I have a world of cultivating immortals

This time when Chen Mobai came to report on his work, Meng Huang'er happened to be out of town with the art troupe on tour, which was very unfortunate.

But there are always more solutions than difficulties.

Meng Huang'er took a look at her tour route, and asked Chen Mobai to book this train ticket.

The station where she got on the train now is where she is touring, and the next city she wants to go to can also be reached by this train.

Although it was only a little over two hours, it was a bit short for the two who hadn't seen each other for a long time, but it was still no problem to vent their long-lost thoughts.

The carriage was constantly bumping and trembling as the train moved on the rails. The thick windows were covered with a layer of water vapor at some point. On the glass, it slid down slowly little by little, leaving a shallow trace, and finally disappeared suddenly...

After finishing, the radiant Meng Huang'er put on her clothes, but when she was about to get out of bed, she didn't find her high heels beside the bed.

After the consciousness welled up, he found the table leg in front of the sofa.

She immediately remembered that when she came into this carriage, the two of them had a few drinks on the edge of the sand. Halfway through the drink, she couldn't help the long-term thoughts accumulated in her heart, and began to ask Mr. Chen for advice.

Thinking of this, Meng Huang'er's pretty face turned slightly rosy, she got out of bed, walked to the sofa and sat down with her long, white feet bare.

Just as she picked up her white stiletto heels and put them on, the bathroom door next to her opened, and Chen Mobai came out after taking a shower.

"Don't forget what's on the table."

After hearing Chen Mobai's words, Meng Huang'er saw the eight clear and round pearls placed on the table, and her heart was filled with unprecedented sweetness and happiness.

I saw this before, and I couldn't help it.

"Unfortunately, the time is too short."

Meng Huang'er said with a little taste.

At this time, she put on her high-heeled shoes, and finally buckled her slender ankle straps. The patent leather lines perfectly combined with her beautiful snow-white insteps. Chen Mobai looked up her straight and slender legs. The stage performance made her get up light and elegant.

Meng Huang'er turned around and was about to fix her makeup in front of the glass, when suddenly she felt her waist tighten, and Chen Mobai was already sitting on the sofa, hugging her.

"I'm going to get off at the next stop..."

While Meng Huang'er was speaking, her overhanging body lost her balance, she couldn't help reaching out and lifting it, and pressed it on the glass behind the sofa to control her posture.

Although there are restrictions on the glass, she can only look out from the inside of the car, but under this special scene, especially the urgency of the ticking of the clock, she feels extremely exciting.

"There is still half an hour, enough..."

During the short conversation, the air in the room began to heat up, and a faint mist filled the glass between breaths.

There was a crisp snapping sound, which was the ankle strap of the high-heeled shoes that Meng Huanger had just buckled was loosened again amidst the violent bumps of the carriage, followed by the sound of the high-heeled shoes falling to the ground.

The siren bursts, reminding passengers that the train has arrived.

Meng Huang'er hurriedly put on her shoes and got out of the carriage wearing sunglasses and a hat.

When Chen Mobai got off the car in Yumucheng, he was still thinking about Meng Huang'er's soft voice singing softly in his ears. He raised his palm, as if the slippery touch full of sweat was still there.

It is useless for the two of them to help each other practice now, but the spiritual and physical joy made them feel unprecedentedly satisfied.

Sometimes, this kind of physical and mental comfort can really make monks addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

Fortunately, Chen Mobai is a strong-willed person, and he continued to be busy with his own work after thinking about it for a long time.

Because of the Danxia City matter, Wang Shuye took full responsibility, he just had to wait for the result, so he continued to return to Jumu Ridge.

Just after leaving the customs, an unexpected person came to the door with two fish.

"Master, I heard that you displayed your power in Yunmeng Lake and killed two third-order monsters, that inner alchemy..."

The old head, Meng Hong, babbled a lot, and finally revealed his purpose with a little cheek.

It's nothing more than heretic golden alchemy!

For him, perhaps this is the only chance to experience the realm of alchemy.

"These two inner pills are of wind attribute and water attribute respectively, so they don't match perfectly with your elixir."

When Chen Mobai just built his foundation, Meng Hong also helped him a lot. The flying sparrow hairpin made great achievements for his swordsmanship, so he was naturally willing to give the inner alchemy to Meng Hong.

"The wind attribute has something to do with the wood spirit root, I think you can give it a try."

Although Donghuang's research on spiritual roots is not as thorough as that of Xianmen, they still have a basic understanding.

This wind spirit root is mutated from the water wood spirit root, and there are indeed traces of Meng Hong's practice of heretic golden alchemy.

If the two third-order inner alchemy in Chen Mobai's hands can really cultivate the combat power of two alchemy formations, then for the Shenmu Sect, it will truly be able to dominate the Eastern Wasteland.

It's a pity that Meng Hong and Chu Zuoshu, who are now qualified to use the golden elixir of the heretics, are both practicing the elixir of immortality.

The wind-attribute monster inner alchemy must have been given to the more experienced Meng Hong, but the remaining water-attribute inner alchemy could not be used by Chu Zuoshu.

