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One hundred and twenty-seven, pretentious

 After learning that she had taken Yunshan Zhumi, which can broaden spiritual roots, Wen Caiwei reacted almost instantly.

Only then did she realize that she had fallen into intoxication not long after entering Luanfeng Terrace.

Wen Caiwei waved her hand, and the two tears disappeared without a trace, leaving only the reddish color left after the white and tender skin was stimulated by the tears.

Only the burning pain in the vital gate of the xuanguan is still continuing.

Seeing that she had regained her consciousness, Yu Mingyue let her go and explained: "Uncle Lin fought two consecutive battles to win the title of Honglihui for the sake of Yunshan Zhumi."

Hearing this, Wen Caiwei felt an unspeakable soreness in her chest, and almost couldn't control her tears again.

Thousands of words can be condensed into one sentence, "Master Lin, thank you for worrying!"

Her biological father and brother abandoned her because of her "wasted spiritual roots"; her eldest uncle valued her abilities and always took care of her.

But Uncle Lin had no connection with her, so he helped her join the Guiyi Sect, helped her repair her soul, and planned many things for her...

The kindness is as heavy as a mountain, how can I repay it?!

Maybe...

After passing the true inheritance test in the Patriarch Hall and becoming a true disciple, he can legitimately help Master Lin revive the Guiyi Sect, only then can he repay the favor.

Wen Caiwei bit her pink lips and made up her mind.

She took a breath and said softly: "It's only because my disciple is so weak that he couldn't see Master Lin's heroic appearance in person!"

Lin Yige waved her hand, "It's not a big deal. Speaking of which, I am bullying the small."

Wen Caiwei looked at Yu Mingyue again and asked: "Sister Yu, what is the effect of Taishang Hongli? What is the effect of Qingxin Pill?"

According to her experience of being bedridden for many years, the pain will not be too great if she is distracted by talking or thinking about other things.

"The Qingxin Pill... doesn't have much effect." Yu Mingyue shook her head, "The insects shared most of the aura and aftereffects, so I was able to wake up so quickly."

Wen Caiwei held it in her hand for a long time, and before she had time to eat it, Taishanghong Li also handed it to Sun Mingyue, "Sister Sun, you can eat more, and Senior Uncle Lin and I will guard Senior Brother Jiang and the others."
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Yu Mingyue smiled, and while taking the Taishang Hongli, she said: "Junior Sister Caiwei, don't forget to take a few of them from Wuweizhai's food box and take them back. In the future, I may also be able to refine Hehongli.

It’s like a pill, a pill that completely relieves the aftereffects.”

"That's natural, senior sister, don't worry!"

While several people from the Guiyi Sect were talking, Hong Wei from the Hehuan Sect came over with a fat-haired and powder-faced Tianwuzong disciple.

The two of them first clenched their fists at Lin Yige as a salute. Hong Wei tugged on his collar and said, "Chief Lin, this is Hong Wei. We met yesterday. This is..."

That day, the Wuzong disciples didn't wait for Hong Wei to finish the introduction, and then answered: "I am the Wuzong Ning Jinqiu, and Leader Lin is extremely powerful. I am convinced!"

Having said that, Ning Jinqiu turned to the foreign-looking female cultivator from the Guiyi sect, "This fellow Taoist from the Guiyi sect looks a little unfamiliar, I don't know what to call him?"

Lin Yige felt relieved. The Tianwuzong wanted to regain some face from Yu Mingyue.

However, Yu Mingyue has just been promoted to the Golden Core Stage, so it would be great to have someone who is evenly matched to compare notes and confirm each other.

Lin Yige glanced at Yu Mingyue and nodded.

Yu Mingyue bowed her hand to Ning Jinqiu and said, "I am an eighth-generation inner disciple of Gui Yi Sect, Yu Mingyue."

"Yu Mingyue?" Ning Jinqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his voice, "Could it be the one who never showed up at the Yangzhou rookie meeting?"

