Chapter 18 To avoid a tragic death in the future In

the past two years, Di Yange has grown a little taller. She is wearing a simple green long gown, and her black hair is tied up by a jade crown. She has the demeanor of a young man.

Although her delicate facial features have not yet fully developed, they are enough to make people sigh.

Even the Jianxin Sect, who are used to seeing beauties, can't help but take a few more glances.

Although Di Yange's cultivation has not improved at all in the past two years, she is only ten years old now, and her future achievements are still limitless.

Especially Yuan Chen Zhenren, he looked at Di Yange with jealousy, and his eyes were full of calculations.

But when he walked in front of Di Yange, his face was full of flattery.

"Disciple, are you okay? What happened? And Jue'er, is he okay too?"

In the past two years, Yuan Chen Zhenren was also very worried.

This library has been rebuilt countless times.

After all, Di Yange would blow up the library from time to time, and she even called it "refining elixir".

After Di Yange threw Xiao Jue to Yuan Chen Zhenren, her delicate face was full of grievance.

"I just suddenly had a new idea. I plan to transform the fireball into a natural alchemy furnace. If I make alchemy in this way, I can save the alchemy furnace, save some money, and control the temperature at any time. The most important thing is that I can cook while making alchemy, and even use it to keep warm. It really kills two birds with one stone..."

"...But, I just made the fireball furnace, and I don't know who stole my fireball furnace..."

"...I didn't expect that it would implicate Xiao Jue. Xiao Jue might have come to the library to look for books, and was accidentally blown up by my furnace. He was too weak, and he fainted after being blown up by the fireball."

Xiao Jue, who had just recovered, heard Di Yange's words, "too weak", as soon as he woke up. He was already out of breath due to the explosion, and fainted again.

So their demon emperor had eaten the demon king since he was young, and he had mastered it just right. She definitely did it on purpose.

At this time, Di Yange took out a large gourd and handed it to Yuan Chen Zhenren: "These are waste pills."

If Yuan Chen Zhenren hadn't said that the waste pills in the sect must be handled in a unified manner, she would have thrown away the waste pills long ago.

It was really too difficult for her. Out of dozens of furnaces of pills, only one was successful. And the only successful one looked very poor in quality. As for the dozens of waste pills, not to mention them, they were exactly the same as the waste pills recorded in the records, burnt and smelly…

When Yuan Chen Zhenren was about to take it excitedly, an old man next to him snatched the gourd and said, "Okay, I will deal with these waste pills."

Although these waste pills looked a bit worse and tasted disgusting, the effect was surprisingly good and absolutely comparable to perfect-grade pills.

This perfect-grade elixir should be as good as jade, and there are silver patterns on it. No matter how much you eat it, you will not get poison. Unlike other elixirs, the more you eat, the less poison you will get. It often takes a long time to get rid of the poison.

So this kind of elixir is hard to come by.

I don't know how, these useless elixirs made by Di Yange are comparable to perfect-grade elixirs, which is simply outrageous.

It is for this reason that the leader of Jianxin Sect appeared here in person.

The old man in front of him, wearing the same green clothes, with green lotus rusted on his green clothes, and a three-inch long small sword ornament hanging on his waist, is probably at the end of his life. His hair has turned gray, but he looks like an immortal.

He is the leader of Jianxin Sect, Yuan Yu Zhenren, and the only Jindan realm cultivator

in Jianxin Sect. "Boy, you are very good. I am the leader of Jianxin Sect."

"Hello, Sect Leader. Thank you for always supporting me in refining the elixir."

Although the leader of Jianxin Sect had his own purpose in keeping him, he could be regarded as the most innocent person in the entire Jianxin Sect. Everything he did was for the sake of the sect, unlike Yuan Chen Zhenren, who was only selfish.

And this old man was so nice. Even though she had refined a lot of spiritual plants, he still provided her with a lot of spiritual plants.

So when she went to the secret realm, before she committed suicide, she must help him get some spiritual medicine back.

The Sect Master stroked his beard and said with satisfaction: "No problem, no problem. I am very pleased that you are a good scholar. I will trouble you with the secret realm in a few days."

Di Yange patted his chest and said: "No problem. I will die for the sect even if I risk my life."

The Sect Master looked at Di Yange's sincere face with satisfaction.

Although Di Yange has not made much progress in cultivation, it has made Di Yange feel more attributable to the sect. The renovation of the library has not been in vain.

So the Sect Master took off the three-inch small sword hanging on his waist.

The sword body is pure silver with dragon patterns carved on it, which looks like a good work of art.

"This is something I found by chance. It is just right for the peak of foundation building, so I'm giving it to you."

"Sect Master, this is the spiritual sword you have worn for fifty years." Several people looked at the sect master in shock, but the sect master stopped and handed the small sword to Di Yange.

Di Yange actually didn't want it.

As a master of courting death, what did he want such a thing for.

But it's still good as a decoration.

And it's not easy for the old man.

He supports the Jianxin Sect alone, and his subordinates are all restless people.

Di Yange took the small sword and planned to say goodbye to the sect master and prepare to leave.

She just took a few steps and turned back. She

walked in front of Zhenren Yuanchen and handed three small bottles to him.

"Please give this to Luo Ziyin for me. Although he may not be able to use it now, he will definitely need it in the future."

After all, she was going home soon, and she couldn't just throw away the pills she had made these days.

Look, although Luo Ziyin hasn't practiced yet, he will eventually embark on the path of cultivation.

Prepare more pills to avoid a tragic death in the future.

As for the others, she couldn't take care of them. All good

things must come to an end. She couldn't take care of him all his life, and he still had to walk the road ahead on his own.

After Di Yange left, Yuan Chen Zhenren opened one of the bottles, and inside was a full bottle of perfect quality Juling Dan.

This thing can prolong life and strengthen the body for those who don't practice, and it is a good thing that can quickly improve the practice of those who practice.

Although Jianxin Sect has good infrastructure, this kind of spiritual medicine is definitely a scarce thing. Everyone present was greedy, but because the Sect Master was here, they did not dare to fight for it.

"This kid, she didn't even want to use a single pill herself."

The Sect Master couldn't help but sigh.

From the pills that Di Yange took out, plus the spiritual plants given to her by the Sect, it can be seen that she didn't want to use a single pill herself in the past two years.

But she wanted to give all three bottles of pills that she had worked so hard to refine to Luo Ziyin.

What kind of friendship is this? They obviously have no blood relationship, but her friendship for him is simply moving.

The onlookers outside the light curtain glanced at Luo Ziyin, whose eyes were full of tears, and once again expressed their extreme dissatisfaction with him.