Someone always brushes my favorability

Paying a small price in exchange for a teacher with excellent poison skills seems to be a good deal.

So much so that now Ling Xiao stays peacefully in the illusion, taking medicinal baths, bloodletting, reading, studying poison techniques very regularly every day, and asking the old man in black for advice while taking medicinal baths when he has accumulated questions.

The idea of ​​leaving the phantom array was infinitely delayed by him.

For Ling Xiao, it won't be too late to leave the illusion after the old man in black has all the sheep's wool. Anyway, he already knew where the eye of the illusion was.

Ling Xiao curled his lips into a smile, and a hint of cunning flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

Beyond the illusion, in the depths of the Yifu.

Venerable Miaoqing's spiritual sense left in the sky has been paying attention to the performance of many monks in the illusion.

The illusion that every monk entered was the same scene, and was also bought back by the old man in black as a drug tester. However, almost all the monks were busy finding a way to escape from the illusion.

Only Ling Xiao's painting style in the illusion is so strange.

"..." The phantom floating in mid-air looked at the turmoil in other illusions, and then looked at the tranquility of the years in Lingxiao illusion. The contrast was so sharp that she couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

"This little guy named Ling Xiao is really interesting."

Xu Ying smiled slightly, and focused most of his attention on the illusion where Ling Xiao was.

The illusion, the medicine house in the valley.

The prepared medicinal materials are placed on the medicine shelf, and in the center, there is a quaint alchemy furnace.

The old man in black stood in front of the medicine case, with many fresh and untreated highly poisonous spiritual plants beside him.

The small sapphire bowl was placed on the corner of the medicine table, dark red blood slid from the wrist, and soon filled the bowl.

Ling Xiao picked up the gauze and bandaged his wrist a few times, then brought the bowl of poisonous blood to the old man in black.

The old man in black who was processing the medicinal materials heard Ling Xiao's voice, and without raising his head, he asked Ling Xiao to put the bowl of poisonous blood he put aside.

"Come here and help the old man process these medicinal materials."

Now, the old man in black is used to letting Ling Xiao help him.

Probably, there is no such a pair in the entire world of cultivators, a drug cultivator and a drug tester who get along in such a wonderful way.

But one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, which makes An Rurubuo's heart complicated.

If she had been able to seize the opportunity like Ling Xiao, would she have avoided many detours?

This thought only flashed in Xuying's mind, and then she put it aside. The so-called past can't be traced back, but now she has come out by herself, hasn't she?

Looking at Ling Xiao who was discussing poison with the old man in black in the illusion, Xu Ying couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

"Well……"

"Are we coming out of the illusion?"

In Miaoqing's Yifu, the gray mist dissipated without a trace in the air, and the monks lying everywhere woke up one after another. Their dazed faces obviously hadn't recovered yet.

When Ling Xiao woke up, he was surprised to find that he was no longer on the top of the cliff, but in a closed hall.

He looked warily at the phantom woman who appeared in front of him.

"who are you?"

The phantom girl smiled softly, "Come to my cave, and you still don't know who I am?"

"Senior is Venerable Miaoqing?" Ling Xiao was surprised.

"To be precise, I am a divine thought of Venerable Miaoqing. In the past, before ascending to the upper realm, I left a inheritance of poison art in the cave, and asked me to find a suitable inheritor."

The phantom woman looked at Ling Xiao with relief and said, "Son, you have passed my test, are you willing to accept this inheritance of poison art?"

When Ling Xiao heard the words, a glint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he knelt on one knee and cupped his hands and said, "The younger generation is naturally willing."

"Cultivate well, this blessed land is my gift to you." The phantom woman raised her finger with a smile, and a ball of white light gushed out, directly sinking into Ling Xiao's forehead.

A huge amount of information flooded my mind, and my head swelled. When Ling Xiao received all the inheritance and looked up again, Venerable Miaoqing's divine sense had completed her mission and dissipated in the world.

Ling Xiao cupped his hands and bowed deeply towards the place where she disappeared.

Then he found the space monument outside the main hall according to the map of Miaoqing's legacy that he had inherited in his mind.

Ling Xiao forced a drop of effort, and sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet according to the inherited formula for refining the cave, and began to refine this space.

[System, are the coordinates of the treasure hunt card correct?Why is there nothing here? 】

Outside the Palace of Inheritance, Meng Lan's figure suddenly appeared from the dense forest. She looked around and asked with a frown in her heart.

[Host, the skill cards sold by the system will not go wrong. ] The strategy system answered.

Looking at the ordinary cliffs and stone walls in front of her, and seeing the treasure hunting card standing still here, Meng Lan muttered, "Could it be that there is a formation here?"

Thinking about it this way, Meng Lan exchanged an array-breaking card with the system.

For the raiders, the missions in the world of cultivating immortals are very popular. After completing the missions, they collect all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures, and return to the raiders headquarters to trade with other raiders in need, which is another large amount of points.

