"Junior Brother Han, you are no longer interesting."
Just when Luo Hong was about to complain about Old Mo Han, Yuan Yao's voice came faintly from the bottom of his heart:
"Then husband, what do you want to do?"
"Ahem, Junior Brother Han is right!
Time is running out right now, so I really have no time to joke.
Fellow Taoist Zi Ling is the only one who can refine the elixir of creation. To protect your life, Luo will give you this Zi Huan Sha."
Luo Hong's smile suddenly froze, and then she immediately lowered her face and said seriously.
Except for Han Laomo who knew a little about it, Zi Ling and others couldn't help but have strange looks in their eyes, but the three women were smart enough not to ask any more questions.
After receiving the purple gauze thrown by Luo Hong, Zi Ling happily began to practice it, and soon wrapped it around her waist.
Afterwards, everyone discussed going into the valley to pick Lingzhu fruits to refine medicine.
Over the past ten years, Zi Ling has collected more than a dozen auxiliary materials for refining elixirs. As long as they can find the main ingredient of Lingzhuguo in Falling Demon Valley, they can start refining elixirs immediately.
To this end, Zi Ling spent several years studying how to refine the elixir.
It can be said that as long as their luck is not extremely bad, it is certain that everyone will have a good fortune pill by then.
"Husband, what kind of elixir is Good Fortune Pill?
Why are Sister Zi Ling and Brother Han so attracted to him?"
Seeing that everyone was almost done talking, Yuan Yao finally couldn't help her curiosity and asked through a message.
"The Good Fortune Pill is a very mysterious elixir. It is said that it can allow cultivators to experience the feeling of a higher level of cultivation in the illusion created after taking it, so as to help cultivators break through the current bottleneck.
Its medicinal effects are effective for immortal cultivators below the Nascent Soul level.
If she takes this medicine, it will be much easier for Zi Ling to break through the Nascent Soul bottleneck in the future, which is why she is so concerned about it."
Luo Hong was very interested in the Good Fortune Pill. He wanted to know how his quality path would appear in the illusion.
"Okay, that's settled.
You two should find a secret place to hide before Senior Brother Luo and I find you.
I'll wait for the meeting before setting off to the place where the Ling Candle Fruit is."
Han Li's words announced the end of this negotiation, and he and Luo Hong stood up and left together.
Although the Creation Pill was good, it was not the primary purpose for the two of them to enter the Falling Demon Valley. When the time to enter the valley was approaching, Han Li still had to take Luo Hong to meet Nanlong Marquis.
After bidding farewell to Zi Ling and the others, the two went straight to Fangshi in the Wanling Mountains.
Suspended in the sky above Fangshi, Han Li used his spiritual consciousness to scan and found the Tianjimen disciple who had harassed Mu Peiling.
Without saying a word, Han Li stepped in front of this person and threw the Tianji Order as a token into his hand.
"Master has an appointment with Han, please take me to see him immediately!"
"It turns out to be Senior Han. The master has already given instructions before? This senior is"
After noticing Luo Hong standing next to Han Li, the young monk couldn't help but hesitate.
After all, when Marquis Nanlong told him, he said that only Han Li could be taken to his hiding place.
"What? You wear a talisman named after me, but you don't recognize me?"
After Luo Hong's spiritual consciousness probed, he noticed the Taishang Hongjun Talisman in this man's arms and said in a slightly cold tone.
Being reminded like this, the young monk immediately remembered the portrait in the Fulu shop and recognized Luo Hong.
"Senior Luo is actually in front of you, this junior is rude!"
The young monk hurriedly saluted and apologized, beating a drum in his heart.
Why did this person come to see Master?
If he has malicious intentions, Master and the others will never be able to forgive him!
The young monk knew that Nanlong Hou was injured before because he was harmed by others, and among the people who harmed him was the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Yellow Maple Valley is adjacent to Ghost Spirit Gate, so it is difficult not to have bad associations with it.
The fluctuations of the young monk's soul were clearly visible in Luo Hong's eyes, so that he could roughly guess what the other person was thinking.
Since you are afraid, let me be more afraid.
Thinking like this, Luo Hong snorted coldly and cast a spell:
"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way quickly!"
His light words immediately made the young monk tremble, and he responded with sweat on his forehead:
"Yes! Seniors, please follow me!"
Master is sorry, but my disciple doesn’t want to die!
Urged by Luo Hong's curse, the young monk immediately made a decision and drove the magic weapon to the east side of Wanling Mountains.
After half an hour, the young monk stopped on a hill surrounded by several towering peaks.
At this time, a female cultivator in white clothes flew out of the formation and faced the three of them.
"Senior Brother Bai, you are back. These two seniors are"
The female cultivator in white clothes has an ordinary appearance, but has a pair of peach blossom eyes. She is looking at the young monk with a slightly flirtatious look.
"Junior sister Lu, these two are our master's distinguished guests. I asked my junior sister to take them to meet our master. Since my brother has important matters to attend to, we will go ahead."
When the young monk saw the female monk in white shirt, he greeted her enthusiastically as if he was seeing a life-saving straw. However, after explaining something, he immediately ran away.
Such an abrupt move immediately made the female cultivator in white frown, secretly annoyed and confused.
However, she did not dare to lose her temper in front of the two Nascent Soul cultivators. She could only hold back her dissatisfaction for the time being and smiled brightly at Luo Hong and the others:
"Uncle and senior Nanlong are in the cave at the moment. You two seniors, please come with me."
As she spoke, the female cultivator in white took out a prohibition token and used it to shoot a white beam of light towards a blue stone wall.
Immediately, a green light flashed on the surface of the stone wall, and soon a two-foot-tall stone door was revealed, and a cold voice came from inside.
"Fellow Daoist Han, I and Daoist Lu only asked you to come here.
Now, what do you mean by bringing Fellow Daoist Luo here?"
"Han just felt that this trip was dangerous, so he specially asked his senior brother to come and help.
Don't worry, fellow Taoists, Senior Brother Luo doesn't want any treasures from the corpse of the ancient cultivator, and it will not have any impact on our cooperation."
Han Li faced the stone door and said calmly.
"Are Fellow Daoist Han joking? Based on your own words, how can I and Fellow Daoist Lu believe it?
After all, Fellow Daoist Luo’s reputation is as powerful as thunder. If your senior brother comes up with the idea of killing people to seize treasures, I and Fellow Daoist Lu may not be able to escape disaster!"
Along with the angry words, the blue stone door was pushed open from the inside, and Marquis Nanlong and an old man in gray robe came out.
Both of them looked quite ugly at this time, obviously feeling extremely dissatisfied and angry with Han Li for bringing Luo Hong here.
"Haha, the two Taoist friends are quite self-aware, but Luo is not a demonic monk and will never take the initiative to kill people and seize treasures. Don't worry, you two.
However, this trip to Falling Demon Valley is extremely important to Junior Brother Han. If the two of them are unwilling to cooperate, Luo will not rule out using extraordinary means.