My host in fast time travel is a full-level boss

Chapter 58 Phoenix Bloodline ([-])
Luo Zhi: "It depends on the situation."

Here, whether to participate or not is a matter of one sentence. How can there be a saying that it depends on the situation?
The visitor choked, apparently not expecting Luo Zhi to answer like this.

"I'm going out in a few days, so I shouldn't go to the Zongmen Grand Competition."

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles caused by her disappearance, she deliberately added: "It will probably take some time."

The person who came: "Then I wish Feng Lord Luo a breakthrough in this trip."

It is not uncommon for a cultivator to practice in seclusion for hundreds of years in order to improve his cultivation.

Luo Zhi nodded, took the things and left. When she came back, she saw the snacks on the table, picked one up and stuffed it into her mouth.

I don't know what's going on recently, Luo Zhi's table is always served with snacks, from the mediocre taste at the beginning to the incomparable deliciousness later.

She squinted her eyes, it was delicious.

The cool wind blowing outside the hall, and the humidity with the unique smell of green grass in the morning, made people feel much better.

Luo Zhi sat down casually and finished eating a plate of dim sum before entering the inner hall.

Anyang was refining alchemy in the alchemy room, when he saw Luo Zhi coming in, he called out, "Master."

"Well, why didn't you go out to play?"

Luo Zhi was a little surprised.

The hero has been imprisoned for so long, if it were her, she would have been eager to go out and wander around.

"We've been out, there's nothing fun."

Luo Zhi felt pity instantly, it must be because the hero has been away from the outside world for too long, no one knows him anymore.

"Go out more often and meet new friends."

Anyang: "Well, good."

As soon as the hero's pill furnace rang, the refined pill was freshly released.

Before the male protagonist could do anything, Luo Zhi raised her hand, and a pill flew into her hand.

Smelling it, it is a broken gold pill, with a round shape and a restrained breath, which belongs to the top-grade pill.

The refinement of broken golden elixir is very difficult. Most of the time, the cultivation base of the refiner must be above the golden elixir stage. The male protagonist can refine such a elixir just after building the foundation, and his talent is not low.

A slight smile appeared on her face: "Yes, keep working hard."

Luo Zhi paused, and took out a box from the storage bag.

"This is the spirit-washing herb. There are three roots in total. After taking it, you can wash away the miscellaneous spirit roots. You can choose what you want to take."

Anyang hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

He said embarrassedly: "Master, I forgot to tell you that my spiritual root is already a single spiritual root." He was going to say it just now, but Luo Zhi would bring it up first.

As soon as Luo Zhi's mind was emptied, the plot of the original book came out. At this time, in the original plot, the male protagonist had indeed obtained the spiritual medicine.

After taking it, the miscellaneous spirit roots were successfully washed away, but because of a mistake in the process of washing the spirits, Anyang, who wanted to keep the fire spirit roots, left the water spirit roots by mistake.

But now the male lead can't go out at all, how did he get the spirit-washing grass? She remembered that the male lead successfully washed away the miscellaneous spirit roots in a very dangerous secret realm.

But Luo Zhi's advantage is that she doesn't like to be nosy, she put the box back: "That's fine."

"Master, can you help me take a look? I'm afraid there is something wrong with my soul washing process."

He smiled and reached out his hand.

This is not a big problem, Luo Zhiling penetrated into the hero's meridians and checked around.

The meridians were originally filled with his own spiritual power, so it wouldn't feel good to be penetrated by others, but Anyang had a natural expression, as if he didn't feel anything at all.

Luo Zhi withdrew her hand: "Yes, the spirit washing was very successful, and there are no other spiritual roots left."

Anyang was almost aware of his situation, but now he feels more at ease.

"Thank you Master."

Anyang pursed his lips, and mentioned something he had thought about a long time ago: "Master, I want to participate in the next alchemy competition."

This alchemy competition is organized by the sect and is open to all disciples under the age of 50 in the world of immortality. The prizes are huge.

Luo Zhi yawned. She had not slept for more than ten days in cultivation. She must get enough sleep next time. She said perfunctorily: "Well, come on."

Anyang noticed her sleepiness and came over to massage her shoulders: "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up after dinner."

Luo Zhi narrowed her eyes, the male protagonist's massage skills are really good.

She managed to get sleepy and closed her eyes after a while.

After she fell asleep, Anyang sighed, put down his hands, and went to prepare dinner.

This master is more like a child than him.

(End of this chapter)