"It's hard?" Qin Ling's eyes lit up, "Is there hope?"

It's very difficult, it's not impossible! I think of this Qinling Mountain.

Mo Liancheng slowed down slightly, and then smiled bitterly, "You really think I can do anything."

"Master, I didn't think of it. You are omnipotent."

"This hat...you wear it yourself."

"Hehe." Qin Ling laughed in surprise and refused to respond.

Not everyone can wear a high hat.

Some people will only look ugly when worn, but some people should wear it, and they can't do it without thinking.

Mo Liancheng did not refute, but this little refutation made Qin Ling's guessing point more certain, "Master, the lifespan of an ordinary person is very short. Even if there is a magic medicine to maintain, it will be at most over a hundred years." He didn't say anything else, and the meaning was very obvious. He didn't want to lose a friend in just a few decades in the future.

The life of a cultivator can be long, and the higher his cultivation level, the longer he can live.

Mo Liancheng hesitated and clicked the stone table next to him, "I'll think about it again."

Qinling secretly breathed a sigh of relief after getting Mo Liancheng's words.

Since Zhan Beilie and others saw it, Qin Ling didn't say anything even if he wanted to continue asking.

Xiaolin was sleepy and couldn't hold on and fell asleep first. After all, Zhan Beilie was also very tired, after all, he had no support from the mysterious energy. Qinling took the two of them down to rest.

Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er were left.

The night is hazy and the breeze is swaying.

After Mo Liancheng took a rare bath, he did not adjust his breath and continued to be busy, but hugged Qu Tan'er and rested together. Qu Tan'er curled up in his gentle arms, extremely quiet.

Why didn’t Mo Liancheng know that she had something in her heart?

"Tan'er, why don't you sleep?"

"I want to do something."

"Are you thinking about Zhan Beilie?"

"Well, can't you do anything?" Qu Tan'er originally thought he could think of a solution.

Mo Lianchengjun's face also became a little solemn, "If he wants to recover, he must first reshape the Danyuan, and then wash the muscles and continue the veins."

“What need to be prepared?”

"Nine-level beast | elixir, elixir grass, thousand-layer lotus..." Mo Liancheng slowed down as he said. He had taken the thousand-layer lotus before, and it was in Xuanling at that time. However, the thousand-layer lotus is rare in the world, and it cannot be found by searching.

As for the simplified Chinese grass…

Qu Tan'er suddenly remembered something and said in surprise: "Is the simplified grass? Fortunately, there is a plant in my storage bag. The beast pill is led by Xiao Mengmeng, so it is not difficult to get it. As for the Thousand Layer Lotus... I have seen it in Xuanling before, that--"

She was about to say something when Mo Liancheng interrupted her.

"Tan'er, what color is the Yuancao on your body? Year."

"The year is unknown." Although Qu Tan'er knew a lot of herbs, she was not very proficient. She turned over and took it out.

Mo Liancheng looked at it and shook his head gently, "Tan'er, the sculpting Yuan grass I mentioned is ten thousand years old, green, with a little ink on the edges of the leaves. This thing is hard to come by, and even if you meet it for luck, it is not enough to collect all of these..." He became more and more helpless as he spoke, "When reshaping Danyuan for him, a master in the late Qingxuan stage must have selfless help. After the matter is completed, that person's lifelong cultivation will be destroyed. Is it necessary for us to save one person and hurt another?"

Mo Liancheng knows something.

Speaking of the late Qingxuan masters, there are not many.

Old Man Zhan is, if Old Man Zhan knew that his great-grandson had the opportunity to recover, he might agree. The problem is that even so, Mo Liancheng would not be sure.

For this reason, Mo Liancheng hesitated and did not speak out.
Chapter completed!