Zhao Lei didn't delay much after seeing the people outside the door, he endured the pain, slowly walked to the door, held the token in his hand, waved his hand to the sky, and the invisible formation was cracked.

Zhao Lei pushed open the door, Wang Heng outside the door lowered his head, and could only see the corner of a white dress, and then he smelled a strong smell of medicine, but he didn't dare to look up at all, for fear of angering the immortal master.

He lowered his head, respectfully held up the food box in his hand, and said:

"Immortal Master, this is your spiritual food."

"Hmm."

Zhao Lei answered, then looked at it twice, then picked up the stone box from his hand and closed the door.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, he hurriedly retreated backwards, and after being far enough away, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then trotted out of here.

It was too terrifying for Wang Heng, he didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere just now, for fear that his life would be lost here, and he didn't even have a place to reason.

When other people mention coming and going to serve the immortals, they can do things in the Immortal Sect, and they only have envy in their eyes, where can they know the danger.

In the mundane, at least there is the imperial court, and if there is a murder case, it will be taken care of, and there are rules for killing people to pay for their lives and repaying debts.

But in the sect, it is different, these immortal cultivators have absolute power over life and death for them, ordinary servants.

If these miscellaneous servants did not step into the cultivation of immortals before the age of thirty, they would always be able to do humble miscellaneous labor, or take some silver taels and be expelled from the sect.

Although they belong to the lowest level in this, except for the fact that their lives are sometimes more or less guaranteed, in other aspects, they are much stronger than the outside.

At least you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you also have the opportunity to cultivate immortals, become immortals, and pursue immortality.

So even these opportunities for miscellaneous servants have to be won by competition, thinking about it, Wang Heng returned to the miscellaneous room with a foolish smile on his face, and repeated the work day after day, just to pursue the slim opportunity of cultivating immortals.

Zhao Lei carried the food box back to the room and put it on the table, this is a jujube red quaint food box, divided into two layers, after Zhao Lei opened the lid, there were three dishes on the top, two meat and one vegetable.

Zhao Lei couldn't tell what it was, but as soon as he opened the food box, a fragrance came to his face, and Zhao Lei's saliva poured out instantly, he didn't have eaten delicious food.

But this is the first time Zhao Lei saw it for the first time, and he was full of food, and he seemed to be a villain in his mind telling him to eat these things quickly.

Such a food with a full range of colors and flavors is not a loss of spiritual food eaten by immortal cultivators, and it is not at all comparable to the ordinary kind of grains.

They may not have the flamboyant cooking skills, but the ingredients already speak for themselves.

Zhao Lei took out the upper layer and put it on the table, and below it was the staple rice, which was also distinct and fragrant.

This simple few dishes, a bowl of rice, watching Zhao Lei's index finger move, he took a bite of rice, a mouthful of vegetables, and swept all these delicacies into his stomach.

Originally, Zhao Lei still felt that these meals were not enough to eat, but he didn't think that adding a bowl of rice to these simple meals would make him full.

Moreover, with Zhao Lei's serious injury and the exhausted body of the dantian, after eating this spiritual meal, he actually felt warm all over his body, and there was no sign of overdoing it, he was specially prepared for himself.

Zhao Lei now feels that he is as warm as soaking in a hot spring, and every inch of his body is enjoying this comfort.

But then came a kind of heart-piercing itch, Zhao Lei seemed to be able to see that the flesh and blood in his body were intertwined with each other, healing and growing.

It's a message of improvement, but it's an unbearable torture.

After three sticks of incense, this feeling gradually subsided, and Zhao Lei was sweating all over, even his clothes were soaked, and the whole person seemed to have just been drenched in the rain, and his whole body was wet.

Zhao Lei stood up again, he jumped on the spot, his body was much better than before, the pain was almost gone, just this simple meal saved Zhao Lei a lot of time to recuperate.

Of course, there is also a lot of Dan Yuanzi's credit, if it weren't for him saving Zhao Lei, who was already seriously injured and dying, coupled with the cultivation of those pills in his later period, Lingshan would not have achieved such a good effect all of a sudden, which was caused by many factors.

While there was still a little effect that did not disappear, Zhao Lei guided these medicinal powers, refining them, and preparing to reuse those acupuncture points.

Zhao Lei decided to restore the cultivation of the qi practitioner first.

Because these are all acupuncture points that Zhao Lei has already opened up, there is no need for a separate prescription, only need to refine the essence into mana, and then refill them.

When the last trace of medicinal power disappeared in Zhao Lei's body, he also refilled twenty acupuncture points, and somewhat had some self-preservation power.

However, there is still a long way to go to restore all the useful acupuncture points.

Zhao Lei used these mana powers, swam around the acupuncture points, and found that only eighty-six acupuncture points were still useful, but fortunately, most of them were still useful.

If they were all restored, combined with Zhao Lei's demon-like body, their strength should not be much worse than those elders of the Spirit Jade Sect.

Zhao Lei moved his body, it was slimy, and he was very uncomfortable.

Now that he has no mana in his dantian, it is far less convenient than before.

So Zhao Lei could only walk out of the door, ready to find a bathhouse, and then wash his body.

But Zhao Lei looked around in this courtyard and found that there was neither a kitchen nor a bathhouse, and there was not even a place for the reincarnation of grains.

It was only then that Zhao Lei remembered that this was originally the residence of Dan Yuanzi, an orthodox immortal cultivator like him who had been eating spiritual food and drinking morning dew and sunset.

So there is no such annoyance at all, and there is no such clutter to be discharged.

But Zhao Lei can't do it now, this time he has made a difficulty, and it seems that he can only dig the pit by himself.

As for going out, Zhao Lei is not familiar with this sect at all, and if he goes out rashly, it is not a good choice.

Even if you want to take a bath, you can only wait until the evening to clean up with the water from the water tank in the yard.

There is no way, Zhao Lei walked around the courtyard and returned to the room, if he wanted to go out, unless Dan Yuanzi took him, or at least restored part of his cultivation first.

As for the spirit grass in the medicine garden, Zhao Lei didn't know that Dan Yuanzi rejected him, but why did he leave the spirit grass here?

And he took a look at it, and basically it was recorded in the pharmacopoeia.

There are all kinds of effects, which can not only refine the Qi Gathering Pill, but also refine the Beauty Pill, but there is no kind of one that is full of essence and can restore qi and blood, so it cannot be used by Zhao Lei.

Seeing this, Zhao Lei couldn't help but feel distressed, the heavenly treasures he left behind in Pingyang City, just those, any one taken is more precious than these combined.