"This ......" Ling Yan's face changed, and he hurriedly asked, "Then how to fix it?" ”

Long Ziyue gently condensed her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I can refine a pill for him to repair his soul body, as long as the level of the pill is not low, the medicinal materials needed still need to be prepared by the patriarch."

"This is nature," Ling Yan said busily

Long Ziyue nodded, took out a pen and paper from the bracelet, and was about to find a place to pave the mat, when she saw Phantom Night stepped forward slightly, and her solid body stood towards her, "Yue will write in the arms of the deity."

Long Ziyue's ears turned red, and after looking around, she really didn't find a suitable place, so she had to bite her lip and slowly approach Phantom Night, and whispered a warning: "You, you are not allowed to move"

Phantom Night responded with a smile, Long Ziyue lifted the pen and paper, and wrote on Phantom Night's chest, Phantom Night lowered her eyes, staring at the person with a serious look in front of her, and a gentle light crossed her eyes.

Smiling slightly, Phantom Night lowered his head and dropped a kiss in the other person's ear.

"Knock"

With a slight jump in my heart, the neat ink paper quietly blurred the ink stains.

The flush quickly flew through his ears, dyeing his fair jade face red, Long Ziyue gritted her teeth, quickly finished writing the prescription, and then glared at the phantom night with a smile in her phoenix eyes, and handed the list to Ling Yan.

Ling Yan coughed lightly, pretending not to see the beautiful light kiss, his eyes swept over the prescription, and he just frowned and handed the list to Ling Yun, "Go and prepare"

Looking at Ling Yan's reaction, Long Ziyue raised her eyebrows slightly, she was worthy of being a hermit clan of the Emperor Sect, and such a hard-to-find medicinal material could also be complete, it seemed that it was indeed rich in heritage.

"Lingyun has already gone to prepare medicinal herbs, what else does Miss Ling Yue need?"

"I still need a Danfang"

"It's easy to say, the alchemy room of the hermit clan is for the girl to use"

"Okay, then the patriarch will move the little boy to the bedroom, and when I finish refining the elixir, I can take the Bixin Qingling Fruit for him to come back to life."

"Okay" Ling Yan nodded in surprise, picked up Ling Yi and left the secret room.

The group returned to the pavilion, coinciding with the return of Lingyun.

"Miss Ling Yue, you can only find two medicinal materials in the clan, if it is not enough, ......"

"No, one is enough" Raising her lips and smiling lightly, Long Ziyue took the storage bracelet in Lingyun's hand, bowed slightly to the other party, and then turned around and walked towards the alchemy room.

The sky was dyed golden red, and before I knew it, it was dusk.

In the Hidden Spirit Pavilion, Ling Yan raised his eyes to look at the sky, and then at the young man on the couch, his eyebrows tightened slightly, Ling Yue girl had been in the Dan room for five hours, and she didn't know what the situation was.

Just as Ling Yan was thinking about whether to let Ling Yun send another medicinal herb, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the calm sky, and after the thunder, there were rolling dark clouds.

Seeing such a movement, Lingyun's face changed slightly, "This, this is the Thunder Tribulation?" ”

Phantom Night shook his head slightly, looked at the sky and said lightly: "Although there is this potential, it is not enough to lead to the thunder tribulation."

At the same time, all parties of the hidden clan have appeared.

"Is this a thunderstorm? Could it be that someone is refining the Emperor Pill? ”

"Gathering clouds without thunder, presumably not the emperor, I'm afraid it's a half-emperor product"

"The hidden clan did not send disciples in this pharmacist competition, presumably it is not the people of the hidden clan who make alchemy, and I don't know who has such ability."

"Hey, if you want me to say, there are no more than two people who can refine this pill, one is Ling Yue of the Medicine Master League, and the other is Hua Feiyu of the Flower Sect, but who still sees Cheng Dan"

“……”

Yunling Pavilion, the disciples of the Flower Sect stood in the courtyard with heavy eyes.

"Hmph, it's just that it can refine the Emperor Pill, is it necessary to show off like this?" Glancing at the dark sky, Hua Yingying pursed her lips and said disdainfully.