What's the use of trying to do it?

What the Poison Immortal said was too profound, and Qing Ling couldn't settle down to do in-depth research at this stall, she eagerly waited for the batch of poison avoidance pills in the hands of the Poison Immortal to be completed, and rushed to the Misty Forest with the pills herself.

"Little girl, calm down, this old man has the heart to guide you, and this opportunity should not be missed. Zibao reminded in the sea of clear spirit consciousness, and it seemed that the words of the poisonous immortal also made it see something.

Meditation, meditation......

Qing Ling couldn't bear to think about it, but his attention was attracted by the poisonous immortal's method of smashing medicinal herbs one by one.

Under the hammer, the true yuan was evenly spread, and a spirit that belonged to the poison immortal was also made at a corresponding frequency with his breathing with the movements in his hand.

Thinking that the poisonous immortal was refining medicinal materials while raising his head to talk to himself, when he originally needed to concentrate on doing things, he still had the energy to talk to himself, it seemed that his action of refining medicinal materials had become an instinct, and he had completed the things that needed to be specialized in others.

Is this the result of a lot of hard work?

Let the body remember, the body reacts on its own, and it really takes a lot of tempering to complete, just like when Qing Ling and her companions killed the Warcraft in the 100,000 Mountains two years ago, there was a period of time when her spirit was so sensitive that she had an indescribable spiritual sense of the Warcraft. Whether it was facing a sneak attack on a demonic beast hiding in the shadows, or a huge group of demonic beasts, there were a few times when she was in danger, she was able to avoid the crisis together.

But before that, there were countless demonic beasts that her subordinates had dealt with, and it seemed that she had cultivated an inexplicable spiritual sense at that time. The Poison Immortal said that his realm was too poor, perhaps because from the past to the present, the state of mind and fighting method of the Qing Spirit were almost the same.

All along, she has relied on the strength of others to solve the enemy, the hole cards under her hand constantly, the words of the poison immortal made her spirits, and she had an idea, in the past few years, she has been in trouble with herself, but there are not a few times that the real danger is not a few times, and almost every time because of 'luck', the trouble is solved.

If one day, luck does not befall you, and the other party is higher in cultivation and stronger than you, at that time, in the case of relying on yourself, your current realm and state of mind may be the reason for digging your own grave.

Thinking of this, Qing Ling suddenly understood the meaning of the poison immortal, although the genius of Tianzhong needs protection, but he must also go through extraordinary tests in the process of protection, and he is too relaxed in his own requirements, and he has always made the so-called 'experience' as he expected.

Within the 100,000 mountains, Qingling was chased and killed by foxes, could her potential be stimulated at that time?

Maybe there are some, but it's not enough.

"Please also ask the seniors to make it clear!" Qing Ling's face became serious, and his gaze at the poison immortal was also a little respectful and expectant.

The poison immortal smiled, "I've said everything I should say, I know that you girl is too stupid to figure it out, so you can follow my method and use all the spells you know a thousand times, ten thousand times, and then you will naturally know my intentions." ”

Qingling: "............"

How much time does that take? I have too many spells, right......

、——As he spoke, the poison immortal had already tempered the last bit of poisonous medicinal materials, put down the hammer in his hand, swept over a small pile of medicinal powder on the table with one eye, slapped the table with both hands, and the medicinal powder on the entire table was slapped up and flew into the air.

'——Condensation' commanded, and the medicinal powder in the air flew somewhat evenly, and the white, gray, red, yellow, and purple medicinal powders were mixed together, but they were fused with other colors of medicinal powders in the gathering, and they condensed round pills the size of soybeans.

'Wow~~~' The pills fell densely, and they fell on the table regularly, and none of them rolled to the ground. Again, it's such a rule!

Every moment the poison immortals make anti-poison pills, they seem to be fulfilling a rule, from crushing medicine, dispensing medicine, coagulation medicine, and making medicine. The poison immortals who have been immersed in poison production and pharmaceuticals for hundreds of years have long been grandmaster-level figures in this regard.

Speaking of alchemy and poison immortals, they are definitely not as good as Qingling, but in terms of drug production, Qingling can't catch up, and alchemy needs spiritual power to control the strength of its own strength, but medicine is all based on a smooth technique and rules, as well as that unremitting research mentality.

Speaking of which, her companion Tang Yan, her understanding of poison making is a little bit of fur compared to that of the poison immortals, but even so, in order to develop more powerful poisons, she has conducted experiments again and again, and it is not completely successful.

Could it be that what the Poison Immortals want to do on their own is to study their attitudes in the process of 'cultivation'? Or can they gain some insight from it?

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