I, the mixed spirit root, can I quickly cultivate immortality without feeling sick?

Long Jin raised his eyebrows, and knocked on the side unwillingly.

The voice was not loud, indicating that he had no confidence.

Ye Ling listened to it sincerely, and smiled secretly in his heart.

"If it weren't for labor and management meditating here, I really want to give you two more ear scrapers!" Ye

Ling thought of the guy who wanted to save face and suffer the crime, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a curvature ......

Soon, an hour passed, and the ancient books in Ye Ling's hand still did not change.

Jiang Xinrou, who had been silently observing beside her, gradually became comfortable with an anxious look on her face.

The disdain on Long Jin's face also became stronger, but as a loser, his attitude was no longer important.

Two hours have passed, and it is still the same ......

In the evening, everyone left, leaving Ye Ling alone in the chamber to meditate.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone came to take a look, Ye Ling still maintained his original posture, and the book "Ancient Alchemy" remained the same.

Everyone left quickly as soon as they entered and exited at most, but Jiang Xinrou silently observed on the side for a long time before leaving.

The news of Ye Ling's refining of the Ancient Alchemy spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect overnight.

Almost all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect took turns to come to observe, and the meeting hall was full almost every day.

Just when everyone had a soft spot for Ye Ling's refining incident.

Gao Hong was mining at the foot of the Lingyan Mine in the south of Zangjian Peak, and it took seven days to ...... a dig

"What the hell is going on? I've been digging for days in a row, but I can't dig up a good spirit stone. "

Why don't you try it in a different place?"

Half an hour later, Gao Hong was tired and sweaty, and threw the stone in his hand ...... with a frustrated face

"Heth, what kind of thing, it can't be refined and utilized at all!"

"What the hell is going on, it was obviously fine a few days ago, why did the quality of the spirit stone come down in the past two days?"

Gao Hong shook his fat head, squinted his small eyes, and kept thinking about ......

"Ever since I gave Senior Brother Ye those 100,000 spirit stones, I haven't dug up any usable goods in a day, it's really bad luck!" Gao

Hong said to himself, casually throwing a stone into the grass next to him......

"Ouch ......"

accompanied by a cry of pain, Gao Hong knew that he had hit someone, and wanted to hide.

Unexpectedly, the other party began to scold and ......

"Who is so lacking in morality? Labor and management are dying of pain...... "

Scold me? I am the first disciple of Hidden Sword Peak, how can I bear this kind of."

Gao Hong didn't hide, but walked towards the grass, the artemisia grass in front of him shook for a while, and a disciple wearing the clothes of Tibetan Sword Peak walked out of the grass ......

"Ah, Senior Brother Gao, why are you here

?" "Were you scolding me just now?"

At this moment, Gao Hong's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Gao, I want to know that it's you, and I don't dare to make a mistake if you lend me a hundred guts.

"Well, seeing that you are sincere, I will let you go this time. "

Senior Brother Xie Gao, if it's okay, I'll leave first. Hearing

that Gao Hong did not pursue himself, the disciple immediately turned around and left, lest Gao Hong change his mind.

"Come back!"

The disciple hadn't taken two steps before he heard a broken cry behind him, and in his panic, he didn't stabilize his body and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Snort~"

Seeing this, Gao Hong covered his mouth and smiled......

"You don't practice hard at Hidden Sword Peak, what are you doing here?"

"Return, Senior Brother Gao, I'm about to go to Blazing Sword Peak to observe. "

Blazing Sword Peak, observe?"

"Yes." "

Is there anything interesting?" Tell me more about it...... Gao

Hong was interested when he heard this, so he directly took the disciple's hand and sat down on the square stone next to him.

That disciple didn't dare to omit the slightest detail, and told everything that happened on the Blazing Sword Peak.

After Gao Hong heard this, Ye Ling's smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"It can't be Senior Brother Ye's ghost......

" "In the past two days, I have only cared about mining, and I almost missed important things, let's go, I'll go with you......"

With that, Gao Hong pulled the disciple and walked towards Blazing Sword Peak together.

If you don't see each other for a day, you won't see it for three days, and if you don't see it for another year, Gao Hong suddenly felt that if you have a belly, you should have a good junior and younger brother to talk about ......it

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dusk, Ye Ling was still in a state of old monk settling.

The only change is that he has a senior sister ...... who meditates together

"You can see it, but whoever dares to influence the junior disciple to refine the ancient books is to be the enemy of me Tang

Wanzhi!"

Tang Wanzhi let out cruel words, under the deterrence of the strength of the first layer of Yuanying, the low-level disciples of each peak who wanted to provoke trouble did not dare to make a mistake.

Among the people, Long Jin looked at Jiang Xinrou with a flattering expression: "Senior Sister Jiang, most of the miscellaneous spirit roots are out of play, I won't say anything else, Senior Brother wishes you success in refining."

"I received my brother's wishes, but I can't talk too much, at most I just get a chance."

After a few days of torment and waiting, Jiang Xinrou's suppressed heart was gradually filled with a trace of desire, and on her porcelain-white face, there was a hint of joy that was difficult to hide.

Long Jin was still unsatisfied, and waved his hand.

"Why is Senior Sister humble, just like me, even if I can't refine ancient books, I won't be compared to

the Miscellaneous Spirit Root......"

It seems that suppressing the Miscellaneous Spirit Root is never too late.

Jiang Xinrou looked at Ye Ling, who still hadn't changed, and nodded in agreement: "What Senior Brother Long said is extremely ......"

The originally silent conference hall was ignited by a few words from the two, and various discussions and speculations ......

began

"How many days?"

"Seven days, that's enough to choke." "

Not necessarily, back then, Yunding Zhenren was a god with a super-grade double spirit root, this son is a five-kind spirit root, and he will be able to achieve a generation of powerful ......" "

Hete, Senior Brother Long, you can't bury people like this, Senior Sister Yun is still there."

Feng Ling's dry and sour words made Yun Tian next to him angry and left.

Feng Lingqian spread his hands, revealing a helpless expression: "This, can you blame me, haha......"

Since Feng Lingqian, there was a continuous burst of laughter in the conference hall.

Ye Ling was still motionless, but Tang Wanzhi couldn't sit still.

She suddenly got up, and with a single move, the Golden Frost Sword choked out of its sheath!"

"Senior brothers and sisters, my junior brother is refining at a critical juncture, and it is very easy to go crazy due to unstable minds, please keep quiet."

"If anyone deliberately makes trouble, don't blame Tang Wanzhi for not caring about the friendship of the same family!"

Tang Wanzhi made this move, and the meeting hall really quieted down.

However, it was only after a moment of silence before someone whispered ...... again

"Hey, I've heard for a long time that the late junior sister likes that miscellaneous spirit root, it seems to be true. "

Yes, it's protected, for the sake of being together for less than two months, I have to be the enemy of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, what a big ......breath" "

The more she doesn't let us talk, the more we talk, see what she can do?"