"Then let's do it, sell the excess pills for Qi training and foundation building, Jin Dan and Yuanying and the precious pills left, there is just the reason for this Qianying Club, whoever asks will answer that the Yuanying Sword Cultivators made up money to book with Lujia Villa early, specially prepared for the Jindan Sword Cultivators who will climb the list of Qianying Society, who will not boast that our Yuanying Sword Cultivators have foresight?" After eating his large bowl of noodle soup, Simer walked over with an empty bowl.

"Hey~ That's a good reason!" Lu Xiaoman was the first to agree.

He Feng didn't want to nod directly.

Mu Yan Zhenjun and Feiyang Zhenjun smiled, looking at the three children with flying eyebrows, their hearts were full of emotion.

"When we complete this business with Yejiaxiang and establish a deeper friendship, when Senior Sister Ning Qing wakes up, the medicine for her follow-up injury may have to fall on the powerful resources of Yejiaxiang." Lu Xiaoman really thought far.

"Yes, after Ning Qing wakes up, there will be a long time for her to recuperate and rebuild, and the medicine given by Xiao Man is life-saving, not this follow-up recuperation."

"By the way, Shizun remembered to tell Uncle Qingwen that sword cultivation and injuries all depend on lying is ridiculed by others, we can't take it seriously, the medicine should be used, don't save it, people matter, the medicine is still there, I'm not poor enough to do that, I can't see that shabby look." Lu Xiaoman pinched the spoon and knocked on the bowl, warning solemnly.

"Okay, I'll tell you Uncle Qingwen."

Lu Xiaoman put down the spoon, took out a notebook and a soft-tipped pen, and made a memo seriously after turning a few pages.

"Senior Ancestor, what is the process of Senior Sister Ning Qing's breaking pill? Can you elaborate on that? Where exactly is the danger? Lu Xiaoman turned the book to a new page, and looked at Feiyang Zhenjun with an expression of taking notes seriously.

"The danger lies in the interval between re-inducing qi into the body after the broken pill is dispersed, a female cultivator of one hundred and sixty or seventy years old, she will age quickly after breaking the pill, use all your imagination to imagine what a hundred-year-old man looks like, Ning Qing's image at that time will only be more ugly."

"Rickets? Undersized? Age spots? Restricted behavior? Dotard? The common performance of the elderly will be on her? ”

Feiyang Zhenjun nodded slightly, "It's this old fool, the more stable her sea of consciousness is, the stronger her divine sense, the longer the time for her mind to remain awake after retreating to the mortal body, she has enough time to breathe and breathe in and induce qi into the body, only when she successfully enters the first layer of qi cultivation can she breathe a sigh of relief, and then it depends on what level she can rush to in one go." Looking optimistically, Ning Qing is Jindan recultivation after all, she doesn't have to worry about her experience and state of mind, as long as she stays in a place with a strong aura and blindly rushes up, it is best to rush to the foundation in one go. ”

"After the shattered pill, the powerful spiritual power originally contained in the golden pill was dispersed into the wind?"

"yes, it's gone."

"I thought I could regather this scattered spiritual power and take it back into my body." Lu Xiaoman bowed his head and wrote.

"It would be nice if there was really such a formation, it didn't need to be too big, it was good to be small, it was only enough for one person to sit in it, Ning Qing shattered the Dan in the formation, and the spiritual power that was shattered and overflowing with the Jin Dan turned into aura and was gathered in the formation** She breathed and breathed again, and the success of her recultivation would definitely increase a few points." Feiyang Zhenjun gestured casually.

"Makes sense." Lu Xiaoman kept writing, and he couldn't take care of half a bowl of noodle soup on the table.

The four men looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise.

Is this a new inspiration?