Chapter 470 Asking for something but not getting it
Lu Xian'er's nails dug into her flesh. She didn't believe that her great luck could not save her life. If she waited for a while, there would be another opportunity.
The half of the incense stick in Boyi Daojun's hand was burning down little by little, as if urging his life.
The Qin family took action in the Tribulation Realm.
He ducked over, sealed Qin Lang's whole body's spiritual energy, and then lifted Qin Lang in the air.
Qin Lang's Nascent Soul Taoist companion gave Qin Lang a big ear scraper in front of everyone, and also directly snatched the storage bag from Qin Lang, destroyed it with brute force, and then distributed the items in it to himself
Several children.
Qin Lang was held in the hands of Ancestor Dujie, but he dared not speak out in anger.
Lu Xian'er was alone, lying alone in the cold rain, feeling extremely pitiful.
The incense continued to burn.
Finally someone came, but it wasn't from the Huayan Sect.
Instead, several of Lu Xian'er's Nascent Soul admirers, wearing silk hats that blocked out the detection of divine consciousness, chased over as fast as possible, hoping to take away the humiliated Lu Xian'er.
Tianyun Sect's bullying of a seriously injured female cultivator is really too much.
"Xian'er, come with us!" someone shouted angrily.
Taojun Boyi's face darkened. Qiu Xuanjing specifically told him that Lu Xian'er had evil intentions and it was best not to stay.
Lu Xianer said weakly: "Where can I go? Without Grandmaster Mu Sheng's ninth-grade Lieyang Pill, I will definitely die."
"But."
A beautiful teardrop slipped from the corner of Lu Xianer's eyes, and she said feebly: "If you really want to save me, then find a way to send me to Mu Sheng."
The hearts of those admirers were as sharp as a knife, but in front of the Tianyun Sect, there must be more than just this Taoist Transformation Lord, and there must be others from the Divine Transformation Realm who are secretly paying attention.
But some people only had Lu Xian'er in their hearts, and they couldn't help shouting loudly: "Tianyun Sect, you refuse to save people even if they die. How can you bear the name of a big sect with such disregard for human life!"
Taojun Boyi looked at the broken incense in his hand that was about to burn out, and said calmly, and his voice spread farther than the yelling Nascent Soul.
"This woman has her own sect. She was seriously injured. Instead of returning to her sect to seek medicine, she came to our Tianyun Sect to harass her. What's the point? Furthermore, if you really like this female cultivator, why don't you bring her with you?
If she goes back to her family or sect, maybe she can get a ninth-grade Fierce Yang Pill for her."
Ninth grade?
Or Lieyang Pill?
Several admirers were also shocked.
In the world of cultivation nowadays, there are fewer and fewer high-level spiritual plants, and ninth-grade elixirs are becoming increasingly scarce.
And this life-saving Ninth-grade Lieyang Pill is even more precious and rare than the Ninth-grade Soul-Nourishing Pill.
Decades ago, in the Fengyu Secret Realm, there were many old soul-breaking grasses, otherwise it would be difficult to find even the ninth-grade soul-nurturing pills.
Even if Tianyun Sect and Mu Sheng had ninth-grade Lieyang Pills in their hands, they would not use them to save an irrelevant outsider.
It would be a bit funny if it was really taken out and saved.
Several Nascent Soul admirers surrounded Lu Xianer, feeling extremely helpless and distressed.
"Aren't you the son of the leader of the Immortal Jade Sect? Go and ask for help." One Nascent Soul admirer sent a message to another Nascent Soul admirer.
Although these people all wear silk hats, they have followed Lu Xianer for a long time and have long known each other's ins and outs.
The youngest son of the leader of the Immortal Jade Sect, who is more than five hundred years old, is in a very difficult situation.
His father still doesn't know that he loves Lu Xian'er of Huayan Sect. If he knew, he would definitely put him in the ice cave, let alone ask for medicine for Lu Xian'er.
