She sighed. Now was not the time to regret. Remembering that there was a sacred grass in the space, she turned around and walked out.

Hearing the "creak" sound of the door being pushed open, everyone turned their heads to look over.

Meng Qinghe ignored their gazes, looked at Ji Anfan and asked, "Who in the Ji family has the best alchemy skills?"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Anfan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Miss Meng, is there anything you can do?"

Meng Yunhe next to him seemed to have hope in his heart at this moment: "If Miss Meng needs anything, just ask, I will definitely go find it!"

"Okay." Meng Qinghe nodded.

"This is the eldest elder of the Ji family. I am the best at alchemy!" Ji Anfan said.

The first elder who was introduced said to Meng Qinghe, "I am an eighth-grade alchemist."

Seeing this, Meng Qinghe took out a delicate wooden box from the space, opened it and handed it over.

"Shirou's meridians are damaged and her soul is wounded. She needs divine grass to heal her. I happen to have a Golden Luan divine herb here, which can heal the wounds and reshape the meridians."

Rich and pure spiritual energy spread around, and everyone's eyes fell on the box.

"Golden Luan Divine Grass!" The great elder grabbed it, his eyes full of excitement.

Meng Qinghe continued to speak: "Since the Great Elder is an eighth-grade alchemy master, it is not a problem to refine two pills. After Shirou takes them, the injuries on her body will definitely be repaired."

"Yes, yes! After using the Golden Luan Divine Grass, not to mention healing and reshaping the meridians, the eldest lady will definitely improve faster than before and become more talented."

Speaking of this, hesitation flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, as if he was reluctant to give up.

Facing Meng Qinghe's cold eyes, the elder smiled awkwardly and responded: "Don't worry, the elixir can be prepared in two days."

Holding the Golden Luan Sacred Grass, the Great Elder turned around and hurried to his alchemy room, sighing as he walked.

Meng Qinghe narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and turned to look at Ji Anfan, who nodded secretly to her.

The look in his eyes seemed to say: The Great Elder loves the sacred grass, but he will not care about Rourou's life, let alone greedy the golden luan sacred grass.

At this time, the way the head of the Ji family looked at Meng Qinghe had changed, and his tone was somewhat tentative: "I wonder where Miss Meng is from?"

What kind of friend did my daughter make?Taking action is the sacred grass, which is not something ordinary people can do easily.

There was no trace of distress on her face, and the magic weapon her daughter wore during the competition was even more powerful than the one given by her ancestors.

In fact, it was thanks to the protective tower and the Mo family's artifact, the Devouring Bow, that Ji Shirou did not die on the spot.

The Ji family owes Miss Meng a favor!
"Just Shirou's friend." Meng Qinghe said politely, but didn't say much.

You can't say I'm your granddaughter, right?
The head of the Ji family had a smile on his face, nodded and stopped asking questions, and said softly: "Miss Meng, please don't mind if you don't treat me well."

"No." Meng Qinghe shook his head slightly and continued: "Shirou was affected by the power of the artifact, and her soul was injured and she needed to take the God-Reinforcing Pill to recover.

The rest is okay. I wonder if the Ji family has Bi Ling Cao, Wu Hua Soul Cao, Wu Shen Ye, Hui Xuan Guo, the most important medicinal materials of Gu Shen Dan? "

Lord Ji Jia blurted out: "The Ji family owns the Biling Grass and the Five-flowered Soul Grass, and the others..."

You could tell by the embarrassment on his face that Meng Yunhe said quickly: "The Meng family has a thousand-year-old black god leaf. I will send someone to deliver it later."

Meng Qinghe nodded thoughtfully, "If there is still a profound fruit left, I need to get it for more than a thousand years."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and secretly thought about where to find the Hui Xuan Guo.

Huixuan fruit grows in swamps, especially those that are more than a thousand years old, which is even more rare.

"The swampy black forest in the land of demons actually contains the Xuanhui Fruit that lasts for more than a thousand years." Luo Xuanming, who had been silent all this time, said leisurely.The head of the Ji family seemed to have remembered something, and his eyes widened in surprise, but his face was still serious, and he looked at Luo Xuanming: "Since you met it, why didn't you take it?"

"The strength is not enough."

Patriarch Ji: "..."

This guy is honest.

He had just thought of the Demon Clan's swampy black forest, which was extremely dangerous and could fall into the swamp and be swallowed if he was not careful.

Therefore, no one would go there without risking their return.

"Let's go now and use the flying boat to speed up. Mr. Luo still knows the location, so it will be easier to find." Meng Yunhe couldn't wait to pull them away.

"Okay!" Ji Anfan said firmly.

Seeing this, the head of the Ji family nodded secretly: "I will send a team of people to protect you."

As he was about to give instructions, Meng Qinghe quickly stopped him: "No, just a few of us can go there. With so many people, we can easily be targeted."

The head of the Ji family thought about it quickly and felt that it made sense. The Ji family still didn't know how many people would be watching in secret, so he nodded slowly.

"Thank you all very much! Rourou is really lucky to have friends like you."

Meng Qinghe: "..."

Not long after, everyone jumped on the flying boat brought out by the Ji family leader. The boat was spacious and majestic, with fine workmanship and spiritual energy everywhere. It looked like at least a holy-level magic weapon.

After Ji Anfan poured down a pile of spirit stones, he began to fly quickly to the demon clan.

At this time, the four people on the flying boat had a tacit understanding, each standing on one side.

Meng Qinghe turned to look at the person next to him, frowned and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Luo Xuanming smiled lightly and put his arms around her slender waist, "Madam, even if it was intentional, I didn't lie. The swamp and black forest do have a mysterious fruit."

"The Xuanguo is a spiritual fruit that can only be found in the land of demons. I have encountered it before, and was forced to give up due to lack of strength..."

Hearing this, Meng Qinghe pursed his lips and said, "Who did you want to get back the Xuan Guo for?"

Who could make him work so hard?
Luo Xuanming sighed softly and said calmly: "Back then, in order to take me to escape from the demon clan, my mother was chased and killed by my father's people on the way home, which caused my soul to be injured."

"After years of nursing, my body and bones have not improved. When I learned that Hui Xuan Guo could help my mother, I ran away alone."

"I didn't expect that the swamp and black forest were too dangerous. Countless monsters rushed up to bite me. There was no chance to stop. I almost died of exhaustion there..."

Luo Xuanming seemed to be recalling something and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Meng Qinghe held his hand and tightened it as if comforting him.

Luo Xuanming shook his head at her, indicating that he was fine, and said in a hoarse low voice: "After that, my grandfather brought people over to carry me back."

This was the first time he mentioned the past.

Meng Qinghe lowered his eyes, already guessing something in his mind, "What happened next?"

"My mother will be gone in less than two years." His face was calm when he said this, but she still caught the flash of pain in his eyes.

Luo Xuanming quickly calmed down the emotions on his face and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Fortunately, I can go back to my youth and be able to come up with better elixirs to help my mother heal."


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