The 1-point Treasure Hunting Card and the Formation Breaking Card are necessary expenses, but Meng Lan doesn't feel bad about it. The only thing she loves is the [-] points that can be exchanged for the Resurrection Card.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help scolding Ling Xiao secretly in her heart, especially when she saw that Ling Xiao's favorability was still shining at zero, Meng Lan's heart became even more congested.

[System, why do you think Ling Xiao is so difficult to deal with? 】Meng Lan moaned dissatisfiedly while activating the formation card to break the formation.

The strategy system is also rarely silent for a while, and it has never encountered a situation in which a skill got stuck on the task target twice in a row and failed.

[Host, don't be discouraged, it may be that you haven't found the right strategy yet. 】It can only comfort Meng Landao in this way.

In the formation, in the inheritance hall.

Ling Xiao had reached the critical juncture of refining the cave, and the space stele was emitting more and more dazzling light.

And the entire array outside the inheritance hall is being cracked layer by layer by the array-breaking card used by Meng Lan.

Seeing this, Tuanzi was anxious for a while, and could only secretly pray that his master Ling Xiao would complete the refining of the cave before the formation was cracked.

Time passed little by little, and the formation that had originally restrained the flashing of the spiritual light became more and more dimmer, and fine cracks continued to spread.

In the end, the Inheritance Temple Formation was cracked, and the Formation Breaking Card turned into light spots and dissipated in the air.

The cliffs disappeared out of thin air in Miaoqing Yifu, replaced by majestic palaces and pavilions.

Meng Lan's pretty face showed excitement, she tiptoed, and her figure swept straight towards the palace.

At the same time, all the Golden Core cultivators in Miaoqing's Yifu saw the palace that suddenly appeared.

There was ecstasy in everyone's eyes, whether it was the cultivators who were picking elixir or fighting fiercely with monsters, they all quickly pulled away, each showing their magical powers and galloping towards the palace on the top of the mountain.

Countless spiritual lights flashed across the sky, and Qi Qi came towards the inheritance hall. Seeing that he was about to surround Ling Xiao, he found his trace. At the moment when thousands of troops were launched, Ling Xiao finally succeeded in refining the space stone tablet.

In the dazzling light, the spatial stele kept shrinking, and finally turned into a translucent jade bead that slipped into Ling Xiao's dantian.

A close connection appeared in his heart, and all the scenes in Miaoqing Yifu were reflected in his mind.

Ling Xiao saw that Meng Lan was digging up all kinds of precious elixir in the medicine garden, and countless monks were rushing here.

Miaoqing's Yifu has now been refined by him, and it belongs to his private paradise. Ling Xiao naturally doesn't want these monks to get involved.

With a thought, he closed the cave.

Immediately, all the monks in Miaoqing's Yifu became dizzy, plopped like dumplings, and were thrown out of the stone gate with a dazed and bewildered expression.

In the depths of the Qingmang Mountains, the Nascent Soul Masters who were unable to enter the Miaoqing Yifu only heard a rumbling sound, and the ancient stone gate in midair disappeared into the Qingmang Mountains.

"what happened?"

"Why is Miaoqing's Yifu suddenly closed?"

"Could it be that someone got the inheritance?"

"........."

Many Golden Core cultivators secretly looked at each other, wanting to see which one was the lucky one who missed it.

It's just that everyone has a dazed and confused expression, and Ling Xiao stands among the many Jindan monks, and also follows the trend with a puzzled expression.

Among these monks, Meng Lan, who was full of joy because he had dug up many natural and earthly treasures, was particularly eye-catching.

"It's you, isn't it? You got the inheritance of Venerable Miao Qing?" A sharp-eyed golden core casual cultivator saw the remaining joy on Meng Lan's face, and immediately jumped out to question, his eyes full of greed.

The eyes of other monks fell on her instantly, Meng Lan couldn't help but took a step back in fright, and subconsciously argued, "I didn't get the inheritance of Venerable Miaoqing."

But she didn't know that her actions fell into the eyes of all the monks as a guilty conscience, and no monk believed Meng Lan's excuse.

Venerable Miaoqing's inheritance is so attractive that few monks can resist its temptation. In addition to inheritance, there are also those rare treasures, spiritual artifacts, and medicines in the palace. Alluring monks.

Faced with the malicious gazes of so many monks, Meng Lan couldn't explain it to a hundred people. God knows that she didn't even see the shadow of Venerable Miaoqing's inheritance. How could she be held in such a big black pot?

"Tuanzi, Meng Lan is really a good person." Outside the group of monks, Ling Xiao saw that the firepower of all the monks had been attracted by Meng Lan. He lowered his head and squeezed the dumpling happily, and sighed gloatingly.

"whee……"

Tuanzi was in Ling Xiao's arms, looking at Meng Lan's indistinct expression, blinking Mung Dou's small eyes, covering his mouth and laughing sullenly.