Xu Xian saw a brightly-colored feather inside, so he was about to come forward to pick it up, but the feathers burned up, almost burning Xu Xian's soul.

He jumped back and dodged, shouting: "Qingwan, help--"

Lin Qingwan looked up and Yi Han's sword had already flew out, blocking directly in front of Xu Xian. The fire that flew towards his face pounced on the sword, blocked.

Lin Qingwan flew over quickly and was entangled at the burning feathers flying in the air. What is this thing?

The fire on the feathers went out and fell towards Lin Qingwan in a fluttering manner.

Lin Qingwan reached out her hand blankly, and it fell on her hand.

She seemed to have touched something in her soul. She looked at Yi Han, "It seems to be a space."

The space magic weapons she has seen include jade as a carrier, and other spiritual weapons as a carrier, but it is the first time she has seen them.

Yi Han said: "Can it be Zhuque's own space? She left it to the little... Zhuque egg."

Lin Qingwan: "It's possible."

She held the feathers and didn't know how to take them for a moment. The space cannot be stacked with space, so it cannot be stuffed into the space.

Yi Han reached out to take it, and found that it was not on fire, so he raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and inserted his feather into her hair, straightened it, nodded and said, "It's so good, it looks good."

Mingyue felt it was not good-looking and said to Lin Qingwan: "Let me go back and make a clip for you and stick it on the clip, so it looks better."

Lin Qingwan did not refuse and agreed.

Xu Xian was already sitting cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breathing. It hurt so much that it was a sin.

Lin Qingwan threw the healing technique to him. He felt a little better, but his soul still hurt.

Unless there is a divine concentration pill and a divine calm pill, there is nothing we can do for the time being.

Xu Xian could only hiss and opened his eyes, "Can Zhuque's fire burn the soul?"

Xin Wenjia found a medicine bottle from the space and poured a pill for him and said, "It not only can burn the soul, but also likes to burn everything that is contaminated with demonic energy and yin energy. The Vermilion Bird Fire is the yang. This is the Concentration Pill, take it."

Xu Xian took it, thanked him and ate it.

After Xin Wenjia waited for him to eat it, he said, "No need to thank you for the 100,000 spirit stones."

Xu Xian wanted to spit it out with his throat.

Xin Wenjia walked away with disgust and said to him: "You can ask Master Lei and Fellow Daoist Su if you have taken advantage of it."

Lei Yuan didn't say anything.

Su Xianbo hesitated for a moment and nodded, "The elixir that Master Xin just took out is of the best level of medicine. Such a concentrating pill was auctioned at the auction house and would not be sold for 200,000 spirit stones."

Xu Xian was amazed, is it so expensive?

He looked at Xin Wenjia, "No wonder you Mingxin Sect is so rich."

"Your Chihong Sect is not bad either."

Lou Zichen said: "Our magic weapons and magic weapons can be used all the time."

Xin Wenjia said: "Our elixir is for life-saving. Judging from the appearance of fellow Taoist Xu, his soul is no longer hurting now, right?"

She didn't think it was. After she said that, Xu Xiancai realized that she really didn't hurt, and her soul felt cool and comfortable, so comfortable...

He immediately sat cross-legged and focused on digesting the pills, not wanting to speak for the time being.

Qingfeng and Mingyue Baitong couldn't help but step forward and asked, "Can this elixir ghost cultivator be used?"
Chapter completed!