Under Ji Ningqiao's expression of confusion that he wanted to say but didn't dare to say, but he didn't dare to say it, but he felt that he was missing the opportunity but was not very good, Liang Yi took the initiative to condense Qinglian Benyuan into a large group and handed it to Ji Ningqiao to help her study various pill recipes.

Looking at Ji Ningqiao's lit eyes and an uncontrollable look of excitement, both Liang Yi and Feng Yuyou smiled knowingly.

This origin of the Qinglian is just a small task for Liang Yi, but for Ji Ningqiao, it is a gift that can allow her to find her own path.

After all, Liang Yi and Su Youyi may not have any feelings, but the power produced by innate divine objects equivalent to the ninth level of the Great Perfection is extremely precious. Ordinary monks may not see a kind of innate divine object in their lifetime, let alone obtain the power of innate divine objects.

After Ji Ningqiao was excited, he conceived various novel ideas for a while, and then he reluctantly put away the origin of the Qinglian.

"It made fellow Taoist laugh..."

Ji Ningqiao, who gradually calmed down, returned to her previous fearful appearance. When she recalled her excited appearance just now, Ji Ningqiao's pretty face couldn't help but blush.

But although he was still afraid of being alive, after this little episode just now, Ji Ningqiao got closer to Liang Yi.

"If Fellow Daoist Ji needs Qinglian Origin to study the one-sided side, neither I nor my junior sister will refuse." Liang Yi made a promise with a smile.

It is not only to repay Ji Ningqiao's kindness to save his junior sister, but also to make good friends with this Medicine Valley genius.

Whether in the game or now, the role of the nurse is unquestionable, let alone the top nurse in Medicine Valley.

After getting along with Ji Ningqiao, if you need any special elixir or suffer some special injuries, you don’t have to look for others to treat it. Just ask Ji Ningqiao for help.

Medicine Valley is based on medicine. At the beginning, it was just to cure diseases and save people, and to save the world with elixirs. Alchemy is not the main practice.

However, in the process of practicing medicine, with the continuous deepening of research on spiritual elixirs and spiritual medicines, I wanted to use various convenient elixirs to help more people, Yaogu developed into what is known to the world.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ji, I have some rare elixirs here, but they are all contaminated with the abyss. Can you still use it?"

Liang Yi suddenly remembered the large number of rare medicines he had obtained in the White Tiger ring before, and looked up at Ji Ningqiao.

"ah?"

After Ji Ningqiao touched Liang Yi's gaze, his body subconsciously contracted, but after hearing the large amount of spiritual medicines in Liang Yi's mouth, he was attracted to his whole mind.

Liang Yi waved his hand, and countless spiritual lights scattered from the storage ring, turning into a torrent around the three of them.

"this····"

Feng Yuyou, who was illuminated by the inspiration, widened his eyes and looked at the various rare elixirs surrounding him rotating like a storm in awe.

"Wuyu Spring Satin Grass, Green Flame Jade Butterfly Flowers, Heavenly Cicadas and Snake Fruits..."

Ji Ningqiao's eyes were straightened, and he whispered quickly, and he recited the rare and rare medicines in the torrent one by one.

But after just reading for a while, she gave up because there were too many, so many that she could not stand her eyesight.

"Where did you get this from?"

Feng Yuyou's face was shocked. She knew the rarity of these things better than the other two.

You should know that many rare elixirs here are hung on the secret information list of the small bamboo building, and countless monks have paid high prices to inquire about the information.

And there are more spiritual medicines here, and even the small bamboo building, don’t even know where it is.

Now Liang Yi took out so much in front of her at once, which really shocked Feng Yuyou.

"Kill the White Tiger Envoy, and the spoils you get from it."

Liang Yi shrugged and told him frankly.

"White Tiger Envoy? White Tiger Envoy of the Spirit-Devouring Sect!?"

Feng Yuyou said it after talking, then widened his eyes and realized that Liang Yi was talking about which white tiger manuscript was. He directly pressed Liang Yi's shoulder and asked loudly.

"What if it's the case? There are no other white tigers."

Liang Yi was startled by Feng Yuyou's reaction, wondering why this person suddenly became so excited.

"That's the peak monk at the eighth level... No, it should be the Great Perfection now, right? Have you killed a Great Perfection monk at the eighth level?"

Feng Yuyou was a little confused by Liang Yi's plain reaction.

"The eighth realm of great perfection!?"

Even Ji Ningqiao, who was happy and immersed in countless torrents of spiritual medicines with a happy face, was startled by Feng Yuyou's words, turned his head in disbelief and looked at Liang Yi, as if he was looking at some monster.

She had just touched the edge of the seventh realm, and the man in front of her could actually kill the eighth realm Great Perfection Cultivator.

Ji Ningqiao was also called a genius since she was a child. With her age, she has reached the level of perfection in the sixth realm, which is enough to crush 90% of the geniuses in the world.

But compared with people like Liang Yi, Ji Ningqiao felt that she was as mediocre as a mortal.

Feng Yuyou kept looking at Liangyi carefully. The news really made her feel unacceptable.

Since the entire sect joined the war, Xiaozhulou has directed the main direction of intelligence collection to those monks in the abyss.

