After a few more days, Qin Xiaotian's injury showed no signs of improvement, his expression was stiff without a trace of a smile, and he sat alone at every turn, not talking to anyone, looking completely disheartened. At his age, it may be a photographable depression. Once it breaks out, it is the six relatives who do not recognize it, which is very terrifying and weird.

Qiu'er didn't understand, it seemed that there were good signs yesterday, but when he woke up, he completely changed again. This had to make her puzzling and sad, with his background experience, there was nothing that could beat a young man full of vitality. On the long road of cultivating immortals, he has always been so strong and persistent, as if in front of him, there is no hurdle that he can't pass, even if it is the tiger's den in Longtan, his face will not change, calm and calm, and walk calmly and lonely on this tortuous road of cultivating immortals.

Never shake the obsession in his heart, go all the way, invincible, but here, Qin Xiaotian stopped abruptly, I don't know what kind of knot is hidden in his heart. Once, the delicate and gentle Qiu'er had a sense of cuteness for him. For this feeling, Qiu'er's heart has begun to take root, just to grow fruitful, which is also a perfect ending, and it is also a kind of good wish and sustenance in Qiu'er's budding heart. But at this time, his lonely expression and suffocating silence made Qiu'er's heart ache, and her heart was almost as uncomfortable as a knife.

And he himself, who considered himself a flawless, handsome teenager, had no injuries and no pain. At first, it was just spurting blood, depressed and unenergetic, and looking listless. These can't stop him from cultivating immortals and becoming enlightened at all.

Qiu'er saw it in her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel anxious in her heart, and a sense of anxiety made her fidget. So much so that even the boy stood in front of her respectfully with a snack. The boy raised his voice and said, "Senior sister, it's time for a snack." She woke up suddenly, and forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, "You put it on the table first, I don't have an appetite yet." It is true that Qiu'er has no appetite for Qin Xiaotian's loneliness and silence, but whether all this is worth it, worth paying for him, and even paying at all costs, she is still at a loss and thinking.

If you want to eliminate Qin Xiaotian's mental obstacle, where to start, Qiu'er is very clear, but her eyes are very vague, and the vague name of the elixir suddenly flashed in her heart, and then her mind was finally clear, and she clearly remembered that it was the Divine Soul Pill Elixir.

This Divine Soul Pill Immortal Pill is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it belongs to the rare class of pills. Even if she was a disciple of the Fifth Rank True Qi of the Bathing Sect, she might not succeed in cultivating for ten or eight years, and with her cultivation at this time, she would not be able to reach this realm at all.

Qiu'er walked out of the Changsheng Cave with difficulty, and the sky outside was still the same as yesterday, and it was already a sunny day. She felt that this world was still the same as before, she was still Qiu'er in the Immortal Cave, and she was once the most proud disciple of the Bathing Sect. It has been a long, long time since she came to this world, and she was a peach blossom five hundred years ago. Her nature is to be charming and likable, but her state of mind at this time has made Qin Xiaotian's silence and speechlessness almost wither.

The silence of the surroundings, the silence of the sun, in this open space full of heat and temperature. Ignoring the scorching heat of the sun, she knelt on the ground with a grunt, and at this time, on the peach blossoms in front of the immortal cave, a few peach blossoms withered and fell in front of her with the wind.

She knelt reverently like this, her delicate knees ached faintly, "Shangxian, please give your disciple strength!" "My Qiu'er is the incarnation of a peach blossom five hundred years ago, and all peach blossoms are always undefeated in front of the Immortal Cave, because they are loved by the immortals. Now that the peach blossoms have withered, is it because my obsession with the world makes you angry? My Qiu'er prayed so sincerely, just because I wanted the Immortal to give me endless power, let me find the Divine Soul Pill Elixir, and save my brother Xiaotian's life.

Saying that, Qiu'er's face was full of tears, looking at the dying petals that had been exposed to the sun, she was very reluctant and sad, she carefully picked it up and put it in the palm of her hand, looked at it in a daze for a long time, inadvertently, tears dripped on the withered petals.

As he was weeping, the sunlight in the sky receded, and a purple appeared high in the clouds, with a kind of red that shone through the sky. A voice came out of the purple qi, "Qiu'er, why do you have to do this? you don't have to be sad for a mortal boy in the world!" "He doesn't deserve to treat him like this, it's a long road to cultivating immortals, and he hasn't taken the first step yet, so he is lonely and depressed, and he can't untie the knot in his happiness." After this hurdle, Qin Xiaotian may slowly wake up, but it will take time and the assistance of the elixir.

"Shangxian, do you mean that he will get better?" Qiu'er knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously, so that a round pimple swelled in front of her forehead, and there was faint blood, but she forgot the pain. "Immortal, disciple Qiu'er begs you to give me the Divine Soul Pill Elixir. ”

I don't know how long it took, the purple qi in the sky gradually dispersed, and I saw an old man with kind eyebrows sitting on the lotus platform, the old man smiled, "If you cure Qin Xiaotian's illness, you will indeed use the Divine Soul Pill Elixir!"

But I have to remind you that the Divine Soul Pill Pill is an extremely difficult pill to cultivate, and none of the various sects in the Omali Empire has cultivated this Divine Soul Pill Immortal Pill, so this elixir is rare and difficult to find, but it is not impossible to find it, it depends on Qin Xiaotian's personal creation.

"Please make it clear to the immortals, the disciples will work hard to find it and save Qin Xiaotian's life. The old man shook his head, "This can't be, can't!" Qin Xiaotian is an ordinary man, it is not a pity to die, but his heart of cultivating immortals is still persistent, and after experiencing some pain, he can become a useful talent in the immortal world.

"Isn't this too cruel to him. ”

Qiu'er stood up inexplicably, looking at the old man on the purple lotus platform in a daze, gradually, the purple red light slowly rose, faint in the golden sunlight, and the old man sitting on the lotus platform disappeared.

Just when she was at a loss, a red light inexplicably rushed from the clouds to Qiu'er, who looked surprised, and her eyes were dazzling, and a few lines of red words appeared in the clearing, "If you want to save Qin Xiaotian, take the Divine Soul Pill herb from the highest peak at the southern end." ”

Qiu'er hurriedly bowed to the red light qi, "Thank you for your advice." Before she could finish speaking, the red light had long since disappeared from her sight.

Stunned for a moment, "Where is the highest peak at the southern end?" How much time and energy would it take to search for the Divine Soul Pill herbs aimlessly. What if you can't find it? She was so helpless and confused in her heart. She couldn't help but take a step forward to tell Qin Xiaotian the news.

"Brother Xiaotian, are you awake, I'm going to look for the Divine Soul Pill herbs. Qiu'er happily pushed open the door of Qin Xiaotian, only to see him sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes concentrating, but his face was extremely poor, as if there was a gloomy aura enveloping him. At this moment, Qiu'er's heart slowly began to slip.

"You must be good, I will definitely find the Divine Soul Pill herb!" Qiu'er looked at him sadly, he was still concentrating, with her intuition and profound cultivation, everything he had practiced was in vain. (To be continued.) )