Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Chapter 384: 9 Heaven Soul Condensing Pill

After Xiao Lingyi and the others left, Mu Qingli looked at Bei Mingye and said, "I'm going to research some elixirs to restore my soul."

"For Xiaochen?"

Although Bei Mingye had already guessed it, he still asked.

Mu Qingli nodded, but before she could say anything, Bei Mingye spoke again: "Don't try it. Even if you become a master alchemist now, the pills you make will not be effective. However... I have a god-level pill here, called Jiuxiao Ninghun Pill."

As soon as Bei Mingye finished speaking, a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

Mu Qingli's face showed surprise: "God-level elixir? Who made this?"

Bei Mingye pursed his lips and smiled: "I found it in the space when it was upgraded before, but I never used it."

Bei Mingye looked down at the Jiuxiao Soul Condensing Pill and passed it towards Mu Qingli: "But I studied the method of refining this pill, and it is very similar to yours."

After Bei Mingye finished speaking, Mu Qingli couldn't help but look at the pill. He held it in his hand, and a familiar feeling came over him.

"Not really, this is it."

Mu Qingli was very sure, and his heart was moved, and he became even more determined to speed up his alchemy advancement.

"This pill will speed up the recovery of Xiaochen's soul, so why not give it to him now?"

Bei Mingye couldn't help but remind Mu Qingli when he saw him holding the pill.

Mu Qingli nodded immediately: "I'll go right away, wait for me."

After she finished speaking, she flashed into the space and came to the place where the soul mirror was placed.

Murong Jingchen's soul was cultivating within the mirror. Sensing a familiar aura, he immediately opened his eyes. "Qingqing, why are you here?"

Seeing the surprise on his face, Mu Qingli shook the pill in her hand and said, "I'm here to give you something. I'll be piecing together the map of the ancient ruins soon, and we don't want to leave you alone."

Murong Jingchen's face was touched. "Qingqing, you don't have to wait for me. After I recover, I will definitely work hard to practice and try to keep up with your pace."

Murong Jingchen knew that once he left, he would become the weakest member of the team, and there was a hint of loneliness in his voice.

Mu Qingli wanted to knock him on the head, but couldn't do it now, so he poured out the pill in his hand: "This is the Jiuxiao Soul Condensing Pill. After taking it, the speed of your soul body recovery will be accelerated. Eat it quickly."

She didn't tell him the grade of the pill because she knew that Murong Jingchen would not take it if she told him. Instead of that, it would be better for him not to know it in the first place.

Murong Jingchen's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Did you practice it?"

Mu Qingli nodded without any guilt, after all, he was still himself in his previous life.

This time, Murong Jingchen swallowed the pill without hesitation.

Although he is only a soul body now, the Jiuxiao Soul Condensing Pill is very special in this respect - it can only be taken in the soul body state.

Feeling that Murong Jingchen's soul had become more solid, Mu Qingli smiled and wanted to say something to Murong Jingchen when the communication stone suddenly started ticking.

She could only open the communication stone first to see who sent the message.

When Mu Qingli saw Tang Xiyang's name, he was stunned. Wasn't he going to see his old friend?

Although she had doubts in her heart, she still opened it. Tang Xiyang sent more than a dozen messages in a row, basically saying that his friend was seriously injured and the pills could no longer stop the bleeding, and asked if there was any way to stop the bleeding.

Mu Qingli knew that the matter was urgent, otherwise Tang Xiyang would not have sent so many messages, and immediately sent the method to stop the bleeding.

At the same time, he added: If the above method still cannot stop the bleeding, contact me immediately and I will rush over as soon as possible.

Murong Jingchen hadn't disturbed Mu Qingli just now, but now he saw her expression change a little, and he was a little worried: "Qingqing, what's wrong?"

Mu Qingli smiled at him and said, "It's okay. My friend was injured and asked me how to stop the bleeding. You stay here and repair your soul. I'm going to go over and take a look."

Murong Jingchen nodded, and Mu Qingli quickly left the space again. Bei Mingye had been waiting outside and was a little surprised to see her come out so quickly: "Why did you come out so soon?"

"Just now, the guy sent me more than ten messages saying his friend was injured. This friend must be very important to him. I plan to go over and check on him."

Bei Mingye didn't expect this to happen, but he quickly said, "I'll go with you."

After receiving Mu Qingli's message, Tang Xiyang immediately helped Jing Xiangwen treat his wounds according to his method, and took the time to send his location.

Jing Xiangwen was already a little drowsy at this moment. Looking at Tang Xiyang running around for him, a trace of shame flashed across his face: "Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for so many years, how come you are still so warm-hearted."

Tang Xiyang listened to his weak voice. Although he was angry that he hadn't come to see him in the past few years, he couldn't say anything harsh when he saw his current state. "You still remember that we haven't seen each other for so many years? If you don't come to see me, how can we meet?"

Jing Xiangwen's lips had lost their color and were now frighteningly pale. Tang Xiyang took out another pill and stuffed it into his mouth, glaring at him. "Now is not the time for you to talk. Be quiet."

Jing Xiangwen stopped talking, but eventually fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Tang Xiyang tried all of Mu Qingli's methods. The bleeding slowed down, but it still didn't stop. He scratched his head in annoyance.

Just as he was about to send another message to Mu Qingli, he heard a familiar voice: "Brother, how is it? Has the bleeding stopped?"

Tang Xiyang heard the voice and stood up happily: "Li'er, why are you here? No, no, now is not the time to ask this. The bleeding hasn't stopped yet. Come and see what's going on."

Mu Qingli glanced at Jing Xiangwen who was lying unconscious on the ground, then looked at his injured arm, took out a silver needle and pierced his shoulder several times.

The wound that was bleeding just now was no longer bleeding, as if a valve had been closed.

Tang Xiyang looked at the silver needles in Mu Qingli's hand in disbelief: "This is too magical."

Mu Qingli glanced at him and said, "Hurry up and help your friend up. I'll take his pulse."

Tang Xiyang immediately followed Mu Qingli's instructions and helped Jing Xiangwen up. He then considerately cleaned the blood from both of his wrists: "Li'er, this way you won't get your hands dirty."

Mu Qingli was very satisfied with his behavior. She reached out and felt Jing Xiangwen's pulse, but the more she felt, the more solemn her expression became.

Tang Xiyang's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare to make a sound to disturb her, for fear of disturbing Mu Qingli.