Reborn before the murdered wife preached

Under the guidance of Taoist Qian Qing, Feng Xuanxuan successfully refined all the primary elixirs. Even the elixirs that could only be refined in the middle stage of foundation building were refined with the help of the spirit gathering array and the continuous replenishment of spiritual power!

And all the elixirs that were refined, just like the ones that Feng Xuanxuan refined in the Yaofeng Courtyard, were elixirs that were almost mid-grade elixirs!

Taoist Qian Qing was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling when he saw Feng Xuanxuan's high talent in alchemy!

It was also at this time that the disciple of Jianfeng came to pick up Feng Xuanxuan to Jianfeng.

"I've been ordered to come and pick up Junior Sister Feng to Jianfeng." The Jianfeng disciple respectfully saluted Taoist Qian Qing and said.

Taoist Qian Qing nodded and said to Feng Xuanxuan, "Go, disciple."

Suddenly, Daoist Qian Qing thought of something. After all, they were going out for training. Although they wouldn't go to a dangerous place with Ling Yun, what if something happened? !

He just happened to get it back these two days. He asked the elder of Qifeng to refine a set of robes for him that can be worn by those in the Foundation Establishment stage and can defend against the fatal attacks of Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Disciple, this robe is for you. When you go out, you can't just wear the robe of a Qingyun Sect disciple every day." Taoist Qian Qing used magic to send the robe to Feng Xuanxuan.

Feng Xuanxuan took it with both hands. The outfit was a light lake green peony pattern, very suitable for going out.

"Thank you, Master."

Feng Xuanxuan put away her robes and respectfully thanked her master Qian Qingdaojun.

After saying goodbye to Taoist Qian Qing, Feng Xuanxuan took Linghu and the disciples of Jianfeng on the flying magic weapon and flew to Jianfeng.

Along the way, Feng Xuanxuan still admired the scenery of Qingyun Sect from afar with curiosity.

After coming to Qingyun Sect for a few months, she had only been to the Medicine Peak where her master was, the Weapon Peak where Senior Sister Yinluo was, and the Front Peak where she lived when she first joined.

As for the other peaks, she has not been there yet!

Now she was going to Jianfeng. If Senior Sister Yinluo knew about this, she would definitely clamor for her to follow.

When she thought of Senior Sister Yin Luo, she remembered that she went to Qifeng to visit Senior Sister Yin Luo yesterday. She didn't expect that she was still in seclusion practicing, so she had to give up.

"We're here!" Jianfeng's disciple looked at Jianfeng who was so close in front of him, his eyes lit up, and the flying magic weapon fell quickly towards Jianfeng.

Feng Xuanxuan grasped the edge of the flying magic weapon, hugged the furry body of the spirit fox tightly, and watched Jianfeng's disciple fly the flying magic weapon straight down!

"Ah!!!" Feng Xuanxuan screamed in fright.

The Jianfeng disciples then realized that the person on his flying magic weapon was not their Jianfeng disciple. If they rushed forward like this, they would probably complain to Zhenjun!

The Jianfeng disciple immediately slowed down his descent speed, and finally stopped steadily on the square where the Jianfeng disciples were practicing.

"Junior sister, please." Jianfeng disciple tried to smile, wanting to avoid the impulse just now.

Feng Xuanxuan barely lifted her slightly weak legs, held onto the edge of the flying magic weapon, hugged the fox tightly and walked down.

“Thank…many…brother…” After Feng Xuanxuan stood firmly, she bowed and expressed her gratitude.

Jianfeng disciple looked at Feng Xuanxuan embarrassedly, and pointed at Lingyun and several Yuanying Zhenjun who were waiting for her not far away and said, "No need to be so polite, the Zhenjun is waiting for you in front, do you want me to take you there?"

Feng Xuanxuan looked at Ling Yun who was waving happily at her not far away and refused.

Because she felt that she didn't need to go over there, after Ling Yun saw her, he ran straight towards her!

"Junior Sister Feng, you're here!" Ling Yun said happily as he looked at Feng Xuanxuan, and at the same time took the fox from her arms and smoothed out its hair that was messed up by Feng Xuanxuan.

"Master Lingyun!" Feng Xuanxuan saluted Lingyun respectfully.

"Don't be so formal. Calling you 'Master' makes me look old. I'm older than you, so just call me Senior Sister!" Ling Yun said happily while hugging the fox and touching its smooth fur.

She also went to the place where spirit pets were sold several times, but she just didn't like them as much as she did when she saw the spirit fox! So she decided to spend more time with Junior Sister Feng so that she could occasionally look after the spirit fox for her.

"Senior Sister Lingyun!" Feng Xuanxuan glanced at the several Yuanying Zhenjuns out of the corner of her eyes. Seeing that they had no objection, she called out in agreement with Lingyun's decision.

"Yes! Junior Sister Feng." Ling Yun agreed with a smile.

Just then, a tall figure came from a distance and stopped beside Ling Yun who was standing in front of Feng Xuanxuan.

Feng Xuanxuan immediately noticed that this cultivator, whom she had never seen before, was wearing the robes of Yuanying Zhenjun!

"True Lord!" Feng Xuanxuan respectfully saluted the Yuanying True Lord.

"Yeah." The visitor simply responded, then smiled at Ling Yun beside him and said, "When you go out this time, you must also pay attention to safety and don't be too willful, understand?"

"I got it, brother! You say this every time. When have I ever been too much? I am a very reasonable person!" Ling Yun frowned and looked at his brother Ling Chen, the cultivator that Feng Xuanxuan met for the first time.

Feng Xuanxuan was a little surprised when she heard Ling Yun's address. Is this person also the grandson of Ling Xiao Jian Zun? Unlike Ling Yun who cannot practice cultivation, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

No wonder she felt that there was a similarity between their features.

After Ling Chen had given him all the instructions he could think of, he let Ling Yun leave Qingyun Sect.

Walking down the mountain to the nearest market, there were only Feng Xuanxuan and Lingyun who was playing with her fox spirit. The other Nascent Soul cultivators hid around them to protect them.

"Senior Sister Lingyun, are we going to continue our training on foot?" Feng Xuanxuan looked at the sky. It was getting late. If they kept walking like this, they might not reach the market at the foot of Qingyun Sect's mountain until dark.

"Of course that can't be the case! We can only take things one step at a time now, and when we see a carriage passing by going down the mountain, we can just take a ride." Ling Yun answered in a relaxed tone, as if this was not a big problem.

You know, not every disciple has a flying weapon. For those ordinary disciples, they either have to rely on their own feet to walk down the mountain step by step, or spend money to buy a carriage as a temporary means of transportation, so that they can run errands and do some things when needed.

This situation is quite common in the cultivation world, and Ling Yun is naturally well aware of it. That's why she made this suggestion so calmly, because according to her past experience, the chances of success are quite high.

If you can't find it before dark, just take out the flying magic weapon.

What about experience? It means experiencing various things little by little, such as walking down a mountain.

Walking with Ling Yun, Feng Xuanxuan looked at her with a little surprise. You know, she is now a foundation-building cultivator, and she will not feel tired even if she walks for several days.

But Ling Yun is just a mortal, and a mortal who cannot practice at all. How can he walk for such a long time without getting out of breath or having any pain in his legs?

Still holding the not-too-light fox spirit?

Is she really unable to practice? Has she no cultivation ability?

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