The world of cultivation is big or small. This farce in front of the Tianyun Sect has long been known to those big forces.
Although the Tianyun Sect was unwilling to save him, he could not make any big accusations.
"Why, for Xian'er, you don't dare to pay this much?" A Nascent Soul cultivator began to use the stimulating method.
The son of the leader of the Xianyu Sect diverted the trouble to the east and sent a message to another Yuanying, saying urgently: "You are from the Huayan Sect and you are senior brother Xian'er. Why don't you go and seek medicine for Xian'er?"
The Nascent Soul of the Hua Yan Sect rushed to inject spiritual power into Lu Xian'er's body, and said in a painful voice: "The sect has sect rules. What's more, Xian'er and the alchemy master in charge of Danfeng still have a deep quarrel.
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Lu Xian'er had already fainted from the cold in the arms of Nahua Yanzong's Nascent Soul, but one hand tightly held onto the sleeve of Nascent Soul's robe.
That Yuanying was inexplicably moved by Lu Xianer's trust in him.
Someone's eyes were bloodshot and he said angrily: "Why don't we go find the shrew of the Qin family? That shrew poisoned Xian'er, she deserves to die!"
A member of the Qin family wearing a silk hat said: "Only the Fierce Sun Grass can control this coldness, and the Fierce Yang Pill is even better. That fierce woman of the Qin family, when she goes crazy, even kills her own father and concubines, who dares to offend her?"
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Speaking of which, this Qin family member is still the nephew of that fierce woman.
"What about Xian'er?"
Several people looked at the broken incense with only the last half inch left.
How cruel it would be for them to watch Lu Xianer die in front of them.
"I, I am willing to exchange a ninth-grade soul nourishing pill for a ninth-grade Lieyang Pill to Guizong!"
In the end, the son of the sect leader who was the richest in the family decided to exchange things for things to save Lu Xianer's life.
An Qingli, who was far away, raised his eyebrows. There was no doubt that this man had true love for Lu Xianer.
However, a ninth-grade soul nourishing pill cannot be exchanged for a ninth-grade fierce sun pill, but it can be exchanged for a ninth-grade soul-tonifying pill.
Soul-nourishing pills are regarded as great tonics. If you have one, it's better, but if you don't have one, it's just that. But soul-nourishing pills are life-saving elixirs, and the cost of refining them is much better than soul-nourishing pills.
And because of An Qingli, among the ninth-grade elixirs, the Tianyun Sect is most indispensable, which is things like nourishing and replenishing the soul.
The soul of the ancestor of the Tianyun Sect's Tribulation Realm is generally higher than other monks of the same level, thanks to An Qingli.
Qiu Xuanjing, who was punished by thunder because of Mu Sheng, received Mu Sheng's top-grade soul nourishing pill, and his soul was also much higher than that of monks of the same level.
An Qingli also has several beasts who have also taken the seventh-grade soul nourishing pill, and their souls are far higher than those of the same level.
A flash of lightning lit up, followed by a thunder.
Taojun Boyi did not express his position on the proposal to exchange the Soul-Nourishing Pill for the Lieyang Pill. He only looked at the lingering fragrance in his hand.
He didn't want to be so annoying, but when acting on behalf of the sect, he still had to follow some rules.
Chatterbox Ji Xiaopeng was by An Qingli's side. While waiting for the outcome of this farce, he naturally started chatting.
"Uncle Qingli, how can this Lu Xian'er be so charming and attract so many monks to be fascinated by her?"
How could he feel that Lu Xian'er, who was soaked in the rain, was so thin and miserable?
An Qingli replied casually: "That is the accumulation of time, a thing called femininity. You are still young and don't know how to evaluate it."
"Femininity?" Ji Xiaopeng also heard this statement once, and humbly asked for advice, "Uncle Qingli, do you have this thing of femininity?"
The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched slightly and said: "Since you asked me if I have it, then even if I have it, I'm afraid it won't be obvious. Okay, don't talk too much for the time being, and focus on those five men and one woman."