."

(Contemporary head teacher is one of the disciples of the patriarch, Changchun sect is a small sect, and the inheritance has not been long)
……

……

……

Feng Ming was holding a small medicine in his hand, and was in a daze.

As soon as you become a human being, you can fly into the sky and ride through the clouds and fog, which is really fascinating.

"Everyone in our Changchun Sect is from the generation of 'Hao'. Senior Brother Qingshuzi and Senior Brother Eight Hundred and the others, without saying a word, the precious money will be thrown directly in your face."

"Uncle Lu Wan'er didn't say anything else, and just threw the elixir at you!"

Changchun elixir, that is a true elixir of human immortality!
Its most important function is to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, it can also restore the injury, and it can also wake up the spirit...

In short, the magic is endless!
This, just give it to yourself?
Uncle, it's too embarrassing!
"Alright, with the help of the elixir, my efficiency in refining magical artifacts will definitely be greatly improved!"

Feng Ming didn't uncork the medicine bottle immediately, but immediately returned to the Artifact Refining Hall.

……

Uncle Qiu happened to be in the Artifact Refining Hall.

Seeing Fengming coming back, he enthusiastically waved: "Fengming is back, hehe."

"Uh, Uncle Qiu, what orders do you have?"

Uncle Qiu is a very kind elder, but as a human being, he has no pretensions towards himself.

At the same time, as the master of the Artifact Refining Hall, he usually takes good care of himself.

Never use poisonous chicken soup or the like to make PUA disciples work overtime.

Uncle Qiu smiled and said, "I didn't tell you anything, I just wanted to tell you that I have asked someone to prepare your own exclusive hall for you. If you like it, you can think of a name and tell me."

Feng Ming was taken aback!
Exclusive branch hall?

My own branch of the Artifact Refining Hall!
The Lord of Qiu Qiu continued: "In addition, many materials used in the refining, such as the stove, the kindling of the spiritual fire, and other miscellaneous things, have already been moved in for you."

"Spiritual Food, Immortal Spring, etc., I have also told the food hall, and I will send you a copy every day."

After practicing the second level, one has already bigu.

But in fact, most monks will still eat, because the best food can better provide the power of the fairy, nourish their own mana, and the effect can refer to the elixir.

In other words, although eating is no longer a rigid need, it is also very necessary.

In Journey to the West, the gods are not all drinking the fine nectar and jade liquid, holding flat peaches, and stuffing their mouths with dragon livers and phoenix guts.

Feng Ming respectfully thanked: "Thank you, Hall Master, but why does the Hall Master treat Feng Ming so favorably?"

Because we are related households?
No way, how could my master do such a thing?
Qiu smiled and said: "On the one hand, you have already entered the third realm, and you are one of the outstanding reserve talents in my Changchun Palace, so you deserve this treatment. Came to say hello in person."

"Okay, go and familiarize yourself with the environment, go ahead, I still have something to do."

……

Sitting alone in his own branch hall, Feng Ming was in a good mood.

He first took out the elixir given by his uncle Lu Wan'er, and slightly loosened the cork of the bottle to let out a stream of fairy spirit.

sniff...

smell good!
The spirit returned a lot immediately!
After the red envelope was sent, the spirit was drained, and Yinshen had automatically returned to his body to recharge.

And now that he has recovered...

"Yin God, go back to work, let's go!"

The pleasant on-hook practice mode begins.

Yinshen just entered the chat space and immediately noticed:

"Huh? The senior scammer actually replied to the message again?"

(End of this chapter)