"Wait! What are you doing?"
Feng Wuxie couldn't help but ask Di Qianxie finally.
Emperor Qianxie lazily replied: "The meeting ceremony."
Feng Wuxie's mouth twitched...
Dare to love him, not only is he handsome, he has a high cultivation base, and he is even wide enough to shoot! She looked curiously at the luxuriant eyes that filled the room, and swallowed silently.
She has always been very determined, especially in front of beautiful men.
But now, she was really startled by Emperor Qianxie.
She was so poor that she was so skinny and hurt that her heart hurts... He came to give a gift, and he picked up the things she needed to make a shot!
Di Qianxie glanced at her lightly and thought about her carefully. Although his face was still cold, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he introduced in the most casual tone:
"These are some of the secrets of soul repair that you can use, daily utensils, and fifty bottles of pills—heart-protecting pills, blood-stasis pills, tonic pills, soul-cultivating pills, and thunder-cleaning pills. They are all top grades. Ten bottles each, Heart Protection Pill and Blood Stasis Pill can restore your injured bloodline. Tonic Pills and Soul Nourishing Pills are used to repair spiritual power and soul power. You are hit by thunder attribute, so you need to clear thunder. Dan Lai expels the thunder power remaining in your body, otherwise even if your body temporarily recovers, the remaining thunder power will be an obstacle to your soul power cultivation in the future."
"So much medicine, do I need to take it?" Feng Wuxie frowned.
"Just take one capsule each, as I said, this is a high-grade pill, not a low-grade one." Di Qianxie looked at Feng Wuxie like an idiot.
Feng Wuxie saw the look in his eyes, but didn't care. She was a waste material with sealed soul power when she first arrived. To a person like Di Qianxie with a profound and terrifying cultivation, she was indeed an idiot.
While she was staring curiously at the luxuriant objects on the ground, she suddenly heard the sound of the crow killing in the space:
"Wuxie, the origin of this Emperor Qianxie is not simple. Even I can't measure his spirit power level. Since he has given you so many things, you might as well ask him if there is a way to refine the pill for breaking the seal. ?"
After the reminder of Crow Killing, Feng Wuxie pondered inwardly:
correct! If she hadn't broken the seal and couldn't unlock the soul power seal in her body, she wouldn't be able to cultivate even if she had a bunch of soul cultivation secrets!
Thinking of this, she directly asked Di Qianxie:
"I don't know if you have a Pill to Break the Seal?"
Di Qianxie raised his brows, and looked at Feng Wuxie with a fox-like look:
"What? You want it?"
With that said, before Feng Wuxie could react, he provoked Feng Wuxie's wrist, tapped two fingers on it, and then frowned:
"You really have a seal in your body, and this seal is not solvable by external forces. You must control the sky fire by yourself, and refine the Pill for Breaking Seal that is consistent with your own soul power attributes, before you can crack it—who applied it to your body? This kind of seal?"
"It's not clear who sealed me."
Feng Wuxie shook his head and asked:
"In other words, even if you have a ready-made pill for breaking the seal, it will not be valid for my seal?"
"That's right. All of my pills are from other pharmacists. But the spiritual power and soul power in the human body complement each other. When the soul power is sealed, you need to rely on your own spiritual power to crack it, so this breaks the seal, You must refining it yourself successfully."
Feng Wuxie understood, she nodded: "Alright, then I will do it myself."
Di Qianxie's eyes were indifferent and lazy, but his tone seemed a little expectant:
"Whether you can become a pharmacist, but it depends on your talents. With so many difficulties, can you really do it?"
Feng Wuxie glanced at him coldly, and proudly uttered three words: "Wait and see!"
The corner of Di Qianxie's mouth evokes a smile, and it is rare that there is no ridicule, but it can be called a little petting:
"Well, I have collected a lot of top-level cheats for refining medicine. Anyway, I am not a pharmacist. It is useless to keep them. I will throw them all at you. If you learn by yourself, I will wait and see!"
"When you first met, are you sure you want to give me so many things? Aren't you afraid this is a loss-making business?"
Feng Wuxie's eyes were slightly narrowed, and there seemed to be a sly light flashing in his eyes.
With a flick of his finger, Emperor Qianxie threw several books of refining medicine from the Qiankun bag like a waste product:
"Helping my future daughter-in-law, I am happy!"
"..." Feng Wuxie's mouth twitched, "You filled my room."
"What are you afraid of? The Qiankun Bag will also be given to you, which can hold everything."
Di Qianxie flicked his fingers again, and threw the Qiankun bag into Feng Wuxie's hands like a waste product.
Seeing the house full of treasure chests, Lingluo, and cheat books, so piled that there was no place to stay, Feng Wuxie was speechless again.
She stared at Di Qianxie and asked coldly: "Since you have already planned to give me this magical Qiankun bag, why did you take all these things out of the bag and pile up my house? !"
Emperor Qianxie smiled gracefully, arrogantly and playfully, like a joking Shura in the world, with a single word, full of evil charm:
"Because this leader-likes ostentation."
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I'm going!
Do you like to talk about pomp? ! Want me to clean up this mess of the house
Feng Wuxie's heart rang countless "fuck"!
Emperor Qianxie raised a sleeve of wind in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, all the treasures in the room had been returned to the Qiankun bag:
"In this way, you can carry it anytime, anywhere."
Feng Wuxie squeezed the Universe Bag in his hand, which is really strange!
So many things are stored in this little bag, and the bag is as light as nothing!
Feng Wuxie hesitated, did he really want to accept Di Qianxie's kindness? Isn't it too expensive
Di Qianxie seems to have seen her thoughts: "The meeting gift that this leader rewards you has to accept if you receive it, or if you don't. This is a matter of my face."
After Emperor Qianxie taught Feng Wuxie how to use the Qiankun bag, he left altogether.
Before his back disappeared, he turned around and tilted his head towards Feng Wuxie and smiled. His eyes were clearly still frozen for thousands of years, but his smile was presumptuous and dazzling—
"Heh, there is still a lot to be grateful for in the future. You don't have to pay back, and you can keep it slowly until the day you promised me!"
His lofty posture is like a king with a winning ticket.
(End of this chapter)