Meng Baique is the root of fire. The most rare thing is that she is not an ordinary pharmacist who follows the script, and will change the medicine pill formula according to the situation of the monk.

Meng Baique didn't expect that besides Ying Baiye, there was a second monk she didn't know.

Clothes in black, wearing a mask, with a sword hilt exposed from his cuffs, he seems to be a sword cultivator.

The most important thing is that Meng Baique can't see through the other party's cultivation base... Judging from the other party's completely introverted momentum, 80% of them are above the foundation stage.

Meng Baique frowned slightly: There are only more than 130 Nascent Soul cultivators registered in Feiyincheng, how come they can be seen everywhere during this time?

Meng Baique looked at Xie Yun: "This is..."

Ying Baiye: "A friend who helps."

Meng Baique: "It was not said at the time that other people would be involved."

Ying Baiye just smiled: "Really? I don't remember."

Meng Baique pursed her lips.

She is highly respected because of her status as an alchemist, but in the final analysis, she is only in the golden elixir stage. In front of the Nascent Soul cultivator, she is not even an ant.

The Nascent Soul was a watershed. Most of the monks were trapped in the foundation-building stage all their lives. The remaining few were successfully promoted to the Nascent Soul, and some died under the thunder calamity.

What if she's not happy? Could it be hard to come with two Nascent Soul cultivators? Just looking for death.

Meng Baique endured and walked to Mo Xiu's side.

Xie Yun didn't intend to provoke a pharmacist, and took the initiative to explain: "It just happened to be here, I won't say anything."

Meng Baique raised the corners of his mouth.

Mo Xiu heard Meng Baique's voice and grabbed Meng Baique's clothes tightly.

Meng Baique patted the back of Mo Xiu's hand: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Mo Xiu leaned on Meng Baique's calf, his expression calmed down.

Ying Baiye: "Fellow Daoist, I brought the people, what do I want?"

Meng Baique threw out a crystal bottle: "A fourth-grade elixir, a mature blue-and-white cypress. This blue-and-white cymbidium is something in my private library. Even if you show it to others, it will not attract the attention of Huichunmen. ."

The transparent bottle is six inches high, with a complete elixir soaked in it.

The fourth-grade elixir, blue and white cypress, calms the soul and calms the mind, and has the miraculous effect of moisturizing the Nascent Soul. Although the grade is not high, it is very rare. It is a hard-to-find good thing for a cultivator who has just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage.

The world of comprehension divides spirit medicines and finished medicinal pills into nine grades, and the nine grades are capped, approaching the immortal level. And the real fairy-level spirit grass is hard to find.

The fourth-grade Huahui is the main medicine of more than ten fourth-grade medicinal herbs. Qinghuahui can also be taken directly, without mentioning the efficacy, just the spiritual energy in the elixir is enough for Nascent Soul cultivators to save for decades.

When Xie Yun saw the elixir, he thought of his own Marrow Washing Immortal Grass.

The spirits of the immortal-level and the cultivation world are very different. The root-washing immortal grass is only the lowest immortal grass. It took Xie’s family to raise the spirit gathering array for more than 20 years before the root system was stimulated, and he enjoyed more than ten times in Xie Yun’s body. Years of flesh and blood and spiritual power were only able to mature with the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth during the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation.

Xie Yun felt a little regretful in his heart.

Ying Baiye took the crystal bottle, lifted the lid and smelled it. The bitter taste was wrapped in spiritual energy. There was no doubt that it was genuine: "Then I'm welcome."

Xie Yun stretched his waist: "What are you going to do with this demon cultivator? Feiyincheng has started martial law, and no one can hide in it."

Meng Baique lowered her head, and the magic cultivator leaned on her calf meekly. She was already asleep, and her eyes softened: "I have no other plans for now. This place is very safe. I lived here for a while, and there are no spirit beasts here. The wild elixir has been destroyed, and no one has come here."

Xie Yun was about to answer when Mo Xiu suddenly woke up and grabbed Meng Baique's skirt.

Meng Baique bent over: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xiu pointed to his ears, but when he opened his mouth, he could only make a strange sound of coughing. He anxiously kept pulling on Meng Baique's skirt.

Meng Baique: "Is there something outside? But when I came, I was sure that no one was following me. I was afraid of being discovered, and I didn't even have Yujian."

The magic cultivator snapped his fingers and wrote on the ground of the cave.

His handwriting was crooked, Xie Yun frowned and recognized it for a while: "Dog...dog?"

Several people in the cave fell silent,

In the rustling sound of the wind shaking the leaves, there is a strange sound of "guggugguo".

Xie Yun said sharply: "The head dog of the City Lord's Mansion!"

No wonder there has been no movement for so long. It turned out to be returning to the city lord's mansion and pulling out the spirit beast with a keen sense of smell!

Xie Yun looked back at Meng Baique: "Hurry up."

Ying Baiye drew a knife: "I'll lead them away."

He took two steps and found that Xie Yun was motionless: "Ying Daoyou, won't we be together?"

"Me? I'm quite delicate," Xie Yun thought for a while, then waved, "Be careful on the road, don't die."

Ying Baiye tried to persuade: "Maybe our enemy..."

Xie Yun: "No chance, the City Lord's Mansion has dispatched a head hound, maybe even the City Lord will come along with you, to remind you that the City Lord of Feiyin City is an out-of-body cultivator."

He turned around and picked up Mo Xiu, motioning to Meng Baique: "Lead the way, I'll go down with you."

Meng Baique was puzzled: This person seems to have deliberately separated her from that demon cultivator, why?

She had doubts in her heart, without any hesitation in her steps, she ran into the cave, drew a formation in front of a stone wall, and entered spiritual power.

At this point, there is nothing to hide.

Among the four people in the cave, there is at least one magician. Meng Baique, as the daughter of the head of the Huichun Gate, would have no choice but to die if she was caught on the spot by the City Lord's Mansion and charged with "colluding with a demon cultivator".

Meng Baique: "The two seniors come in together."

If two strange monks with only interests are caught, they will definitely choose to betray her.

After Meng Baique finished painting the last stroke of the formation, the feet of the four were empty at the same time, they fell weightless, and the stone wall above their heads closed silently.

Xie Yun almost threw the demon cultivator in his hand, and threw out a sword to stop the falling trend.

Ying Baiye: "Miss Meng, can you say hello a little? I thought you were going to make money and kill yourself."