The system asked me to save people, and he agreed with his life

Yan Jin and Xi didn't even give him a vague answer.

He said very sincerely: "Because now I live in Wenjian City, and the Lord who is closest to me is you."

He was so sincere that Master Qingzhu was amused, and he became more and more convinced that Yan Jinxi was the daring little kid from a talented family who came out to have fun.

He was not angry and asked: "If I want to get it, what do I have to pay?"

He gave Yan Jinxi another cup of tea and motioned for her to drink it as she pleased.

The spiritual tea collected by a Venerable Tribulation Master only tastes slightly better to him and has no other uses.

For low-level monks, it is also a rare opportunity.

The banquet was not polite to him in the past and present. He took his mouth again like a cow chewing peonies, and Venerable Qingzhu added a third cup.

"You don't have to give anything outside, just a little, you have to let me know that you are worthy of it."

Venerable Qingzhu was a little surprised when he saw that she drank three cups without any discomfort at all, and asked: "Can I still drink the fourth cup?"

"It's okay to drink a pot."

Venerable Qingzhu laughed, simply pushed the pot towards her, and then responded to the previous question: "How to verify whether it is worthy?"

"Search for souls."

Venerable Qingzhu's expression finally changed.

"This is a forbidden technique!"

"In your hands, it is, but in my hands, it is not." Yan Jinxi was drinking tea while refining the spiritual power for his own use. "The reason why it is listed as a forbidden technique is that the soul searcher will either die or be disabled. And the soul. But if it only makes people feel like they are looking back on their lives without any damage, then is the soul-searching technique still considered a forbidden technique?"

Venerable Qingzhu looked at her intently for a while.

He finally got a little serious: "If what my little friend said is true, I might as well give it a try."

"The person whose soul is being searched will be unaware. Fellow Taoist, aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to kill you?"

Venerable Qingzhu sighed sadly: "There are only a few years to live, and it doesn't matter how many years earlier or later. I have lived a free and easy life, and it won't matter if I continue to be willful at the end of my journey."

I didn't take it seriously before, it was due to stereotypes. Inviting people to sit across from each other and drinking tea has been lonely for a long time. It is rare to see a little child with low cultivation who is not at all respectful or afraid, but still talks to a Taoist friend, which is quite interesting.

We exchanged some words with each other before the monk's intuition took over. This was the only chance that would never come back again!

Venerable Qingzhu had to admit that after being in seclusion for too long, many of his senses had gradually aged and become less sharp, except for the cultivation that had not yet dissipated.

"Do you mind if I place my hand on your Taoist friend Tianling?"

Venerable Qingzhu apologized: "My friend, please wait a moment."

There is no conflict between trusting your intuition and explaining your aftermath.

Shao Yuan, the old man next door, passed away. He was the only one left in the Duanyue Sect to survive the calamity. If he also disappeared quietly, one could imagine what would happen to the Duanyue Sect.

Venerable Qingzhu did not inform Yan Jin and Xi of his existence, thinking that if he failed, he would not blame the other party. As the Venerable Tribulation Tribulation Venerable, he was not willing and the other party could not force him.

There is no need to push her in front of others and cause unnecessary resentment and hatred.

"My little friend, let's start."

Yan Jinxi's soul-searching technique was very overbearing. No matter what his cultivation level was, once the soul-searching technique was used, the person who could not bear it could not help but stop it.

Venerable Qingzhu has lived for too long, and the memories he thought he had forgotten are unfolding one by one under the influence of the soul-searching technique.

I don't know how long it took before Venerable Qingzhu returned to his dazed consciousness.

The banquet in front of them was still drinking tea, and the teapot mixed with mustard seed stone kept the tea from bottoming out and pouring it out.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, you passed the test."

Venerable Qingzhu was surprised by her soul-searching skills. He wanted to ask, but was afraid that it was someone else's secret skill. He held it in for a while and then asked: "Can I have another drink?"

"This is Taoist friends' tea."

After the banquet, I pushed the teapot back.

She was very satisfied when she saw Lord Qingzhu. He was the kind of person who was good in all aspects, but was just a little short of luck.

The cultivation level at the peak of overcoming the tribulation can be said to be the best in the world, just one step away from ascending.

For him, this step was like a mortal facing a natural chasm, difficult to cross.

Isn’t cultivating Master Qingzhu better than cultivating Xiao Yilanxiang?

One of them has little luck, one has enough luck, and the others are just average, not to mention her cultivation level. With her poor qualifications, she is about to be promoted to Jindan, and Xiao Yilan is still in the middle stage of foundation building.

"If you want to ascend, fellow Taoist, you must first resolve your physical condition." Yan Jinxi got a little tired from drinking tea and stood up, "Wait a few days until your body returns to its peak, and then you can try to ascend."

It’s not that you can definitely ascend if you try to eliminate the disease and try to ascend.

Venerable Qingzhu knew, and he also knew the past and present of the banquet, but one didn't ask, and the other didn't reveal his plans.

-·-

Yan Jinxi asked Venerable Qingzhu to wait for a few days because she needed to refine the elixir that could get rid of his serious illness.

There are many natural and earthly treasures in the Mustard Seed Stone, so she doesn't need to run around to find the necessary spiritual herbs. She only needs to guard the alchemy furnace.

With his own talent bonus, a furnace of elixirs was successfully refined before dawn.

Xie Chenyuan was awakened by the thunder.

In a daze, he felt like he was back to the day when the thunder fell straight down and the fairy took it for him.

"Fairy!" His heart was beating wildly, and he stumbled out of bed with misty eyes.

Seeing that he was about to fall down, Yan Jinxi, who was waiting for the elixir in the furnace to undergo the transformation of the thunder tribulation, was distracted and wrapped him in spiritual power and brought him to his side.

"Having a nightmare?"

Xie Chenyuan wrapped his arms around her waist and groped her body unconsciously, as if he wanted to transfer the thunder that fell on her to himself.

"It's so early in the morning, what are you touching?"

Yan Jinxi held down his rebellious hand, and just as another lightning struck the alchemy furnace, Xie Chenyuan finally woke up from the half-dream that was shocked by the thunder.

The thunder was not loud, not as powerful as last time, and it fell simply and briefly.

Xie Chenyuan looked over and finally realized that he seemed to have made a fool of himself in front of the fairy!

While I was annoyed that I had made a fool of myself, I was also worried about where I had the courage to do to a fairy...

open?

No, if a dog has the courage to pick it up, he won’t let go.

He and the fairy were not only intertwined by fate, but now they also had a red rope.

Xie Chenyuan tightened his arms and said nonchalantly: "Can alchemy also cause thunder disaster?"

"Ordinary elixirs can't. The level of this furnace is close to the immortal level. The power of thunder can make its medicinal power more refined."

I just don’t know how many can be left.

As long as you get two, you will make money.

After the nine thunderbolts fell, Yan Jinxi used his spiritual power to circle the sky above the alchemy furnace. As soon as the lid was opened, five or six elixirs flew in all directions.

It's a pity that he couldn't break through the spiritual barrier no matter what, and was put into the big belly bottle one by one by Yan Jinxi.

"Make a fortune!"

There are six quasi-immortal elixirs, which are still healing.

The flesh and bones of the living dead cannot do it. If limbs are severed, meridians are severed, and spiritual roots are destroyed, it only takes one to return to the top.