Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

really.

Chu Zheng's frown slowly relaxed. He noticed that Fu Quanliang's breathing rhythm was different and his heartbeat was turbid. It was obvious that there was something wrong with his body.

Relying on pills to practice is certainly a shortcut, but taking shortcuts will inevitably come with a price.

Chu Zheng himself had taken many pills, but the panel did not give any prompts.

Chu Zheng knew the reason very well. When he practiced Qi Refining, every time he circulated the heavens, it was a baptism for the physical body, which would expel a lot of impurities.

The erysipelas of the elixirs that have never entered the advanced level have little impact on him now and cannot be retained at all.

But Fu Quanliang's qualifications were really too low. After taking so many elixirs, even low-grade immortal bones would be enough to fill the spiritual spring.

But he only stepped into the ninth level of Nourishment Realm, and his meridians were even bruised by the power of the elixir.

"What's wrong?"

While Fu Quanliang was wondering, a stream of heat surged out from Chu Zheng's palm and poured into his body.

In an instant, his muscles and bones seemed to be a few ounces lighter, his breathing was indescribably smooth, and the dull pain coming from nowhere in his body also dissipated completely.

"When taking the elixir, pay attention to the scale. If you feel uncomfortable, come to me at any time."

Chu Zheng took back his hand. Fortunately, as long as he had a chance to make amends, it wouldn't be a problem.

"Thank you."

Fu Quanliang's eyes were a little complicated, and he seemed to never be able to see the end of Chu Zheng's secrets.

Just like he has never been able to understand Chu Zheng's thoughts.

Watching Fu Quan Liang go away, Chu Zheng turned around and glanced at the pile of waste elixirs, his brows gradually furrowed.

He also needs elixirs to replenish his body, but the repair of first-level elixirs can only rely on five opportunities that are refreshed every day, and the efficiency is too slow.

The level up of the restorer is imminent.

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When the Phantom Sect was preparing for war, it also sent countless disciples to the countries it ruled to carefully search for fairy seedlings.

Once a war breaks out, the sect's disciples will surely suffer a large number of casualties, and it will be difficult to have such peaceful days again. They must start to reserve fresh blood as soon as possible.

In this way, after ten or even a hundred years, everyone in the sect will have people to fight with, and the family will not be wiped out.

The actions of the Yeguang Pavilion were the same as those of the Phantom Sect. They both sent out hundreds of disciples and began to compete for the reserve of fairy seedlings.

As these disciples dispersed, the news of the Immortal Sect's war spread to hundreds of countries at an alarming speed, calming the stagnant waters for thousands of years and arousing great turmoil.

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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the war is approaching.

Phantom Sect, main peak hall.

Song Lingqing stepped here alone again, holding a jade plate in her hands.

Inside the plate is a jade tablet symbolizing the identity of the true successor of the Phantom Spirit Sect.

Apart from her, there was only one middle-aged man wearing a blue gown left in the hall, the Supreme Prince of the Phantom Sect, Han Yuanqing.

At the same time, he is also the pillar of the Han family.

"Master."

Song Lingqing bowed.

"Lingqing, don't blame me for being my master."

Han Yuanqing's eyes were complicated and he sighed softly.

"Lingqing's immortality is shallow and her inability to pass the Ten Thousand Sects' Hidden Dragon Competition is my own fate and has nothing to do with the sect or my master."

Song Lingqing's voice was calm, and her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

"You don't have to worry, your treatment from now on will not be any worse than that of the inner disciples."

Han Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "My Han family has many young talents. You can choose anyone to be your Taoist companion in the future, including middle-grade immortal bones. You can choose whatever you choose. My Han family will protect you for the rest of your life."

"I want to ask Master a question."

Hearing this, Song Lingqing slowly raised her head, looked directly at Han Yuanqing, and said word by word: "On the day I entered the sect, was it really me who triggered the Immortal Stone?"

"How could you have such inexplicable thoughts? If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"

Han Yuanqing narrowed his eyes, and the look in his eyes was dark and unclear: "Did someone tell you something?"

Song Lingqing shook her head: "This disciple only feels that his talent is dull. If I hadn't held Master Qin back that day, he wouldn't have been so seriously injured."

"You were still young when you entered Taoism. It is not easy to achieve the cultivation level of Lingquan Realm. There is no need to blame yourself."

Han Yuanqing put away the complicated look in his eyes, and his voice returned to calmness:

"You don't have to participate in this battle. Go back and cultivate yourself. I see that you rode a third-level Pegasus when you came here. Go to the Spiritual Beast Park to exchange for a second-level spiritual beast. This Pegasus can be used by other disciples. Maybe you can save some brothers. Life."

"yes."

Song Lingqing said no more, bowed and handed the jade plate in her hand to Han Yuanqing's hand:

"Supreme Elder, this disciple is resigning."

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Spiritual beast garden.

These days, the Spirit Beast Garden has also been very busy, making preparations to prepare a large amount of rations for the spirit beasts to provide supplies for the spirit beasts to recover after the war.

However, Chu Zheng was as always, he could complete the tasks assigned to him in less than half an hour, and the time he saved was spent on practicing.

In the early morning, the sun rises.

Chu Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged under the hut, slowly opened his eyes and added all the refreshed repair times to the Ning Kong Bracelet.

The next moment, two pieces of information poured into his mind one after another.

[Your experience has increased, and your restoration skills have made further progress. Now you are a second-level restorer. 】

[Second-level Restorer: In the first level, there are no secrets left in your eyes. Only things related to the second level and above can stump you. 】

The second-level restorer is done.

Chu Zheng's heart moved, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Before he could try to repair the first-order elixir, a familiar figure came from a distance, led by Tong Jinshan.

"The Supreme Being told me that I don't have to participate in this battle. He asked me to return the Pegasus and rest in seclusion to recover from my injuries."

"My current identity is that of an inner disciple."

Song Lingqing walked slowly to Chu Zheng, spoke in a low voice, then pursed her lips and added:

"I took the initiative to give up the position of true successor."

Chu Zheng didn't speak, but turned his head and glanced.

Tong Jinshan has been very busy these days, and this time he left without even saying hello, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The change in attitude is somewhat obvious.

Chu Zheng looked at Song Lingqing and slowly reached out his hand.

[Song Lingqing (Level 1): The true inheritance of the Phantom Sect, a middle-grade immortal bone. The meridians were severely damaged. The immortal bone suffered two heavy blows and was forcibly broken. It can be repaired. 】

Sure enough... no matter how serious the injury was, it was only of the first level.

A flash of enlightenment flashed through Chu Zheng's mind, and he began to make plans for the next step.

"What did you do?"

Song Lingqing took a step back in shock, with a puzzled look on her face.

"I don't show mercy to anyone. If you don't want the spirit stone, I can only make up for it through other methods."

Chu Zheng said in a deep voice: "I have a way to help you repair your immortal bones."

"After I help you repair the immortal bones, I will leave the Phantom Sect. You can take care of the rest by yourself."

He saw Song Lingqing's situation clearly, and if he didn't help before, it was beyond his power.

Now that he has been promoted to the second level, he has a lot of waste elixirs in hand, and the Ning Kong Bracelet is about to be repaired, the worst he can do is to change places and start from scratch.

It was a capital crime to secretly pass on the secret code of the Phantom Spirit Sect, but Song Lingqing still gave it to him. This was a very heavy favor.