The second disease also needs to cultivate immortality

Xie Yun watched all this speechlessly.

That 'Oiran' had originally recommended Ghost Xiu for him, but at this time the two were fighting hard.Taking advantage of the gap, Xie Yun released Xinglou and the others from the space of the ring. He didn't intend to let Wu Jiu come out, but Wu Jiu insisted on watching him refine his spiritual root, Xie Yun had no choice but to let Wu Jiu come out. he comes out.

In an instant, a small group of people suddenly appeared beside the originally clean lake.

The young man who was fighting with Hua Muxi saw so many people rushing out of the store, he was taken aback, and said angrily, "Hua Muxi, why did you bring someone here again?"

Hua Muxi rolled up the red silk, and blocked the water dragon he was calling, and said with air, "Didn't you always want that Bixiu Dan to reshape your body, I brought you Bixiu Pill now! Li, don't be ignorant of a good heart!"

"..." After hearing what he said, Bai Li stopped suddenly, a little unsure, "Is it true? Why do you have Bixiu Pill?! Bixiu Pill is only obtained after hundreds of years of tempering by a fourth-level demon cultivator. Some inner alchemy, you are not a demon cultivator."

Hua Muxi lifted his chin slightly, and motioned him to look in Xie Yun's direction, "Isn't there a fourth-level demon cultivator? Here, the one in the black robe is that."

He said, walked to the side of Xie Yun and his party, and said to Xinglou, "Your Excellency Xinglou, I have already introduced him to you. The next thing, you can talk to him. I don't want to talk to this stinky beggar again." Say something more."

"Humph."

The beggar boy's ears were sharp, and he could hear his complaints from a long distance, so he snorted coldly.

As he wears women's clothes every day and looks so 'coquettish', Bai Li thinks it is very reasonable for him to regard him as a woman.

Xinglou nodded slightly, took out a dark wooden box from his arms, and greeted the young man, "Your Excellency."

Bai Li flew up to them in an instant, his eyes fixed on the wooden box, he was a little excited, but suppressed it, and asked in a low voice, "This is Bixiu Dan?"

"Exactly." Xinglou opened the box.

The beads inside the box are round and jade-like, and they are shining with brilliance.

"That's right..." the young man murmured, "This is Bixiu Pill, I can feel the powerful demon power inside."

He raised his eyes to look at Xinglou, and was a little suspicious, "Your Excellency looks so young. He was at most thirty years old when he entered the golden core stage. His aptitude is not bad, so why did you come to me to temper your spiritual root?"

The young man's face was full of defense, fearing that this was a cover.

But Xinglou pulled Xie Yun closer and said, "It's not for me, it's for him."

"Oh." The young man looked at Xie Yun a few times, "You are young, but you are at the peak of foundation building, and your aptitude is pretty good."

"No." Xie Yun didn't know whether he should say that his cultivation was due to contract monsters rushing up, and said, "I am the root of five spirits."

"Five spirit roots?"

The young man seemed to have heard some big joke and thought he was bluffing himself, but after he questioned it, everyone's expressions darkened.Especially the man with silver hair and blue eyes, his aura cooled down when he heard his question.

Bai Li quickly shifted his gaze from the silver-haired man, looked more serious, and confirmed, "This is the only kid who wants to refine the spirit root, is there anyone else?"

"..." Xie Yun looked at the young man's face and felt that he was at most one or two years older than him, so he couldn't help but said, "You are not much older than me."

"Ah--"

The young man sneered, but said, "Don't judge people by their looks. I have been dead for hundreds of years. Calling you a baby is not wronging you."

"..."

Xie Yun suddenly thought that he was a ghost cultivator, and hearing his words was a little creepy.

Take a closer look, the young man's complexion is extremely pale, so pale to the point of translucence, like a figure walking out of a painting, not like a real person.

The young man turned to the Xinglou and said, "Your Excellency, hand over Bixiu Pill first, and I will temper his spiritual root for him."

"Yes." Xinglou held the Pixiu Pill on his fingertips, and said slowly, "I know this Pill is extremely important to Your Excellency, it can help you reshape your body, but... this tempering of the spiritual root is also important to us. It is very important, and I hope that you will go all out."

As he spoke, with a flash of white light at his fingertips, he broke the Bixiu Pill in half and handed half to Bai Li.

"This half will be given to you first, and if Xie Yun is safe and sound, I will return the other half."

Bai Li took the half of the elixir and pondered, "You know whether it will be safe or not when tempering the spirit root, it depends entirely on him. If he is really in danger, there is nothing I can do about it."

"I know." Xinglou nodded, "But...you don't seem to be able to find anything other than my Bixiu Pill."

"..."

Bai Li was so depressed that he didn't say anything for a moment.

He really couldn't find it after searching for hundreds of years. The demon cultivators in the golden alchemy stage all regard their inner alchemy, that is, the bixiu alchemy as a treasure, and they don't need to temper their spiritual roots, so there is no need to refine their spiritual roots. No one would give Bixiu Dan to him.

Xinglou was certain that he had no other choice, since the other half of the elixir hadn't been obtained yet, he would definitely do everything he could to save Xie Yun's life.

Bai Li gritted his teeth, and finally looked firm, "Okay, I promise you."

Star Tower smiled.

Bai Li felt that the failure rate of this half was a bit high, but he had no other choice. He could only wave his hand in boredom, and call Xie Yun, "Little baby, follow up!" He had already flew to the bamboo building on the other side of the lake, Push open the door and walk in.

Xie Yun followed his footsteps, his arms tightened suddenly.

Wu Jiu held his wrist and said calmly, "I'll accompany you."