But he has already thought about it, and the fat and water will not flow into the fields of outsiders.

This inner alchemy will be given to Luo Yixuan who has suffered ten years of hell for her.

Because she was transformed into a devil's original fetus, she had already lost ten years of practice. As a master, he must find a way to make up for it.

"How many sect contributions are there on your account?"

Chen Mobai opened his mouth and asked Meng Hong, there may be some monster inner alchemy in the future, and it will definitely be put on the Lingbao Pavilion for the development and cohesion of the sect.

He needs to formulate a standard for exchange.

"I have accumulated over the years, a total of 470,000 yuan."

To tell the truth, Meng Hong was honest and upright as the head of the sect.

"Then decide to donate a third-level monster inner alchemy to the 300,000 sects."

Chen Mobai's words made Meng Hong nod happily. After a while, Luo Xueer received a voice transmission from the Tongtian Instrument. If Lingbao Pavilion wanted to put third-order and above spiritual objects on the shelf, it had to go through her experience in the Hall of Appreciation. steward.

When Luo Xueer heard that it turned out to be the inner alchemy of a third-order monster, she also looked at Meng Hong enviously.

She is also a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and she thinks that she can also try to form alchemy. Although the transposition method of golden core is very dangerous, if you give her a heretic golden core, she will definitely not hesitate.

Chen Mobai exchanged the third-level inner alchemy for 300,000 Zongmen contributions in the Hall of Appreciation, and then hung it on the exchange list of the Lingbao Pavilion from the Hall of Appreciation, and finally Meng Hong went to the Lingbao Pavilion to exchange it.

"If this third-order inner alchemy is to be cultivated into a golden alchemy of the outer way, it needs excellent alchemists and craftsmen to do it. I'll go find Zeng Woyou and Wang Tingbo."

After the internal decision was made, Meng Hong began to prepare for refining the golden elixir of the heretics.

However, Chen Mobai felt that with Zeng Woyou's level, he might not be able to reach it. It happened that he and Yan Shaoyin were going to make a deal, so he might as well help him out.

"Thank you, Master!"

When Meng Hong heard that Chen Mobai wanted to ask Yan Shaoyin to help him refine the golden elixir of heretics, he was very moved.

It just so happened that he was not at ease about Zeng Woyou's level in his heart, this was his only inner alchemy.

However, the best alchemist he could find in the entire Eastern Wasteland was Zeng Woyou.

Further up, there are Yan Shaoyin and his two apprentices.

But in Meng Hong's view, Hui Tiangu would definitely not help the Shenmu Sect to have one more core formation strength.

So when Chen Mobai said that, he felt more and more powerful.

"Don't say anything about this matter. The cooperation between Yan Shaoyin and I needs to meet and discuss in person before it can be finalized."

After Chen Mobai came back, he received a letter from Liu Wenbo, which said that Yan Shaoyin's hands were trembling after reading the catalog of the Longevity Pill, and he immediately proposed to meet with him to discuss this matter.

The meeting place is temporarily set at the border of the border.

There is a Vientiane Mountain there, and there is a Fangshi founded by the Sanxiu Alliance on the mountain. Because it is in the gap between the three major sects of the Five Elements, Shenmu, and Huitian, disciples of the three sects often come to Fangshi to exchange spiritual objects. In the desert, it can be regarded as a little famous.

Because the recent period happened to be the time when Panlong Lingmi was harvested, Yan Shaoyin didn't want people from the Star Chamber of Commerce to know about his deal with Chen Mobai, so he chose this place.

After dealing with the sect's affairs, Chen Mobai quietly left for Wanxiang Mountain without wasting any time.

There is also a small Nanshan shop here.

Chen Mobai waited on the second floor for a while, then Liu Wenbo led Yan Shaoyin up.

"Long time no see, Master Chen!"

Yan Shaoyin said very politely, Chen Mobai smiled and invited him to sit down, while Liu Wenbo picked up the tea and began to serve the two alchemy monks.

"I don't know which three pills Master Yan will choose?"

Chen Mobai asked, Yan Shaoyin didn't even hesitate about the temptation he offered, and immediately agreed.

However, what Liu Wenbai brought over was only the catalogue, and the real prescription was still in Chen Mobai's hands. Because of its great value, he needed to come here in person.

"Yuying Pill, Guizhen Pill, Nirvana Pill!"

Yan Shaoyin made his choice.

Not to mention the Yuying Pill, the Guizhen Pill is a kind of elixir to enhance the spiritual power of the monks in the late stage of Jindan, which is just useful for Yan Shaoyin.

The Nirvana Pill is used to improve the body. It can make the monk transform once and improve the body training method to a higher level. While exuberant energy and blood, it can also repair the defects of the body and eliminate them in the process. Some impurities such as erysipelas in the body.

This is the ultimate panacea for the Donghuang monks who take drugs every day to improve.

"Okay, but I have three requests."

Chen Mobai's words did not exceed Yan Shaoyin's expectations, after all, the value of these three pills must be higher than the three green Chan spirit trees.

"Master Chen, please tell me!"

Thanks to the lord who can't be a devil for the reward