At this time, above the lake, Su Xi and others who rushed back were also surprised after hearing Bai Bing's words.
Chen Xi also said: "This Wushuang girl is indeed good. She has high cultivation and is a seventh-grade senior alchemist. It would be great if she could join our sect and be with Ye Lang."
"Yes, she has met us three times. What is this if not fate?"
Bai Bing also smiled and said: "It seems that everyone agrees, which is a good thing. At least, we all agree, which is half the battle."
Lin Wan'er, who was on the side, felt slightly disappointed. She could feel that although she was good-looking, Ye Lang didn't seem to have any feelings for her.
And now, when she saw that Ye Lang's senior sisters all agreed to Mo Wushuang's joining, she felt extremely envious in her heart.
After all, who wouldn’t like such an outstanding man as Ye Lang?
"Then, if we send the spiritual grass down now, will it disturb them? What if they are doing something shameful?"
After thinking about it for a while, Ling Xuefei frowned and said.
Bai Bing smiled and said: "So, let's wait for you here. Give all your spiritual herbs to one person, and then take them down to Ye Lang first. In this case, you only need to disturb us once."
"Okay, then let's go to Xuefei!"
Susie smiled and said.
Pang Ruoxue nodded: "Yes, let's all give the spiritual grass to Xuefei. Xuefei, just go down and give the spiritual grass to Ye Lang."
Ling Xuefei could only nod her head and agreed.
Soon, she jumped in alone and came to the cave.
"Ye Lang, I met Su Xi and the others. They all gave me the spiritual herbs. Just let me bring them down to you."
After Ling Xuefei came out of the water, she looked at Mo Wushuang who was practicing, then took out all the spiritual herbs and handed them to Ye Lang.
"Oh well!"
Ye Lang's expression was slightly weird. Since everyone was up there, the others still didn't come down. This made him a little confused as to what these women were thinking.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xuefei came to Ye Lang, then put her mouth to his ear, and said softly: "We all agree, we all support you, create time for you to be alone together, don't miss it.
Here’s a chance.”
Ye Lang was completely speechless. Unexpectedly, Ling Xuefei and others had already discussed everything before he even expressed his position. No wonder Ling Xuefei was the only one to come down to deliver the spiritual herbs.
"Okay, I'm leaving first to look for spiritual herbs. You can make alchemy here."
Ling Xuefei smiled and left quickly.
After the other party left, Ye Lang still stayed together in a daze, and finally couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Although he felt that Mo Wushuang was indeed good, he still didn't know if the other party had that intention. However, Qiu Yunyun and the others actually discussed it with each other, and even said they agreed and asked him to go for it?
I have to say that he also feels that his group of women are indeed becoming more and more cuter.
He couldn't help but glance at Mo Wushuang secretly. He didn't expect that this woman looked so beautiful from the side.
After watching for a while, he took out the eighth-grade intermediate materials and prepared to continue making alchemy.
For Ye Lang, it is indeed very important whether he can refine the eighth-grade intermediate elixir now, because after reaching the seventh-grade saint, the effect of the eighth-grade low-level elixir will be weakened a lot.
For example, someone like Mo Wushuang, who has stayed in the eighth-level saint cultivation for a long time, can only break through to the ninth-level saint by taking an eighth-level elixir. If he wants to attack the emperor, that is basically
Impossible.
As for the leader of the Tianlong Sect that Ye Lang has offended now, he is a fourth-grade emperor. Let alone such a person, even if the elders of their sect come to him, Ye Lang is no match for him now.
However, if he could break through to the ninth-level saint or the first-level emperor as soon as possible, he would at least have some ability to protect himself. Otherwise, if he meets a strong person in the imperial realm, he may not even have much strength to resist.
Thinking of this, Ye Lang suddenly felt a huge pressure and did not dare to continue thinking about his children's personal affairs.
It is a pity that it is not easy to refine these eighth-grade intermediate elixirs. Ye Lang failed several times, which made him feel that these materials were wasted, and he felt very painful in his heart.
.
However, Ye Lang also discovered that after failing so many times, he still made great progress.
After resting for a while, he refined it three more times at night. Although he still failed, he also saw hope in his heart.
The next morning, Mo Wushuang stood up excitedly and couldn't help but clenched his fists: "Ye Lang, not only did I break through to the ninth level saint, but I am now at the middle stage of the ninth level saint! Wait until I reach the realm.
After it becomes stable, you can hit the first level of the Emperor next time."
"By the way, you don't have to go through the thunder tribulation to attack the first-grade emperor, right?"
After Ye Lang thought for a while, he couldn't help but ask Mo Wushuang,
Mo Wushuang said directly: "No need, don't you know? Only when you break through to a saint, you will experience thunder tribulation. However, it seems that when you break through to a false immortal or a true immortal, you need to experience thunder tribulation."
"Do you know fake immortals and real immortals? Do you know this cultivation level?"
Ye Lang was shocked when he heard this, because it was also mentioned in the skills he obtained.
However, there is no cultivation method in it, and I don’t know if it is real or how to break through to become a pseudo-immortal.
Now that Ye Lang heard Mo Wushuang mention this matter again, he was naturally very excited, but thinking about it, Mo Wushuang grew up in this superior world and even reached the level of a ninth-grade saint. For
If someone like her doesn't know about fake immortals or real immortals, then it's really unreasonable.
Mo Wushuang smiled and said: "You don't even know this, do you? Of course I know it. However, I don't know why. In this world, the highest cultivation level is the ninth level of the emperor. As for the fake
There is no immortal cultivation level."
"No way, you all know how to break through, why are there none?"
After hearing this, Ye Lang frowned. Why is there such a legend, but there is not even a false immortal in the upper world?
Mo Wushuang smiled bitterly and said: "We don't know about this either. Legend has it that our world is suffering from a curse. No one with ninth-grade emperor cultivation can break through to the level of a pseudo-immortal. When he breaks through,
They were all struck to death by lightning."
"They were all hacked to death? No one succeeded?"
Ye Lang was completely speechless. No matter how low the odds were, it wouldn't mean that none of them would succeed, right?
