Even a Qi-refining cultivator can live for a hundred years, so the future is not completely bleak!
Seeing everyone's excited faces, Chu Yao sighed secretly. Facing the people who had been reborn, she did not tell the truth.
His own Nether Spirit Art was created by chance. The conditions for practicing it are extremely harsh and not suitable for everyone.
She doesn't have the method to restore everyone's cultivation.
But she still looked indifferent. As long as her thinking did not slip, there were always more solutions than problems!
After answering a lot of questions, she began to enthusiastically teach everyone how to use mobile phones.
The truck drove for a long time and gradually approached the urban area of Tianhai City.
"Okay, that's all for the Q&A. This car will drive to your new home. Sect Leader Chen Qingyu is also there. I've already informed him in advance, and he'll arrange accommodation for you."
"Sister Chu, aren't you going back with us?" Xu Bing'er asked.
"I still have some things to take care of, so just listen to Qingyu."
She paused, then turned her head and said to Yao Han:
"I have planted a poison on Zhao Li, so he is nothing to be afraid of."
Yao Han was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and responded:
"I don't take this villain seriously, young man."
"Okay. We're still some distance from our residence, so I'll leave this place to you, Yao Han. Remember, be careful and prudent in everything you say and do!"
After saying that, Chu Yao turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in the carriage.
The next moment, her figure appeared in a nearby woods.
She took out her phone and looked at the map to determine her location.
It's time to make the next move. But before that, we have to venture into the tiger's den again.
Chu Yao's figure was as fast as lightning, flying towards his goal.
Beishan Mine!
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