Lu Xiaoman didn't care if she gave Le Lun the aura bottle before or after the meal, she watched Xi Mo and them come in.

"Little brother, has your ashram been arranged? Or go up next door to me? ”

"Senior Brother Le, can't you wait for the end of the meal? Today's good wine and good food will not taste good when it is cold. ”

Le Lun became more and more sure that it was a good thing, and his heart was even more scratching his heart.

"What the hell is a good thing, you let me take a look, and then I'll come back for dinner!"

"Senior Brother Le, with our personal experience today, I will tell you that once you see that thing, you don't return to the dinner table so quickly, you must ask the bottom line." He Feng and Chu Rui know Le Lun's temperament too well.

"It's not you two who provoked me!" Le Lun glared at him.

"Okay, then go to my ashram and take a look, and then come back for dinner."

Ximer put down the tray and beckoned everyone to go outside and go to the ashram next door.

The door of the ashram opened in the courtyard, so that the disciples could go to the ashram to meditate and rest after practicing in the courtyard, Ximer opened the door, and under the illumination of fluorescent stone in the room, Le Lun clearly saw a large metal bottle in the middle of the room, a pot of wild grass that grew amazingly, and two identical large metal bottles in the corner.

"Senior Brother Le, I've taken a look, do you want to go in and feel it?" Simer laughed encroachmently.

"When I walk in, won't I be able to eat even more?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll have to feel it."

Le Lun grinned and strode into the formation.

The four of them stood at the door, with their hands on their sleeves and expressions watching the play, enjoying Le Lun's big change of face with satisfaction.

Le Lun felt the abundant aura that squeezed his skin, pure and pure, without a trace of impurities, just like the description he had seen in old books.

In the end, Le Lun staggered out, his eyes were straight, and he was still a little sluggish under the huge stimulation.

"How did this happen?! Something to do with that big metal bottle?! ”

Lu Xiaoman took out three aura cylinders and a formation disk.

"Senior Brother Le, this is yours, when the aura runs out, take the empty bottle and replace it with me, don't be reluctant to use it, the most important thing is to be comfortable, how much you use in a month is the number I calculate the average monthly dosage."

"Reiki?!" Le Lun took the array plate with trembling hands, looked at this person's tall bottle, pointed his throat, and his voice was out of tune, "Monthly average?!" How many Reias is there?! ”

"As long as there is a continuous stream of waste spirit stones, the spiritual energy will be endless."

"The aura extracted from the waste spirit stone? That little bit of impurity aura actually works? ”

"A little adds up."

Le Lun grabbed Lu Xiaoman's hand violently, and looked at her with straight eyes.

"Let me confirm again, what do you mean that as long as you are given a steady stream of waste spirit stones, you will continue to take out this pure spiritual energy?"

"yes, endlessly."

"No matter what realm cultivators can use it?"

"That's right, so I'm going to calculate the average amount of cultivators in each realm, so that I can know the approximate total amount of our entire sword cultivation group in a month, and then ask the elders for the waste spirit stones."

Le Lun grinned stiffly, let go of Lu Xiaoman's hand and began to gasp for breath, as if he suddenly couldn't breathe.

"Senior Brother Le, what's wrong with you?" Simer hurriedly held Le Lun's shoulder.

"He's overbreathing, help him sit down!"

Lu Xiaoman shouted, and Xi Mo took the opportunity to sit on the ground with Le Lun, she squatted down and raised Le Lun's hands to cover his mouth and nose.

"Keep breathing, Senior Brother Le, it'll be fine in a while."

Under Lu Xiaoman's emergency treatment, Le Lun's breathing rhythm really eased, and when he raised his eyes to look at people, everyone saw that his eyes were red.

"Senior Brother Le, you don't matter, right? Is it uncomfortable? ”

Le Lun sniffed and shook his head.

"Xiao Man, your merits are immeasurable."

"Huh?"

"The elders will give you all the waste spirit stones, and the waste spirit stones of the entire sect will be given to you, as long as you can save our Feiyang True Monarch, you can set any conditions."

"What...... What do you mean? ”

Lu Xiaoman was overjoyed, and sure enough, Le Lun knew that his ancestor was seriously injured, and this stimulation could be regarded as saying it.