There were two reasons why Qin Yuan prevented He Xian'er from leaving.

One: I don't have the ability to take care of myself.

Two: He Xian'er is injured, and she is afraid that she will be in danger.

After being beaten up by Fat.

Qin Yuan squatted aggrievedly to the side.

He Xian'er stood beside him and reprimanded: "You kid, what is wrong with learning, learn to steal clothes." ”

He didn't refute, and listened carefully to He Xian'er's reprimand.

On this day:

He Xian'er took Qin Yuan to a city not far from the ruins.

Although this is a place of demons, it is much more stable than some of the places of righteousness.

The city has a large number of monks every day.

They trade and buy and sell here.

Today, it is a market held once a month.

Demon monks who are active around the entire ruins (equivalent to an area).

They all gather here, and there are stalls, trades, and trading news.

After He Xian'er disguised herself for a while, she pulled Qin Yuan and asked around:

"There is no basic fundamental law."

"There is no medicine above the ninth grade to heal the wounds."

"An elixir that nourishes the spiritual root?"

These demon monks shook their heads when they heard this, and they all looked at He Xian'er in surprise.

Basic Fundamental Law?

That thing is an extremely precious existence in the upper realm, and it is almost impossible to see it in the lower realm.

Most of the monks had never heard of it at all.

Again:

Even if there were, almost no one wanted to sell.

He Xian'er sighed.

At that time:

They passed by a stall selling fragments of magic weapons.

The stall owner was an old man with a one-eyed broken foot.

It looks very treacherous.

The stall owner looked at the two of them and said ill-willedly:

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested in taking a look, the things I have here are all excavated by the ancient battlefields of the Mythical Dynasty and the Eternal Holy Land."

"You also know that the Eternal Holy Land likes to hide their things in magic weapons."

"If you buy a fragment, maybe you'll be lucky, and maybe you'll get the mystical method of the Eternal Holy Land."

Wenyan:

Qin Yuan's body was shocked.

Mythical dynasty?

Eternal Holy Land ?

Basic Law?

Now:

The corners of Qin Yuan's mouth raised slightly: "I can use this opportunity to inform He Xian'er!" ”

Immediately, he casually pointed to one of the pieces of iron.

The iron plate, two palm-sized, was engraved with mysterious lines.

Subsequently:

Qin Yuan pretended to select a few fragments again, and after selection, he finally chose the fragments he took at the beginning.

"Mother, I want this."

He Xian'er shook softly and said: "It's all a lie, let's go eat delicious." ”

Seeing this, the stall owner immediately picked up the iron piece and said to He Xian'er:

"Fellow Daoist, your child likes it very much, and it's not expensive, just a fiat currency."

He Xian'er frowned.

This world is a world where all people can cultivate.

Currencies are divided into: gold coins and fiat currencies.

Gold coins are the most popular currency, and are generally used for low-ranking monks.

Fiat currency is condensed by monks with mana.

"That's it."

Fortunately, He Xian'er is a person from the upper realm, cultivating the basic method.

Soon she condensed two fiat coins.

"This thing is scrap metal, you think I don't know?"

"My son likes the news that I recognize, but I need a potion."

The stall owner took the fiat currency and said with a grin:

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, this map records all the surrounding elixir collection locations."

He Xian'er smiled lightly, picked up Qin Yuan, and turned to leave.

"Fellow Daoist will come next time."

After the lotus fairy leaves.

The stall owner danced with his hands.

"Hahaha, I've made a lot of money, a piece of torn paper and a piece of iron turned two fiat coins!"

......

Night falls.

They returned to their shelter.

looked at He Xian'er's face that turned a little pale again.

Qin Yuan was very uncomfortable.

What he can be sure of is that He Xian'er is sincere to him.

At night:

Qin Yuan fell asleep holding the iron piece.

He Xian'er didn't say anything.

Just sighed and smiled.

"A little child can see anything, do whatever you want."

Midnight:

Qin Yuan began his performance.

"Mother, my head hurts."

Wenyan:

He Xian'er's face changed suddenly.

Could it be that the old wound has recurred?

She immediately began to lose mana for Qin Yuan.

Long:

Qin Yuan saw that He Xian'er had reached the limit before he stopped acting.

"Mother, my head doesn't hurt anymore."

"Mother, your face ......"

He Xian'er smiled:

"Yuan'er is good, my mother is fine, you can rest well."

Qin Yuan looked at He Xian'er's back, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Don't let me take the chance, or I'll make your kid pay!"

He was determined that he had to make the bad man pay.

Then:

She began to meditate and heal.

The next morning.

Qin Yuan looked at He Xian'er, who was breathing.

He smiled cutely.

He Xian'er stopped spitting, hugged Qin Yuan and said gently: "My little Yuan'er, have you gained anything?" ”

Of course, she knew that Qin Yuan would not realize anything, but she just asked casually to make Qin Yuan happy.

However:

The next second.

Qin Yuan suddenly said: "Mother, after my head hurt last night, I suddenly had something more in my head. ”

looked at Qin Yuan's innocent expression.

He Xian'er was startled.

She cast an immortal spell and cut out the sound.

"Yuan'er, what's more?"

Qin Yuan swallowed and said, "It seems to be called some kind of mysticism." ”

Chirp!

He Xian'er hugged Qin Yuan and kissed it.

She knows Qin Yuan, you won't lie.

In other words, there is really a mystic method in this piece of iron.

After Qin Yuan's flickering, He Xian'er dispelled Qin Yuan's doubts about being taken away.

In this way, He Xian'er cultivated the Xuanfa.

A few times after the ministers:

He Xian'er successfully got started.

At this point:

The sun has risen.

On this day:

He Xian'er was very excited.

Hunted more than a dozen sand crabs and had a big meal.

Qin Yuan was directly stunned.

He was enough to choke on one end, and He Xian'er was wiped out.

This night:

He Xian'er did not sleep.

She looked up at the night sky.

He muttered in his mouth: "Qin Lang, our fate is very good, wait for me to go back ......"

Following:

The first rays of sunlight hit the room.

He Xian'er, who had been cultivating the Xuanfa, devoured a wisp of light blue aura that was invisible to the naked eye at this moment.

At that time:

A blue aura permeated her.

The injuries in the body began to heal rapidly.

What surprised her even more was:

Originally, her cultivation continued, but it actually resonated with the Xuanfa.

Just a breath of Xuan Qi, He Xian'er felt that the mana in her body was a lot purer.

"This mystic method is worthy of being a treasure of the Immortal Gate."

"It's not something that we immortals can compare."

"No wonder everyone wants to enter the Holy Land."

Suddenly:

Qin Yuan, who was playing on the side, was picked up by He Xian'er and kissed him again.

"My son is such a lucky star!"

Qin Yuan smiled.

This woman said that it was impossible to see each other after the end.

But:

She was in one of these simulations.

The only one, the one who desperately gave birth to him.

So:

Qin Yuan didn't want to see He Xian'er hurt in the slightest.

Qin Yuan continued to play.

As for He Xian'er, it is crazy healing.

"It seems that my mother's recovery is just around the corner."

......