As the White Tiger, who is the White Tiger, is a leader even among the eighth-level monks. Such a person is naturally focused on by the small bamboo building.

The White Tiger made him extremely active on the battlefield since he defected to the abyss with the Spirit-Devouring Sect. Because he was following the path of killing, his entry was even more rapid and he was even stronger than last time he appeared on the battlefield.

Originally, Xuanji had prepared measures to deal with the White Tiger Envoy and the corresponding monks, but he didn't expect that he would disappear by himself before they could take action.

The last time the White Tiger Envoy made a move was half a year ago. After that move, the White Tiger Envoy's realm had reached the peak of the eighth level.

Since then, there has never been a white tiger envoy on the battlefield.

Their small bamboo building speculated that the White Tiger was probably going back to retreat and preparing to attack the ninth realm. When they appeared on the battlefield next time, they would probably be a ninth realm monk.

But unexpectedly, when I heard the news about the White Tiger Envoy again, it turned out from Liang Yi's mouth, and he also said that the White Tiger Envoy had fallen in his hands.

"Really?"

Feng Yuyou's tone was a little dry. Although he asked this, he had already believed what Liang Yi said.

But it is because of belief that I feel even more absurd and unbelievable in my heart.

Since the path of immortality has been re-borrowed, the seventh level is no longer the end of practice, and the eighth level cultivators have emerged one after another, not without the eighth level cultivators.

But most of these monks fell in the hands of monks of the same realm. It has never been said that there are monks in the seventh realm who can defeat the eighth realm.

Even in the unpredictable and surging battlefield, none of the eighth-level cultivators were caused by the seventh-level cultivators, and even those who were injured by the seventh-level cultivators did not exist.

At present, the most brilliant record should be Ke Mengzhan from Jianchi. With his cultivation level in the early stage of the seventh realm, he drew a cultivator in the early stage of the eighth realm, making him famous all over the world!

But the White Tiger is no better than the early stage cultivator of the eighth level, which is the peak of the eighth level or even the Great Perfection!

Although there is no definite public opinion, everyone knows in their hearts that Zong Liangyi may be the most infamous genius in history, no doubt about it.

But now what Liang Yi said has directly refreshed the upper limit of the genius in Fengyuyou's mind, and it has directly reached the limitless one.

"Is this a genius? Is this a monster? What else can I practice..."

Feng Yuyou was seriously hit and almost hugged Ji Ningqiao and cried.

"I didn't kill it..."

Liang Yi saw that Feng Yuyou seemed to have a serious misunderstanding, so he waved his hand and explained,

"I'll just say... Even if you are not able to use your early seventh level to make a cultivator with the eighth level of Great Perfection fall. Is it the exiled immortal who took action?"

Feng Yuyou was waiting for Liang Yi's words, and I felt relieved. That's right.

"No, the situation was a bit special at that time. In order to prevent the White Tiger Envoy from escaping, we specially set up a trap and introduced the White Tiger Envoy into a strange space, where there was no way to ask the master for help."

Liang Yi shook his head and said casually.

"you?"

Feng Yuyou keenly noticed the keywords in Liangyi's words.

"Yes, did Fellow Daoist Ji not ask my junior sister how the injuries in her body came about?"

Liang Yi was a little confused. Ji Ningqiao had healed his junior sister for half a month. Had he not heard her talk about this?

"No... All I have always cared about is Sister Su's injury, and I don't care much about everything else..."

Ji Ningqiao shrank his neck and replied in a weak tone.

"Can it be you and Fellow Daoist Su?"

Feng Yuyou is still a little unbelievable. Even Liang Yi and Su Youyi, two peerless geniuses, shouldn't take action, right?

"Of course not. In addition to my junior sister and I, there are Yuebai, the young master of the demon clan, and another fellow Taoist. The five of us worked together to kill Baihu while he was killed by the murderous intent in his body."

Liang Yi shook his head calmly and briefly told the two of them in front of him about the situation.

“That’s really unimaginable…”

Feng Yuyou struggled for a long time and could only be described as unimaginable, because she really couldn't imagine how strong the cultivator in the seventh realm could be able to kill the invincible White Tiger envoy on the battlefield.

However, this also solved Feng Yuyou's confusion. She originally wondered why Su Youyi was so seriously injured with her strength. Now that she learned that she was fighting with the eighth level monk, Feng Yuyou felt that the price was quite low.

"There are some luck on the front line of life and death, otherwise I wouldn't have let my junior sister suffer such serious injuries."

Liang Yi sighed softly. Without the existence of the Blood Spirit, he had actually died once.

"Then this little guy...is it really a white tiger?"

Feng Yuyou seemed to remember something, and suddenly lowered his head and pointed to the white tiger squatting at Liang Yi's feet.

Before, she noticed that the white tiger beside Liang Yi was a little magical, but she couldn't see through the details. Now she had an idea in her mind.

Ji Ningqiao also looked at the cute little beast at Liang Yi's feet curiously. When she was a child, she was extremely afraid that she would not dare to communicate with others, so her master and grandfather asked her to raise some pets to relieve her boredom.
To be continued...