Time passed silently.

Rong Tian opened his eyes suddenly, and then spat out a mouthful of purple-red blood.

Calmly raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and Rong Tian coldly narrowed his bewitching and beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Rong Jing's poison had already been forced out with the second-level cultivation of the Qi cultivation period.

In the past three days, Rong Tian ...... No, it should be that Rong Yan has been staying in the room to cultivate, and finally broke through the first level of the qi training period to reach the second level, and then he began to recuperate his body, and the first thing to do is to force out the toxins in his body.

The five bottles of spiritual liquid she bought before had been used up, and the cultivation level of the second level of the Qi cultivation period was too low, as long as she reached the golden pill stage, she could open the mustard seed space with her and take out the spirit gathering grass and body quenching agent from it.

The quenching agent cannot reincarnate people, but it can wash the marrow and refine the soul.

And the Gathering Spirit Grass, as the name suggests, is a plant that can gather aura.

In the cultivation realm, the Gathering Spirit Grass was almost everywhere, but in this place, Rong Yan did not find any trace of the Gathering Spirit Grass.

"Xiao Lu, you said before that there are cultivators in this world?" Rong Yan sat on the bed, his long, slightly curly blonde hair scattered behind him, his little face, which was very pale a few days ago, had regained a little blood, his skin was as white as snow, and his long eyelashes cast a dark shadow in the light.

Xiao Lu shook the green leaves that were only the size of a baby's palm in a flower pot that Rong Yu had found for it not long ago, a broken corner: [Master, the cultivators here are not the same as the cultivators of that world before. ]

Rong Yan frowned: "What's the difference?" ”

Xiao Lu: [The cultivators here cultivate spiritual power and animal power, and although their lifespan is longer than that of humans, they can only live to two hundred and eighty years at most, and they cannot soar to become immortals. ]

Before Rong Yan could speak, Xiao Lu said again: [By the way, I heard that your fiancé can only live to be one hundred and twenty years old, although he is only twenty-three years old now. ]

Master, you seem to be a bit of an old cow eating tender grass~

Rong Yan, who lived for more than 300 years in his last life: "......"

Rong Yu asked faintly: "Little Green, am I old?" ”

The little green neck (branch) was cool: [No, no, master, you are only eighteen years old now, how can you be old?] ]

Rong Yan retracted his expressionless face and stared at Xiao Lu's gaze deeply, and was about to continue cultivating when a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Rong Yu motioned for Xiao Lu to open the door, Xiao Lu stretched out a long rattan and rolled around the doorknob, and pulled it slightly, only to hear a click, and the rattan swished back.

The people outside the door saw only a green shadow flash, and then the door opened.

She was stunned, what was that just now?

"Something?" Rong Yan looked at the female female standing at the door in a daze with a cold face.

Rong Yan came back to her senses and raised her eyes to look at the girl sitting cross-legged on the bed, her eyes were surprised: "Aren't you dying?" ”

Is this ruddy-complexed and delicate-looking female in front of her really the skinny and dying Rong Yan in her sister's mouth?

Rong Yan frowned, can this woman speak?

He asked again in a cold voice: "Something?" ”

Rong Yan was swept away by Rong Yan's cold gaze, and suddenly a little fear suddenly appeared in her heart, she snorted: "There is a banquet tonight, and my father asked me to bring you a set of clothes." ”

"What banquet?"

Rong Yan's tone was not fierce, but calm, but Rong Yan felt a hint of danger.

The female female has no ability to attack, but her six senses are very sharp, and at this time her sixth sense tells her: Rong Yan can't be provoked at this time.

"Celebration feast." Rong Yan couldn't help but lower her volume.

What is the achievement??

Rong Yan pondered in his heart, but his face was as calm as ever: "I know." ”