"Exactly." Yu Mingyue said, touching her braid.

After receiving the answer, a smile appeared on Ning Jinqiu's face.

"I wonder if my fellow Taoist would like to be invited to have a discussion with me on stage?"

Yan Mingyue glanced at the ring. Shao Xinyu from the Hehuan Sect was inviting monks from the Wuyun Sect to compete in the ring.

It was said that they were sparring, and the two of them were flirting with each other, and the movements in their hands were extremely gentle. Sometimes they touched their faces, and sometimes they pinched their waists. It was more like flirting.

Ning Jinqiu also saw the two people entangled in front of everyone. He couldn't help but twitching his lips and said to Hong Wei: "Brother Hong, please tell Senior Sister Shao to fight quickly!"

When Hong Wei heard this, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but he did not dare to say anything to Ning Jinqiu, whose strength far exceeded his own, so he had to agree.

"Go down and come back."

When Shao Xinyu and the Wuyun Sect monks hugged each other and left at the urging of Hong Wei on the ring, Yu Mingyue nodded, "Then... please give me some advice from fellow Taoist Ning!"

"It's time for me to ask my Taoist friend to be merciful!"

The two were about to go on stage when a soft female voice stopped them.

"Senior Sister, please wait!"

Wen Caiwei took a breath, frowned and endured the burning pain in her spiritual roots, and said softly: "Now that the Hongli Club has lost its prize, if we get injured on the stage, wouldn't it be a loss-making business?!"

Ning Jinqiu immediately stopped and looked back.

Before, he only paid attention to the golden elixir stage monks of the Guiyi Sect, and never noticed the other Foundation Establishment stage disciples of the Guiyi Sect who had not yet formed elixirs.

Only then did he recognize that the weak female cultivator who spoke was none other than Wen Caiwei, the person with the lowest cultivation level among all the previous top performers in the Yangzhou Rookie Association.

This woman was born in the Wen family of Yuzhou, practiced and mastered the Shuiyue Jinghua Jue, and once used the late Qi refining stage to kill Miao Yunwei, who was at the peak of the foundation building stage.

Thinking of this, Ning Jinqiu also felt a little frightened.

He raised the corner of his mouth and asked: "I wonder what Friend Wen Dao wants?"

"My senior sister hasn't eaten enough Taishang Hongli yet. Let's wait until she has eaten enough before sparring, so she won't be injured so easily!" Wen Caiwei blinked at Yu Mingyue, then turned to look at Ning Jinqiu, "Ning

Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

Yu Mingyue understood this in her heart, and in this way, there was no need for the insects to show up at the end of the Hongli meeting.

She was vaguely worried that the insects would cause the monks to panic and most of them would be killed in the chaos, so it would not happen.

After all, if the Gu insect is killed, it will directly affect her cultivation speed.

Yu Mingyue responded simply: "What Junior Sister Caiwei said is very much what I want! I wonder if my fellow Taoist would rather wait for an hour and a half?"

Wen Caiwei said in a coquettish voice: "Senior Sister Chu has agreed to spar with you! Just wait for a while, it's not too late to spar after Senior Sister has eaten enough! If you are worried that Senior Sister Chu will become too weak after eating too much Hongli

It’s too strong, you should eat it too!”

Ning Jinqiu frowned, a little surprised by this suggestion.

During the Hongli Association, a Golden Core Stage monk could only use one or two, which was the limit that the meridians could bear.

Unless you are extremely talented and have extremely strong and wide meridians, Taishang Hongli will use it too much. If you cannot fully transform the surging spiritual energy in it, bursting the meridians will be an inevitable consequence.

I thought that Yu Mingyue had used one and it was almost enough. From their tone of voice, it seemed that they could take a few more?

Even if you can withstand the surging spiritual energy, how can the after-effects of Taishang Hongli be just a joke?

The monks from the Guiyi Sect are really good at putting on airs!


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