A few streaks of flame-like red patterns are interwoven within a translucent, cyan-colored glass bead-like elixir.
The fluffy, red, chubby little bird looked at the beautiful pill in front of it as if it were facing a formidable enemy.
"This is the elixir that I feel has the best chance of success." The little white cat's nine tails were tangled up behind it. "Third Brother, you should try it first."
Mo Jinyan nodded, took the pill in his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Then, he nervously squatted on the table, preparing to receive the reaction from the pill.
Mo Yunlan and Yuebai unconsciously gathered around the table, all three pairs of eyes fixed on the little chubby bird.
A moment later, Mo Jinyan tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Chirp?"
Why don't I feel anything?
There was no pain or itching in my body, nor the comforting feeling of being nourished by spiritual energy, nor the emptiness of losing spiritual energy.
It felt like I wasn't eating a pill, but just a piece of candy.
Ruoruo's cat tail drooped down in disappointment: "Still not working?"
Even her beautiful cat-like eyes had dimmed somewhat.
Mo Yunlan pondered for a moment, then suddenly reached out and poured a stream of spiritual energy directly into Mo Jinyan's body.
Mo Jinyan was so startled that he flapped his wings and took off on the spot: "Chirp chirp chirp! Don't pour spiritual energy into me! It will cause my body to become unbalanced!"
However, the next moment, the fur all over Mo Jinyan's body, which had been completely unresponsive, suddenly stood up with a bang.
The red stains that were deliberately applied to his body faded quickly.
The chubby little yellow bird was lifted into the air by a ball of spiritual energy, with cyan and red spiritual energy rippling like shattered stars at the tips of its downy feathers.
Mo Jinyan let out a comfortable gurgling sound from his throat.
"It seems that the medicinal effects still need to be stimulated by external forces." Mo Yunlan nodded thoughtfully.
"Third Brother, try to transform into human form." Ruoruo Cat looked nervously at the little chubby bird floating in mid-air, eagerly waiting for Mo Jinyan to transform.
Mo Jinyan calmed himself down and channeled his spiritual energy into his body.
In the past, his body was like a sieve, and no matter how much spiritual energy was brought in, it would quickly flow out.
This time, the spiritual energy he brought in did indeed leak out of the sieve again, but before it leaked out of his body, it quickly entered his meridians and flowed back into his body along with them.
In other words, each time he activates his spiritual power, he can not only increase his cultivation level, but also cleanse his meridians and strengthen them.
Mo Jinyan excitedly leaped and bounded in mid-air.
Even if he can't change his form, it's still a good thing! At least he has found a way to cultivate, and this method is twice as effective with half the effort.
Mo Jinyan held his breath and tried for a long time, but he still looked like a little ball of fluff.
"Is it going to fail?" Ruoruo the cat was already nervously biting the tips of her paws.
Mo Yunlan grasped her hand: "Don't bite. Transformation isn't that simple. He needs to regulate his spiritual energy first. Don't rush, wait a little longer. It took my elder brother an hour to transform, and Mo Jinyan has only been doing it for a short time."
Ruoruo Cat was relieved.
She herself did not take human form through orthodox cultivation methods, which led to the severe damage to her foundation at the time.
If it weren't for her special soul and the bond she formed with Kunlun Ruins, she would have been left with a lifelong disability, forever only having two tails.
Therefore, even if Mo Jinyan has never been able to transform into human form, he cannot use her methods.
Mo Jinyan's condition was already very bad; if such drastic measures were used, he might lose his life.
"Slower is better, slower is better." Ruoruo the cat muttered as she circled around Mo Jinyan again and again.
About two hours later, Ruoruo had transformed back into human form. She sat on a stool, resting her chin on her hands, her eyes blinking sleepily. "Third Brother is so slow..."
The little furball was still suspended in mid-air by spiritual power. Ruoruo slowly yawned and muttered, "The power of the phoenix is not lacking, but the power of the phoenix tree is still not enough. If someone from the phoenix tree clan could help Third Brother refine the medicinal power, it would be faster."
Mo Yunlan suddenly raised her eyes slightly, a smile playing on her lips: "Someone has come to help."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Feng Qiwu's voice came from outside: "Ruoruo, I've come to play with you."
With a patter of footsteps, Feng Qiwu quickly ran over and pushed the door open with a bang.
The next moment, three pairs of eyes in the room all fell on him.
Everyone smiled at him.
Feng Qiwu paused, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine, and instinctively took a step back.
"W-what's wrong?" Why were they looking at him with such horrifying expressions, as if they wanted to devour him?
Ruoruo was the first to jump off the stool, smiling sweetly and adorably. She took Feng Qiwu's hand and said, "You've come at just the right time, Brother Qiwu. We're good friends, right?"
The pretty and adorable little girl gave him a sweet smile and even took his hand. Feng Qiwu immediately put his bad premonition aside and nodded vigorously: "That's right, we are good friends."
"Good friends should help each other." Ruoruo looked troubled. "Ruoruo is in trouble now. Can you help me? It's a bit difficult, and I don't know if I can trouble you?"
Feng Qiwu puffed out his chest: "Of course, this is the Realm of Immortality. There's nothing I can't help you with. Go ahead and say it."
His sister had come to him for help, so he couldn't very well say no. After all, this was his territory, and Feng Qiwu had his pride too.
"Brother Qiwu, you're so kind." Ruoruo smiled with satisfaction.
She led Feng Qiwu to the table, removed the concealment array, and Feng Qiwu immediately saw Mo Jinyan, who was cultivating in mid-air: "Is he cultivating?"
"Yes, I found a little phoenix tree a few days ago. I used the fallen leaves to make pills. My third brother ate the pills I made, but he has some indigestion. Could you please use your original spiritual power to help him?" Ruoruo looked at Feng Qiwu pitifully. "Please, Brother Qiwu."
Feng Qiwu was initially hesitant when he heard that he could use his primordial spiritual power to help.
The original spiritual power is different from the spiritual power obtained through cultivation. It is the foundation of his cultivation. Once used, it consumes a lot of energy and may even cause his cultivation to decline.
But when he heard Ruoruo call him "Brother Qiwu" in a soft and sweet voice, and hold his hand, her face full of pleading and trust.
Feng Qiwu gritted his teeth and said, "No problem, it's a piece of cake."
It seems that this Third Prince became like this because he was testing medicine on his sister Ruoruo.
If he doesn't help, and something happens to the Third Prince, Ruoruo will be very upset.
Feng Qiwu was thinking only of his dear younger sister.
Meanwhile, the well-behaved and adorable Ruoruo mercilessly sent him into the formation.
Feng Qiwu sat cross-legged on the table, his hands forming a hand seal, his fingertips touching Mo Jinyan's body, his expression somewhat solemn.
This chaos could not have been caused by accidentally consuming a small amount of a divine-grade elixir made from a parasol tree leaf.
It is clear that he has the purest bloodline of the Wutong clan in his body.
Isn't this a phoenix? Why does it have the bloodline of the Wutong clan in its body?
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