Cultivating immortals is a hard job

As soon as this person came out, he immediately attracted all the attention.

The dozen or so people who were originally in high spirits and were watching the martial arts fight in the distance all looked in front of Meng Boley.

This man was dressed in black. He looked to be in his thirties because of his ability to maintain good looks.

Let’s talk about looks, he’s quite graceful!

In his behavior and speech, he was even more decent and calm.

Looking at the man in front of him who was almost at the peak of pill formation, Mang Boley smiled and nodded.

He has naturally heard of this person.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, although he usually spends most of his time in seclusion, he is not completely ignorant of the outside world.

Such as where the secret realm has been opened, which sect has newly promoted Jiedan, Nascent Soul, or which family has a disciple with heaven-defying qualifications, etc.

Maybe it can't catch his eye before the pill is formed, but in the later stage of the pill forming or reaching perfection, it will be completely different.

This kind of person can enter the Nascent Soul realm at any time.

Just like the guy named "Wuji" in front of him, although he can't be called heaven-defying, his qualifications are definitely excellent.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is very likely that he will enter the Nascent Soul before he is three hundred years old.

Meng Bolei's eyes quietly passed over Fang Xinghe's face again.

He knew that Gu Yue Sect's vitality had been severely damaged after the last battle with the demons.

For more than two hundred years, no one has successfully conferred a baby!

Now the only ancestor who is in charge of the sect has become the last incense.

It's just that the old guy is approaching his end of life. If there is no Nascent Soul born within a few decades, Southern Xinjiang, which has just become fourteen sects, may return to thirteen sects again.

So over the years, Fang Xinghe spent almost half of his energy on cultivating this disciple.

This matter is not really a secret.

"Yes, his cultivation is stable and his true energy is thick. He is much stronger than my disciples."

While speaking, Meng Bolei suddenly waved his hand and threw out a jade bottle.

"Although this Qingyang Pill cannot allow you to advance to perfection, there is still no problem in taking a step forward."

The man named "Wuji" quickly took it in his hand, his expression slightly moved, but he quickly recovered.

It gives people the feeling that they show their gratitude without losing their stability.

"Thank you, senior, for the medicine!"

Fang Xinghe laughed, his dry face full of wrinkles.

"Old Monster Meng, you are a bit stingy. You want to send me master and disciple away with just one pill."

Although Meng Bolei knew it was a joke, he still said: "Brother Fang is joking. Others may not know the value of my elixir. Don't you know, Brother Tao? This Qingyang elixir is an original creation of Meng. Even you and me Taking it now, it has some effects, why is it so stingy?”

Even though Meng Bolei and Fang Xinghe have similar cultivation levels, they are both in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Even in terms of strength, the two of them are probably evenly matched.

But facing this kind of old monster whose life is about to expire, not many people are willing to provoke him.

So at this time, Meng Boley was extremely polite.

As for the truth, it’s very simple!

Because this kind of person will fight tooth and nail!

What can't a dying person do?

What if I really want to offend the old guy and kill him in Jiuli Palace before he dies?

Of course, this does not mean that he, Meng Bolei, is afraid of the other party, but he just does not want to argue with such a person.

So after hearing the unscrupulous joke, Meng Boley just smiled.

But what he said next left several people in the room stunned.

Fang Xinghe suddenly looked at a female cultivator next to him.

This woman is wearing blue clothes and her cultivation level is not low. She is in the late stage of pill formation. Although she looks very young, she must be quite old in reality.

"As for the elixir, let's talk about it separately. On the one hand, I came here to participate in the spirit fighting competition between your three sects. On the other hand, I wanted to get a treasure from your sect for my disciple. I don't know what Meng said. Is the old monster willing to give up his love?"

"treasure?"

Meng Bolei raised his eyebrows without any trace, and seemed to have realized something when he saw Fang Xinghe's intentional or unintentional gaze.

The female cultivator who was stared at by Fang Xinghe frowned slightly, and her originally calm heart suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Next to this woman, there was another female cultivator who was in the middle stage of pill formation.

This female cultivator was dressed in light blue clothes. She had picturesque features, icy muscles and jade bones, and she had a charming appearance.

Although there is no powder applied, it has an elegant and fairy charm.

In the formation, the two are the only female cultivators.

One green and one blue, from the beginning to now, it has always been like an orchid in an empty valley, standing beside Meng Boley as peacefully as that.

In terms of appearance, they all have their own merits.

But their auras are very similar, giving people an extremely cold feeling.

This kind of coldness does not refer to the expressions of the two of them, but to the fluctuations of mana flowing on their bodies.

In fact, it doesn't take much thinking to figure out that these two people should be from the same lineage, and both practice some kind of ice-cold attribute technique.

Mang Boley laughed twice.

"Brother Fang, you might as well speak up if you have something to say!"

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xinghe pointed at the female cultivator in blue very rudely.

"This treasure is the disciple!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on the corner of Meng Boley's mouth froze briefly.

The female cultivator in blue couldn't help but tremble slightly, while the woman in green next to her opened her mouth in a circular shape.

If Mo Xun were here, he would definitely recognize this pretty woman in green clothes as Li Qingying, who had been separated from him for more than two hundred years.

The female cultivator in blue next to her has the Taoist name Hui Yue Walker.

After Li Qingying entered the cold body, she happened to meet the Moon Walker and was taken away as a disciple.

This person's real name is Wen Zixi, and he is the elder of Jiuli Palace. He is also Meng Bolei's direct disciple and Li Qingying's master!

The "treasure" Fang Xinghe was referring to was her!

Wen Zixi's face looked a little ugly. If these words had come out of other people's mouths, she would have killed them long ago.

To describe her as a living "person" as a treasure is really insulting.

But right now, she couldn't have a seizure.

Facing a being of the same level as her master, she was not even qualified to say a word without permission.

Meng Bolei looked back at his disciple, then focused his attention on Fang Xinghe again, and then patted his forehead.

"Brother Fang has given me a hard time getting around the corner. Do you mean you want to propose marriage on behalf of your disciple?"

Fang Xinghe stroked his beard and nodded.

"Yes, this disciple of mine is extremely talented and has a very stable and calm mind. Ever since he joined my sect, he has devoted himself to the Tao and has never done anything out of the ordinary. He is the most amazing talent of our Gu Yue Sect in hundreds of years." Yan’s disciple, I think it will be no problem for you to be your son-in-law."

After saying these words, Li Qingying on the side felt a little stupid.