Magic weapons are tough, and they are still there even after the person dies. But the elixir will be gone after it is taken. Who would treat the magic elixir as a family heirloom and wait for it to bring about a bloody rain? If you can eat it, just eat it.
"That's not necessary. Just return it to me after you finish reading it. I only have one, and it's still useful..."
"???"
Xue Jing's old face was stiff.
A box made of black crystal with various precious scrolls attached to it was handed to him. If he got closer, he could hear a sound like a heartbeat, mixed with the roar of phoenixes and dragons.
"Mr. Xue, if it's any other magic pill, I can give it to you, but this one is really useful, I'm not going to eat it..."
“Who’s eating?”
Xue Jing followed Li Mo's gaze and looked to the side.
"?"
Ying Bing looked at the box and felt that Li Mo's tone just now was strange and a little guilty.
"What is the effect of this magic pill?"
"I'm not an alchemist, how would I know?"
Li Mo coughed lightly to make himself look calm.
"Then let me do some research!"
Xue Jing nodded repeatedly, holding the box as if it were a treasure, then pulled Xiaobao and went to the quiet room, his steps full of impatience.
"This Mr. Xue..." Li Mo smiled helplessly and sat in the Dragon-Tiger Alchemy Furnace.
As soon as he entered, he frowned again and found something wrong.
"Now that Elder Xue is gone, who will refine my Xuandan for me?"
Li Mo looked at the other disciples of Danding Peak. It was obvious that they couldn't even make the Xuandan that required searching with a lantern.
Not to mention them, even Master Xue would feel a little overwhelmed if he hadn't broken through...
The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment.
At this moment, Ying Bing, who was wondering why the magic pill was left for her and what its effect was, suddenly...
"Childish ghost."
"Um....hmm?"
"I'll help you."
"Bingtuozi, you also know this?"
"Didn't you say it's similar to cooking?"
"!"
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