Bai Muhe and Li Xiaojiang knew about the situation after the war, and when they saw He Miaomiao take out so many talismans at once, they knew that this was her last remnant, and they refused to accept anything.

They are all in the late stage of foundation building, and their strength has never been weak, and they also have the strength to fight when they meet the foundation building, and they have combat experience, so the crisis of this trip is not big.

The two of them each took five talismans as hole cards, which also made He Miaomiao feel at ease, and after putting it away, he hurriedly drove the flying magic weapon to a high place, waved his hand at the two below, and quickly disappeared over the camp.

After the two left, Bai Lian stopped He Miaomiao, who was about to enter the account, took out ten talismans and handed them over: "He Daoyou, take it, those fragmentary magic weapons in the storage bag, I will be cheeky and take advantage of it, accept it and melt it down." ”

"Where the master said, I took advantage of it. He Miaomiao heard him so polite, it was not easy to refuse. Where would she not know, in this situation, the magic weapon is not a good thing at all, Bai Lian said this just out of kindness, I am afraid that she will be embarrassed to accept it.

"You don't have to be polite, what I left is enough. Bai Lian said and hugged his fists, turned around and went back to the camp next door.

He Miaomiao replied gratefully, put away the talisman and opened the tent to enter, threw out the array flag, and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

From teleportation to Jinshan until now, she hasn't had time to catch her breath. The Great War had happened so quickly, and now it was in a place of peace, but it was like a dream, and it felt unreal.

After sitting on the cushion and reciting the "Yuan Shi Tao Sutra" silently for a long time, He Miaomiao broke away from the bloody pictures in his head, and gradually calmed down until his heart stopped like water.

There is a simple large-scale spirit gathering array set up by Wei Changle and Xu Qiuyang in the camp, although it is not as good as the one set up by the True Monarch of the Transformation God, but the aura is still much richer than that in the wilderness.

He Miaomiao is not in a hurry to recover quickly at this moment, so she saves the elixir and saves it for reuse in a critical situation. In a safe place, she had always been accustomed to absorbing aura and refining it slowly. One is to polish oneself well, and the other is to avoid the hidden dangers left by taking pills all year round.

Wisps of aura entered the body, circulating and flowing in the meridians, and bursts of warm currents overflowed from the finch pattern golden pill, driving the five elements of aura to respond to each other and grow rapidly.

The meridians that had been dry for a long time were finally nourished in full concentration, like a long drought and a rain, and the whole body was intoxicated with comfort. The light that swirled next to the golden pill emitted bursts of soul-nourishing breath, allowing the sea of divine soul consciousness to gradually return to normal in cultivation.

One day and one night passed, He Miaomiao woke up from her meditation, opened her eyes, and her spiritual power had recovered to its peak. She was not injured on the battlefield, but she was affected by the Yuan Ying Fighting Method when she was about to enter the enchantment, and in the twelve hours of repair, she was no longer in serious trouble.

She got up and put away the array plate and the green silkworm array flag, opened the camp tent and went out. The scorching sun outside is in the sky, and the sun shines through the formation, which is a little less**, and the sun makes people warm.

The camp was still quiet, and only occasionally through the formation, Cheng Dan's hum sounded. It was Lu Yanzi and a group of alchemists who rushed to refine the elixir non-stop, so that they could roughly supply the monks in the camp to consume.

He Miaomiao thought of Bai Muhe's mouthful that day, as if he needed to go where to register, indicating his identity as an alchemist, and then he would be able to avoid some big battles and stay in the camp to make pills.

She thought about it carefully, but in the end she didn't plan to go. From the Blood Moon Realm to the Canglan Realm, she has never taken the Alchemy Master Token, and if she wants to go to the name, she will inevitably waste time taking the token once.

In addition, she was not so willing to stay in the camp and wait, although it was risky to go to the battlefield, and the income was not rich, it was of great help to the monk's mood and strength.

She decided to stay in the camp in her spare time to do a lot of alchemy, and never fall behind when she should go on the field, so that she could not only help but not delay the experience.

He Miaomiao strolled through the gap in the tent, the rare calm made her feel far away, from the time the ground crack happened to the present, she has not had time to think about it, what does this matter represent, why does the ground crack happen?

Those demonic demon beasts seem to be endless, can they really be killed? Or is it possible that the Canglan Realm will perish?

She thought of the corpses on the battlefield, rivers of blood, fallen monks mixed with dead monsters, and cruel scenes everywhere she looked.

And this is just the battle between Jindan and the third-order demonic beasts, those primordial babies who shake mountains and rivers at every turn, and the gods who can move mountains and reclaim the sea with shaking their sleeves, once they are all put into the battlefield, what a miserable situation it will be!

Even the aftermath of the two Yuan Infant Fighting Methods could hurt a large number of Jindan Periods, and He Miaomiao couldn't think of what kind of scene it would be like if the Transformation God True Monarch did it.

"Miao Miao, you are well recovered. ”

Lu Yanzi's cold voice came from outside a camp tent behind, flat and intonal, sounding like she was stating, but He Miaomiao knew that she was caring about herself.

"Yes, it's recovered. She turned her head and hugged her fists, and made a peer salute, her attitude was still respectful, but she didn't know what to call it in her heart.

Lu Yanzi stepped forward and smiled faintly at her, with a face that was always frosty, like a lake of rejuvenation, and instantly had a beautiful vitality.

"How did you feel when you first came to the battlefield?"

He Miaomiao smiled bitterly, shook her head and sighed: "In the end, I am already numb." If you want to talk about the feeling, I am still a little embarrassed after I returned. ”

"I was the same at the time. Lu Yanzi has always disliked to participate in secular affairs, but now she can't help but take this earth-shattering event to heart, "I don't know when it will be...... So I hid and stayed in the camp for alchemy. ”

He Miaomiao knew that she was not joking, let alone ridiculing, Lu Yanzi had always said bluntly, saying that she was lazy, she must not want to go.

Besides, she has never liked killing, and alchemy can help more monks, in He Miaomiao's opinion, it is just that they have different choices.

"It's okay to stay, but the pill consumes a lot, and it is inevitable that you will be tired. ”

Lu Yanzi doesn't care much, she is indeed a little tired from continuous alchemy, but this is what she is better at, and it is quite easy to do. "I'm fine. But you, be careful when you go out, some monks are not in the battlefield. ”

He Miaomiao nodded, she had already discovered this when she returned, and she had already taken precautions against it.

The two stood in front of the tent and chatted for a while, Lu Yanzi felt that the tiredness dissipated a lot, so she said that she should go in and continue the alchemy. When she turned to enter the account, she suddenly turned around and smiled at He Miaomiao again.

"If you don't know what to call me, you might as well call me sister. After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for He Miaomiao to answer, she drilled back into the tent by herself, and started the formation to start a new round of refining.

He Miaomiao's heart warmed up, and she walked alone in the camp again, and the wisps of heat dispelled the confusion and darkness in her heart.