He didn't rush to look down at the things in his hand, but followed Chu Ci and walked forward two steps.

Then he saw the girl wearing a warm-toned dress holding the long-neck pot in her hand, using her spiritual power to quickly walk to a slightly far-reaching field, and then squatted down to fiddle with the green spiritual plants.

Bai Xingjian stopped and looked down at the pill in his hand.

Then his brows frowned.

The spiritual power and breath of this elixir is quite familiar to Bai Xingjian.

Although the level of this elixir is relatively low, compared to vegetables, kitchen utensils, the ancestor is still familiar with these things.

So I also recognized what kind of pill this is, but the pill in my hand is obviously an improved version because the spiritual power contained in it is even stronger and the patterns are different from those ordinary pills.

And it is already the limit to refine those elixirs to that level, but the elixir in your hand has broken through that limit.

After all, it is quite difficult to break through the limit of the first level of refining elixirs. Even though Bai Xingjian does not understand the Dan Sect, he still has some understanding of this aspect of elixirs.

And this pill was given by this little girl, and the girl raised her hand just now.

The ancestor naturally brought in the little girl a strange fire that could shake the world, so he was quite alert to strangers.

Yes, this is also what it should be.

The ancestor nodded, thinking in his heart that he successfully transparentized his previous unusual movements and words, and then he grabbed the low-level and high-quality elixir in his hand and walked towards the little girl.

The ancestor had a handsome face and white clothes. The clothes were not Taoist robe, but more like ordinary clothes. The edges of the corners of the clothes were patterned with patterns embroidered with silver silk thread.

His expression was a little serious. The boss seemed to be in the wind when he walked, and he looked even more breeze.

Of course, it would be even better if the dust on his cheek could be wiped off...

Chu Ci, who noticed his movements, squatted in the field, turned her head to look at him, and seemed a little confused. Then she pulled the corners of her lips and stood up speechlessly, holding a few spiritual herbs in her hand.

He watched him come over with the pill and spoke.

The voice was soft and a little complaining, "You can't wipe the things on your face?"

Although there is no one here, you can't walk around in the Spirit Valley with a face that just exploded in the kitchen, right?

Bai Xingjian didn't say anything, just looked at Chu Ci.

The expression looked a little confused and seemed to have not reacted.

Then he frowned and raised his hand to wipe his face.

It looks like a small animal.

Then he looked down at the traces on his sleeve, his expression looking a little silent.

Chu Ci stood up helplessly, turned the pot in her hand smaller, holding the two spiritual herbs in her hand, walked up to him, looking up at him with a helpless look, "Are you a waste of life?"

Why do you have to do anything?

After pinching a spell, throwing it on him. Looking at the new-looking ancestor, Chu Ci nodded with satisfaction, handed him the thing in his hand, blinking his eyes, "Help me get it."

The ancestor who successfully received the little girl's cleaning curse was in a good mood. He nodded with the two spiritual herbs, "Okay."

‘Bai Xingjian’s love value is 3, currently 30.’
Chapter completed!